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Huxley doesn’t give me a second to catch my breath because his movements are ferocious and angry. His anger is felt in his thrusts. He finds a rhythm that tingles pleasure in every pore of my body. I glimpse us in the mirror; I eagle-spread for him and him owning my body.
His hands are on my hips as he pounds into me. He doesn’t seem close, but I am on the brink of winning an orgasm but losing the bet.
“It’s always you I think about,” I moan. “Ever since I fucking met you, I fucked myself to images of you fucking me exactly like this.”
I hate admitting this, but I know it’s working when his breathing gets faster and his movements harder.
“Naked and alone. I spread my legs and imagine you fucking me with your tongue. I imagine you teasing me with your cock. When I play with my clit, I imagine it’s the head of your dick teasing me before you push in and take what belongs to you.”
“Fuck. Stop.”
I can feel him throbbing, but I’m closer than he is.
I grab his arms as he does everything to make me fall into oblivion.
“It belongs to you, Hux. My pussy belongs to you. Whenever. Wherever. It’s never anyone else’s name. All I moan isHuxley.All I want is you. So take me. Own me. I’m yours.”
A loud groan falls from his lips as he loses the battle and spills into the condom. But his thrusts don’t stop, and when his thumb brushes back and forth on my clit, I finally find my release.
He collapses on top of me as we try to catch our breath. He doesn’t lift his head from the crook of my neck. We lay in silence for a long time. I wonder if he fell asleep, but I feel small kisses peppered on my neck.
Huxley wraps his arms around me and drags me further up the bed. He pulls the condom off, ties it and gets up to discard it.
I wrap the covers around my body and lay down with a sated smile. I watch as he gathers his clothes. But to my surprise, he doesn’t get dressed. He carefully lays them on the armchair and climbs into bed next to me.
“I’m too tired to drive. Don’t worry. I’ll be gone before you wake up.”
I want to tell him that he doesn’t have to sneak out in the morning. I want to experience waking up next to him. But I don’t because that will risk Xavier seeing him.
“When will you transfer the car to my name?”
“Consider it handled. Go to sleep, sweetheart.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I turn off my bedside lamp and roll over so my back is to him. I want to wrap my arms around him, but it feels too intimate.
More intimate than having sex?
I try to sleep, but I’m too aware of his large body next to mine. I close my eyes, and even my breathing, but sleep still evades me.
After a long while, when he thinks I’ve fallen asleep, I feel his arms wrap around my body. I’ve missed this type of intimacy that makes you feel safe and at home.
His lips press against my temple. “I missed you,” he murmurs against my skin.
The soft pads on his fingers run up and down my back. They trail along my arms until he takes my hand in his. His fingers thread through mine, and he gently squeezes to not wake me.
“What have I done?” he whispers to himself. “I’ve let the snake bite me.”
18
Ihitsendonthe text to Huxley to let him know I’m on my way to the office. The man has such little patience. Technically, my workday doesn’t start for another twenty minutes, but he has bombarded me with messages. From the tone of them, I know today is going to be tiresome.
My mood sours even further when I see Elliot on the pavement with flowers. He waves at me, and it takes all my willpower not to run him over.
I roll my window down. “What do you want?”
He takes my stopping as a chance to climb into the passenger seat.
I should have run him over.
