"I hated it," he stated passionately. "I couldn't sleep alone in this bed every night knowing that you were out there somewhere with someone else."
Unable to help herself she scoffed at him, giving him a dirty look. "What do you want, a fucking apology? Welcome to my world, Jack. It's what you do to me, it's what you've done to every fool before me. I'm not sorry. You deserved to know what it felt like, but you don't, not even now, because all those nights you left me here alone and you were with someone else, I did sleep in this bed alone."
He grabbed her by the shoulders, causing her to gasp in surprise and he said, "You don't understand, Julie. I know that I've… screwed up before, but not you. Never you. You aren't… you're mine," he said, pulling her close to him, leaning in to kiss her.
She turned her head away and tensed her body up, stiffening her shoulders right beneath his fingertips.
"I belong to nobody," she stated a bit coldly.
"I never understood, Julie. This has never happened to me before. One of my girlfriends did cheat on me once, left me for someone else, but… I've never felt like this. You don't understand. I love you."
"Don't do that," she said, for once not able to hear him say those words. "You're making this much more dramatic than it needs to be."
"I'm not trying to, I just… You aren't like me. I realized while you were gone that… I could lose you this time. Even when I go out and do things I'm not supposed to, I always come back to you; you are my anchor, you are what keeps me grounded. None of the other girls matter to me, only you. But you don't do that, so if you're out there in someone else's bed, there's a good chance you're not coming back," he said, pulling her even tighter to him, as if by sheer force he could keep her there. "I don't want you to leave me. I need you."
"Stop it," she snapped, physically trying to move away from him, hating how sincere he sounded. "Just stop it, Jack."
"Just let me fucking kiss you," he said, forcing her back on the pillow and coming down on top of her, trapping her beneath him as he kissed her.
Julie didn't kiss him back, she just endured it for about two seconds before trying to push him off. Jack wouldn't let her go though, holding onto her wrists and raising them above her head, pinning them and holding them there with one hand.
"You're so damn beautiful,"' he whispered, running his other hand down the curve of her breast. "Why'd you have to do this? All I can picture is someone else's hands all over your body. Tell me you didn't enjoy it."
"You want me to lie?" she retorted, knowing it was cruel.
He emitted a sound that was something like a growl and he clenched his fist under the button of her burgundy button-down shirt, then he jerked it open, popping off one of the buttons.
Julie gasped, and despite herself she actually felt a brief thump of excitement at the roughness, which she quickly tried to dampen, reminding herself that in all the time she had been sleeping with this man as her boyfriend, she rarely felt anything like pleasure. He was selfish and there was no emotional fulfillment, so Julie rarely experienced any other kind of fulfillment in bed with him either.
"I want to fuck you until you can't remember being with him," he stated, unbuttoning the top button of her jeans.
Her heart slammed in her chest, and she felt something like panic mingled with that twisted excitement. "Jack, no," she said, thinking of Matt.
"Oh yes," he said. "You're mine, Julie. I'm going to make you mine again."
"No," she said, struggling to get her hands free of his grip even as he jerked her jeans down, peeling them off her legs.
He moved his hand between her legs and she saw him smile when he felt how wet she was already. "That's not what I'm hearing, Julie."
She blushed, hating that she chose that moment of all moments to be aroused.
"I think you want me to fuck you," he said, pushing his finger up under her underwear and penetrating her, eliciting a gasp from her. "I think you want me to punish you for being so bad."
"Stop it," she said, trying to keep her hips still as he thrust his finger up inside her, and her body began to writhe, her breath coming out in pants. She had to stifle the moans. "Jack, stop it. I mean it! Let me go," she said, again struggling to get her hands free. "I don't want you," she finally said harshly, her feeling of guilt, of cheating on Matt working to overpower whatever else she might be feeling.
Jack stuck another finger inside her and thrust harder, deeper. "That's not what your body's saying," he told her, kissing her neck. "Your body seems to want me."
"I'm thinking of him," she spat.
For that comment, he lightly nipped her ear, then he found a spot on her neck and bit and sucked harder, causing her to hiss with mingled pleasure and pain. He continued to roughly move his fingers inside her body and hold her arms above her head, rendering her helpless.
"Please stop," she panted after a minute, feeling the ache building, refusing to let him give her an orgasm. "Please, Jack."
He withdrew his finger, and while her body cried out in protest, she felt an immense sense of relief, letting out a breath between pants. Then he let her arms go, and she lay limp with relief, even as he ran his fingers lightly down her arm. She wasn't aware of what he was doing until she realized her arms were pinned at her sides, and Jack was moving down her body, his head moving between her legs.
"Jack!" she began to protest, realizing what he was about to do, but his warm mouth was already at her entrance, and before she could say anything else his tongue moved up inside of her and she gasped, throwing her head back into the pillow. She tried to free her arms to push him away, but Jack stayed between her legs, licking and caressing her most tender area with his mouth, worshipping her body. She tried to fight it. As his tongue would hit the magic spot she would try not to moan, her body writhing of its own volition at the forced pleasure, but he just lapped at her desperately, like a man at a feast.
She felt near tears, trying to fight her release, trying to ask him to stop so she didn't feel like she was betraying Matt, but when Jack withdrew his tongue and licked her once deeply, then plunged his tongue back into her again, she cried out, her body convulsing as he gripped her t