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Chapter no 22 – JULES

Twisted Hate (Twisted, #3)

My knees weakened with relief. I never thought Iโ€™d

welcome the sound of that voice, but in that moment, I could build a shrine to it and worship at its altar.

I looked over Maxโ€™s shoulder, oxygen creeping back into my lungs at the sight of Joshโ€™s tousled hair and lean, powerful frame.

โ€œJosh.โ€ I breathed his name like it was my salvation. In a way, it was.

Maxโ€™s eyes sharpened before he dropped his hand and turned, giving Josh a polite nod that the other man didnโ€™t return. โ€œNot interrupting. I was merely saying hi to an old friend.โ€ Curiosity touched his gaze as it flicked between us, but he didnโ€™t address Josh further. โ€œGood seeing you, J. Rememberโ€ฆโ€ He tapped his phone with a smug smile and walked away.

I waited until he disappeared around the corner before I slumped against the wall, my heart racing and my dinner threatening to make an ugly reappearance.

Josh crossed the distance between us and gripped my arms. He swept his eyes over my face, concern etching tiny grooves in his brow. โ€œYou look like youโ€™re about to throw up.โ€

I forced a smile. โ€œThatโ€™s my natural reaction whenever I see you.โ€

The insult fell flat without the conviction to back it up. In truth, I wanted to bury myself in Joshโ€™s chest and pretend the past half hour never happened. He wasnโ€™t my friend, but he was a pillar of stability in a world that had suddenly flipped on its axis.

He didnโ€™t bother acknowledging my pitiful attempt at snark. โ€œWas he hurting you?โ€ A dark current rippled beneath his voice and warmed my icy skin.

โ€œNo.โ€ Not physically, anyway. โ€œLike he said, heโ€™sโ€ฆ someone I used to know. We were catching up.โ€

I couldnโ€™t let anyone know the truth about Max or my past. Josh already thought the worst of me. I didnโ€™t want to imagine his reaction if he found out I used to be a thief.

โ€œIn the biblical sense?โ€ The current went from dark to pitch black.

โ€œCareful, Josh,โ€ I warned, ignoring the small flutter in my chest despite everything thatโ€™d happened. โ€œOr Iโ€™ll think youโ€™re jealous.โ€

A harsh smile carved his mouth. โ€œI donโ€™t get jealous.โ€ โ€œThereโ€™s a first time for everything.โ€ I straightened,

basking in Joshโ€™s concern more than I shouldโ€™ve. โ€œWhat are you doing here, anyway?โ€

โ€œFor the same reason as you, I imagine,โ€ he said sardonically. โ€œI wanted to check out the club, but I wasnโ€™t feeling it and was about to leave when I saw you.โ€

โ€œRight.โ€ We were near the exit, so that made sense.

Although Max had left, his presence lingered like a rotting smell, as did his ultimatum.

Did he already have a favor in mind, or would he make it up as he went along? He said no sex, but it could be something illegal. What if he wanted me to steal for him again? That being said, why was Max asking forย onlyย one favor? Heโ€™d spent seven years in jail. I wouldโ€™ve thought heโ€™d ask for more. Did he really want a favor, or was he using it as a coverup for something else? If so, what?

My brain pounded with a thousand questions I didnโ€™t have the answer to.

Breathe. Focus.

I would deal with the Max situation later, when my shock wore off and my brain cleared. There wasnโ€™t much I could do about it now.

I blinked, forcing thoughts of my ex aside no matter how hard they tried to claw their way back to the forefront of my mind.

If the Olympics gave out gold medals for repression, Iโ€™d win one every four years.

โ€œYou said you were busy tonight.โ€ Josh leaned his forearm against the wall above my head. His eyes pierced mine.

โ€œI am.โ€ I tossed my hair over my shoulder and pasted on an impudent smile. โ€œOr maybe I just didnโ€™t want to meet up with you. I guess youโ€™ll never know.โ€

โ€œYou trying to provoke me, Red?โ€ His dark warning snaked through me.

Yes.

