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“I screwed up,” he muttered as he kissed my cheek and slid his arm around my back. “Years I been paying for it. Years I been waiting for you.” Reaper kissed everywhere he could reach except my mouth.
“Fucking embarrassed.” He shook his head, his beard scraping my skin, making me want more. “Like I could ever be embarrassed of you.” Every kiss, every rough squeeze lit my body up.
A voice in the back of my mind tried to save me and told me to buck him off and walk away. But a louder, more insistent voice screamed at me to go for it. To let Reaper take me wherever he wanted because he was the one who shut my brain off and made mefeel.
The reckless voice won. I grabbed him by his hair and slammed my mouth to his. His lips were firm but soft. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, pulling him as close as I could get him. I loved the weight of him on top of me. Loved how big he was, that he blocked out the world around us.
We rocked, grinding on each other. He slid a thigh between us, and the seam of my jeans pressed against my clit, giving me pressure, but I needed more. My body begged for it.
I let out a pained cry, and suddenly I was straddling Reaper. He unzipped my jeans and shoved a hand inside my panties, rubbing against me with two fingers.
“Fuck, baby, you’re soaked.” He slipped those thick fingers inside me, and my head fell back as a low groan slipped past my lips. His other hand was at my waist, guiding me so I was bouncing on his fingers like I’d bounce on his dick. His palm ground against my clit, sending sparks of electricity through my body.
“That’s it. Moan for me. I want it all,” he said, and I could barely make out his words with the way my body lit up. Reaper never pulled back. His fingers slowly pumped into me as I came down. I fell forward, placing my hands on his chest to keep me upright.
I’d done it again. Dammit. I needed to get far away from him, his dick, and his freaking fingers. Sliding off him, I refastened my jeans and went to the door, but as I reached for the doorknob, I was yanked back into Reaper’s chest. He held me there, and I let him. Taking deep breaths, I fixed my hair into a neat ponytail and tried to calm my racing heart.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You think I waited ten years for you to not know what you needed? I know you better than you think.” He paused. “Space. You need space when something life altering happens. You always have. That’s why I didn’t chase you down when you first got back. I knew you needed time to adjust from wherever you were. But from here on out, I’m putting a time limit to how long you get to deal without me. I won’t make the same mistake,” Reaper whispered in my ear, even though we were the only ones in the room. “You’re all I could ever want. All I could ever need. It’s only ever been you.”
He let me go and took a step back, then reached around me and opened the door. “Come on, I’ll walk you out.”
I followed him silently, trying to make sense of his words and what I knew to be true.
Ignoring all the stares, I marched over to my team who waited patiently by the door, appearing bored, but I knew better.
We filed outside. Chris walked next to me. “So, you guys had a good talk?”
Everyone burst out laughing, even Betty, and I rolled my eyes as I climbed into the car.
ChapterNineteen
PEYTON
The luxuryof a lazy morning could not be overstated.
When you had to be ready at the drop of a hat, every calm day was a bit more precious. Heavy fog sat close to the ground, and a good storm was the only thing needed for it to be a perfect morning at my favorite coffee spot in my favorite corner on the massive couch.
There was nothing pending at work, and we’d only gotten about three hours of sleep between the rescue mission and shutting down Hell’s Spawn. So Betty, the magnanimous leader that she was, had let us sleep in.
Reaper appeared, as if by magic, and sat down so close to me that our thighs touched. Sipping his coffee, he played on his phone and ignored me the same way I was ignoring him.
After several minutes, he leaned back and stretched his arm out behind me. “You come here often?”
His casual tone threw me, and I stared down at the page I was reading, unable to focus on the words over my curiosity. What was he planning? I didn’t look up and didn’t answer.
Reaper cleared his throat. “I, uh.” He paused. “I saw you walk in earlier.” He leaned in closer. “You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.”
I dropped my book in my lap and looked down at my leggings and baggy T-shirt with the wordsDraco Malfoy is Daddywritten across my chest. Save a touch of mascara, my face was bare. The only thing I had going for me was that I’d showered, so at least I knew I didn’t smell. Slowly, I turned my head and found our faces inches apart.
“Did you just call me a creature?” I enunciated each syllable carefully, like I was offended. I wasn’t, but screwing with him was way too much fun to resist.
“Yes, creature. Creatures are like all living things.” He shut his mouth, even though I could tell he wanted to say something else to defend himself. Instead of continuing, he stared at me hard, his jaw flexing. I turned back to my book to continue ignoring him.
“Will you go out on a date? With me?”
“I’m busy that day.” The words were out of my mouth before I had a chance to think. Colt “Reaper” McMillan had asked me out on a date. And asked nicely. Did I wake up in some alternate universe? I discreetly pinched myself and winced. Nope. Definitely not dreaming. If only eighteen-year-old Peyton could see me now.
“I didn’t say what day,” he stated, bringing me back to the conversation I didn’t want to have. Dating him would end in disaster and leave me with a broken heart. And he’d end up dead in a ditch somewhere, courtesy of the girls, with Tyler leading the charge.
