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As if he didn’t care about the sweaty workout clothes or the fact that my hair was matted and oily, he grabbed my ass and kissed me against the kitchen counter. He squeezed me hard then yanked down my bottoms to spank me on the cheek.
I was lifted onto the counter then he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a rock-hard chest and abs that I could use as a cutting board. My hands immediately pressed against his warm body as he lifted one leg at a time to slide off my shoes. With my bottoms down to my ankles, he folded me into position, tugging his jeans down so he could shove himself inside me with an aggressive thrust.
Oh fuck. So good.
It was my job to initiate everything, but I never had a chance because he always beat me to the punch.
His arm supported my back, and he brought his face over mine as he fucked me hard on the kitchen counter, drilling me like a sailor home on leave, nailing me like he had never had the privilege of fucking me before.
I moaned and screamed on the counter, on the spot where I made lunch for my kids every day, full of the best dick I’d ever gotten. My hands gripped his ass, and I screamed as loud as I wanted, fucked in a way I’d only dreamed about. “Grave…”
* * *
When I came back into the living room after my shower, Grave was on the couch, working on his phone. He was dressed again, the only sign of our rendezvous the slight messiness of his short hair.
“I thought you left.”
He pocketed his phone and gave me his full attention. “Not until I take you to lunch.”
It was impossible not to smile when he lit up my world like that. I sat on the couch beside him, my arm draped over his stomach and my chin on his shoulder. “That sounds nice.”
He looked at the end table beside him where a picture frame sat, my two kids in front of the Christmas tree. “Your kids are cute. Your daughter looks just like you.”
“Thank you.”
He looked at me again. “They’re older than I imagined.”
“Like I said, we had them young…”
“Do you have a place in mind?”
“Wouldn’t mind some pizza, I guess.”
He gave a handsome smirk. “Pizza it is.”
* * *
It was the first time I’d seen him eat carbs. To be fair, I didn’t usually eat them either.
We sat together at the table, sharing a small pizza on the checkerboard tablecloth. Every time someone walked inside, they immediately looked at Grave, especially women. Sometimes the women couldn’t stop staring, even though I was clearly with him.
It didn’t bother me because I couldn’t blame them. “How’s Camille doing?”
“Sleeps all day. Doesn’t eat.”
I took a small bite of my pizza, and I took my time chewing while I processed what he said. “Is she still staying with you?”
“Yes.”
“Why?” I already thought it was strange that Grave was the first person she’d run to, but now I found this even stranger.
“Doesn’t have anywhere else to go.”
“But you’re Cauldron’s brother. Isn’t that weird? Especially since the two of youjustgot on good terms after a decade-long estrangement?”
He took a long time before he answered. “He may not love her, but I know he cares for her. That’s reason enough for me to help her. And I also owe her.”
“You owe her? Why?”
