“You sure?” he asks, buttoning the buttons. “You look a little pale. Was I too rough?”
I shake my head. “No.”
My heart beats fast. Too fast.
He comes to me, dressed in his shirt and underwear, his hair wet and messy. He hooks one finger under my chin.
“You can tell me you know. You can be honest with me. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I think it’s too late for that. I think he’s already gutted me, and the bloodletting is coming, and I don’t think I’ll be able to stop it.
And I have to. For both our sakes.
Because this won’t end the way I want it to. In a few days, Aaron will take me home, and my job will be done.
And I’ll probably never see him again, especially if he gets the job. The one I’mhelpinghim get.
All this—this wonderful, fantastical trip, the perfect dates, the amazing sex…
It’s all going to disappear.
Because it’s not real.
It’s not fuckingreal.
“I know,” I whisper, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. “You weren’t. Too rough, I mean. I just…”
My voice catches in my throat as it all comes undone. Every kiss, every touch, every whisper.Baby. Little Prince. Come for Daddy. Would you want me if I was a regular guy? You’re so fucking perfect. Tell me how you want me. I love you.
And then, the awful memories push forth. The ones I thought I buried years ago.
“Louder, baby,” Garrett’s voice demands. He holds my hips with brutal force, his nails digging into my skin as he pushes past my resistance.
I gasp as he snaps his hips, my fingers gripping the sheets. It hurts. More than it should, but I know it’ll be over soon.
Tears start to form, and I can’t stop them. This is bad. This is so bad.
I push my hands into my eyes trying to stop it.
“You’re not done yet,” Garrett says, his hand smacking my ass once again.
I brace for his thrust, my legs shaking from the weight.
“He should be home any minute now…” he breathes, yanking my hair and forcing my head back to look at him and his wicked grin.
“Now, be a good boy and scream my name so my husband can hear it,” he bites.
“And if you do as I say, I’ll let you watch me fuck him.”
“Jacob—” Aaron pulls my hands down. “Look at me—”
How did I let myself get this deep? I suck in a breath as I try to push those thoughts away. It’s in the past, it’s in the past…
“It’s… been a while and just…”
His eyebrows furrow as he looks at me.
“Hey—” He pulls me into his arms and I bury my face against his chest.
