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He fucks me harder, faster, and lights blast behind my eyes. Tears pour down my cheeks as he reaches around and finds my clit. I’m not ready, and yet he does it. He pulls the orgasm out of me as I cry and scream his name.
“Tarek! Fuck!” My body tenses, and I finally let go. I let go just for him. His body jerks behind me until he’s finished coming. When he pulls out of me, he lowers himself to the bed next to me. I fall to my stomach, worn out and spent from what he just did to me.
“You’re cryin’.”
“It was a lot,” I tell him. He reaches over and wipes my cheek before leaning in and kissing my forehead. He adjusts himself in the bed before pulling my head over to his chest and running his fingers through my hair.
“I can’t make promises. None of us can because there’s always somethin’ that breaks them, but I’m gonna do my best to come back to you.”
“That isn’t good enough,” I tell him. “I need you here.”
“It’s the best I can do, Pierson. I know it isn’t what you wanted to hear, but it’s the best I can do,” he repeats. I nod my head and press a kiss to his chest as he sighs.
“I just want you back,” I whisper.
“I’ll do everything I can to make that happen.”
“Thank you, Tarek.”
Chapter 19
Tarek
They say trauma heals over time. If enough time passes, you’ll forget and move on. I haven’t, and I don’t think I ever will. I haven’t moved on from Bethany’s death. I don’t think that’s even possible. Things become engrained in your head, and you have no choice but to live with them. Bethany’s engrained in my mind and soul. But now, so is Pierson.
I think back to the day I found her. I could have left her there and made it someone else’s problem, but I didn’t. I couldn’t because something about that poor lost soul called to me, and now look at where we are, what we’re facing. Leaving her hurts. I know it hurts her too, and that’s the last thing I want.
It doesn’t change things, though. It changes nothing in my mind or my heart.
“You ready for this?” Cage asks as I suit up and pull on one of Mask’s cuts. Nodding, I slip my gun into the back of my jeans and hear GeeGee screaming.
“She’s not here!” We turn to face her, and I can tell by the look on her face that I won’t like what she has to say.
“Who?” Cage asks.
“Pierson is gone. She isn’t in the room.” Fuck! I took that goddamn bracelet off her to take her outside. I should have known better. I should have seen this coming.
“Fuck!” I roar.
“We don’t know that she’s gone,” Cage adds. I turn my head and glare at him. She’s gone. She fucking left knowing I was going to leave today. I can’t believe her.
“She’s gone,” I tell him.
“So now what? Do we stop the whole thing?” he asks. I could say yes, that I don’t want to do this anymore, but I won’t do that. She’s out there somewhere, and I won’t let her live her life looking over her shoulder.
“No. I’m still goin’ in,” I tell him.
“For what? She bolted, Tarek.” Twitch reminds me.
“I’m well aware, but I’m pretty sure I know where she went.”
“You think she went back?”
“She was plannin’ somethin’. I could see it in her eyes. Maybe she figured I wouldn’t go in if she went back,” I tell them. It’s the obvious answer.
“You don’t know that for sure,” Ridge adds.
“No, I don’t.”