โ€œI only provoke people I care about.โ€ I blinked up at him, the picture of innocence. โ€œThat doesnโ€™t include you,ย Joshy.โ€

Anticipation climbed in my chest when a soft snarl rose in his throat. โ€œItโ€™s notย careย I want from you.โ€

He claimed my lips in a punishing kiss. My blood burned at the onslaught, and when his tongue forced mine into submission, I yanked a fistful of his hair in retaliation until he hissed out a pained growl.

โ€œOops,โ€ I mocked. โ€œForgot how soft you were. Iโ€™ll try to be gentler next time.โ€

Josh straightened and licked the spot of blood on his lower lip. Iโ€™d nipped him so hard during our kiss Iโ€™d broken skin.

โ€œDonโ€™t worry, Red,โ€ he said, his smile a vicious slash across his face. โ€œIโ€™ll show you just how soft I can be.โ€

He closed his hand around my wrist in an iron grip and yanked me toward an unmarked door across the hall. Surprisingly, it was unlocked.

Josh pushed me in.

It was some sort of supply closet slash overflow room. Paper goods and utensils crowded the black metal shelves, a fog machine sat in the corner between a rolled-up rug and a broken-down chandelier, and a mirror hung on the wall opposite the door above a small table.

Theย clickย of the door locking behind me brought my

attention back to Josh. His presence filled every corner of the room, making the small space feel even smaller, and I could feel the heat radiating from his body across every inch of my skin.

Or maybe the heat was from the way he looked at me, like he wanted to devour me whole.

Sparks danced through me.

Blood pounding in my ears, electricity lighting up my veins. Thoughts of Max already fading into the nether where they belonged.

This was exactly what I needed.

โ€œAre you just going to stand there, or are you going to do something?โ€ I asked in as bored a tone as I could muster.

Joshโ€™s eyes glinted in the dim light. He walked toward me, each slow step sending another jolt of anticipation and fear down my spine.

It took him only a few strides to reach me, but by the time he did, my heart was ready to burst out of my chest.

He didnโ€™t take his eyes off me as he yanked my dress up and ripped my underwear off.

I hissed out a protest when the flimsy silk shredded without resistance.

โ€œThat was my good underwear,ย asshole.โ€

Josh lowered his mouth to mine. โ€œAsk me if I care.โ€ He swallowed my angry retort with another bruising kiss while

his fingers delved between my legs to find me already wet and aching for him.

Such a fucking jerk.ย That didnโ€™t stop my body from craving his, but it also didnโ€™t mean I had to make it easy for him.

I pushed him off and slapped him. Not hard, but enough for the satisfying smack of my palm meeting flesh to echo through the tiny space.

Adrenaline lit up my blood when his brief flare of shock morphed into fury.

Pinpricks of fear fanned my arousal into a white-hot flame. It burned hotter when he forced me to my knees and undid his belt and pants.

The thinly carpeted floor dug into my skin, and my breaths came out in harsh rasps when his cock sprung out, thick and angry and already leaking pre-cum.

โ€œOpen your mouth.โ€

Need pulsed through me like a living thing, but I met his blazing eyes with defiant ones of my own. I kept my lips firmly pressed together.

The message was clear.

Make me.

Joshโ€™s eyes blazed hotter. His hand closed around my throat, and he squeezed. Harder and harder, until darkness edged my vision and I couldnโ€™t take it anymore. I opened my mouth to gasp for air, managing to drag in one breath before he shoved his cock in.

Oh God.

I gagged horribly, my throat bulging around his girth as drool leaked from the corners of my mouth and dripped down my chin.

โ€œTuh mphfg.โ€ย Too big.ย My whine of protest came out mu๏ฌ„ed. I pushed half-heartedly against his thighs even as my juices dripped down my own.

The hard floor, the pinch of pain when Josh fisted my hair with both hands, the sensation of having my throat

completely filledโ€ฆit was too much.

My nipples hardened into diamond points, and I resisted the urge to stroke my clit.

I was already close to orgasm, and he hadnโ€™t even touched me yet.

