Free Meant to Be Yours: New Adult BBW College Romance (Derek and Jaike Book 2) by Marian Tee

feral light in Derek’s stormy gaze hadn’t completely died, that his doubts about her desire to belong to him hadn’t been completely erased.
    “I need to make sure your body won’t forget it’s mine.”
    It was all he said before the agonizingly exquisite pleasure of falling apart in his arms started all over again. Before she knew it, he had rolled himself to his back and he was slowly impaling her with his cock—
    She whimpered as she felt her pussy widening to accommodate him in this new position. Somehow, she felt even fuller, and she could feel herself turning red all over when she saw that Derek was watching her every expression.
    “You should stop staring,” she half-begged, half-demanded.
    “No. You’re mine.” It was all he said before he had her bouncing on his cock, his mouth latching on to her nipple.
    Throughout the night, there was no rest for her, Derek making her come again and again until she was limp and near to passing out, her voice hoarse from crying his name out so many times.
    Only when Jaike was sleeping did Derek slowly come to his senses. When he did, he could only stare at the girl lying so innocently next to him, aghast and disgusted by his selfish ways. What the fuck had come over him? Had he been so fucking jealous and scared of losing her to Angelo that he had practically fucked her to unconsciousness?
    He should feel guilty about what he did, but apparently he was more a monster than he himself had realized. Because right now, looking at Jaike and remembering what they had just done, all he wanted was to fuck her again.
    When Jaike slowly woke up, she found Derek fully clothed and seated at the edge of her bed. Her eyes blinked open groggily. “Derek?”
    He said tonelessly, “Let’s break up.”

Chapter Seven

    Jaike shot to a seated position on her bed, keeping the covers close to her naked form by crossing her arms over her chest. “Excuse me?” Maybe she had just dreamt it – maybe it was a fleeting nightmare she remembered. Surely Derek couldn’t have just said those words.
    “You heard me.”
    “I don’t think I did.”
    After a beat, Derek said flatly, “We should break up. That’s what I said. We should—”
    She said stiffly, “You don’t have to repeat it again.” She counted quietly to herself. One, two, three…
    She was not going to freak out.  
    Seven, eight, nine…
    Even if it felt like he was dumping her right after he had taken her virginity…
    Twelve, thirteen—
    Fuck being calm about it.
    She grabbed a pillow and hit his face as hard as she could. She kept hitting him and hitting him, not wanting to stop because if she did then he would see her—
    “Stop it.” Derek finally managed to take hold of her hands and pull it down. Looking at her, he was aghast to find her crying. On the other hand, the baser side of him also noticed that the covers had fallen to her waist, leaving her upper half completely bare. Every time her chest heaved, her glorious breasts would rise and fall with it, presenting Derek with a temptation that his cock urged him not to resist.
    “Why are you crying?” he demanded.
    “What kind of stupid question is that?”
    He had to ask, even if knowing the answer could rip his heart into half. “Do you hate me that much?” He told himself to wait for an answer, to be a fucking man and face the consequences of his actions. But he couldn’t. He didn’t want to hear her answer because even just for today, he wanted to pretend he still had a chance with her. That he could still make it up to her.
    “I’m sorry,” he said harshly. “You didn’t deserve the way I treated you last night. I know saying I’m sorry isn’t enough, but I’m saying it still. I’m sorry for acting like an animal—”
    Jaike couldn’t believe her ears. “I-is that w-why you want us to break up?”
    “What other reason is there?”
    He looked at her like she was dumb as a post, and she couldn’t help looking back at him the same