Page 99 of See Me

I enter her in one violent thrust. “You don’t know shit.” Putting one hand on the side of her head, I hold her down while I punish her. Punish her for seeing right through me. Punish her for the look in her eyes. The look that says more than I want to hear. The look that shows me the part of her I’m trying my fucking hardest to ignore.

She matches me in every way.

Tipping my hips to angle my cock along her front walls, I snake my hand around to stroke her clit, and fuck her with all I have left, making her moans the only sound she’s capable of. She pushes her ass back as her body grips me tight. There’s an analogy there I’m trying not to focus on, trying to keep her lightfrom gripping the rest of me. Her pussy pulses around me as she fights to lift her head off the table.

I release my hand from her head and she pushes herself up to rock her pussy on my cock, spasms wracking her body. I grip her hips and lift her until only her toes touch the floor and ram into her until my cock jerks, and I roar my release, not pulling out. “Fuck, baby.” I thrust into her, claiming her once more as my cum drips down her thighs.

Ella drops her chest to the table and goes completely limp as I fan my fingers over her back, slowly pulling out of her.

“Did you—”

“Yeah.”

I came inside her and didn’t even think twice about it. Not once did I have any intention of pulling out. I wanted every inch of her marked by me, and I did it without her consent.

Jesus fucking Christwhat is happening?

Leaving her splayed over the table, I retrieve a towel from the bathroom and run it under warm water, at war with myself the entire time. I’m not at all bothered by the fact that I fucked her senseless without a condom. I am, however, a fucking wreck considering it’s not something we discussed beforehand and she had no say in the matter.

I may also be slightly thrown off kilter because it’s never been like that before. That raw, that passionate, that primal, ever, and I don’t at all like the feeling in my chest when I think about it. I’ve never felt so exposed and yet, even when she pisses me off, the only thing I want is for her to come again, squeeze me harder, scorch me with her soul-crushing gaze, I’m practically salivating for it.

As I return to the dining room, I find her perched on the table, chewing the inside of her cheek. When I stand in front of her, Ella widens her legs for me to get closer, leaning back on her hands. She studies my face, curiosity painting her features.I run the cloth over her, and when I get to the inside of her thighs, she pulls her legs up and spreads them wide open for me, biting her lip. I raise a brow and meet her eyes. She smiles, and I can’t hold back my grin.

“Tossing that shy right out the window, huh?” I skim the cloth up and down her thighs, trying to wipe away the proof of my transgression, wishing it this easy with every other part of my life.

“Right next to your control.” My eyes find hers and humorous light dances in her sapphire blues. I send up a silent prayer to anyone listening because lord knows she could have me by the balls for that stunt, and I wouldn’t even fight her on it.

I hang my head, fists on the table between her spread legs. “I know. It was stupid.”

“It was. I got that covered though, so don’t worry about it.”

I nod, head still hanging, unable to look at her. When the realization kicks in that she meant birth control, my heart rackets against my ribs. The painful flashes of my past flit through my head, and I squeeze my eyes shut, willing them away.

“Why?” she asks after a beat of silence.

I bring my gaze to meet hers, and she drops her legs to hang off the table. “Why what?” I’m not sure what question she’s asking, and I need a minute to clear my head of the torturous haze currently taking up residence there.

“Why do you need to control everything?”

I scoff. “I don’t need to control everything.”

She squints her eyes and cocks her head. “I think you do. You did everything you could to set me on fire, and when you succeeded, you then did everything you could to hold me down, tocontrolme. I’m not saying I didn’t enjoy that,” shelicks her lips and smiles, “quite the opposite, in fact. But the minute I pushed back, you lost it.”

I stand fully and run my hand back and forth over my chin. “Did I hurt you?” I can’t even look at her.

She leans forward and puts herself in my line of sight, peering up at me while pulling my hand away from my face. “Do I look hurt?”

“No.”

“Look, I just spread my legs wide open and let you choke me—”

“Jesus, Ella.” I absently scratch the back of my neck.

She laughs. “I’m just saying. You kind of set me free a little bit just now. That was… I don’t even have words. It was amazing.”

I lean in and crowd her on the table, brushing the hairs off her face, and sigh. “You’re something else, you know that?”

Ella wraps her hands around my neck and meets my lips in a kiss so soft and sweet it hurts. When she pulls away, her eyes are full of humor. “I know. Now clean this mess up before Tuesday hurts herself.”

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