She stilled for a moment before her legs shook and she came in a large wave that drenched my face. I abandoned her throat and held her stomach firm as I covered her pussy, not wanting to waste a single drop. Eventually, her body calmed and she moved her legs from my neck.

“Fuck. I forgot how hard you come, Princess.”

She scampered away from me and covered her body with her coat, refusing to look at me. We didn’t say a word.

I pulled my shirt up and wiped my face, noticing her eyes tracing my six-pack as she licked her lips. “Like what you see, Princess.”

“You’re so fucking arrogant.”

I sat beside her, my fingers working on her jacket and doing up the buttons before I dug up the pack of smokes from my back pocket and lit a cigarette.

“Those will kill you,” she said, pointing to the glowing ember.

I smirked, putting the cigarette between my lips and taking a long haul. “I’m already dead.”

Her gaze went to my lips, and hers parted slightly. “Well, you should still give it up. It’s bad for you.”

“You mean it doesn’t add to the bad boy sex appeal?”

She blushed and looked away quickly.

I bumped her shoulder, smirking at how easy it was to rattle her. “You can admit it. It can be our little secret.”

She turned her fiery gaze on me, lips pursed, hands clenched into fists. “You’re a world-class asshole, you know that? You had me on the ground, forcing me to do whatever you wanted, and this is how you act right after?”

“You can stop pretending you hated it. It’s not like you said no. I think it was the opposite of no. Your legs were like a vice around my neck. I thought you were gonna pop my damn head off.”

She jumped up, facing me with pure fire in her eyes. “You're an asshole. I’m not going to sit around and let you keep being one.”

I grabbed her hand, holding her in place. Rage poured out of me. I deserved every word she’d said, but I would never admit it. “You don’t get to walk away from me.”

Her words were soft, but they landed on me like bullets. “I’m not the one who walked away. You were. I’m not willing to let you come and go from my life because you need a fix or whatever.”

“I…” I cleared my throat. “I just remembered…” I gnawed on my bottom lip, my heartbeat pounding in my ears as my palms began to sting with a thousand needles. “I’ve gotta go.”

I caught the look of sad confusion on her face before I split down the path in the opposite direction. Her disappointed eyes followed me like a cloud until I was obscured in shadow. Right where I belonged.