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Longing.
Pain.
She’d been swimming in the pain for too long. And only he seemed to know how to bring the others back to her. She took all he had to offer.
Her fingers trembled as she fought with the buttons on his shirt.
She needed him now.
Right now.
* * *
Simon’s pulse spiked. It had been weeks since he’d had her focused attention on him. Again, he didn’t blame her. The first few weeks after the accident had been fast and furious touching in the night. Almost nightmare-induced.
They’d come together in an insane level of skin and sweat to remind each other they were alive.
But then it had been one thing or another coming between them. Hell, they were rarely sleeping in their bed at the same time.
Here and now, with her hands on him…he couldn’t stop her. Couldn’t even pretend to say no.
She cleared the buttons of his shirt in record time and was shoving it off his shoulders even as he was fighting with the cuffs. She stilled his hands behind his back, bunching the material tighter so his shoulders were pinned wide. Her dark eyes were lit with something wild and fuck if he didn’t want to chase it.
She placed her mouth on his neck, her tongue swirling around his Adam’s apple before she went lower. Nips and bites followed until she got to his nipple ring. She tugged—hard. Just like he liked.
He groaned and tipped his head back.
This was supposed to be about her. Pampering her, letting her have a few moments of quiet.
He tried to tug his hands free. He could, of course, but he followed her cues. Would always follow wherever she wanted to go with him.
She dragged her lips over his obliques and crouched in front of him. The entire ride around his muscles and bones was done with her gaze locked on his. Tongue and teeth, a hint of breath.
His belly quivered as she followed the line of muscle from his hip to his zipper. There was no teasing grin, no dark laughter.
Those were the things he was used to when she got like this. And he loved that about her. That she’d opened up so much since they’d gotten together. Her sexuality matched his in every fucking way.
But this wasn’t sly Margo.
This was the Margo who would leave him in ashes.
His cock hardened painfully in response.
He’d follow her into that fucking fire. Without question.
She released one hand from his makeshift shirt-knot and tugged at his jeans. Finally, she broke her gaze only to jerk his jeans open and drag down his zipper.
Simon didn’t even have time to breathe before his cock was in her warm, wet, and willing mouth. She took him fast and relentlessly. She knew every button to press, every flick and suck required to bring him over quickly.
He tried to stop.
He even tried to get his hands out of his cotton prison to stop her, but he was too far gone. She released him and groaned out his name before covering his dick again.
He flung his head back, his entire body locked in reaction. Her name was a guttural string of expletives as he came embarrassingly fast. He came so hard that he wasn’t sure if night had fallen or he’d gone blind.
“Jesus, fuck.”
She stood up, that mad wildness still burning in her eyes.
