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Chapter 27
DARREN
Present
Despite the coolness of the basement, I feel warm. Very warm. Probably from the heat of my arousal combined with the heat of my anger as I stare down at Bridget. I kick aside any sympathy I feel seeing her with her legs forcefully folded by rope bondage, her arms bent with her wrists tied behind her neck and secured to a rope crotch, her face marked with my cum.
I can’t believe I fell in love with this woman. That might be what I’m most angry about, and I’m pretty damn angry that she ran out on me.
My mother warned me about her. And she was right about Bridget. But stupid fucking me had to have her. I can’t believe I was such a pathetic fool. Ready to turn my world upside down for her. Wanting to give her the best that I could. What a moron. What. A. Fucking. Moron.
“You like that?” I ask her, referring to the deep-throating, as I zip up my jeans. Not that she ever excelled at the skill, but she’s definitely out of practice.
I smear some of the cum on her cheek down to her lips and push it in. “Taste good?”
“You know I love your cum,” she says.
I snort. The old me would have believed that. I fist my hand into her hair and yank her head back. “Don’t fucking patronize me.”
“I—I missed it. I miss…us.”
I can feel my anger boil. What “us?” She’s the one who left.
Instead of pointing that out, I respond, “Yeah? You got anything else you want to tell me?”
“I miss you how good you made me come. I miss all the crazy shit you did to my body.”
“Like what?”
“Like the sounding.”
I remember how nervous she was her first time, but she liked it.
“What else?”
“The rope bondage, the anal plugs, the wax play.”
“We did a lot, didn’t we?”
She nods earnestly.
“It was fun, wasn’t it?” I ask.
“Yes.”
I grab her throat and snarl in her face, “Bullshit.”
If she liked it so much—if she really wanted to be with me—why did she leave?
She looks bewildered. “Why don’t you believe me? You think I faked all those orgasms?”
“I believe I had you all wrong. I believed you were the good girl. But I guess the fact that you were into my kink and BDSM means you’re actually a naughty girl. A very naughty girl.”
Her eyes are large as she stares back at me. “I liked everything you did. I really did!”
Stop fucking lying to me!
In disgust, I step back from her and look away. I want to get my emotions under control. If I listen to her any longer, I might actually believe her. She sounds so fucking sincere. I might fall for her innocent tone.
