She lifts her hands behind her, and I bind them together before sliding the condom down my hard length. I rub my hands down her back, smoothing them over her ass, seeing the red marks from my spanking last night. I want to do it again. I want to spank her until she cries out, my name falling from her lips as her ass stings from my hands, but I have to have her now. I can’t wait another second. Three times hasn’t been enough to fulfil me. I’m hoping four times will, so I can end this with her and move on from her and Maxwell.
I grab my dick and guide myself into her, groaning as her heat envelops me, wrapping me within her tight cunt. Gripping her hips, I fuck her. Hard.
It isn’t pretty.
It’s fast and brutal.
It isn’t making love.
It’s fucking at its finest; raw and beautiful and fucking powerful, for us both. She submits to me willingly, simply, almost desperately, and I take her, body and mind, making them both mine. I brand them with my own fucked up version of love. Because I don’t love like most. I love darkly, cruelly, and brutally, or not at all.
I hold on to her bound hands and lean over her, wrapping my body over hers so I’m everywhere—in her, on her, around her. So that I’m her everything and her nothing in that moment.
I fuck Patience until she’s filling the air with my name and her body is trembling around me. and then I fuck her again. Because with her, once is never enough. I feel like a starving man and her pussy is my oasis. I’ll devour her body, feasting on her sweet cunt until I’m sated.
Though my biggest fear is that I’ll never have had enough of her.
“Is it always like that for you?” she asks without judgment.
My eyes are closed, embracing the darkness behind my lids as I come back down from the high I’m on. And what a fucking high it is. I’m floating on bliss, moving through calm and diving headfirst into the unknown, and I’m not afraid of it. For once, I embrace the calm and quiet instead of searching for the darkness.
“Yeah,” I grunt out honestly.
“Okay,” she replies thoughtfully.
I open my eyes, letting the day back into my world, and look over at her. She lays next to me, her head on the white cotton pillows, staring at me.
“What?” I bite. She shrugs, and I blow out a breath. “What?” I ask again.
“I’m just wondering why. I don’t mind, and I don’t care. It’s just different, you know? How does a man like you come to being like that?”
Jesus, she’s innocent and blind and has no fucking clue who I am. I don’t want to reveal that side of me, the part that embraces the dark and distasteful. I don’t want her to think anything of me other than good.
Well, after today, she won’t think anything of you but hate, my subconscious pipes up.
I groan and sit up, the covers falling to my lap as I drag my hands through my hair.
“I’m not sick, Patience. There’s nothing wrong with me,” I growl. “I just like to be in control.”
She sits up too, holding the covers to her chest. “No, you like to dominate, and that’s different from being in control.”
“Don’t fucking judge me,” I snap, though deep down, I know she isn’t. And I’m not angry at her for asking either.
I’m angry at myself.
At the fucking world for bringing me into it and taking my mother away from me.
At Maxwell.
And at the fucking Elite for putting me in this situation, because she doesn’t deserve this.
“Sam, I’m not…I wouldn’t,” she soothes, her hand on my shoulder. But I don’t need or want her sympathy. And I certainly don’t need her judgment.
“What about you?” I grit out. “You saved yourself all this time for the perfect man and all you get is me. How pathetic is that? Was it worth it, Patience?” I sneer with a jerk of my chin.
She stares in confusion before recoiling from me like I’m some sort of monster. Her eyes narrow. “First of all, I wasn’t a virgin. I haven’t been pining after you all these years wondering if you were going to come find me and take my virginity, you fucking asshole. And second, yes.”
I narrow my eyes, feeling like a complete prick for thinking she was a virgin. Fucking Sebastian put that in my head and I ran with it. Patience is a beautiful and intelligent woman. Of course she wasn’t going to be a fucking virgin.
