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"In my head, it was you touching me. When I fell, it was for you."
My lips are on hers before I've even registered that I've moved. My tongue plunges into her mouth, twisting with hers as I hike her leg up around my waist.
I kiss her, grinding my cock against her core until I swear I'm going to combust with my need for her.
"I need you. I need you so fucking bad," I pant into her mouth.
"This doesn't change anything, Bex. This… it—"
"Like fuck it doesn't."
"I'm still his. I can't be yours."
I hear her words, but I refuse to actually listen to them. I can't. It's too fucking painful.
"Right now you can be."
I lift her from the floor and her legs automatically wrap around my waist as I carry her to the bed.
Lowering her back to her feet, I wrap my hands around the bottom of her tank and pull the fabric up her body, revealing her bare breasts beneath.
"Fuck, you're beautiful." Stooping down, I suck one of her nipples into my mouth, tracing the marks that still linger on her chest from the last time I was here.
"Bexley," she cries out, and my chest swells. Not once did she cry his name last night.
"Again. Say it again," I demand as I switch to the other side.
"Bexley." Her fingers thread into my hair and she scratches at my scalp.
It feels so fucking good.
Wrapping my hands around the back of her thighs, I flip her back onto the bed and quickly rid her of her leggings and panties until she's laid out beneath me in nothing but her Electi crest.
I want to demand she takes it off—or better, rip it from her like I did last time—but part of me needs the reminder that this isn't how our future looks.
She's his, no matter what I take from her.
Reaching out, I take it between my fingers and her eyes widen in horror.
"N-no. Not again," she begs.
My nostrils flare with anger that she wants that piece of him.
Releasing the pendant, my fingers wrap around her throat. "I'm taking what's his, Mia. I don't give a shit about the consequences.”
She swallows nervously, but after two seconds she nods. "I… I don't want to give it to him."
My heart swells to the point I fear it might just explode in my chest. "You shouldn't be giving it to me. I'm not a good person either."
"I know, but you're a saint compared to him."
Silence falls over her room as we stare at each other. The magnitude of this moment weighs down on both of us, but like fuck is it going to stop me.
Releasing her, I reach behind my head. I pull my shirt off in one move and drop it over the side of the bed before I lower my hands to my waistband and quickly shed my jeans and boxers.
Her eyes zero in on my hard cock, and she props herself up on her elbows so she can get a proper look at me.
The bruises from last weekend are still there, but they're beginning to fade now.
