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“Gray,” she whispered, sliding her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. “Please…”

But, he hesitated.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, searching his face.

“Why do you want me? I’m so fucking broken.” His voice caught and doubt shadowed his face.

Aubrey pressed a soft kiss directly over his heart. “Broken things can be put back together, Gray.”

“Not always.”

“You deserve happiness. Stop punishing yourself.” Her hand slid down the front of his pajama bottoms, fingers wrapping around his hard cock and squeezing. “And if you don’t finish what you started, I’m going to be very disappointed.”

With a muffled curse, Gray pulled back. “I don’t have protection.”

They exchanged a look and then both said, “Zane.”

“Be right back.” Gray slipped from the bed and jogged out of the room.

While he went in search of a condom, Aubrey let out a very satisfied sigh. No one had ever made her feel beautiful like Gray did. Made her feel wanted. Needed. He went above and beyond to make sure she was cared for, inside and outside the bedroom. God, she couldn’t wait to see what else he was capable of, and a surge of anticipation made her core clench.

He needed to make peace with whatever happened in his past, and she would do everything she could to help that happen.

Gray returned quickly, clutching an entire box of condoms, and she smirked. He tossed it on the bed, and she opened it and grabbed one while he shoved his bottoms off. Aubrey’s eyes widened and she sucked in a sharp breath. He was even more well-endowed than she’d guessed.

“Zane isn’t here, is he?” she asked breathlessly.

“No.” Gray climbed back onto the bed and took the condom from her. She watched greedily as he rolled it on, wanting and needing that huge cock deep inside her. “Smartass left a whole box of condoms on his nightstand. With a note.”

“A note?”

“Yeah,” he grunted as he moved back between her legs. Aubrey dropped them open in invitation as he settled there, fisting his cock and rubbing his engorged tip along her wet slit. “It said…”

“What?” she moaned as he pressed inside her, just a bit.

“Fuck your dry spell.” Then he sank inside her and Aubrey arched beneath him, crying out.

“Oh, God…Gray…” Her body stretched to its absolute limit, but she wanted more. Needed all of him. “More,” she hissed, and he lifted her leg, bending her knee, and plunged deeper.

They both moaned and her head fell back, sinking into the pillows, grabbing onto his left upper arm, trying to steady herself. Her nails dug into his rock-hard biceps, but she was careful to avoid the bandage on his other arm. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt him and she had a feeling he was holding back, also worried about hurting her. She wasn’t sure how she’d managed to take him all, but now that he was buried to the hilt, her body began to adjust and welcome him.

“Move…please…” she begged.

Gray immediately started moving, his hips thrusting, and they fell into a perfect rhythm almost right away. Skin to skin, bodies moving together, Aubrey bit her lip and felt her pleasure begin to build all over again. Nothing had ever felt this good. And no man had ever felt this right.

Grayson Ellis was hitting all the right spots. And she was talking about more than just her G-spot.

There was no way she could hold out and her orgasm hit fast and hard, blasting her entire body into a light storm of bliss and sensation. Overwhelmed, emotion roared through her along with wave after wave of pleasure, and tears filled her eyes.

Oh, my God.She was crying during sex. She’d never done that before.

Above her, Gray picked up his pace, thrusting harder. He groaned, his big body shuddering as he came. His head dropped between his shoulder blades and he was panting, still deep inside her. He finally opened his eyes, frowning when he saw her tears.

“Did I hurt you?” He cupped her face, amber eyes turning almost panicked.

“No,” Aubrey said, quickly reassuring him. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” A bewildered look crossed his rugged face.

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