Chapter Twenty-One
O’Connor
I’ve never looked at a woman and seen her as prey, but as Linden pulls her overalls back up to their uniform position, the only thing keeping me in my chair is the grip I have on the arms.
I’m supposed to let her walk away?
I’ve never finished inside of a woman, never really had the desire to because it seemed too personal. But my cum is dripping out of Linden’s pussy right now, and I only want to do it again.
I know she’s on birth control. A deep dive into her history told me that she got an implant after she had Avery that will last years. Probably to ensure her disgusting ex couldn’t get her pregnant again.
Even without the device, I wouldn’t regret what we just did.
She belongs to me now.
I could have bought her a new bed, but I wanted her in mine, and that was before tonight even happened.
My obsession is only getting worse.
“Goodnight, Jack,” she murmurs, backing away from me. There’s an amused, gentle smile on her face as she looks at me. Cock still out, spent.
Looking at her like a man who is on the edge of sanity.
She has no idea what she’s done.