Fighter by Kristianna Sawyer

Fighter by Kristianna Sawyer

Author:Kristianna Sawyer [Sawyer, Kristianna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amourisa Press
Published: 2016-12-14T16:00:00+00:00


10

Paxton

I couldn’t believe I had done that. I had taken Mia like I was a fucking animal or something. Even knowing it was consensual, and that she had seemed to want it just as much as I wanted to give it to her, I still felt sick that I had been so uncontrolled.

In one way though, I also felt incredibly better. Perhaps I had found an even better outlet than beating myself to a bloody pulp as I thrashed on an opponent or a kick bag.

Her trust in me made an unfamiliar emotion well in me, causing warmth to fill my chest and making it almost difficult to breathe. She had to have trusted me, because not only had she verbalized it, but she had shown it. She had basically dared me to do my worst, completely confident that would not encompass the point where I would cross the line and hurt her.

Guiltily, I acknowledged I probably had hurt her a few times, but she had never told me to stop. In fact, she’d seemed to get off on it as much as I had. When her pussy contracted around me at the end, drawing out the most amazing orgasm of my life, I didn’t see how she couldn’t have enjoyed the experience.

I rolled over onto my back, wincing as I became aware of the scratch marks and the gouges in my skin. We had left our marks on each other, and for some reason, that made me grin like a damned fool.

Thankfully, rather than be offended, a similar grin crossed her face before she burst into laughter. I couldn’t help chuckling as well, and it escalated to a full belly laugh, until we rolled together, holding each other in our mirth. I wasn’t entirely sure what we were laughing about, and I didn’t think she knew either, but it was cathartic.

Slowly, laughter faded, until she was only hiccupping irregularly. I patted her back as she cleared away the last of hiccups, remembering how my mom used to soothe me in a similar fashion. Once she had fallen quiet, and I was no longer laughing like a loon, I asked, “Are you all right? Did I hurt you?”

She shook her head against my chest, sending strands of her blonde hair fanning across my skin. I flinched when I saw the blood mixed into the soft tresses. I knew it came from my hands, but I still didn’t like the sight of blood on her. I could have completely lost it, and it would have been her blood, not mine.

What the hell had I been thinking? As quickly as that, my mood threatened to nosedive from happy and almost relaxed back to darker, grimmer territory.

She lifted her head to look down at me. “No, I’m not hurting. I actually liked that. A lot.” A sexy flush rose from her chest up her neck to accompany the admission, cluing me in to her embarrassment.

My moods were certainly erratic today, and I could feel myself calming down and backing away from the edge of despair.



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