“You sure?”
“Positive.”
“Then I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll feel my cock deep inside you for a week.”
Yes, please.
A moment later, he lifted me in the air by the back of my thighs, then we were moving. My back hit the wall of the gym at the same time his mouth slammed down on mine. He kissed me like a man possessed. It was wild and hot and it made me feel alive.
His hand went between us, rubbing my clit fast and hard through the material of my underwear. With my legs around his waist, there was nothing I could do except hold on tight. Next thing I knew, my panties were shoved to the side and two fingers filled my core.
“Oh God,” I yelled.
“Louder, Sunshine. I wanna hear you scream.”
His fingers pumped faster and faster. I was so close. It would only take a little more to make me come. All of a sudden, he stopped and lowered me to my feet.
“Turn around, bend forward, and put your hands on the wall.”
I was barely in position when he kicked my feet apart and slammed into me. Over and over and over again. I heard the sound of his palm connecting with my butt before I felt the sting. It only spurred me on. My hips thrust back, meeting each one of his. I was on the edge again within minutes. This time he didn’t stop, not even when I groaned through my first orgasm.
“I can’t hear you, Sunshine.”
He smacked my butt twice more, once on each cheek. That was all it took for him to get what he wanted. A little bite of pain and I was screaming his name.
“Fuck yes,” he moaned, powering into me twice memore before calling out my name. “Love you, Sloane. So damn much.”
“I love you too.”
It had been a month since that night. After our workout session in the gym, Duncan was back to his normal self. The threat to me and the kids was over, which meant they went back to school and I went back to the office. I’d just gotten home after a long day of crunching numbers when I got a phone call from my dad. I hadn’t heard from him in a really long time. Not when Mom was arrested and not when his board members––very publicly––ousted him as CEO of his own company when his stocks tanked. I had a feeling Finn had something to do with that, though I’d never ask him.
“Hello?”
“Sloane, it’s your father,” he said, like I couldn’t see his name on the caller ID. “I wanted to let you know I found a donor.”
What does one say to that? Who’d you sucker into doing it?
“That’s good news, Dad.”
“It’s my secretary, Catherine. We’re getting married before the surgery.”
“That’s a little fast, isn’t it?”
“I can’t wait for your mother to get out of jail. That could take years.”
Once a manwhore, always a manwhore.
“I’d like you to be there for the ceremony.”
“That’s not going to happen.” I’d thought about this for a while. He was toxic and I couldn’t have that in my life orthe twins’ lives. “In fact, I don’t think you should call me any more, Dad.”
“Did that arsehole brother of yours finally get to you?” he snarled.
“Finn had nothing to do with my decision. That was all you.”
I turned to find Duncan standing in the doorway with plastic bags from our favorite Chinese takeout place. He set them on the counter, then pulled me against his chest.
“You little bitch––”