She was ruined. Mine. And not just in the way her cunt was still swollen around my knot, but in the way her mouth trembled when she looked at me. The way her entire body responded to the weight of my voice like I’d carved myself into her bones.
I cupped the back of her neck and pressed my lips to her ear, low, so she couldn’t mistake what I was saying.
“The reason we’re in this closet isn’t because I was scared. f**k it. I wanted her to see me f*****g you. I wanted her to open that door and see my c**k buried so deep inside her best friend that she’d never be able to look at you again without knowing how you sounded when you screamed my name.”
She froze in my arms, her hands still weak against my chest, breath trembling.
“But I hid because of you,” I said, nipping her earlobe. “Becaus
