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“I asked you a question, Hailey. I didn’t get an answer. Tell me you love it when—” He moves the head of his cock to my entrance, forcing his way inside, the sudden intrusion making my back arch and fingers tighten on the sheets. “Tell me you love it when I fuck you like I don’t care about you.” His hips rock intome faster, the sound of flesh meeting flesh so loud I’m sure the whole floor can hear it.

He never fucks me like he doesn’t care. He’s hard and demanding with his cock, but every other part of him worships my body. He’s always close, making me feel wanted,needed.

“Tell me you love it when I fuck you like a cheap, dirty,slut.”

My muscles seize and the air escapes my lungs in an instant. Reality blurs so fast it makes me sick.

“It’s okay, pretty girl,” Nash says, his voice distorted, his hand gliding down my back. “Degradation isn’t your thing.”

We’re both naked, close, skin on skin, but somehow he’s touching me through layers and layers of fabric.

I can barely hear him.

I can barely feel him while he thrusts into me, leaning over my back to shower my neck with small kisses.

It’s like he’s kissing me through a pane of glass.

I try anchoring myself in the present to hold on to reality, but it swirls, spins, and blurs. My world splinters apart. I fall through the mattress, through the floor, and emerge in a different room. I’ve seen it before and during the past few weeks of those flashbacks, I realized that it’s my bedroom in Ohio.

“Dirty fucking slut,”Alex snaps, tearing off his t-shirt to wipe the puke off his cock.“Look what you’ve done!”

I’m heaving, doubling over by the wall, and retching onto the floor, panting for air.

“I couldn’t breathe,”I choke out.“I’m sorry, I—”

“Sorry?”He throws his t-shirt on the floor, tucking his cock back into his pants.

There’s puke there, too, mixing with swirling saliva.

“I wasthisfucking close. You’re supposed to breathe through your nose! How many times do I have to tell you?!”Stomping across the room, he opens my closet, pulling out a t-shirt from the back.

He yanks it on and it fits him perfectly, which means he kept clothes in my room. Why? How often did he have to change after shoving his cock down my throat for so long he made me puke?

“Clean up the mess. I’ll finish in the bathroom and then I need to go. She’s waiting for me.”

The room fades.

I’m back at Lakeside. Back in Nash’s bed, my face nuzzled in his chest, his arms clasped around me. Tears slide down my cheeks and bile rises to irritate my throat, making me fight against Nash’s strong hold.

“Let me go,” I mumble, clasping a hand over my mouth.

Normally, he wouldn’t. He’d hold me tighter, kiss my head, stroke my hair, but the urgency of my voice coupled with how pale and clammy I feel makes him lift both arms.

I jump out of bed, bolting into the bathroom, and reach the toilet just in time to see the burgers and fries we had earlier come pouring back out of my mouth.

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Itie Hailey’s hair into a ponytail, gathering her blonde locks in a tight fist as I crouch behind her, gently stroking her bare back.

I don’t speak. Not yet. I don’t have the words. My mind’s racing, my gut heavy,restlesslike a nest of snakes in full sun. Itriggered whatever memory it was that sank its claws into her. It was thecheap, dirty slutthat sent her over, and my head’s full of Alex degrading my girl.

He didn’t do it in bed. It couldn’t have been the kinky kind I had in mind. They never had sex. Hailey told me she didn’t realize she was a virgin because she remembers fooling around with Alex, but never elaborated.

I should’ve asked more questions, but I didn’t want to know any more about thefooling around. I fucking hate that he ever touched her. I hate that he kissed her. I didn’t need more visuals in my head... now I regret not asking.

Alex must’ve called her a slut with a different intent to mine. I wanted to know how deep Hailey’s submissive side runs, what gets her wet, what makes her pussy clench around my cock harder. Some women love degradation. While I’m not a fan, especially not since Hailey became my focus point, I’d do it. I’d do anything she enjoys because her pleasure is my priority.