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“Motherfucker,” he growls, his hands pinning my wrists above my head.
“You want to play rough, Sugar? Fine, we’ll play rough." He uses his body to keep me pinned while he frees his cock, then he shoves my legs apart and thrusts inside me.
“I hate you,” I scream at him as my body welcomes him inside.
“No, you don’t. You’re just a fucking coward. Too afraid to take what you want, so you run away like a scared little girl.”
I lift my head and sink my teeth into his neck.
“Fuck,” he howls, his dick getting even harder. He speeds up, fucking me into submission. “You love me. Say it.”
“No. I won’t tell you shit. Not when you smell like another woman.”
He pauses for a second before pulling out and hauling us both to our feet. He drags me to the bathroom and shoves me in the shower. I yelp when he turns on the cold water, and he steps in behind me, bending me over the built-in bench before surging back inside me.
“You come to me with another man’s cum inside you, but another woman hugs me, and you lose your mind?”
He yanks my hair back when I don’t answer, never slowing his punishing pace. “Oh no, you don’t. You don’t get to shut me out. Stop being a fucking bitch and tell me the truth,” he yells before his voice softens. “Tell me I am not alone in this, that what I’m feeling is not one-sided.”
I swallow as he reaches around and squeezes my clit hard.
“Tell me,” he roars before letting go of my clit. The blood rushes to it, sending me flying over the cliff with nothing to catch me below.
“I love you. I love you. I love you,” I scream over and over again, sounding like a mantra as tears drip from my chin.
He pulls free, and I feel our combined releases run down my legs. Turning me to face him, he ignores the water beating down on us as his forehead presses against mine. “There was no other woman. One taste of you, and I was ruined. Nothing else will ever compare.”
I reach up and cup his jaw, reading the truth in his eyes.
“I did get a hug from a ninety-year-old woman, though, when I caught her after she tripped. She was cute, but not my type.”
“What’s your type?”
“You. Turns out I have a sweet tooth.”
He reaches behind him and pulls his wet T-shirt off over his head and tosses it into the corner before shoving his jeans the rest of the way down his legs, kicking them off with his boxers. Reaching for the shower gel, he pours some onto a sponge before washing me from head to toe. He wasn’t lying when he said he liked taking care of me. But is it enough?
“I’m not sure I’m going to like what’s going on behind your eyes. Do I need to fuck you again?”
“Depends.”
He grins before pinning me against the cool tiles. “What’s going on in your head?”
“How is this going to work, Maxim?”
“Honestly? I don’t know, but the difference between me and you is that I don’t care. I’m willing to ride this thing until the wheels fall off. Besides, as much as what we do and who we are will be a hindrance, they will also be our saving grace.”
“How so?”
He reaches around and turns off the water before grabbing a towel from the hook and wrapping it around me.
“Individually, we have many enemies. Collectively, that’s a hell of a lot of people gunning for us. Imagine how formidable we’ll be if we join forces. Who the fuck is going to mess with us?”
I stare at him, contemplating his words, as he wraps a towel around his waist. “It won’t be that easy.”
“I never said it would be, but easy is boring. Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“I’m thinking you’re insane.”
