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It was sexy as fuck. It was addicting as fuck.

“I can what, Red?”

“Fuck me like you hate me.” She licked her lips, her tongue moving in a languid caress against their bow shape.

“Come here, True.”

With no hesitation, she pushed off the wall and walked over to me, hips swaying, eyes fixed on my face. In ten steps, she made it to me and stopped before our chests could touch.

Sometimes,she listened so well.

“Say that again.”

“You can fuck me like you hate me.”

My hand found the back of her neck, my grip firm and possessive. “You want that?”

True didn’t speak but nodded.

“Words, Red.”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

She wet her bottom lip again and exhaled a shallow breath. “Because I like it when you’re rough with me.” She inched closer, brushing against me so her stomach grazed my erection. “Iwantyou to be rough with me.”

With her this close, her scent filled my nose and the sound of her choppy breathing kissed my ears.

She sounded like perfection and we hadn’t even done anything yet.

I want you to be rough with me.

“I’ll saywhiskeyif I want you to stop,” True said.

“When did you pick a safe word?”

“This week. I want to be ready when you chase me.”

We still hadn’t talked about her boundaries, but I liked how much she wanted it. She wasn’t letting me forget that it was on the table and that made me want to give it to her more.

I inhaled again and she was all I could smell.

The more time she spent with us the more she smelled like home. I smelled Noah. I smelled me. I smelled us. It made me so damn hard every time I breathed her in.

“I fucking love you,” I confessed, my hand circling around her nape as I yanked her flush against me. “I fucking love youand the thought of you leaving drives me insane. Two hours, True. That’s how long I thought you were gone today, and I lost my fucking mind. You can’t leave. We can buy a house in King’s Town if you want to be close to your parents.”

Her gaze softened.

“Or I’ll redecorate the guest room so you can have your own space. We’ll upgrade your cabin. Whatever you want, True. I swear to God, whatever you want. You know Noah will build you anything you want. Just don’t leave. Say you won’t leave.”

I didn’t care how desperate I sounded. I didn’t care if she said she loved me back. All I needed was for her to tell me she wasn’t leaving.

She didn’t say it, but she did brush against me again, melting into my touch.

“True…” I needed her to say it. And mean it.

“I’m right here, Greyson. I’m not going anywhere.”