Innocence Lost

Chapter 55

Mature Content. . .

Eric reared back slowly, sliding free from between my legs with a husky groan. He collapsed on his back beside me on the floor, one knee bent, his forearm thrown over his eyes, and his chest heaving.  The smell of our rough sex hung heavy around us. I lay still, trying to catch my breath. My heart was racing and residual shocks ran through my limbs. That had been intense.

Shit, Jax!

I couldn't believe I did that to him. It was all Eric's fault and a part of me believed he knew exactly what he was doing. He came here to prevent me from meeting up with Jax and the asshole that I am fell for it.  I promised myself I wouldn't fall for his games anymore. I just wanted to crawl into my bed and cry myself to sleep.

"You knew I was meeting up with Jax tonight, didn't you?" I asked.

"So what if I did" his voice was hoarse "You ended up fucking me anyway"

I wanted to kill him.

I slowly stood up and grabbed my shredded garments.

"Get out!" I shouted.

I walked over to my bedroom and quickly changed into a t-shirt and shorts. When I walked back out I expected Eric to be gone. Instead he was still laying on the floor.

"I said get the fuck out!" I shouted louder.

"Why are you so pissed, you were enjoying yourself, purring like a fucking kitten" he said finally getting up.

"Your a pig"

Eric glared at me with lust so intense that I started to quiver. As I felt the mutual attraction between us I took a deep breath.

"Oh I'm a pig? Well you seem to enjoy all the things that I do to your body, so what does that make you?" He says with a lethal stare.

Fear started to race through me, making every fiber of my being tingle. He suddenly looked like a tiger about to pounce. I quickly run to my bedroom to get away from him. He catches up to me and slams the door shut once he's inside. He wraps an arm around my waist while his other hand grabs the back of my head. He brings his mouth to mine, roughly, and I knot my hands in his hair, bringing him closer. Then I bite down hard on his lower lip. He grunts and jerks away. I see a small tinge of blood on his lip. Satisfied, I slap him hard.

"Don't you touch me" I hiss.

He brings a hand to his lip, and his eyes narrow as he wipes a small spot of blood between his fingers.

"You want to play, princess?" He snarls and reaches for me again.

I raise my hand to hit him again, but he grabs my wrist and pins it behind my back, then takes the other one and does the same.

"Your going to regret that, Kate" he hissed through gritted teeth.

We look at each other intensely for a moment, both panting with lust. He then grabbed a hold of my neck and pushed me hard face down on top of my bed.

"Get the fuck off of me!" I screamed.

Sure I was screaming at him to release me but the throbbing between my legs told a different story.