Page 80 of Bared Betrayal
“Tell me what happened between you and Sebastian’s mother.”
I take a deep breath, searching for the right words. It’s only fair she asks me something personal since she exposed her entire being to me last night. Her past. Her trauma. Her damage.
I glance down between us, my thumb touching the edge of her scar. It’s so fucking wrong how she got robbed of everything beautiful in her life. And there’s not a single part of me that doubts she’ll be a good mother. It pains me that she’ll never know that.
I clear my throat. “Well, we were young. I was just some cocky little shit from the wrong side of town, and she was a gold coast debutante. I guess she was going through a rebellious phase and caught my attention in the process.”
“Sounds like the start of a true love story.”
“A tragic one,” I say, pulling her back with me as I take a seat on the couch, letting her sit on my lap as I brush a hand up and down her arm. “We fell in love, but she kept me a secret from her parents. Elenor had no idea her perfect little girl was spending her time in the back of my beat-up Honda until she got knocked up with Sebastian.”
I took another breath. I don’t think I have ever told anyone the full truth, but for some reason, I want to tell her.
“I, uh…I wanted to marry her. Do right by her.” I lick my lips. “But one morning I showed up at her house after I hadn’t seen or heard from her in a week. Elenor told me she took her daughter somewhere safe from the likes of me, and if she ever saw me again she would have me arrested for statutory rape.”
“My God,” Kallie mutters.
An ache burns inside my chest. It always does whenever I take a stroll down miserable memory lane.
“It took me thirteen years to make something of myself and track them down. By the time I did, Sebastian’s mom was already dead. I wanted to take him and had lawyers at the ready to sue for custody if I had to. But Sebastian hated me. He was fed lies about me all his life, and led to believe I abandoned him and his mother. I wanted to tell him the truth, but when I saw how close he was to his grandpa, the relationship they had, I just couldn’t take that away from him. The damage had already been done, and if I took him, he would hate me more and he would lose the only father figure he had in his life.”
“You sacrificed your relationship to keep him happy.”
I stare over her shoulder. “I thought it was the right thing to do.”
“I’m sorry.” She kisses my chest. “I’m sorry Elenor took Sebastian from you.”
“Yeah, she’s a special kind of bitch, that one.”
“I cannot agree with you more.”
I touch her chin, bringing her lips close to mine, kissing her softly. Somehow, she calms the ache. Kissing her, holding her, touching her now makes the pain of my past seem to fade into the background. We’re like two broken pieces that somehow…make a whole.
She deepens the kiss, palming my face in her soft hands, her naked body like silk against mine. I can so easily lose myself in this woman. Iwantto lose myself in her. But reality is knocking at my skull like a jackhammer on the goddamn sidewalk. Sebastian will be home soon. She should know. I should tell her.
Should’ve. Could’ve. Not going to.
I brush my lips across her jaw. “You feel like playing, baby girl?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Get up.”
She obeys without hesitation, and I grab her waist as I get to my feet and pivot her around, pulling her back against my chest. “You know what I want to do to you?” I bring one hand up, wrapping my fingers around her throat. “I want to strap you to a canvas, dip the flogger and whip into different colors, and strike your perfect fucking body.” She moans, and I suck air through my teeth as I reach down to her pussy, finding her so fucking wet. “I want to see the paint splash onto the canvas with each strike and keep going until there’s a perfect outline of you in an explosion of color.”
She’s practically panting for me, her eyes closed and mouth open.
“You want that, don’t you?”
She sways her hips, her naked ass brushing against my cock. “Yes, sir.”
“Soon,” I promise, dragging my tongue up the side of her neck. “Right now, I want to put another plug into you. You came so beautifully for me when I fucked your ass, and you are going to do it again. But I am going to give you a choice,” I rasp just below her ear, sliding a finger through her wet slit. “While the plug is inside you, priming your ass for me, do you want to keep my cock warm with this tight little cunt while I give these tits the attention they deserve? I bet your pussy will get my cock wet enough I will just glide into your perfect ass.”
She lets out a breathy moan that is almost enough to have me bending her over right here.
“Or do you want me to clamp these perfect nipples and put you against that window, letting all of Chicago watch as I cane you?”
“Hmm,” she moans, leaning her head back against my shoulder.
