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I nod in the darkness, knowing she can’t see me. “I just don’t want to hurt you.” I take her lips with mine. Commanding. Demanding and needy. “I don’t want to do anything that’ll leave you with more scars.”
“So do as I ask.” She drags me forward, literally by the cock, and sets my tip at her fiery opening. “Fuck me. Make it hurt.”
“Jesus.” I slam my eyes shut and give up on all pretenses of chivalry. Or protection. Or… ya know, selflessness.
Instead, I surge forward with a violent shove and fill her up so her hips crash against the shelving, and her breath comes out on a pained gasp.
“I’ve wanted this a million times since the last.” The contents of the shelf rattle with every thrust I make. Every time I fill her up, cleaning supplies clatter and hit each other. “I have never, not for a moment in my life, not wanted you.”
“Shh.” She latches her teeth onto my lip and bites down hard enough to make my hands clench and bruise. She wants to punish me, but has no clue that her being rough turns me on. Frankly,anythingshe does turns me on. “Stop talking about that shit. I just want to fuck.”
She wants to escape and dissociate from what hurt her.
ButI’mwhat hurt her. I’m the source of her trauma.
“Hannah—”
“Oh, shut up!” She drops her legs, stunning me away from the ledge of completion, and unwinds her arms from around my neck.
My body sags with disappointment. My release, yearning to come back.
When I think I’ve fucked up—again—and ruined this slice of paradise we’ve found, a long, pained groan works its way along my throat.
But instead of walking away, Hannah turns. She grabs my hands and sets them on her bare hips, then she arches her back and presents to me my prize.
“Fuck me, Axel. Or walk away. But either way, I need you to stop talking about the past.” Reaching back, she grabs my wrist and forces my hand lower until my fingers glide over her wet slit. Her swollen and needy pussy. “I’m gonna fucksomeonetonight. Kinda want that someone to be you.”
My temper alights, and that angry, possessive asshole inside me rebels at the thought of another man having her like this. Taking from Hannah what she’s trying so hard to give to me.
“Last chance,” she breathes. With a skilled flick of her wrist, she pushes my fingers inside her cunt and swallows them until my cock weeps. “Then I’m walking out of here to find someone more willing.”
“The fuck you are.” I fist my length and set it at her opening. Then grabbing her hips and holding on so the shape of my fingers will still be visible on her skin days from now, I slam deep inside and gulp down fresh air.
Hannah’s shoulder smacks the shelf, which slams against the wall and ends with a thud that’ll get us both in trouble. But I’ve passed the point of giving a shit.
She’s in here. I’m in here.
And I’ll be damned if she thinks she can leave me behind to go be with someone else.
So I use her up.
I swing my arm back and slam my hand down over her ass until she cries, then I grab her shoulder and pull her back, into me. Closer. Closer, until there’s no space left between us.
Her pussy flutters around my cock, squeezing, crushing me. But she’s the sweetest torture I could ever hope to experience.
“Oh god.” Her breath comes faster. Racing. Panting. But she reaches back to hold my hip, her nails digging into my skin and, no doubt, drawing blood. “Axel.”
“You don’t see me.” I slam in again and shove her body forward so the shelf crashes against the wall. “But you know it’s me you’re in here with.”
“Yes.” She chokes for air and whimpers. “I know it’s you.”
“Did you give this up to anyone else while I was gone?” I swing my arm back and punish her the way she wants to punish me. “Did someone else get a taste of my cunt since I last had you, Sullivan?”
“No,” she chokes out. “I—”
“Did you fuck anyone else?”
“No!” Her breath comes out on a cry of pleasure and pain. “There is no one else.”
