Chapter Fifty Nine
Brady
Exhaustion consumes me as I silently unlock the door and slip inside. I close the door behind me, resting my back against the hard wood as I look around the room, my eyes taking a few moments to adjust to the darkness.
*This trying to be two different people, all the traveling back and forth between home and here—sometimes only managing to get a couple of hours of sleep if I’m lucky—and all these secrets…* Shaking my head, I run my hand down over my face, *it’s fucking exhausting.*
*I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore.*
*Taking her had always been part of the plan, or at least, more recently it had been, but I hadn’t realized just how hard it all would be, or how resistant she would be to accepting being mine.*
I know that I fucked up by letting my anger and then later my jealousy get the better of me. I shouldn’t have ever put my hands on her. I shouldn’t have taken her without making it known to her who I was. I shouldn’t have ever forced her.
I knew exactly what I was doing.
I knew that she thought that I was *him* but I was too out of my mind with jealousy to care. In that moment, I just had to have her, consequences be damned.
And she’s right.
*I raped her.*
Now, I have to try to figure out a way to undo all of the damage that I’ve done and hope that she will be willing to accept me.
I know my family’s reputation—hell, I’ve used it to my benefit my entire fucking life—but I have a feeling that is one thing I’m going to have to give up if I even want to have a chance with her.
As I cross the room, I stop at the edge of the bed and remove the cuffs first from one wrist and then the other, pressing a gentle kiss to each bandaged wrist. Then, I crawl into the bed next to her as easy and quietly as I can, doing my best to not disturb her. As her warm body curls up against my own, causing me to harden in places that I’m determined to ignore, I can’t help but think, *I’d give it all up, only for this woman to truly be mine.*
**
Raleigh’s warm body cacooned within my arms stirs, her movements pulling me out of a dreamless sleep.
“Mmm,” she groans, grabbing ahold of my hand and pulling it down her body until our hands are slipping beneath her panties and she’s using her fingers to thrust mine into her soaking wet folds. Her voice is deep with sleep and nearly breathless when she says, “Touch me, Lincoln. I’m so horny and I need you.”
“Fuck,” I growl, my morning wood now hard as granite against her ass. She rolls her hips, rocking her pussy against my fingers as she holds them against her, desperate for my touch. Precum leaks from my tip and I almost give in and give her exactly what she needs, desperate to keep touching her. “Raleigh baby…I—I’m not him..” I finally manage to choke out as I pull my hand away from her much to my disappointment. “Baby, it’s Brady.”
Her undulating hips immediately stop at the mention of my name, her entire body freezing. “Hey, hey, hey…” I say backing away from her. “It’s okay. I’m not going to do anything to hurt you. I fucked up before and I know that.”
She shoves herself further away from me until she falls off of the bed. At this, her eyes widen and she glances from me to her uncuffed wrists, to the bed, and then back to me, confusion marring her beautiful face.
Her voice is soft and also laced with confusion as she asks, “What do you want?”
I move to close the distance between us but as soon as I do, she steps back, clearly untrusting of me and why should she trust me? I’ve not given her a single reason *to* trust me.
I nod and stop in my tracks, holding my hands up once more, indicating that I understand and mean her no harm.
“I…” I break off before even really starting, wanting to tell her that I want to fix things between us but stop myself because there never really was an us to begin with. *Our* relationship it was all in *my* head. To Raleigh we were nothing more than friends.
With a sigh I hang my head, disgusted with myself for everything I’ve done and what I’ve put this girl, one that I am supposed to want to spend the rest of my life with, through.
“I want a chance to make things right.” I tell her honestly. “No more lies, no more secrets. Complete honesty.”
She nods as if she understands and the action draws my eye towards her mouth, where her top lip nibbles on her bottom lip. A habit that’s always made me hard, and judging by the ache in my groin, this time is no different. At that, I take her in further, licking my lips at the sight of her hard nipples poking through her thin night shirt. And I don’t miss her rubbing her thighs together as she shifts ever so slightly. *Fuck*, I groan, then her words from earlier come back to me and making my cock instantly go from half mast to painfully hard at the mere memory in no time at all.
I close the distance between us, surprise flickering through me when she doesn’t flinch or push me away when I pull her body against mine and wrap my arms around her, lowering my mouth to her ear as I husk, “You are horny and I want to make you cum,” I state as if the answer should be obvious. When she doesn’t protest, I run my nose along her throat, my voice thick with arousal as I say, “I want my mouth on your pussy, my fingers driving deep inside of you and you screaming my name when I make you see stars.”
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