Page 37 of Rush and Ruin


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“The only word I heard in that sentence was ‘dick’.”

“Stop pretending to be some dumb, sex-obsessed mobster! You’re so much more than that.”

How does she do that?

How does she see the good in me when all that’s left is bad?

Depositing her on the mattress, I rise from the bed and walk naked into the bathroom. Returning with a damp towel, I whip the white bedsheet away again.

“Open your legs.”

Her eyes widen. “I really don’t think—”

“No dicks. Just this.” Prizing her knees apart, I press the towel to her swollen pussy, and she closes her eyes with a wince.

“Is it always like that? Sex, I mean.”

“What, painful?”

“No, perfect.” She rolls her eyes at my smirk. “Be honest.”

Short answer?Never. What she and I just made was a sexual supernova, and nothing but a lifetime of shitty lays awaits her after this.

“I figured as much,” she mutters, reading my silence like a book.

Meanwhile, the image of her with another man is so fucking wrong I can’t blink it away.

“How many women have you been with?”

“What the hell is this?Heartbreak High?”

“It’s a serious question.”

“And I’m pissed you’re even asking it.”

I’m tempted to tell her that none of them mattered. That their names are inconsequential, just petty scrawls on a wall that she tore down all by herself this evening.

Not like this. Not like her.

“That many, huh?” she says, sounding hurt. And young.So goddamn young.

Truth is, there’s been no one in six years.

Tossing the towel away, I dip my head between her legs and bury my face in her sweetness. The scent we make together is intoxicating.Her fingers are tangled up in my hair and tugging gently.

“Just answer me one more thing. Did you ever smile for them?”

“I don’t smile for anyone.” I glare at her to prove the point.

“You used to…for me.”

“That was different. We were kids.”

“You did earlier. It was fleeting, but it was there. Right after you made me…”

“Come?”

“Hmm, yes that.”

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