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My mouth watered. I needed him inside me, now, and we were most definitely on the same page. He tore my underwear away from my body before I could even process what was happening, and then he lifted me and thrust up into me.
“You. Were. So. Fucking. Careless,” he hissed between thrusts, all teeth and savage grip on me. All I could do was hold on and ride him, moving closer and closer to the edge, feeling him flex around me. His hot breath on my face, his sweat-soaked body, his cock that filled me so perfectly…
“I’m sorry.” My strangled gasp was barely discernible as he buried his face in my shoulder again, biting down, pressing me into the wall as he fucked me mercilessly.
Oh. Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Stars burst beneath my closed lids as I came hard and fast, gripping him with everything I had. His iron grip tightened on me as he followed me over the edge, pulsing inside me, his cum marking me as his.
“Caiden.” I breathed his name as he kind of collapsed back onto the workout bench behind us, me straddling him, my arms around his neck, his dick still inside me.
“What am I gonna do with you?” His voice was so pained, and I knew what he was saying. Why had I been so stupid? He already had to go through losing his mother, and then to have me disappear not once, but twice, if you included tonight…why hadn’t I at least sent him a message? What had possessed me to climb out of an upstairs window? Why didn’t I think?
“I’m so fucking sorry, Cade. Please…” I had the biggest lump in my throat, and I could hardly get the words out around it. I swallowed, still breathing hard. “Please…” I took a deep breath. “Please don’t do anything rash. I—I don’t…”
Argh. My huff was audible—it wasn’t meant to be.
“You don’t what?” The rage and pain were masked by something else. Curiosity, perhaps?
I drew back to meet his eyes.
There he was.
My boyfriend.
His gaze all stormy, still angry, but tempered with his curiosity and what I thought was concern. And maybe something else, something I couldn’t think, let alone say aloud.
He made my heart skip a beat.
“When you look at me like—” I stammered, flustered.
“Like what?” His voice grew impossibly soft, as he cupped my face in his hands, not allowing me any escape from his intense gaze.
“Like…I don’t know. Like you care.” I lowered my eyes, unable to look at him anymore.
He lifted my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze again.
“I do care. So fucking much. Why do you think I was so angry? You could’ve called or sent a message. We could’ve created a diversion for you so you could get out without putting yourself in danger!” His eyes closed for a moment, a muscle ticking in his jaw, before he turned the full force of his stormy gaze back on me again.
Being the centre of his focus?
It was like being in the hottest part of a fire.
He burned my defences away, leaving the truth exposed.
But I couldn’t say it.
Couldn’t think it.
I threw my walls up over the top, smothering the flames.
“I wasn’t thinking.”
“Remember what happened to my mum? Remember what happened to you, when you were fucking taken!”
