With both his hands on my ass, he bounces me up and down so hard and fast, a raw sound ripping out of me, my head nuzzling into his sweaty chest. “Jacob, fuck!”
It hurts so bad but feels so damn good.
“You like that huh? You like my dick deep inside you huh baby?” he says, his voice full and commanding as a deep, guttural noise tears out of him when he drives into me with the next thrust.
“Yes, you feelsogood daddy.” My voice trembles on the words, my eyes heavy from the sensation and from how easily he’s bouncing me.
I don’t pull the daddy card often—that’s not usually my thing—but today is anything but normal. Today is about answers. He’s here for one reason and one reason only, and if I have to pull every trick I’ve ever learned, I will.
Whatever it takes to get the answers I need.
He clamps one arm around me, locking me against his chest as he uses his strength to drive me up and down like instinct’s taken over. His other hand goes to the center of my ass, guiding one finger in slowly, as my pussy tightens around his cock.
“Your ass is so tight, fuck. I’m going to fuck this again soon.” He exhales hard as my breaths quicken, feeling myself tense up. He fingers my ass, my pussy swallowing his dick, sliding in deep with zero resistance.
My tongue traces the rim of his ear as I lean in and whisper, “I love you so much. Fuck—you feel so good.”
He pulls me closer, shoving his finger even deeper into my ass, kissing me hard, “I love this pussy,” he drawls, his voice dropping into a harsh groan.
I feel my myself clenching tighter, his finger going in and out fast, our faces drenched in sweat. My orgasm hits me like a shock to my spine—sharp and impossible to outrun. Heat floods through me so fast my breath catches, my whole body trembling as it tears through me in uncontrollable waves. I grip onto him, every nerve lit up, every sound dragging out of me whether I want it or not.
It comes out of me so fast and intense that it lands against his chest, dripping down his thighs and I don’t even feel bad. He knew having me at this angle would have me squirting like a spray bottle rather than my normal oozing orgasms.
Pulling his finger out of my ass, he lifts me up before dropping me down hard and fast, filling me up completely. “You’re so fucking sexy baby.” He growls still inside me, licking the side of my face.
We’re both gasping, trying to pull in air, his arms locked around me while I press my forehead to his chest like I’m afraid he’ll disappear if I let go. I cling to him even tighter, because after everything we just did—I earned it.
We sit for a minute, both of us trying to get our breath back, until my legs finally stop trembling enough for me to pretend I can stand. Before I can even try, he scoops me up and carries me to the bed. He lays me down gently, then goes to the closet to grab my towel.
Towel riding low on his hips, he kisses me softly. “I’m gonna start us a shower,” he says low, before heading for the door.
Coming down from the high, my heart beats almost loud enough to drown out my thoughts.This is it. The moment I’ve been waiting for.
“Okay, babe. I’ll be right there—just let me convince my legs to work again,” I breathe out a faint laugh.
He grins, smirking like he knows he owns me. “Okay, sexy. Don’t have me waiting too long.”
The instant the door shuts, I grab his phone sitting innocent as hell on the dresser just a few feet away. It’s black screen and blank face looks harmless.
But I know better.
This phone is far from innocent—it’s the vault holding every answer I’ve been too scared to face, the ones that can change everything.
Chapter Fourteen
Damaged Beyond Repair
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move swiftly, every sound suddenly feeling magnified—the creak of the floor under my toes, the hum of the air vent, even cars passing outside my window. But my pulse drowns it all out the second I snatch his phone off the dresser.
The screen lights up in my shaky hand, and my fingers type in his password before my brain catches up. Of course I remember it. Part of me loves that—another part hates that I held onto it for a just in case moment.
And now here I am, living the exact moment I never wanted.
I go straight for his messages. My stomach twists as I skim past the usual suspects—work buddies, cousins, even my own thread—until my eyes land on a name that makes my entire body numb.
Rebecca.
