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The way our bodies move together. It’severything. He sets me free. I’m dizzy and tired, and another orgasm hovers on the brink. I know I’ll be sore tomorrow, but it’ll be so worth it. His eyes are locked on mine, and I want to look away, feeling exposed. His stare is too intimate. If it was anyone but Rhys, this would be heaven. It’s the way I’ve always wanted to be looked at. But this is just sex.

“Why can’t I kiss you?”

“Let’s talk about it later.”

“No. Now,” he growls.

“Y... you’re going to make me feel things.”

“Good. Because there’s plenty of things I feel for you.” I dig my fingers into his back. “I was thinking about all the times I sent you money onFollowers. Every time I paid you to let me jack off to your body. Darling, I could drain my bank account and it wouldn’t be enough. You would still be the most priceless thing I’ve ever fucked. You are so much more than anything—”

“Red.” I can’t handle hearing this. “You can’t say things like that when you’re inside me.” I’m embarrassed to pull the safeword again. I should be able to handle a few flattering comments and not take them to heart, but it’s him. For me, those words hold significance. There are consequences if I misinterpret his praise for something deeper than sex.

His jaw clinches when he swallows. We watch each other, battling to stay in the moment. Without warning, my legs are pushed off his shoulders and he drops to his forearms and sinks those strong fingers into my hair. His lips move over mine, and I don’t fight it this time. The way he grips me is tense and full of frustration, but he’s kissing me like I’m the most treasured thing he’s ever held.

At this moment, nothing else matters. Our kiss is emotional, packed with apologies and longing for more in equal measure. It’s a truce.I’m willing if you are.

My pussy clenches as he thrusts. He presses his forehead to mine and catches his breath.

“That’s it, baby.” It doesn’t sound as arrogant as it usually does, it’s encouraging, like he wants to stroke my pleasure, not his ego.This is Rhys, unfiltered.

“Where do you want me to finish?”

“Mark me.”

Pumping a few more times, that familiar tightening pulls at my inner walls. Then Rhys withdraws from my ass and straddles my stomach. He strokes his slick cock a few times while maintaining eye contact and then spurts cum on my chest and neck. The act itself is degrading, the look in his eyes is filled with lust and possession and... devotion. Kneeling over me and panting, he looks like a god. We’re both speechless. Whatever arrangement we had when tonight started no longer exists. That line in the sand washed away.

This wasn’t just a hookup. His gaze tells me he feels the shift too.

After pressing a small kiss to my temple, he carefully backs off me and climbs out of bed, bringing back a wet washcloth to clean me up. Afterward, he leads me into the attached bathroom. Like before, he runs a bath for us, this time adding Epsom salt. I unzip my dress, and it pools at my feet. After climbing in, he takes my hand, ushering me between his muscular thighs.

“You did so well tonight.”

“I didn’t do anything, you did all the work.” I sigh happily.

“You did, Freya. You put a lot of trust into me, and you had no reason to after I lied to you. I’m sorry. I don’t take your trust for granted. I need you to know that.”

Wow.I’m not sure how to respond, so I look down at the water and nod.

“Are you sore?”

“It’s a nice sore.”

He pulls my back to his front and wraps arms around me in a bear hug. I relax against him, and we settle in together, matching our breaths. After what must be ten minutes of silence he asks, “Tell me why you’re onFollowers.”

That came out of left field.

“What do you mean?”

His feather touch skates up and down my arm. The warm water trickles off his fingertips and drips down my cold, pebbled flesh. “I once asked you, and you told me it was just for money. Tell me what the money’s for.”

“A commercial space.”

He doesn’t say anything, so I continue.

“I want to open a patisserie cocktail lounge mash-up. It’s been my dream for a while. But fresh out of college I couldn’t get a business loan, and there’s this spot I picked out that’s going to open up any day now. The location is impeccable. I joinedFollowersto make extra money so that when it becomes available, I can swoop in and make a cash offer.”

He exhales, and it sounds like relief.

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