Chapter 223 Kitten

• The sound of Shane’s breathing echoed in my ears. His scent mixed with mine. I could still picture him above me, the look in his eyes while he fucked me with abandon. The low hum of the music from the club slipped beneath the door. He was still hard inside of me, my legs open, our bodies pressed together. It took everything in me not to cling to him. He lifted off of me, pulling out of me and leaving me empty. There was a void where Shane had just been and it made me feel weird. I felt unbalanced. I felt like something was wrong and I wanted him to come back, to stay with me.
• I wanted more. My fingers trembled, and I cursed when I felt moisture at the corners of my eyes. I tried with all the strength I had left to make it go away. I took deep, slow breaths as I tried to calm myself. His body heat was gone. I’d just let out all of my anger, got my brains fucked out, and now I felt like a shell. I was hollow and there was nothing inside of me but thoughts and emotions. Left alone with both, forced to face how he made me feel. I couldn’t scramble fast enough to lock them in the box that separated them from me.
• A part of me wanted him to get dressed and leave without another word. Maybe if he treated me that way, I would actually hate him. I think it would make it easier for me to distance myself from him if he just treated me like nothing after he got what he wanted. But a bigger part of me, a part I tried to ignore, wanted him to pick me up in his arms and hold me. I wanted him to tell me he wanted me now, that he’d made a mistake and had been a fool. I wanted him to apologize for how stupid he’s been, to say sorry for everything he’s done.