She is now barely holding herself upright. Her head is lolled to the side, hair plastered to her face, chest heaving in uneven breaths. Water pools in her lap, the dress creating a sort of layer between her and the ground.
Dante straightens and then glances over at me. “Leave her.”
He walks away without another word.
The silence afterward is suffocating. Fitting considering what I had just done.
I now stand here, frozen and unsure of what to do with myself.
She lifts her head just enough to look at me as water inches down her face. Her eyes are inflamed and glassy.
“Coward.” She whispers.
There is nothing I can say to that.
I had just become the thing I hate the most.
Chapter Twelve
Everleigh
? One yearbefore current events. ?
“Harder.”
A gasp escaped my throat with each thrust.
My walls tightened around his shaft as his calloused hands trailed down my skin, gripping my waist and forcefully pulling me back into him. I took every bit of his girth as he fucked me into oblivion.
The tip of his cock pounded into my cervix.
He moaned out, “Fuck...”
His right hand left my waist and moved into my hair, shoving my face into the pillow as histhrusts quickened.
I struggled against his control, trying to free my face from the pillow.
I hated breath-play.
He gripped my hair close to the scalp in a tight fist and pulled my face up to meet his, lessening my anxiety for the moment. “How does it feel not to have control?”
He already drove my face back into the fabric yet again, cutting off my oxygen.
This time, he rammed into my core deeply causing me to arch my back inward. He didn’t let up and his moans grew louder as he pushed further into my depth.
I barely took in any air and started to feel the side effects of it.
My body trembled, and I felt myself slowly going slack beneath his weight.
As I did, he moved his other hand from my waist, sliding along my inner thigh until it settled over my throbbing clit.
I didn’t fight him as he rubbed circles over my sensitivity, sending a wave of heat through my body.
His hand quickened at the same time his thrusts did. I felt myself fading out of consciousness as my core throbbed and electricity shot through me.
The bed shifted as he removed himself from me.
I decided to take control, rolling onto my back to face him, bracing myself on one arm as I reached up to grasp his length. I begun to pump his cock steadily, squeezing it slightly.
