Chapter 6

Chapter Six

Damon

If visions of Sabrina kept me going, the memory of Fin's voice had haunted me. So much so that when I first heard it, I hadn't believed it was real. I'd assumed it was just in my head, the way it always was.

But the look on Sabrina's face, and the way her gaze kept darting behind me convinced me otherwise.

My body instantly reacted, as I slowly turned, quickly pulling up my jeans and fastening them. The image of the adult Fin took my breath away. The cocky rich kid, the jock that everyone lusted over, men and women alike, had grown into a man. And while Sabrina had always been in the public eye enough that I'd caught glimpses of the way she'd changed over the years, I hadn't seen Fin since the night I went to jail.

"Fin," I gasped. My voice cracked, showing my weakness around him, and I hated myself for it.

He stepped forward, until our chests were almost touching, and laid his palm flat on my cheek. "Hey there, babyboy." The corners of his lips turned up into a smirk. "Seems it's the week for everyone's dirty little secrets to be revealed."

Dirty little secret.

I was Sabrina's. He was mine. What was his?

"What are you doing here?" I repeated. He hadn't answered me the first time.

He still didn't. He advanced on me, his eyes dark and angry. I took a step backward, then another and another until he had me backed up against the wall at the foot of the bed.

"Sabrina and I are a well-kept secret," he admitted. "We've been together for years. We're engaged to be married."

I sucked in a shocked breath. My stomach dropped to my toes. My eyes burned with their betrayal.

And just when I was about to deck him in the face, he continued, "But I came because I knew you'd be here. I heard on the news that you were out, and I suddenly realized how the story about you and Sabrina had broken, and why, after all these years. I knew you'd done it to coax her out, and that you'd know exactly where to look for her. I was on my way here already, but since the news broke, babyboy, you're all I've been able to think about."

He glanced at Sabrina then, and I followed his gaze. She was obviously shocked at his admission. Her eyes were wide, her head like a boomerang as she looked between us.

His gaze lingered on her for a few brief moments, then cut back to my face. "She didn't know about us, it seems. I guess we both kept that secret."

My tongue darted out between my lips as memories assaulted me. My body was frozen. This was not part of the plan. I didn't know what to do. I hadn't seen this coming. If it had been anybody but Fin, I'd have knocked them out already. Or tied them up and forced them to watch.

But it was Fin.

The only man I'd ever been with—by choice anyway. The only person on the planet who knew me. Really knew me. Sabrina came close, but there were things she hadn't known. But Fin knew everything.

He was just standing there, staring at me, his eyes filled with disappointment. I couldn't take it. I wanted his hands on me. I wanted the release he could give me. I could see it in his eyes: He still knew what I needed. He always had.

But he didn't move to touch me. He just stood there, his gaze boring into mine, his chest heaving. Finally, he leaned over and ripped the duct tape off Sabrina's mouth with one swift yank.

She stared at us, open-mouthed, gasping for air as she caught her breath, not saying anything.

He looked from her back to me, then back at her. "What did he do to you? Tell me slowly. Don't leave anything out."

I sucked in a breath. My ass clenched. Finn reached between us and rested his hand on my cock through the fabric of my jeans.

"He… um…" Sabrina seemed at a loss for words, not that I could blame her. "He…" She licked her lips. Her eyes were glued to Finn's hand on my groin. "He put his hand on my neck, not really to choke me, just enough to cut off my airflow so I couldn't scream."

Fin nodded. "Like this?" His free hand came up to the base of my throat, the V between his thumb and his pointer finger pressing against my larynx, just enough to cause pressure and a tiny bit of pain.

Sabrina nodded. My cock hardened beneath his palm.

"Then, what?"

"Then he, um… he pushed me up against the wall. And he, uh… he touched me. Under… under my dress. But on top of my panties."

Fin's lips twisted into a wicked grin. "Like this?" He undid my jeans, just enough to shove his hand down the front.

His palm cupped my shaft, and his fingers squeezed my balls. God, he felt good.

Sabrina gulped and nodded. She wouldn't look directly at me, but it was easy to see she still wasn't sure what to make of this development. Also, she was kind of turned on by it. "Next, he, uh… he kissed me."

The words hadn't fully left her lips before Fin's punishing mouth was on mine. He started soft, exploring my lips in a way I swore he never had before, but after only a moment, the kiss morphed into something harder, darker, more insistent. His tongue forced my mouth open and shoved its way down my throat.

