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I’ve already lived in a world where I thought Gray was gone, and all I can say is, never a-fucking-gain.
Letting my thoughts consume me comes at a price, and I cry out when Cara pulls harder on my hair, angling my head against her thigh. I do the only thing I can think of. I fucking bite into the flesh through her yoga pants. She hisses in pain but doesn’t let go.
Not wanting to admit defeat, I knock my head against her inner thigh, throwing as much of my weight into it as I can. She wavers, and I use the distraction to headbutt her pubic bone.
“You bitch,” she shouts, and I’m pretty sure she’s done acting, which is okay by me. She’s landed enough solid kicks and punches that I don’t feel bad for her.
As I prepare to repeat the motion, she lets go of my hair and jumps back. I surge to my feet, placing my feet wide apart as I anticipate she’s going to kick me. And she does, but just like earlier, I capture her foot.
This time I don’t try to wear her out because I’m fucking exhausted. Instead, I twist it, forcing her to move to relieve the pressure. When she stumbles, I let go of her foot and quickly jump onto her back. I wrap my arms around her throat, adding pressure like she’s taught me to do.
Then I place my lips against her ear, and whisper, “Maybe I’ll turn the tables this time. You were so interested in my ass, weren’t you? Is that because you secretly wanted someone to play with yours?”
I’m not expecting the laughter that follows, but Cara’s entire body is shaking. “Y-you’ll what?” she hiccups.
Although it’s not funny at all, I can’t stop myself from joining in. Call it trauma laugh or whatever. I don’t give a shit. To me, it’s a victory in itself that we can laugh at a time like this.
Despite the laughter, I don’t let go of Cara’s neck. Loosen my hold, absolutely. But I refuse to let go until she tells me what we both—the entire room—already know.
“Fine,” Cara sighs dramatically as though she can read my thoughts. Then she uses her free hand to tap the mattressthree times, and it’s the sweetest sound. “I give up. You won, Zoe.”
As soon as she’s said it, I let go and help her up. I pull her into a hug. “Thank you for all your help,” I whisper. “And for not holding back.”
“Yeah?” she whispers back. “I didn’t take it too far?”
Pulling back, I meet her gaze head on. “You abso-fucking-lutely took it too far. But it was needed. So thank you.”
I sense that Cara isn’t great at this gratitude thing when she waves me off and scoffs, “Gray would kill me if I didn’t prepare you. So thank him.”
All thoughts dissipate as I whirl around and see Gray standing only a foot away. His eyes shine with pride. He appears relaxed with his arms hanging at his sides, but I know he’s anything but. Having seen and heard all of that can’t have been easy.
But I did it. I fucking won against the fiercest woman I know.
I run toward him, and instead of stopping, I throw myself into his arms. Still high on the victory, I climb his body like a tree and wrap my thighs around his hips at the same time as his arms close around my back.
“I did it,” I breathe.
Without waiting for him to say anything, I slam my lips to his in an almost brutal kiss. I nip at his lips, and when he opens up for me, I delve my tongue into his mouth. I moan as I feel him growing hard between us, and for the first time since I’ve been back, I feel like throwing caution to the wind and giving in to what we both want.
“Fuck,” Gray groans, breaking our kiss. “I’ve missed that.”
I giggle. “Fuck is right.” For good measure, I slide my core along his rigid shaft.
“Keep teasing me, Princess. And I’ll toss you over my shoulder and carry you upstairs right fucking now,” he growls.
I’m tempted to push him, but decide against it. I kiss my way from the corner of his mouth, across his cheek and downhis neck instead. “I’ve missed this, too,” I murmur against his skin.
He lets out a rumbling noise which is the only warning I get, before he moves one hand to my throat. He doesn’t add pressure, only holds it there. “Kiss me again,” he demands.
I fuse our lips together again, stroking his tongue with mine. This is the feeling I’ve longed for. The one that has my toes curling and every hair on my body standing at attention. I can feel Gray everywhere, and I fucking love it.
Before I can decide if we should take it further or not, we’re interrupted by Slasher. “Prez, got something you want to see.”
“What?” Gray barks, annoyance coating his tone as he pulls back for the second time. “What can possibly be more important than kissing my woman?”
I pat his chest and wiggle until he sets me down on my feet. “Don’t bite the head off your VP,” I grin, trying to make light of it. But if I’m honest, I’m annoyed at the interruption as well.
“Sorry, man,” Slasher says, looking it as well. “But Tido just called and… fuck. You have to see this.”
