I listened to her body and was completely in tune with what it needed, what sheneeded.
I slapped her again, and her body stiffened. I plunged my fingers inside her, pushing past any resistance, and brought her to a body shakingorgasm.
"Harrison,” shescreamed.
At the sound of my name on her orgasmic cries, I couldn't hold it in anylonger.
"Oh fuck," I growled through gritted teeth as my legs buckled. I dropped to my knees and came in my pants. I waited for my own body to stop shaking. I rested my forehead againstBrooklyn'ship.
She reached back and ran her fingers throughmyhair.
My body shivered. Her touch comforted me. It affirmed we were in the same place. We stayed like that, connected, inharmony.
A minute later, we were milesapart.
Brooklyn squirmed away from myfingers.
I withdrew from her pussy, adjusted her thong, and pulled herskirtdown.
It took effort for me tostandup.
Brooklyn pushed herself up and scanned the room. She wouldn't lookatme.
I reached out and touchedherhand.
She pulleditback.
"I'm sorry," she said with tears inhereyes.
"Brook—" She backed away from me with herhandsup.
"No.Don't."
Her eyes locked onto mine, and my chest pounded at the pain and confusion inhereyes.
She needed care, security, andattention.
When I stepped toward her, she backed upagain.
She bent down and picked up hershoes.
I reachedforher.
"Biscuit," she said, and held a shoe out in front of her as if she needed a weapon to protectherself.
My worldcrumbled.
"Brooklyn.Please."
She recoiled from my outstretched hand, covered in her. When she turned her back to me, I knew I hadfuckedup.
"I shouldn't have come here. I . . . I'm so sorry, Harrison." She looked over her shoulder but not in my eyes. "It won't happenagain."
And with that bombshell,sheleft.
The oxygen in the room left with her. I sucked in a breath over the crushing sensation in my chest. I sat down on the bench, rubbing the spot where her tears had pooled after experiencing the orgasm of her life. Her body reacted as if it had been building up pressure for years, releasing in an explosion that shook us both tothecore.
Maybe she could go back to her life and pretend like nothinghappened.