Page 101 of Hate You Always


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My belly hollows out at the rough demand.

For days, I’ve been reliving the time we’ve spent together. Fantasizing about all the ways he touched me.

Just thinking about it was enough to turn me on.

Full disclosure—I’ve had more than one self-love session.

But none compared to what it felt like when he laid his hands on me.

I force myself to close the distance between us. As soon as I’m within striking distance, his hand snakes out, locking around my fingers before dragging me to him until I’m pressed against all that steely strength. Before I can suck in a full breath, his mouth crashes onto mine. When his tongue slides across the seam of my lips, I open so he can plunge inside. There’s a mixture of pent-up hunger tinged with anger in that caress. It’s as if I’m being eaten alive.

Devoured.

I could feel it pouring off him in hot, suffocating waves while he sat in the penalty box, his gaze pinned to mine.

He spins me around before forcing me back until my spine is pressed against the smooth tile. His hands rise, the palms settling against the sides of my head as if to hold me in place.

His gaze searches mine. “Are you on the pill?”

“Yes.”

He releases a steady breath as an internal debate is waged within him.

“I’ve never fucked a girl without a condom, but I don’t want anything coming between us when I take you. Are you good with that?”

Air leaks from my lungs as his words somersault in my head. If I’m smart, I’ll shoot down that idea. Like him, it’s not something I’ve ever done either. My mantra has always beenno glove, no love.

Maybe I’m foolish for trusting him, but I don’t think he’d do anything to put either one of us at risk.

“Yes.”

The rigid set of his shoulders loosens. “Good. I want you bare. I want to feel your soft pussy wrapped around me.”

That’s the only warning I’m given before he slides deep inside my body with one swift movement. A gasp escapes from me before ending on a drawn-out moan that echoes off the walls.

“Fuck,” he growls.

With every piston of his hips, pleasure reverberates throughout my entire being. It sparks to life deep in my core before resonating outward to the very tips of my fingers and toes as he holds my head firmly in place.

When my eyelids feather closed, he growls, “Open them. I want you to watch as I fuck you so you know exactly who’s getting you off.”

As if I could ever doubt it.

His gaze stays pinned to mine as he fucks me against the wall. Water pours from the shower head, misting us as the thick humidity wraps around us, cocooning us in warmth. It doesn’t take long before I’m falling apart, splintering into a million jagged pieces that will never be put back together again.

He quickly follows me over the edge. His cock jerks as warmth floods my womb. The feel of his hard flesh throbbing inside me with nothing to stand between us is unbearably intimate.

His breathing is harsh as he rests his forehead against mine and stares into my eyes. “I didn’t like seeing you with that guy.”

Honestly, I’d forgotten all about Sawyer and the Kiss Cam.

“It didn’t mean anything.”

“I don’t care. I didn’t like it. I didn’t like him parked next to you during my game and I sure as shit didn’t like watching him take your mouth.”

When I remain silent, his palms tighten around the sides of my head before tipping my face upward so that there’s no other choice but to meet his eyes. “I don’t want anyone else touching you, Juliette. Period.”

Warmth ignites in my chest before spreading outward. “Are we setting conditions? Is that what we’re doing now? Because I don’t want anyone else touching you either.”

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