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Normally I’d bolt after a moment like this. I wouldn’t stand for her touching me like that. Like she fucking cares. Now I want this woman to care. To show that I matter to her, that she cares about my pleasure as much as I care about hers.

And God help me, I care far too much. I’m in so deep, I don’t know how I’m ever going to climb out.

“Are you okay?” she whispers.

I almost want to laugh at her question. No, dearest Sin, I amnot. I am fucked in the head when it comes to you and I don’t know what to do about it.

But I don’t say any of that. I’d sound like a fool if I did.

“Aren’t I the one who should be asking you that?” I lift my head, staring into her eyes, my stomach twisting when I see her smile.

Damn it, what is wrong with me?

“You just—didn’t move and I wanted to make sure you were still alive.” She stretches beneath me, her body rubbing against mine, my dick stiffening despite the fact that I experienced a ball-draining orgasm not even a minute ago.

“Are you all right?” I reach for her, brushing the damp strands of hair away from her forehead, my gaze roving over her face. Looking for a sign that she might be in pain or worse? It was a bad experience for her and she wants me to move.

She nods, a dreamy expression on her face. “I’m great.”

Great seems like a small word for what we just shared. “I need to get rid of this condom.”

With reluctance, I pull out of her and roll off the bed, heading for the connecting bathroom where I dispose of the condom and take the quickest piss. I’m eager to get back into bed with her and do it again but I don’t want to push. She might be aching and sore and I don’t want to make it worse.

The moment I slide back under the covers, she’s shifting closer, draping her languid body over mine, throwing her leg across my front. Her pussy is nestled against my thigh and I can feel her. Wet and hot and just begging me to fuck her again. That’s how I interpret it, at least.

“I’m tired,” she breathes into my neck, dropping a soft kiss there. I lie beneath her stiff as a fucking board, afraid to move for fear she’ll roll over on her side. Swallowing, I try to come up with the proper words I’d like to say to her but it’s like my brain can’t string a sentence together.

“Me too,” I manage to say, though it’s a lie.

“Tell that to your dick.” She grabs me, her fingers curling around my balls and cupping them and that’s it.

I roll over so I’m on top of her again, my face in hers, my erect cock nudging at her entrance. Eager to get back inside so we can do it again. “Fine. I lied.”

She mock pouts. “You know I don’t like it when you do that.”

“I didn’t know if you were…sore.” I wince, hating how my greed for her threatens to consume me. I’d fuck her all night if she let me. I’d never leave this pussy again. I’d just live with her and we could fuck like rabbits for the rest of our lives.

“I am a little sore,” she admits, wiggling her body and driving me crazy. God, she’s hot. Sexy as hell and all mine. “But I want to do it again.”

“Right now?” I’m hesitant, which is completely unlike me, but I’ve changed for this woman. I don’t want to hurt her. I want to protect her. Make sure she’s okay.

“Mmm hmm.” She stretches, her arms going around my neck and tugging. I dip my head, our mouths meeting, and she whispers, “Maybe this time I could be on top?”

I kiss her, teasing her tongue with mine before I pull away. “Whatever you want, Sin, I’ll let you do it. All you gotta do is ask.”

Chapter Forty-One

SINCLAIR

Iam in heaven. On cloud nine. All the cliché sayings that I’ve heard my entire life about happiness, I am feeling because oh my God, what August and I just shared over the last couple of days was the most momentous experience of my life.

Spending time with him at his apartment, getting lost in his arms, his bed for hours at a time…I didn’t want to leave. I would’ve happily quit school just to have the chance to spend the rest of my days in that apartment with August. Forget the world. We only need each other and the occasional meal and shower.

But reality intruded and reminded us both we needed to return to campus. We headed back early Sunday morning, August dropping me off at my dorm building, kissing me in the back seat of the hired car so thoroughly I had to finally make my escape or else we probably would’ve ended up doing it in the dorm parking lot.

I float into my dorm building, taking the stairs instead of the elevator, practically running down the corridor to my and Elise’s room. When I throw open the door, our room is blessedlyempty, and I throw myself onto my bed, clutching my pillow to my chest and sighing blissfully.

My body is exhausted but in the best way and my brain isn’t quite firing on all cylinders, but I don’t care. I am happy after being thoroughly fucked for the last forty-eight hours or so. I didn’t know it could be like this. Feel like this. I now understand how Elise acted when she came back to our room after her encounter with Rafe, her golden god. Though of course, she lied to me about the losing her virginity part, but I can forgive her for that.