He jerks and takes my shoulders, shaking me gently. “Does it matter?”

“Yes!” I scream.

“Jesus, Aria, I told you this was done.”

“So you rub it in my face,” I whimper, shoving his chest pointlessly again. “How can you just forget it that easily? You’re so . . . cold.”

He lets me go and steps back. “Because that’s what I fucking do.”

I look up at him, blinking through my tears. “So that’s it? You’re fucking her and you’re going to do the same to her as you did to me.”

“Yeah.”

I gasp for air and press a hand to my chest. “I have to go. I can’t . . . I can’t do this.”

I turn and rush towards the trees.

“Like you weren’t just doing the same thing!” he yells after me.

I stop and turn stiffly. “I thought about it, but I couldn’t go through with it. I have a heart, unlike you.”

Then I disappear into the darkness.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

NOW

I don’t even change—I just kick my shoes off and slide into my bed. I pull the covers over my head and I cry myself into a restless sleep. I’m woken what seems like only minutes later to the sound of my window being pushed open. I can’t see a damned thing, and my body freezes in fear as I hold my breath, wondering what the hell is happening.

I hear the thumping of feet, and I sit up quickly, crying out, “Who the hell is there?”

“It’s me.”

Blade? I blink a few times, rubbing my eyes. I must be hearing things. “Blade?”

“Yeah.”

“W-w-what?”

The floorboards creak as he strides over to my bed. Boots thump on the floor, then the sounds of rustling clothes before the bed dips. Suddenly his presence is over me, his face right in front of mine. I don’t understand.

“What are you doing here?”

“I can’t do it.”

“Do what?”

“Pretend anymore.”

I swallow.

“I fuckin’ want you, Aria.”

Oh boy.

“So fuck it.”

Then he leans forward and crushes his lips over mine. I gasp into his mouth, but it doesn’t last long. Soon I’m clinging to him, letting him lay me back down. One of his arms is tucked behind my head, and the other is cupping my face. He kisses me long and deep, taking my breath away. When he pulls back, I’m panting and so damned wet. “I didn’t fuck her,” he murmurs.

Oh.

Thank God.

“But I’m going to fuck you.”

Yes, please.

He tugs my dress. “Get this off.”

He moves off me and I slide my clothes off, not even hesitating. When I’m naked, he pushes me back down onto the bed. “Hands above your head, and put a pillow over your mouth. I’m about to make you scream.”

I pull my pillow over my mouth with a pounding heart. Then I slide my hands over my head. He moves down my body, gently sucking on my nipples as he goes. I close my eyes and whimper softly, not wanting to wake our parents. He draws my nipple in, flicking it with his tongue, and then he slides down my body, pressing kisses to my skin as he moves.

When he reaches my legs, he gently spreads them. He leans down and runs his stubble over my thigh. I squirm but his hands firmly hold me in place as he taunts and teases me. I want to scream at him to just give me more, but he holds me there until I’m arching up, desperately trying to push my pussy into his face. With a low chuckle, he leans down and runs his tongue from my entrance right up to my clit.

I jerk and cry out, and he slaps my thigh lightly. “No screaming.”

Sure, because that’ll be a damned effortless task.

He wraps his lips around my clit and sucks it into his mouth. I moan as softly as I can, but all I want to do is clutch his head and force his mouth harder between my legs. He takes his time devouring me, flicking my clit with his tongue and occasionally biting it between his teeth and rolling it about. Yes, oh yes.

“More,” I whisper.

He sucks harder and I gasp, arching up. Oh, God, it’s coming. I’m coming. I release my hands and press the pillow hard over my face as I cry out. My body shakes and he sucks until every tremble has left my body and I’m floppy on the bed. He moves up the bed and removes the pillow from my face. “You scream when I’m fucking you, do it into my chest. Better yet, bite me, baby.”

Oh boy.

I nod and he leans down, plunging his tongue into my open, waiting mouth. I gasp and suck it before kissing him long and deep, loving the taste of me on his lips. He pulls back and I can feel his cock prodding my sex. “You on the pill?”

I nod.

“You clean?”

I nod again.

“Fuckin’ sweet.”

I take a moment to run my hands over his shoulders and down his back. His muscles tense and flex as I glide my fingers over his smooth skin. Without warning, he pushes his cock just slightly inside me. I stiffen for a second, then let my legs fall wider as he sheaths himself with a guttural groan. “You feel as fuckin’ good as you did back then.”

“Yes,” I whisper. “Fuck me hard.”

“Bad girl.”

He reaches down and takes my hip, and damn have I missed the feeling of him filling me, stretching me in the most beautiful way. I close my eyes and clutch him as he begins to rock his hips. He fucks me slow at first, working in and out, in and out, until I’m muffling my cries on his chest. When we’re both close he starts fucking harder.