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I pull back and drive in, deeper this time, but controlled when all I want to do is slam into her over and over again until a loud banging makes my head snap toward the door.
Chapter Forty-Two
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh…
Suddenly I’m lifted in the air. Scout’s raspy voice is a low warning. “Don’t make a sound. Someone’s knocking on the door. I’m going to deal with it.”
He carries me into the bathroom, then he spins me around and sits me on the bathroom counter. The cold tile is shocking. Eyes flashing angrily, he shoves his condom-covered cock in his cargo pants and walks out of the bathroom, jerking the door closed after him.
I’m still breathing heavily when I look down and see my bound wrists.
My pants and panties are around my ankles. The deepest parts of my core are pulsing, I’m so wet, the cream from my pussy is all over my inner thighs.
For a few seconds I stare at my body in disbelief.
Who is this woman?
Not me. I never have wild, dangerous sex with strangers.
Okay, he’s not a stranger. But he’s wild.
And he’s definitely dangerous.
Yeah, this is real. Maybe a little too real.
The heavy glow of pleasure coursing through me suddenly spills out on one big exhale.
I lick my lips, and try to slow my breathing. But it’s too late. Something is happening.
Something bad. Tendrils of fear wrap around me like a giant sea creature.
Oh god, is this a flashback?
I’ve never had one. But my counselor warned me.
Pulse pounding in my ears, my lungs squeezing tight, I suddenly feel cold and hot, and queasy.
The room starts to shrink.
My throat dries. I rock back and forth.
God, no. Not now.
But the scars on my wrists are burning, throbbing below the fabric of my shirt. With my body shaking, I bite the knots Scout used to bind me, tugging them with my teeth.
When the door opens abruptly, I look up, but my vision is clouded by tears, my hearing fuzzed by the roar of emotion trapped inside my head.
“Oh, goddamn,” Scout says roughly.
“Red. Red…” Two words claw out of me.
His big hands wrap around my face. “I got you, Aria. I’m here. Shhh. It’s okay.”
“Un-un-untie me.” My teeth are chattering.
“Look at me.”
I blink furiously, trying to clear my vision. He brushes akiss over my forehead as a rumble shakes his body. “I’m right here. I’m going to untie you. You’re safe.”