Page 35 of Hide From Me

“Raylen,” I say a little more sternly this time, and she lets out an aggravated growl that makes my hips snap harder than I intended. She growls in frustration, lashes fluttering as her head tilts back, exposing her throat.

“I’m not being too rough, am I?” I ask, hesitating.

“You’re not being rough enough,” she huffs. “Stop being so—”

I cut her off, grabbing her chin and forcing her to look at me. She hesitates, her eyes going wide, her body tensing in a way that makes me groan just as hard as it makes my heart hammer. I did something wrong; I can tell I did. My thumb soothes over her jaw, eyes flicking between hers, but just as quickly as that panic flashed over her features, it disappears into a scowl.

“So sweet,” She snarls, and I let out a bitter laugh with a shake of my head as she squirms, trying to get me to move again. “It’s not what we agreed to.”

There it is. The thing that shatters me.Agreed to.Like, this is a business deal. Her hand raises to mine, gripping around it until she's forcing my fingers into her jaw hard enough her molars form through the flesh.

“Damn you,” I whisper, pulling back to slam into her hard enough to rattle the bench. Her mouth drops open in a silent cry.

“Is this what you want?” I snarl, fingers biting into her jaw, the harder she grips them. “You want me to fuck you like a whore?”

“God Moe, yes.” She whines and my composure wavers. She looks good like this, eyes watering with each deep rough thrust I force into her—but it’s not what I wanted. That thought only irritates me more. Why can’t she just let me—

“Take it off please.” She begs, reaching for my shirt. I lean back and smack her hand away.

“No.” I growl. If she would’ve asked me a few moments ago I probably would’ve—I would’ve shown her every inch of me and given her all the answers she’d need about my battered skin but obviously we’re still not on the same page.

“Keep your hands to yourself and take my cock. That’s all you want anyway isn’t it?” I taunt and she grins. She fuckinggrins. I’m supposed to be pissed but the sight has my dick swelling, a string of curses falling from my mouth.

My thrusts become more desperate and sloppy as I focus on her cunt sucking me back in. I can’t look at her right now—if I do I’ll fucking fall apart like some love sick puppy. I hate that she does this to me–that she makes me want to show her all of myself; the good, the bad, thereal.

She flinches. “Please—I want—”

I want to give her every scar, every fracture of who I am. But not now. Not when she won’t let me give her more than this.

I release her jaw to grip her thighs and spread them wider, pounding into her like I need to fuck the ache out of me. It's rough, hard, fast, raw, and everything I didn't want it to be tonight.

Her cries rise, echoing off the hilltop,

“That’s it,” I groan. “Grab the table. Fuck back into me.”

She does—like if somehow obeying my command is giving her more power than me.

“It’s a good thing you know how to listen,” I pant, “since you don’t know how to shut your mouth.”

Her eyes lock on mine, and fuck—it breaks me. She looks at me like I'm more than some monster in her story, but she won't let me love her like she's my happy ending.

“I was going to make it feel so good,” I suck in a harsh breath and my nails dig the supple flesh of her thigh hard enough the skin along my knuckles strain but I can’t bring myself to care as the heat begins to build in my abdomen and my hips stutter, “I was going to be easy—make you love every fucking second—but you just had to go and ruin the moment.”

“Ruin me, baby.” Raylen chokes through shallow breaths.God fucking damn it. I whimper. I fucking whimper at the words that fall from her mouth—at the damn pet name she turns againstme.

“Look at me,” I choke out, hips slamming against her thighs. “Watch me destroy your perfect little cunt since you won’t let me worship it.”

I shift, knee bracing the bench, hips pounding into her. Her eyes screw shut still deliberately disobeying my command as her jaw goes slack.

“I’m gonna come, Moe. It’s right—” She clenches down so hard I swear she’s trying to rip me apart.

“Then fuckin’ do it, sunshine. And get used to it because it’s the only dick you’ll be coming around for as long as I have you,” I growl, leaning closer, letting my breath mingle with hers as her eyes cross and her jaw slackens, releasing a hoarse cry.

If I weren’t so dead set on proving a point, I’d fill her so full of my come right now that there’d be no doubt who she belongs to, but as much as I’m a selfish man, I’m also a stubborn one. Steadying my breathing, I let her ride out her orgasm. Each flutter of her walls teases my cock with the need to let go.

“I’m on birth control.” She pants, her lashes fluttering to try and focus on my gaze. “Please…”

I wouldn’t give a fuck if she weren’t to be completely honest.

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