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Fuck, I did drink too much.
It’s not the first time I’ve been in Peony’s room without her knowledge at night, but it has been a while. Ever since my father started riding my ass even harder, most of my jobs and assignments have taken place at night. And I didn’t like the way I found Kaiden wrapped around her like a vine one too many nights.
Tonight though, she’s all alone.
As if she was waiting for me.
Because she knows she’s mine.
I can’t tear my eyes away from the creamy expanse of skin that’s on show where her cover has slipped down. The way her loose long hair falls makes her look like she’s not wearing anything, but I can just make out the lace of a camisole peeking above the duvet. That’s a shame. It’s been way too long since I saw Peony naked, and I’m a lot more interested in the view these days than I was back then.
Still, it’s probably for the best. I doubt she’d appreciate my being here if she woke up to me perving on her.
“No, I definitely wouldn’t.” Her voice startles me so much I stumble back a step and trip over something in the dark. To my ears, even over the dull fuzz caused by the too loud music, I’m making too much noise. If Peony’s mum hears and comes to investigate, she’ll kill me.
“She’s at work. And you’re saying all of your thoughts out loud,” Peony informs me, her voice tinged with amusement but raw from crying.
“What’s wrong, Peo?” I ask, making a real effort to get out of my head and focus on her. She sits up and flicks on her bedside light, making me wince, and I can see that she’s been crying.
She looks stunning. Her green eyes are so bright and the dried tear tracks on her cheeks glint silver when she shakes her head. My thoughts go to a dark place, but I bite my tongue to keep them from coming out of my mouth.
“Nothing.” My lips twitch at her snappy, defensive tone. It’s definitely something.
“Bullshit. You weren’t at the party.”
“I didn’t feel well.”
“Since when did feeling unwell make you cry for hours on end?” I ask, unashamedly calling her out on her lie.
She gasps softly, eyes widening in shock. The action causes her chest to swell and my eyes fall to her breasts. I couldn’t control it even if I wanted to. She’s made no effort to cover herself, probably unconcerned because she is in fact wearing a tiny velvet lace-lined top to sleep in, but she seems completely unaware of how her nipples are pebbled against the soft material, like they’re begging for my attention.
Unfortunately, Peony notices where my attention is at and crosses her arms over her chest. It covers her nipples sadly, but it does squeeze her breasts together so I guess every cloud and all that…
“How can you tell?”
“How can I tell what, Peony?” I ask, entirely distracted by the view.
“That I’ve been crying for hours?”
I shrug. “Only two ways you can make your voice all hoarse like that. One’s crying.”
“And the other?”
“Screaming.”
“What makes you think it wasn’t the latter?”
“Because I would never let anyone but me make you scream.”
Her jaw gapes and I silently groan. Fuck. What I wouldn’t give to feed my cock between those pretty little lips of hers. To fist her hair in my hand and to teach her how to take me all the way…
“You want to make me scream, Axel?” she whispers.
“Like you wouldn’t believe.”
“You want to hurt me?” Her question is barely a breath.
“Only in all the best ways.”
