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I didn’t know it was possible, but somehow Hayes begins fucking me even harder. Our wet skin slaps together so loudly I worry someone might hear, but he doesn’t seem to care at all. All he seems to care about is filling my body up and claiming what’s his. “Gonna come. Goddamnit, Samara!”

Slamming deep inside me, Hayes comes with a guttural growl. Burying my face in his neck, I focus entirely on how it feels — him pulsing inside me, his heavy breaths, the warmth spreading through me. The rain washing away the sin I just committed. I feel complete, like I finally did something good.

Like I finally did something right.

“Everything hurts,” I whisper in his ear. “Is it supposed to hurt?”

“You’re asking someone who’s never had a pussy, but I imagine so. I think it hurts most girls the first couple times, but it’ll get easier. Good thing you like the pain.”

“Yeah, good thing,” I agree, biting the hell out of his neck. “Take me home.”

It makes him hiss a little, but I don’t miss the way his cock jerks.

Guess I’m not the only one that likes it.

“Brat,” he grumbles with a grin, setting me down on wobbly legs to help me get back in my shorts, and then he carries me to his car.

I can feel his cum leaking out of me and the blood trickling down my back from the wall, making a mess of me. It’s cold and warm all at once, and the only thing I can think of is how I’m absolutely going to get pneumonia.

“Did you guys find The Sons?”

Frowning, Hayes shakes his head. “Boo went to the station to see if anyone reported anything, though. We’ll get them one day.”

One day. That day feels a little further away now, but maybe it’s time I use my curse to my advantage.

I’m not down and out just yet.

24

The warmth of the shower should’ve helped me stop shivering, but I think I’m in shock. Fumbling my chance to get out of here, losing my virginity in an alley, and being pelted by freezing rain for the better part of an hour really seemed to fuck with my nervous system — so when I catch Hayes staring at me expectantly, I’m still bracing for something terrible to happen.

“What?” I ask, maybe a little sharply. “I’m fine.”

“You’re trembling,” he says unhelpfully, then pulls out one of his hoodies for me. “Put it on.”

Bossy, bossy. The forest green tent falls nearly to my kneecaps, but I immediately feel better. No wonder he wears these all the time. “Thanks. I really am fine, though. I’m not gonna get all weird on you if that’s what you’re worried about.”

“You? Not weird?” He chuckles quietly. “Now that’s weird. Get in the bed, Samara.”

The way the humor vanished from his voice with that command almost scares me. This is uncharted territory for us now — our bargain is technically over. At least... it should be. So why is he looking at me like it’s not?

Curiously, I climb into his bed and tuck my knees up under the hoodie. Let’s see if Carhartt can protect me from being vulnerable the way their clothing protects from everything else. “You seem tense. Are you tense?”

Climbing in after me, Hayes leans back against the headboard before giving me an answer. “No, actually. I mean, maybe a lit— what happened tonight? Before I found you.”

It’s so rare that Hayes Sarro stumbles over his words.

I just wish I could enjoy it a little more.

“You know, the usual. Girl tries to seduce boy, boy tells girl they have to be quiet because his girlfriend might hear. Girl decides she doesn’t care but then forgets absolutely everything she learned and completely blows it... boy’s girlfriend comes in and that was pretty much that.”

“Did she attack you?”

Ew, what? Screwing up my face, I shove his arm. “Does it look like I’m in jail? If that bitch would’ve come anywhere near me, she’d be dead. She just yelled a lot and he followed her out like a lost puppy.”

Something about my response makes him smile, but it’s gone in a flash. “So did you forget everything you knew... or did you just not actually want it with him anymore?”

He had to ask, didn’t he? Fucker. Exhaling hard, I remind myself that we promised not to lie to each other. “The second one. You were right, he did nothing to get me in the right headspace before he tried to choke me to death on his cock, and I was wrong about being able to handle it.”

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