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“Achille, we’ll share the bed. It’s not a problem.”
His lip curled. “I’ll pass.”
Hurt throbbed deep inside me. “Why?”
“Because I have no interest in dealing with your meltdown when you realize you don’t want me.” His bitter words washed my veins with ice.
“But I do want you.”
His smile flattened. “You think you do, but you’re just scared. Scared of what it means to be with me. And you’re right to be. I’m not the safe choice.”
I reached out, brushing his arm. “I’m not scared.”
He stepped out of reach. “You are. I thought…maybe this could be different. But I won’t chase a girl that runs from me, even if it kills me to let her go.”
I took his hands, and his ferocious expression softened. “Fear’s a funny thing. Grew up with it nippin’ at my heels, but my mama, she taught us to face it head-on. ‘Fear,’ she’d say, ‘is a shadow cast by the light of your dreams.’ And you ain’t my shadow. You’re part of the light, helping me hunt down those dreams, dark as they may be.”
He stared into my eyes. “What if I turn into the darkness?”
“You won’t, because I see you. You’re the man who stands with me, who fights for me. A man I’m not afraid to stand beside.”
“Then why do you always run?”
I swallowed hard. “’Cause I’m livin’ the life my sister should’ve had with you. It’s like I stole it from her, and the guilt weighs me down every day.”
The hunger in his eyes kept growing, feeding the frenzy within me. The air felt charged. Ready to explode.
I touched his chest. “But I’m done runnin’. I’m sick and tired of fighting this.”
“So don’t.”
“I won’t. I can’t.”
I curled my hand around his neck and pulled. Slowly, he bent toward me. I raised myself on my toes and kissed his open mouth. The kiss was slow, his tentative strokes matching mine.
He wrapped his arms around me, only taking what I gave him. My palm slid down his abdomen and the front of his jeans, skating down his hard thigh to the heat between his legs. He was big. My fingers brushed his stiff cock.
Achille breathed in fast. Then he grabbed my hair and yanked me in a violent kiss. It was like the second time he’d kissed me, all tongue and teeth. His body pushed me backward. We stumbled into the bedroom. We were like animals, locking on each other. God, I needed him, and it made me feel so guilty.
I dropped onto the mattress.
He ripped his T-shirt over his head, his biceps flexing. My mouth watered as I watched, devouring the sight of him. He was beautiful. I couldn’t wait to put my hands on all that muscle.
He seized my dress and tore it, leaving me naked except for a thong. My nipples stiffened into aching points. Staring at me, he undid his belt. The leather strap caught in the buckle. He tugged at it, and when he freed himself, hurled it across the room. He shoved his pants off.
Then his cock was in his hands—cut, thick, and too big. He kicked his jeans aside and clambered onto the bed, which groaned with his weight. Starting from my neck, his broad hand swept my curves. He lingered on my breasts, massaging, groping. Then he went down my waist and belly, snagging the tight string hugging my hips. He pulled. It trailed up and down my legs, reaching my ankles. I kicked them off my feet. Then he climbed over me, knocking my knees apart.
He buried his face in the crook of my neck and inhaled. A low rumble echoed from his throat. His lips brushed the hollow under my ear, and tingles skated across my skin. Kissing his way to my mouth, he gripped my thigh. He pushed, bracing the other leg under his. He spread me open as far as he could, and cool air hit my pussy.
I flushed.
He looked at me, one hand on his cock. Staring at that intimate part of me. His thumb spread precum over the head. His fingers tensed on me.
I touched his face.
He grabbed my wrists, pinning them over my head. “Don’t move.”
His voice shouldn’t have made me clench my thighs. His dark glare was my only warning before he stabbed into me. I gasped, my world shattering with the swift pain. So full. He pulled out and split me apart, filling me to the hilt, and it burned. It burned so damn good. Then he fucked me with deep thrusts, the size of him so overwhelming that I contracted around him.
