Page 123 of Broken Strings


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She tries to rise onto her elbows, but I palm the curve of her spine, pushing her down harshly as I continue to fuck her without hesitation. Without thought. Without remorse.

I grit my jaw as I try to force my traitorous mouth to tell her that I hate her, but the words won’t come out.

“I hate—”

She cries out, half in pleasure, half in pain, and I pinch her clit firmly between my thumb and index finger. Her pussy clenches around me as another orgasm bulldozes through her body.

“I love you, Cade.I love you.”

The sincerity in her voice cleaves open my heaving chest to pierce my wounded heart.

I blink rapidly, trying to clear my blurry sight as Summer begins to descend from her pinnacle. My hips falter when her words register.

I’m dumbfounded to realise I’m crying when a sob catches on an inhalation. My vision finally clears as tears fall down my cheeks, only to blur once more with a fresh onslaught of emotion. Tears fall from my lashes to land on Summer’s bare back as I fight to get control of myself.

My breathing is ragged as all the fight drains from my body, and I hunch over to rest my head between Summer’s shoulder blades.

“Ihate…that I can’t stop loving you.”

My words are a sob against her perspiration-soaked skin, and I can hear her breath catch in her throat.

“Ihatewhat happened to us, Bambi.”

I inhale raggedly, unable to stifle the sobs that escape my lips. My chest feels tight, like I can’t draw a breath. Like I might go into cardiac arrest.

“I hate itsofucking much.”

Withdrawing from her body, I gently turn her around to gather her against my chest. Her arms wrap around me as silent sobs course through her small frame. I settle on the floor with my back against several dislodged booth cushions before catching her chin between my fingers to bring her tear-stained face up to mine.

My father’s words from the jet ring through my mind.

“Life is too damn short to throw away a split second of it. You have had fifteenyearsstolen from you. Please don’t allow your pride to keep you from losing any more.”

I ghost my lips across her quivering ones, speaking my truth. The only truth that matters.

“I hate a lot of things, Bam. But I could never bring myself to hate you. Ever.”

Her breath catches in her throat, and a fresh rush of tears streams down her flushed cheeks.

I rub my thumb across her trembling bottom lip, my eyes tracking the movement. “The article doesn’t matter. If you’ve moved on with Burton, then I can be happy for you. You deserve—”

“I haven’t. I wouldn’t.” She stops me in my tracks as her eyes spear mine, begging me to believe her. “There’s only ever been you. I only ever wantedyou, Cade.”

I inhale deeply, filling my lungs with fresh air. And relief. A breath has never been sweeter.

Palming her cheeks, my eyes find and hold hers. Those big doe eyes hold no blame. They’re filled with an outpouring of love, and instantly I’m suffused with a deluge of remorse.

“I don’t know what…” I exhale shakily, shaking my head in disbelief at my own actions. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I—I’m sorry—I—”

She gently places her hands on my cheekbones, holding me still and forcing me to feel the love that ebbs between us.

“You’re hurting. You’vebeenhurting. For a long damn time, Cade. I get it.”

She strokes the pads of her thumbs underneath my bottom lashes, wiping away the fresh flood of emotion that her empathy brings to the surface. I close my eyes, the guilt almost overwhelming me as she continues.

“I don’t want you to hurt anymore. There’s been enough hurt to last ten lifetimes, Cade…”

“I’m sorry for hurtingyou.” I swallow down my self-hatred as I meet her eyes. There’s not an ounce of judgement in those chocolaty depths.

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