Page 77 of Wicked Nasty

I silence her with another bruising kiss. "Don't fight it, baby," I growl against her lips. "This is where you belong. With me."

As our bodies move together in a frantic rhythm, a small part of my mind registers the wrongness of what we're doing. This isn't how I'd planned to win Becca back. But the primal need coursing through me drowns out all rational thought.

Becca moans. “Danny… I…”

“That’s it. Come for me, baby.” I slam my lips onto hers. “You are mine, Becs.All fucking mine.”

With a final, powerful thrust, I explode inside her, groaning her name as waves of pleasure wash over me. For a moment, we stay frozen, panting heavily, our bodies still joined.

I gently withdraw from her, planting a soft kiss on her full, rosy lips. “I intend to show you, every day, just how much you mean to me, Becca.”

Her breath catches in her throat and she stammers out my name.

“Danny….”

I grin, watching as she smooths out her skirt and I hastily pull up my pants. “You’re mine, and I plan to never let you forget that.”

Chapter twenty-one

Rebecca

Watermelon

Isprinttothebathroom, my heart racing with adrenaline. My face burns with a mix of arousal and fear.

That was...holy fuck.

That was dangerously exhilarating. Anyone could have caught me and Danny in the act...

I force myself to look in the mirror, trying to compose myself, but my hair is a tangled mess and my makeup is smeared from urgent kisses. A faint whimpering noise comes from one stall, snapping me back to reality as guilt and shame wash over me like scalding water.

I push open the heavy stall door, revealing Ally standing inside. Her usually bright eyes are red and swollen with tears, her cheeks streaked with mascara. I cautiously approach her, my heart racing with concern.

"Ally, are you okay?" I ask, trying to keep my voice calm.

She shakes her head, unable to speak as she rushes past me towards the sink. She frantically splashes water on her face, trying to wash away the evidence of her emotional breakdown. The sound of the rushing water mixes with her sobs, echoing through the empty bathroom. My heart aches for her as I stand there helplessly, unsure of what to say or do to comfort her in this moment of vulnerability.

“I’m so sorry. I thought I was alone.”

A soft smile curves my lips as I reply, "You're fine." My eyes flicker down to the towel in my hand, remnants of the wild encounter with Danny still clinging to its fabric. My thoughts drift to him and the way his lips devoured every inch of my skin, igniting a fire within me that still burns. I shiver as waves of pleasure wash over me at the memory. "Just cleaning up," I say, trying to steady my voice. “Is there anything I can help with?”

Ally shakes her head, a mixture of emotions swirling in her eyes. "No," she says with a heavy sigh. "I'm just so confused. I love this person with all my heart, but I can't keep going through this cycle of uncertainty and pain. It's tearing me apart."

As I listen to her words, memories flood my mind - of Danny and myself, of Cat and Penny with their own tumultuous relationships.

"Boys can be the worst," I say with a wry chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.

Ally lets out a genuine laugh, though there is still sadness behind it. "That they are. He can be so sweet and loving one moment, but then he turns into this cold, cruel person the next."

I raise my eyebrow, a mischievous glint in my eye as I understand exactly what she means. "Well, considering Ryan is part of the Elite Five..." Ally's eyes widen in shock and she gasps, unable to believe that I figured it out.

"How did you know? I never even said his name!" she exclaims in disbelief.

I chuckle, the memories flooding back as I look at her knowingly. "I've seen. I've heard. After all, I lived with Danny."

Ally lets out a deep sigh, her shoulders sagging as she rests them against the cool bathroom counter. "It's so complicated with Ryan. At first, I just needed his help. But then... it turned into something more. How do you escape them?"

A bitter smile tugs at my lips as I remember Penny's words. "You can't. They become a part of you, buried under your skin like a tattoo."

---