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Once she had my shirt off, I picked her up and sat her on the sink counter, parting her thighs and stepping between them. Our kisses intensified, with me nipping her lip and tugging her hair, sinking everything into it. My hand made its way between her legs, finding her already soaked for me.
“Oh, Cody, yes,” she said, letting her head fall back as I dipped two fingers inside of her. “I missed you.”
She hadn’t just missed my fingers. She’d missed all of me, just like I’d missed her.
I put aside the swell of feelings that sentiment ignited inside of me and kept fingering her, rubbing that spot that made her squirm. Her hands fumbled past mine to reach into my pants, taking my cock out and stroking it. My hips jerked, thrusting into her small hand. I’d only dealt with my own rough one, so the softness of hers was a welcome change. She knew my body well and touched me in just the right way to make me lose my breath.
And I knew her body, too. She was already close, but I didn’t want her to come on my fingers. I pulled away.
“I was almost about to come,” she said. Her pout was even more delicious from how kiss-swollen her lips were.
“I know. And I want you to come on my cock, baby,” I said, pulling her off the sink and turning her around.
The mirror was slightly foggy, so I grabbed a hand towel and cleared it so we could see ourselves. She was so tiny in front of me, but still, she was a perfect fit.
I pulled her hips back and angled myself inside of her. I’d been on top when we fucked countless times, but something about seeing her eyes widen, then flutter closed when I sank into her from behind, was even hotter. I wrapped my hand around her hair and pulled, making her back arch.
We locked eyes in the mirror as I pounded into her mercilessly, taking out all the pent-up sexual need inside of me on her. Neither of us were being quiet about it. My hips slapped against her ass over and over again, and her cries were so loud that the others had to have heard her, even from the other side of the apartment. My other hand went around her to rub her clit. I didn’t tease her or take my time.
“Come on my cock right now, Taylor,” I said, looking at her in the mirror. “I need to feel you.”
Taylor’s mouth opened in a silent cry as I worked her faster and faster. Finally, she broke, bowing her head and shaking all over. Seeing her fall to pieces while my body overshadowed her from behind made me crack, spilling inside of her with so much force that I got dizzy.
I braced my hands on the counter on either side of her body, catching my breath. I pulled out of her and pulled my boxers back up, leaving my shirt open.
She turned around, resting her hands on my chest and looking up at me with warmth in her gaze.
“I missed that,” she said, running her hand along her stubbly cheek. “Since my stalker is behind bars, do you want to come back to me?”
I looked down, closing my eyes. Now that I’d come, my head started to clear. I’d wanted to do that, but we weren’t just two people fucking. We had more on the line here. Some of our reality had changed, but at its core, it hadn’t. Taylor was in a position where she was at risk, and I didn’t want to lose someone I loved again because I couldn’t protect her. The idea was unfathomable. I wanted her, but I wanted my distance, too.
“I want to, but it’s still not a good idea,” I said. “That guy was just one of many people who could want to hurt you.”
She blinked, gently pushing me back to put a half foot of space between us.
“So you don’t want to get back together,” she said, her voice flat.
“I could if it was just physical.”
She laughed humorlessly. The sharp contrast between that laugh and her usual exuberant one was a knife to the chest.
“No,” she said. “I can’t just do that. I need all of you. It doesn’t feel right to almost be with you without having our emotional connection.”
Before I could protest, she grabbed her towel off the floor and disappeared into her bedroom without another word.
CHAPTER27
Ethan
Seeing the stormy look on Taylor’s face after we heard her and Cody fucking didn’t bode well. But I didn’t want to pry or get into a conversation that went dark places, so I gave her space. She’d had a stressful day, anyway.
Instead, I let Harrison comfort her—and chew out Cody for whatever he’d done to her—while I continued to pour over her father’s autopsy report. I’d had to contact a few people to get more details about certain aspects of it—discrepancies, mostly—but I had most of it digested. And it wasn’t good.
I waited for a few days, so I was fully sure of my findings. Her mood had been down, and I didn’t want her to feel even worse. Finally, she seemed to be in a more neutral mood, so I sat down with her after dinner. Harrison and Cody were out picking up a few things from the corner store for her.
There wasn’t an easy way to tell her any of this. I just had to lay out the facts.
“Hey,” she said with a half-smile. “What’s up?”
