Too Pretty to Be Your Backup novel Chapter 54

answered her protests by tearing her clothes off with rough, impatient hands.

The second her skin was bared to the air, something snapped in Travis‘ eyes. Whatever self–control he had left just disappeared. He pressed his mouth hard against her collarbone.

Amanda fought him, desperate and wild, but her strength was nothing to him.

When he yanked her pants away, she squeezed her eyes shut in hopelessness. A single tear rolled

down her cheek.

Travis tasted the salt when he kissed her and froze. For a split second, a flicker of clarity returned to his bloodshot eyes as he looked down at her–disheveled, broken, barely holding it together. Guilt stabbed through him.

He reached out and gently wiped the tear from her face, his voice low and rough. “Don’t cry, okay?”

How could she not? Any woman would cry in this situation.

They used to be a couple. Back then, everything between them was mutual, natural, right. Right now, in Amanda’s mind, she and Travis were over. And tonight, he was forcing her.

This was assault.

Amanda glared at him, tears streaming down, her eyes full of hate.

Travis felt another pang of guilt and instinctively covered her eyes with his hand. Then, with a softer voice, he whispered in her ear, “Don’t be scared. I’ll be gentle this time. I want you to feel good too.”

She’d once told him he was bad in bed, and that comment had haunted him ever since. The truth was, Travis was obsessed with her. After the first time they slept together, he’d been hooked. But he never showed it. He could sense she wasn’t really into it, so he’d set a rule: only on the first and fifteenth of every month.

No one knew those days were sacred to him–he’d move heaven and earth to keep them free. Underneath it all, Travis was quietly passionate, but there was a problem. Amanda’s period was always right on time, usually around the fifteenth, so most months they only slept together once. It drove him crazy, but he stuck to his own rule and never asked to change it. He just forced himself to wait, suffering in silence.

Now, though, he’d decided, Amanda was his. If he wanted her, he’d have her. Why hold back? Nothing could stop him, least of all Amanda, who was tied up and powerless to resist.

She had no choice but to be dragged through ecstasy with him that night. She cried until she ran out of tears.

Travis was relentless. He’d never gone more than once or twice in a night before, but this time, he didn’t stop. The whole night blurred together. By the end, Amanda was too exhausted to cry anymore. She finally drifted off as dawn crept in.

Right before she lost consciousness, she vaguely heard Travis whisper in her ear, his voice gentle and soft in a way she’d never heard before.

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