Page 171 of Aftershock
“If you think I want you any less because you stalked me, you’re dead wrong.”Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.“I fucking love it.”
“There’s more. I forgot earlier, but I did want to hurt people at one time. I started planning how I’d kill Hope’s parents. But she said no.” The confession is a whisper, one she lets out between small cries of pleasure that drive me insane. “She said—oh,fuck, you’re deep—I’d get caught. That no matter how much money I threw into covering mytracks, there was always a risk. So I never did. As much as I wanted it.”
This new information changes things.
It’s violence coming from my Lilith.
Stunned, my movement falters, and I look at her. Really look at her, without worrying she’ll break free the first chance she gets.
And what I see is…
She’s as honest as she’s ever been. There’s no fear hiding behind her gaze. No hesitation.
I’ve spent so long believing I carried the darkness alone. That loving her meant keeping that distance intact, until I found the right time to explain myself.
But there she is, staring at me like there was never a distance to begin with.
Whatever’s been holding my mind captive leaves me slowly as I try to wrap my head around it.
I’m about to untie her binds.
Then a memory creeps in. The last skeleton hanging in my closet.
The one truth she hadn’t uncovered when she went through the more recent entries in my notebook.
The one that might make her hate me all over again.
Nothing to do about it now but to confess.
I keep rocking my hips. “There’s something I haven’t told you too.”
“What?” She lifts her chin, brave as ever.
The tension in the room is thick enough to suffocate on. Instead of choking on it, I lock my eyes with Lilith’s, pulling out slowly.
“What?” she repeats.
“I.”
I thrust my cock deep and mercilessly in one stroke, catching Lilith’s scream with my palm, groaning at the delicious vibration against my skin.
“Killed.”
Nothing beats this. This joining of bodies. This harsh, unforgiving pummeling that makes her come when I hit her pussy at just the right angle.
“Your.”
The aftershocks of her orgasm barely subside before I tilt my hips, my pubic bone grazing her clit as I drive into her.
“Mother.”
Her eyes snap wide open, but then she’s coming again on my cock. Her third orgasm is more violent than all the others that came before it. Her pussy sucks me in. Her breath is hot and heaving against my palm.
The scent of her, it’s everywhere.
I inhale it…
And fuck her as if it’s the last time. Without remorse, while staring into the deepest, most beautiful pale-blue eyes.
