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“I’m not going anywhere with you!”
“Mila—”
I rip my hand out of his grip. “Leave and don’t come back. I mean it!”
“That’s it,” he snaps, pinning me to the wall, his eyes hellfire and jaw set. I’m helpless in the hold he tightens on my wrists as he challenges me.
“You’re going to hear me out.”
“Save it. Let go.”
His eyes flare. “Never.”
“I’ll never forgive you.”
“Yes, you will.”
He presses in, so I’m forced to look up at him. “I fucked up. I’m allowed to fuck up once in a while and be forgiven. That’s how it works. Same goes for you. This isn’t over, so fucking far from it. Take a good look, baby, I’m the one who owns your lips, your pussy, and your immaculate heart. I am the last man standing.”
I don’t know what comes over me, but I bite him.
I bite him.
And then we’re doing something resembling kissing, I’m sucking his tongue, and he’s gripping my hair. We’re ripping off each other’s clothes like it’s our job. In a blink, I’m naked on my counter, and he’s licking me furiously between my legs while I rip at his hair. Neither of us is backing down. I come on his tongue, and in the next breath, I’m on my knees sucking his cock, licking his thick head before he fucks my mouth. Then I’m pulled up by my arms, my hands flattened by his on the counter while he slams into me from behind so hard both our legs nearly give out. I come again. He stretches my ass with his fingers, pounding into me, and I come again. I ride him backward on my hard tiles, I come again. And then I’m resting on his thighs watching his thick cock go in and out of me, our foreheads bent because we can’t tear our eyes away. I come again. It’s the best sex of my life, and just when I think it can’t get any better, he reaches for me, not in the way that hurts, in the way that heals. Our mouths collide in a kiss that finishes me for all others. It’s so profound, it leaves me raw. He buries himself when he comes, wringing out his pleasure with my name on his lips. Sated, we sit in a tangled sweaty heap on the floor until he pulls away and presses a finger to his lip.
“Damn, I think I’m bleeding.”
“Good.”
Chuckling, he presses a kiss to m
y shoulder before he starts to pull our scattered clothes in from all sides of us.
“Get dressed,” he orders, unraveling us to stand before he tugs on his jeans.
“Lord, man, I just came more than a porn star working overtime. Give a woman a rest.” His throaty chuckle makes me smile, but my eyes are still closed. “Can it wait?”
“No,” he says, pushing the soaked hair away from my face and kissing my lips.
“What time is it?”
He pulls his phone from the pocket of his jeans. “Midnight.”
“Damn, how long did you listen to me cry, you sadist?!”
“Not long before I was slapped upside the head with my shaving cream, but trust me, that was more my punishment than yours.” His next words are filled with remorse. “And I don’t ever want to hear you cry like that again.”
“Well, then don’t break my fucking heart.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
“Yeah, well,” I say, fastening my bra, “I wish that plan had been in motion before this.”
“I’ll make you glad it happened,” he says easily.
“You’re going to make me glad it happened? Going to make me glad that I have no water left in my body?”
“Yes,” he answers with a chuckle.
