Need: A Rough Romance by Trent Evans

Author:Trent Evans [Evans, Trent]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2021-11-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Eva

I stumbled into the darkened bedroom, shouldering the door open and sprawling upon the huge bed. Only the low light of the side table lamps lent any illumination. My mind and heart were whirling at a million miles an hour, trying to make sense of what we’d just done.

It had been rough, animalistic, even painful at times…and I’d loved it. Even now, his thick, viscous seed leaking down my inner thighs had me shuddering again in need.

I wanted him again, even though I know what we’d just done was a serious, perhaps fatal, mistake. It risked complicating things far more than they already had been—and things were a complete mess as it was.

Still, part of me was reveling in being in this bed once more…a place I never thought I’d visit again. Like so much else about the house, it hadn’t changed one bit. He’d even kept the overstuffed covers and fine, luxurious sheets, my body sinking sumptuously into them the way I’d always relished when we were still together.

Were?

That thought was even crazier than what we’d just done. It was an even worse idea to confuse fucking with anything other than pent-up tension and unresolved attraction.

Being drawn to Nick was always the least of my issues with him. Apparently, that hadn’t changed even with a long separation.

And it was with not a tiny bit of distress that I wondered if that attraction had only grown in that intervening time.

Still, that was the most minor of issues considering what he’d just done to me.

That I’d wanted it, and that he’d seemed intent on giving it to me no matter what—save me uttering those words which seemed almost mythical in my mind at that point—should have left me upset, enraged, perhaps even hurt.

Instead, he’d left me wet, panting, and needing to come perhaps more than I could ever remember in my life.

Getting off on being forced, now?

Only it wasn’t that, not quite. But it was certainly stepping right up to the edge of it. The experience seemed to have tapped into a deep, dark river of need and lust I had no idea flowed through me.

Who was this man? And why had he never shown his face while we were actually married?

You are still married. A rather important detail, don’t you think?

“Why are you still wearing clothes?” Nick rumbled as he slipped inside the room, catching me totally off-guard. I almost yelped in surprise, so deep had I sunk into my own thoughts.

“Come here.” He took me by the forearm, his grip like steel, and yanked me stumbling off the bed. I collided with his chest, my head swimming a moment. He slapped my hands away as I began to pull the tie securing my sweater. “No. Hands down, slut.”

Brusquely, my body being pulled this way and that, he stripped me, the sound of tearing thread making me wince as he flung the sweater to the floor. Then he savagely hauled my bra off, accompanied by the muffled snap of the underwire giving way.

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