“I better not ever see another guy around you again, Mystic. I swear to God I’ll fucking kill him.”
Mystic’s hands shot up and twisted in my shirt as she came all over my dick.“Gage!”
I lasted long enough to see her through her twisted orgasm before I emptied myself inside her precious body. I untangled my hand from her hair and held both her hips in my hands as I stayed planted firmly inside her. I watch silently as shame shadowed her face and I fell in love with her all over again. I’ve never said the words, but she had to know what I felt for her.
“Gage, I-”
“We’re going to walk out of here together, Mystic,” I said, interrupting her. “We’re walking out of here together and there’ll be no more hiding. For either of us.”
Chapter 11
Mystic~
This was it.
I was no longer sitting on the counter and Gage was pulling my panties back up, securing them back in place. He was making us presentable, but everyone was going to know what we were doing in here. Or, at least, they’llthinkthey know.
But no one knows.
I didn’t even know what it was that we were doing. I knew it was wrong. I knew it was sick. I knew it was unhealthy both mentally and physically. But I still didn’t know whatitwas.
“Come on,” Gage said as he reached for my hand. “Let’s go find Margot, so you guys can work your shit out.”
I felt him tug on my hand, but my feet were rooted where I stood. Logically, I knew everyone would think we just had sex, but the publicity of it shook me to the bone. People were going to know I was sleeping with Gage Evans and I wasn’t ready for that. The plan was to keep this thing a secret between us and let it die a quiet death once we graduated and he went off to college. Well, at least, that had been my plan. But now...now I had to face what we were doing. I couldn’t compartmentalize it into a dirty little secret that no one knew about. I used to have weeks in between our sex-fueled insanity to recover from his abuse and my regret, but I didn’t have that anymore.
The cover of secrecy was gone, and without that protection, people were going to see just how sick and twisted we were when the time came where we couldn’t control this...depravity between us. It was bound to happen.
“I can’t go out there,” I whispered.
Gage stopped and looked down at me. “What?”
I stared into his beautiful, sadistic blue gaze. “I can’t go out there, Gage.” The panic was real. “They’re going to know. Everyone is going to know.”
He let go of my hand and crossed his arms over his muscular, defined chest. “That you belong to me? That I just fucked the shit out of you?” He gave me a tight nod. “Yeah, they’re going to know. And they need to know. Everyone needs to fucking know it.”
I could feel my lips tremble and my body grow cold with anxiousness. “People can’t know, Gage,” I implored. “It’ll…” I started to shake my head in denial because, let’s face it, everyone already knew. “We can’t do this…”
One second Gage was peering down at me, trying to read my panic for what it was, the next he had me slammed up against the bathroom door and he looked livid.
He lookedinsane.
“Don’t you ever speak those words to me again, Mystic,” he snarled down at me.
What?
“Gage, you don’t-”
He gave me a small shake against the door. “Don’t ever tell me wecan’tdo this,” he clarified. “You don’t get to end this, Mystic. You’ll never get a say in whether this thing between us ends or not.”
My eyes widened. “Gage, if it gets out what we’re...doing, my parents will ship me off-”
The glowering in his eyes showed the levels of madness he was reaching and surpassing with each second.“No onewill ever keep you from me, Mystic,” he seethed. “Including your parents.”
He was talking nonsense. He was talking in terms of forever and I knew we weren’t a forever kind of situation. We were...a sick addiction that we needed to overcome to be able to function later in life, somehow. I wasn’t looking forward to a regular relationship with a regular guy and regular sex, but this thing with Gage was never supposed to last forever, even though I wanted it to.
The tears started falling. “We’re going to be expected to behave normally, Gage. What happens the first time we can’t?”
I knew it was hopeless when he replied, “God, I love your tears, baby.” It was said so softly and lovingly, it just confirmed my fears.
