Chapter 31
***Wells***
Anger. That and shame. They’d become so familiar to me since my accident.
Every time my hands shook or my heart raced when I was in a public place, I wanted to break shit and scream at the top of my lungs.
Feeling like my body and mind were betraying me was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
Even when I could look around the ballroom and see that there was no threat, no danger coming for me, my body reacted like I was still fighting to escape my car after the crash.
I could still feel the fire licking at my body.
Heat still engulfed me and I could still smell my own blood.
I didn’t want to be fucking broken. I didn’t want to struggle to do anything outside of the house.
The person I was sitting in that ballroom was worlds away from the man I’d been before the wreck.
Traveling across the world, touring every artist hotspot I could find, I’d been an adventurer.
I’d done things that would’ve made both Boone and Remy go gray early, if they knew.
All that was gone, though. I was just...
a shell. Worse than a shell, really. I was filled with fear and anxiety.
I’d barely been aware of anything during the dinner.
I just knew that Boone had stayed close to my side.
That’s what my brothers did when I joined them out in the world.
One of them babysat me. I’d only managed to rejoin the conversation once we climbed back in the car to go home.
Even then, I could only listen. I was too angry at myself to join in.
Staring out the window, I balled my fists at my sides and tried to calm down.
I didn’t want to waste more time feeling insane.
I wanted to enjoy some time with my brothers, and Memphis, if I was lucky.
I was so far gone that I couldn’t pull myself out, though.
That kind of night typically required a large bottle of scotch and a session in the gym hitting something.
I flinched when a soft touch grazed my face and then ground my teeth together when Memphis settled her soft weight on top of my lap.
She wrapped her arms around my neck loosely and smiled at me.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I fought against the need to take it out on her body.
Controlling her, taking her hard, it would make me feel better, but I wouldn’t chance hurting her.
I wouldn’t even touch her while I felt so volatile.
She straddled me fully and peppered kisses along my jaw and neck. “Touch me, Wells.”
I pressed my body into the seat and growled. “No.”
Her soft, small hands wrapped around my wrists and she dragged them to her hips. “Touch me.”
The silk of her dress and the warmth of her body tempted my hands to unfist and grab hold, but I couldn’t do it. “No, Memphis. You need to-”
She cut me off with a kiss, stroking her tongue over my lips and then snapping something inside me when she sucked my bottom lip into her mouth and bit down.
It wasn’t gentle, nor were her nails digging into my wrists.
I shook under her, fighting my needs, but she just sank her mouth to my neck and bit me again before speaking shakily into my ear. “Let go, Wells.”
Her surprised yelp filled the car as I flipped her around and had her on all fours in front of me, my hand landing across her ass in a hard slap. Her hips pressed back into the open space between my knees even as she whined. I froze, horrified that I’d hurt her.
“Relax, Wells.” Remy sat forward and stroked Memphis’s hair and shoulders. “Let her help you. She’s offering herself to you, asking you to use her to feel better. I can help you get what you need without taking too much from her.”
I stared from my hand to her arched back and ass and shuddered. Something deep inside me screamed at me to do it again. I needed the control. My body buzzed with a new kind of energy, a desperate need to take exactly what Memphis was offering me. Looking up at Remy, I nodded.
“I’d already promised Memphis a punishment, so you’ll step in for me, Wells.
You’re in control and I can tell you need it, brother, but this is about her.
Control her pleasure while controlling her pain.
Watch the way she moves and her body will tell you what you can do.
” Remy lifted Memphis’s face and smiled gently at her. “Are you ready, sweetheart?”
When she nodded, Remy looked at me and waited.
My hand shook as I raised it but when I landed a hard spank on Memphis’s ass, the shaking stopped.
Her hips shifted forward and she let out a hiss of pain.
Too fucking hard. I rubbed the spot I’d hurt and almost called it off completely.
If one of us was going to hurt, I’d rather it be me.
“Again.” Remy stared down at Memphis and I felt like she was giving him just as much as she was giving me. When I landed another slap and she pressed her hips into my legs, Remy chuckled darkly. “Again.”
I did. I spanked her again and again, finding the spots that made her back arch and the spots that made her jerk away, just to immediately moan and press into my hand again.
When Boone pulled her dress over her hips and exposed her red ass and bare pussy, I saw just how much she was dripping over what I was doing to her.
Slipping two fingers into her, I pumped them hard and fast, demanding more of her body.
I wanted her come and I wanted it to bowl her over.
I slapped the backs of her thighs and growled at the sound she made.
Her sex clamped down around my fingers as she came with a flood of juices rushing over my palm and wrist. Still, I didn’t stop.
I owned her body in that moment and I felt an emotional release building in myself.
I fucked her harder, filling the back of the car with the wet sounds of her walls trying to suck me in and hold me there.
Memphis went ramrod straight and jerked her head back as she came again, harder and messier. A puddle formed under her knees and my hand dripped with her come as she screamed my name. “Wells!”
I grabbed her up into my arms and held her pressed to my chest while I stroked her back.
As I rocked her gently, I could hear ragged breathing and realized it was my own.
I was panting, like I’d just run a marathon, and my heart was pounding painfully against my chest, but there was Memphis, so soft and giving.
She curled into my body and held on tight with her face buried in my neck.
“Better?” Remy sat back in his seat, his own chest rising and falling faster than it should’ve been.
I swallowed around a lump in my throat, so thankful for Memphis and for my brothers. Nodding, I pressed my lips against the side of her head and felt a sense of peace that I hadn’t felt in years. My head was quiet for a change.
“There’s aftercare, creams for her skin after a hard punishment, but for now, you’re doing the perfect thing.
Holding her, comforting her after an extreme session, is what matters most.” Remy wiped sweat from his forehead and I saw that he’d had to fight his own needs and desires to let me take what I needed.
I closed my eyes and held Memphis even tighter. I wanted to get home and give her whatever she needed.