Josh tugged my head back until he stared straight down into my tear-filled eyes. โ€œIโ€™m going to fuck that smart mouth of yours until the only sound youโ€™ll be able to make is the one of you choking on my cock,โ€ he said calmly. He rubbed one of my tears away with his thumb.

An electric shiver ripped down my spine at the contrast between his lethally soft threat and his tender touch.

โ€œThe next time you want to insult me, I want you to think about this.โ€ He withdrew until just the tip of his cock remained in my mouth, paused, and plunged down in one sharp thrust. I gagged again, the tears flowing faster, the heat in my belly stoking hotter. โ€œYou on your knees, gagging on every inch of my cock while I ruin your tight little throat.โ€

I whimpered. My nipples and pussy were so sensitive a strong gust of air could very well tip me over the edge.

โ€œMphm yphf.โ€ย Fuck you.

Josh smiled, and the pinpricks of fear intensified until my entire body was a live wire of sensation.

โ€œThis is going to be fun.โ€

That was the last warning I got before he started fucking my mouth so mercilessly it was all I could do to try and suck in breaths through my nose before he bottomed out again.

My helpless gurgles mixed with his harsh groans and the obscene slap of his balls against my chin as he punished my throat exactly the way heโ€™d promised.

Hard. Brutal. Unrelenting.

I squirmed and tried to ease the ache in my jaw, but he was too big and the fucking too furious. Eventually,

however, my throat opened up, and he was able to slide even deeper with less resistance.

โ€œThatโ€™s it,โ€ Josh groaned. โ€œEvery inch, just like that. I knew you could take it.โ€

I moaned at the praise. I couldnโ€™t see properly through the tears clouding my vision, but the buzz between my legs had grown too loud for me to ignore.

I reached down to rub my clit.

Before I could make contact, Josh yanked himself out of my mouth, lifted me up, and bent me over the table, ignoring my protest.

โ€œYou were enjoying your punishment a little too much, Red. We canโ€™t have that.โ€ He pushed my legs wider with his knee, his voice rough with lust. โ€œLook at you. Youโ€™re fucking soaked for me.โ€

โ€œItโ€™s not for you, asshole.โ€ My retort sounded breathless and unconvincing to my own ears. โ€œI hate you.โ€

The wordย youย sharpened into a yelp when his palm landed on my ass with a sharp sting.

โ€œThat was for the fragile ego quip you made earlier. Thisโ€ฆโ€ย Slap.ย โ€œโ€ฆis for the hallway. And thisโ€ฆโ€ The hardest strike of all, one that made my body jerk on impact. โ€œโ€ฆis for driving me fucking insane.โ€

A pleading sob fell out of my mouth when Josh yanked my head back so his mouth hovered near my ear. โ€œTell me why I canโ€™t stop thinking about you. Hmm? What the fuck did you do to me?โ€

I shook my head, unable to form a response or make sense of the pain and pleasure ricocheting through me.

I was on fire. Skin blazing, tears and drool pooling on the table beneath me, but it all burned so exquisitely I never wanted it to stop.

Joshโ€™s low snarl rumbled down my spine and made my toes curl. โ€œHold on to the table.โ€

I heard the faint tear of a foil wrapper. I just managed to curl my hands around the cool wood before he was inside

me, driving deep and hard into my pussy with each upward thrust.

I cried out, my mind emptying of any thoughts except the sensation of his cock pounding into me and the slide of his skin against mine.

No Max. No secrets. No lies. Just ecstasy in its purest, most undiluted form.

โ€œStill hate me?โ€ Joshโ€™s fingers dug into my throat with just enough pressure to intensify the heartbeat between my legs.

โ€œAlways,โ€ I gasped. I was getting lightheaded, but when I gripped his wrist, I didnโ€™t know whether it was to push him offโ€ฆor keep him there.

His mouth curved into a tiny smirk as he stared at me in the mirror above the tableโ€”his eyes glittering with lust, the skin over those knife-blade cheekbones stretched taut with anger.

