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His secret? “I don’t understand.”

“You shouldn’t try to. Some lies should remain just that, otherwise the truth will destroy you.”

A lump formed in my throat, I swallowed around it, trying to process what he was saying.

“I took the necklace because in every photo of you I’d ever seen, you were wearing it.”

“Huh?” I froze. “When did you see pictures of me?”

“You’re not listening close enough.” His smile grew, dipping into devilry. “I was always coming for you Nova. Job or not, you were going to be in my bed.”

Whoa. I wasn’t expecting any of this. My mouth opened and closed, nothing coming out. His words knocked me completely off kilter.

“Why?” I breathed out.

“Is the truth that hard for you to see? You really haven’t figured it out?” He brought a hand to my face. Cupping my jaw, he dragged a thumb across my cheek. “Even after I’ve killed to steal you away, and to get you back…” he expelled a stream of air, sinking his teeth into his lower lip. “You haven’t realized how fucking obsessed with you I’ve become?”

“What?” My voice wavered; a weak laugh dispelled from between lips slightly parted in disbelief.

I stared up at him, my eyes feeling as if they were about to bulge from my head. His revelation elated me as much as it scared and pissed me off. Possessive. Intense. Dominating. Those were words I would associate with him. But obsessed? And with me? How the did that even happen? Did the universe need a good laugh, so it decided to throw two screwed up people together?

“I’m not sure what to make of any of this.”

“I know,” he replied coolly.

“How do I know you’re not still messing with my head?”

He quirked a perfect brow. “I confess to you, and you think I’m fucking with your head?”

“Can you blame me?” I reached up and pushed against his chest.

“You’re right. I should have started with an apology.”

I shook my head from side to side. “I don’t want to hear your bullshit apology.”

“Then don’t.” He placed his hand on my chest and pressed down, forcing my back to the bed. “Just feel me.”

The sly smile he offered was the last thing I saw before he began to move down my body. He wasted no time. His hands and mouth seemed to be everywhere, creating a slow burning fire wherever they touched. My shirt disappeared, leaving my upper half completely nude.

His lips skimmed down my collar bone to my left breast. He cupped it, firmly, closing his mouth over the hardened nipple. He nipped with his teeth, swirling his tongue over it to soothe the sting.

I closed my eyes and moaned softly, stroking the top of his silky hair.

His cock hardened against my thigh, the metal piercing at the tip of it brushed across my skin. The feel of it against me bringing an overwhelming ache to the juncture between my legs.

It hadn’t been that long, but it’d been far too long without him. Everything other than the two of us melted away. I needed him inside me. “Rh…Rhys,” I breathed, tapping his shoulder.

“I know what you want. Be patient and I’ll give you every inch of it.” He moved away from my breast, eyes staring up at me as he continued his path to my pussy.

He glanced down and placed a hand between us, sliding one finger down my throbbing slit. “You’re so goddamn wet, I can practically see my reflection in your juices.”

He took hold of my calves and pushed my legs up until my knees were bent, settling them over his shoulders.

He parted my lips with two fingers, and then traced the opening with the flat of his tongue. “Mm, I love the way you taste, baby-girl.”

Without further preamble, he placed his mouth over my pussy and began to fuck me with his mouth and fingers.

I lost track of time, breathing heavy with every moan he wrenched from me. I tangled my fingers in his hair, tugging and pulling as the pleasure increased. Looking past the rise and fall of my breasts, seeing his strong, inked arms wrapped around me to keep me in place, and his gorgeous face buried in my pussy…

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