Page 36 of Sorrow

And thenhestarts to move.

Slow, deep thrusts at first as his hands roam my body, and he fucking whimpers against the back of my neck. “So... tight.” He snaps his hips harder, shocking my system to the point that I can’t get any sound out at all. Grasping the sheets, mouth open, eyes wide — all I can do is take it.

But hearing him, knowing how it must feel? Something happens. My body shudders, I relax, and a rush of heat floods through me.

It may not be where I wanted, but Hayes Sarro — my brother’s best friend — is actually fucking me. My ass screams at me in protest the harder he snaps his hips, but feeling this man lose control because of what my body is doing for him makes it feel good. Like I want more.

“H-harder,” I gasp out, noting the way that one word makes him pulse inside of me. He may tell me to be quiet, but he could never deny what my words do to him.

“Samara,” he growls, speeding up as he covers my mouth with his left hand.

It becomes too much too quickly, making me squirm, making me scream — making me cry. But it’s unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. It’s awkward and painful, but satisfying in ways I couldn’t have anticipated. Hayes Sarro is tearing my ass apart.

He can grandstand all he wants, but I feel him shaking. This isn’t some training exercise with his best friend’s little sister... he wanted this. At least a little part of him wanted this, maybe even with me specifically.

The moment he moves his hand, I blurt, “Have you pictured this, Hayes? All the times I had an attitude, the fights we got in? Did you picture bending me over andsplitting my tight little ass open? Punishing me?”

“Yes!” he admits loudly, all growly and angry like he didn’t mean to say it. “Fuck.”

His hips falter, fingers dig into my skin, and I swear I become a god. I get it now, why people use their bodies to get what they want. The power here, the control? He can do whatever he wants to me. I’ll always know the truth.

“You wanted to mark me, Hayes, then do it. Inside and out. Show me.”

Teeth sink into my skin so hard I gasp loudly, the warm trickling sensation of blood dripping down my shoulder making my eyes widen in shock as he continues to fuck me like an animal.

He didn’t even hesitate.

My blood is in his mouth, and instead of pulling away in disgust, I can tell it’s only made him more feral.

My head swims as my stomach gets tight. For a moment, I think I’m going to throw up or something — and then he touches me.

The friction on my clit shatters me, pushing me into an orgasm I didn’t even know was building. My tears are salty as they drip from my face onto my tongue, and I know I’m too loud.

Too fucking loud.

“Good girl. I knew it wouldn’t take much to make you come with my cock in your ass. Knew you’d be worth every fucking dollar.”

His hand clasps over my mouth again just before he shoves two fingers inside to gag me, and when my entire body tenses from the intrusion, I feel his cock jump and then a burning warmth as he floods my ass without any attempts to pull out.

His deep groan vibrates against my neck, grounding me as he continues to throb. The feeling is jarring, but... fucking addicting. I suck his fingers gently as I let my eyes close, enjoying the weight of him on top of me, how full I feel, what a mess I am. My cheeks are sticky with tears and I can feel the cold, tacky feeling of drying blood on my shoulder, but I did it.

I survived.

For a while, we just lay there coming down together with heavy breaths, his touch turning softer after he removes his hand from my face and caresses my throat. “You took me so well, Hurricane.”

Fighting a sarcastic laugh, I mumble, “Not really. I don’t think I was supposed to cry.”

Tentatively, he reaches up to swipe away my tears before the unmistakable sound ofhim sucking them clean fills my ears, and then I feel that sinful tongue swipe over the bite mark he left behind. “Yeah... you were.”

Fuck.

He wanted me to cry.

He wanted me to bleed.

Something tells me I should hate him even more for it, but I don’t. It’s the only thing he’s ever done to me that was honest. No holding back, no hiding. Just Hayes.

And now it’s over.

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