โ€œGood.โ€

The table banged against the wall with each savage thrust. My eyes fluttered closed from the sheer overload of sensation, but they flew open again when Josh gave my hair another sharp tug.

โ€œOpen your eyes, Red.โ€ His other hand gripped my throat harder, and a fresh burst of arousal clouded my vision. The pressure, the ease with which his grip encompassed my throat, it all felt horrifyingly right, like I was made to wear his fingers around my neck. โ€œI want you to see exactly whose cock youโ€™re taking.โ€

My skin flushed hotter than it already was. I stared at our reflections, taking in my glazed eyes and swollen lips. Hands on the table, back arched, head pulled back by Joshโ€™s firm grip. I looked humiliatingly wanton, like Iโ€™d been fucked within an inch of my life and still wanted more.

Behind me, desire carved harsh lines into Joshโ€™s features, and his eyes burned into mine as he resumed his

thrusts. Slowly this time, feeding his cock into me inch by inch until he was buried to the hilt.

He leaned down and tugged gently on my earlobe with his teeth. โ€œWhose cock, Red?โ€

โ€œYours,โ€ I whimpered.

โ€œThatโ€™s right. Now tell meโ€ฆโ€ He pulled out and slammed back into me with so much force I wouldโ€™ve slid across the counter had his hand not still gripped my throat. โ€œDoes this feel fragile to you?โ€

โ€œMmmph.โ€ I managed a garbled reply, but even that faded into a string of moans when Josh picked up speed and settled into a punishing rhythm.

My first orgasm hit me like a lightning bolt, so sudden and explosive I didnโ€™t get a chance to process it before the second one rolled in. Slower, then building up, up, up until it crashed over me and drowned me with mind-numbing pleasure.

When Josh finished with me, Iโ€™d come so hard so many times I was a boneless wreck. I collapsed on the table, my body quivering while he rubbed his palms over my ass and soothed the burn from his ruthless spanking earlier.

โ€œYou look so beautiful like this.โ€ His gentle voice was at complete odds with the feral way heโ€™d fucked me, but it settled over my skin like a warm blanket. He continued rubbing me with soft strokes until the burn faded and my breaths returned to normal.

He turned me around, cleaned me up with one of the paper towels lining the shelves, and pulled my dress down around my thighs before sitting me on the table.

โ€œFeel better?โ€ he asked casually, like he hadnโ€™t just destroyed me in a club supply closet.

โ€œUh-huh.โ€ I was too dazed to come up with a more coherent response, though part of me realized Josh knew all along what this wasโ€”a distraction Iโ€™d goaded him into giving me, as hard as he could.

His mouth twitched with amusement, though his eyes remained heavy-lidded with desire. โ€œGood. Now say goodbye to any friends you came with. I have plans for round two, and they require more space than we presently have.โ€

Round two. Right.

My brain still wasnโ€™t functioning properly, but round two sounded good to me.

Iย shouldย spend the first night in my new apartment, but the prospect of lying awake in my room, plagued with panic over what to do about Max, seemed less appealing than eating dirt.

My stomach twisted when thoughts of Max and his amorphousย favorย crept back in, erasing some of my high.

No.ย Tomorrow.ย Iโ€™ll deal with him tomorrow.

I waited a few minutes after Josh left before I finally gathered the strength to stand on my own. I fixed my hair and makeup the best I could, but I wasnโ€™t a magician. There was no way I could go back into the club looking the way I did.

I sent my friends a quick text instead, telling them Iโ€™d met a guy and I would check in with them later. They were used to me doing this in our college days, so they didnโ€™t question me.

I snuck out of the supply closet and slipped out the back exit.

My stomach fluttered when I saw Josh waiting for me, his lean, muscled form silhouetted against the moonlight.

This was crazy.ย Iย was crazy for sneaking behind everyoneโ€™s backs to hook up with him. I didnโ€™t evenย likeย the guy.

But like and need were different things, and right now, I needed what only he could give me.

I just hoped I didnโ€™t get too addicted in the process.

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