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“Always.”
I ignored the shiver his words sent through me and lowered myself onto his cock.
“Yes.” That was just what I needed. A thick cock to make me forget my worries and Thomas’ would have to do. His cock was like a whole bottle of whiskey, intoxicating with a healthy dose offuck it.
With every stroke, my worries fell further away.
My fears faded into dust.
His hands gripped my hips, rocking uncontrollably, and I convulsed around him with a cry of pleasure.
“Thomas,” I growled and put my hands on his chest, dragging my nails down his expensive shirt until the fabric was thin and worn, damn near torn.
“Fuck me, Thomas. Harder.”
He held me tighter and thrust up, hitting me in the right spot every time I dropped down on his cock. He said nothing other than a few grunts of pleasure and gave me exactly what I wanted. What I needed.
He gave me what I needed without talking, without asking, without wanting to know what the fuck was wrong with me. I appreciated it. And I hated it.
“Damn you,” I growled and ground harder against his dick. So hard his cock hit me deep, almost painful. Just how I needed it.
“Sadie,” he growled, his voice thick with tension.
That gentle growl broke the goddamn floodgates, and I felt warm liquid stream down my cheeks. Fucking tears.
His cock swelled, hardened inside of me, and I felt my orgasm building in my toes. “Such a tight little cunt.”
I smiled, but more tears came, and that pissed me off. I rode him harder and faster. Tomorrow we would both hurt.
Good.
I leaned forward until his hazel eyes met mine.
“I did it, Thomas,” I told him. “I killed Bonnie. I killed that bitch, and I’m not sorry.”
His only response was a hint of surprise, but Thomas was my true guardian angel. The man who didn’t judge me. Who kept me safe, who kept my secrets. But the look he gave me was worse. It was love. Love and affection, maybe even worship.
It was too goddamn much. “Did you hear me? I killed her.”
He nodded and let his hands slide up my hips to my waist, ripping open my blouse to expose my tits. He gripped them so tight they ached, and pinched my nipples until another tear slipped out.
Just what I needed.
He flipped our positions until I was on my back, legs wrapped around his waist, heels dug deep into his firm ass cheeks. Thomas gazed down at me, jaw clenched as he fucked me harder and deeper, grunting with every sweet fucking stroke. “I heard you, Sadie. I’m still here.”
Fuck. Yes, he was still here, looking at me and I couldn’t take it. Not right now. “Don’t speak.”
He was quiet, silent even, but he fucked me even harder for my harsh words.
My pussy started to clench and his nostrils flared. “Don’t come. Not yet. Not fucking yet, Thomas.”
He nodded again and gripped the back of my thighs, pushing them forward like I was a goddamn twenty-year-old, fucking me hard and fast and deep. It felt good. It hurt. I wanted to hurt. I wanted to drown out the pain I was feeling inside.
I would pay for this incredible fuck tomorrow, but I didn’t care. “Harder, Thomas. Fuck me like you mean it,” I demanded.
His cock swelled even thicker, and I smirked. “Don’t you fucking dare come.”
Thomas smiled and dropped one thigh, letting his free hand slide up my stomach, past my tits, and to my throat. He gripped it just tight enough to make me catch my breath.
