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She yawns. “They told me to have someone wake me up every few hours.”
“I will. Come on.” I tuck her under the covers, then duck into the bathroom to clean up and change. When I return, she’s out cold. I ease into the bed quietly, trying not to disturb her but she turns and curls up against me.
Sleep’s not coming for me.
This is bad.
What if they’d done worse? Came at her when she was home alone?
The savage need to protect her claws at my chest. Something else burns in my heart. I pull her closer and kiss the top of her head. “I love you, buttercup.”
Saying it when she’s asleep seems a hell of a lot safer.
I should let her go. End things now. Before she gets dragged into anything else.
But it’s too late.
Way too fucking late.
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Grinder
I doze with Serena in my arms for maybe an hour. At some point, she yawns and stretches, sliding her leg against mine.
My cock jumps to attention.
Not now, you sick motherfucker.
Serena gasps. Her eyes pop open wild and terrified until they land on me.
“Oh, thank God.” She lunges, wrapping her arms around me.
“Easy, buttercup. I’m right here.”
She quiets down and I think she’s fallen asleep when she drags her fingers over my chest and pulls herself up toward the pillows. Her soft lips press against my cheek. She uses her teeth to tug at my earlobe. The gentle pull sends a streak of fire straight to my dick.
“What’re you doing, buttercup?”
“Make me feel…make me feel better, Grayson, please.”
“What do you need?”
“Touch me.”
Is that going to make her feel better or make things worse?
“I think you need more rest.”
She rolls to her back and lifts her hips, wriggling her shorts down her legs.
“What are you doing?”
Without answering, she shackles her hand around my wrist and pulls. I slide closer, gathering her in my arms.
“Mmm.” She rubs her face against my chest. “I feel so safe when you hold me.”
“Good. You’re safe here.”
She bumps her hips into my hand.
I slip my hand between her legs and slide her underwear to the side. “This where you want me to touch you?”
“Oh,” she sighs, her head rolling to the side. “Yes.”
Wet. So wet. I slick my fingers through her center, stopping to rub her clit. Her hips jerk.
“Yes, yes,” she whispers. Her nails dig into my bicep. I slip my free arm under her, pulling her against my chest. My fingers awkwardly grab and tug at her cutoff T-shirt until her breasts pop free.
I suck the closest nipple into my mouth, lashing my tongue over the hard tip. She moans and arches, spreading her legs wider.
“Please,” she whines. “Make me come.”
Christ, if those aren’t my three favorite words out of her mouth. I swear that sweet little plea follows me in my dreams some nights.
I slide my hand lower, pushing my middle finger inside her, while grinding the heel of my hand into her clit.
“Like that?” I whisper, kissing her cheek.
“Yes,” she hisses, rocking against my hand. Her breathing quickens. “Harder.”
I add another finger, pushing deep, watching her face for her reaction.
“Oh.” Her body shudders violently. Around my fingers, her muscles flutter and tighten.
“That’s it,” I encourage. “Feel good?”
She moans and nods, her body still quivering. My cock’s suffocating to death in my briefs, wanting all that wet, slick heat my fingers are slipping through.
“Uh.” Her body jerks away from me and she slams her legs shut.
“Too much?” I tease, pulling my hand free.
She laughs softly and stares up at me, gently tracing her fingers over my cheek. “Thank you.” She rubs her thumb over my bottom lip. “I hate to be greedy, but I need more.”
“I love when you’re greedy. But I don’t want to hurt you.”
“I know how gentle you can be.” She reaches down, tugging at my briefs. My cock springs free and she curls her fingers around me, softly stroking. “Please.”
“Ah, fuck.” I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Please,” she whispers again.
I shove my shorts all the way off, kicking them to the floor.
She watches every move.
“You sure you feel all right?”
Holding my gaze, she hooks her fingers in her underwear and drags them down her legs, gracefully pulling them off and tossing them aside.
As if I’m not already crazed, she pulls her knees up, digs her heels into the mattress and spreads wide. “Come to me. I want to feel you on top of me, Gray.”
I reach for one of the pillows, stuffing it under her hips, then gather her in my arms, slowly guiding myself inside her.
She sighs and gasps, lifting her legs to wrap them around my waist. “That’s what I wanted.” She loops her arms around my neck, dragging me closer.
“Whatever my buttercup wants, she gets.” I tease my lips against hers.
“Harder, Gray. You’re not going to hurt me.”
“Give me a second. I’m enjoying your tight, wet cunt wrapped around my dick right now.”