I should have fought him. I could have fought him. Just like I hadn't really forced Sabrina, he wasn't really forcing me. I could have fought him. I could have run.

I didn't.

Instead, my rage seemed to melt away with every second his lips stayed on mine. My body relaxed against his. Tears pricked my eyes.

I could feel Sabrina watching us, and I could barely stand it when Fin broke the kiss and looked to her. "What did he do next?"

"I pushed him away and he put me over his shoulder and carried me in here."

She stopped short and Finn nodded for her to keep going.

"He, uh… he put me down on the bed. And then… he got out the duct tape. And while he was getting it open… I ran. He caught me and pushed me up against the wall again, and he… he touched me. He touched me under my dress again, but this time, he, um, he..."

She trailed off, and I knew exactly why. "I put my fingers inside her," I finished, my gaze meeting Fin's in a challenge.

He smiled slowly, his head bobbing up and down in a nod. "It seems we are at an impasse then. So I've got one question for you, babyboy. Are we gonna do this the easy way, or the hard way?"

Physically, I could overpower Fin, easily. I'd bulked up in jail. I'd had to, for my own safety. But the power struggle between us was mental. Emotionally, I could never bring myself to hurt him, and it would be a fight not to submit to him, to let him master my body in all the ways he always had. But at the same time, I couldn't just give in for him.

I needed... I needed him to make me.

To answer his question, I just shrugged. But I couldn't hide my physical reaction as my cock swelled beneath his fingers.

He tsked softly, shaking his head. "Such a bad boy… Or at least that's what you want people to think, isn't it?" He swiped at my cheek with his thumb. "But it's not really true, is it? You're not bad. You're hurting. You haven't forgiven yourself. You knew what you were doing was bad. I told you to stop. I begged you to not do it. I even offered to give you the money you needed. But you were too proud to let me help. Too stubborn to give up. How'd that work out for you, babyboy?"

FUCK.

Damn him for knowing me so well. For knowing exactly what to say. How to break me. I gritted my teeth together as tears burned the corners of my eyes and sobs built in my chest.

Fuck this. I wouldn't give in. I couldn't. That wasn't what this was about. I was on a mission, and it wasn't going to get derailed just because Fin showed up and started saying things. Things that would have gotten to me once upon a time. Yes, he knew how to push my buttons, but I wasn't the same person I'd been back then.

"Fuck you," I burst out, shoving him out of my way and returning to the bed where Sabrina was still tied down.

"Fuck you," I muttered again, as I stripped out of my clothes and lined my cockhead up with her entrance. "You think I fucking care what you do to me? You think I haven't already had ten times worse done by the corrupted fucks in this town? You think I didn't pretend they were you, just to get through it, Fin? Fuck you."

Shaking my head as if I could get Fin's words and the memories they brought forth off my body, I turned my attention back to Sabrina. My beautiful girl. The one who'd been the one good thing in my life. The one I would have—did do—anything for.

A tear escaped and fell down my cheek. I didn't wipe it away. "I needed you," I told her. My voice cracked. "I needed you."

A tear fell down her cheek, too. I hated the way she was looking at me. Her eyes were full of pity. I couldn't have that. I wanted the fear. I wanted the pain. I wanted her to feel what I'd felt. I needed to be the villain in her story. Because at least if I was the bad guy for real, there'd be a reason for her to abandon me. There'd be a reason we didn't end up together.

I needed there to be a reason. A different reason than me going to jail. A real reason.

"You abandoned me," I growled. "You lied to me." The rage felt good. Comforting. It was an emotion that made sense.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. Her hands rubbed over the top of my head. "I'm sorry, Damon. I was just a kid. We were just kids."

I shook my head. Feelings welled up. Bile rose in my throat. Fuck this shit. "Shut up," I growled. "Just shut up! Just…"

There was nothing left to say. This was a game they were playing. To bring out my emotions. To fuck with my head. To make me forget why I was here. What I wanted. What I deserved.

"So you and Fin?" Sabrina asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I had no idea. All this time, I never knew."

"Big surprise," I scoffed, reaching for the duct tape. "Big fucking surprise. Turns out I'm everyone's dirty little secret."

I tore off a strip and put it tightly over her mouth so she'd shut the fuck up and stop making me feel things.

When she was finally quiet, I thrust my cock deep inside her tight little pussy and reminded her who she really belonged to.

Daddy's home.