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I let myself go limp and focus on his fingers on my clit. I wrap my hand around his neck and hold on even as I moan for him. Probably screaming his name, but so delirious that I'm half unsure what's happening.

Even as I feel my next orgasm building, I'm not completely ready for it to happen when once again my body tightens.

"Fuck," I scream. "Yes, oh fuck! I'm coming again."

He grunts as I come.

"Your pussy is so tight for me, princess," he says. "I love how you feel when you come for me."

I feel his satisfaction as he smirks, biting down gently on my earlobe and gripping me tighter to hold me up. He thrusts into me again, over and over but faster this time, clearly for his benefit. I do what I can, but I am so out of my mind that all I can do is stay still as he uses my body for his pleasure.

His tiny grunts come closer and closer together and I know he's getting close too. I want to beg him but I know he's going to do with me what he pleases and that against my better judgment I'm going to love every single second of it.

"Gonna come in you," Alexei says. Only seconds later I feel it as his cock pulses inside me, filling me with warmth. His hands slam against the wall, fingers trying to curl as he pumps into me roughly while he comes.

I love the way he feels when he comes undone. I never want to let this go.

For a moment, he stays still, the water pelting us. The silence is loud but not deafening, sitting comfortably between us. He doesn't move and doesn't rush to remove himself from me.

His finger gently lifts my chin, turning my head towards him with a tenderness I'd never imagined I'd find in someone so rough. He strokes the wet hair away from my eyes, caressing my cheek as he does.

My breath hitches as I wait for it. The running away. I hold still and wait for him to bolt and leave me on my own. But that's not what happens. Alexei pulls me closer, his lips gently pressing against mine.

My heart explodes just as intensely as my climax did. The devotion in his kiss melts me, at such odds with the rigorous way he fucked me.

I could let him kiss me like that forever.

Even after, he treats the rest of my body with care. He holds me up and washes me, the callouses of his hands feeling somehow soft. When he's done there, he wraps me in a towel to dry me, and puts me into bed.

By the time I'm drifting off to sleep, he's back in his clothes, hair still wet, laying with me on the bed as I fall.

Fall hard.

In more ways than one.

Chapter

Forty

Sage

Isit at the kitchen window, chewing on a candy to keep my blood sugar in check. My mind is barely there as I day dream about the way tattooed fingers look when they're curled around my hips and Alexei is thrusting inside me. Or about the feel of gentle lips on mine, dedicating himself to me with a kiss. Then the thump of my heart as I struggle to decide if it's the roughness or the softness that is just so devastating.

I walk around with an open wound pouring out of my chest. But is it even visible how irrevocably I am being changed one gentle touch at a time?

"Daydreaming?" Freddie whispers, right against my ear as he sneaks up on me. I startle, of course, and he jumps back with a laugh before I can whack him.

"A little," I admit, chewing on the last of the candy.

"Saw Rushkoff trying to sneak out again this morning," Freddie comments, opening the fridge casually and taking a water, as if this is everyday conversation.

I give him a dry look.

"Saw it coming a mile away," he says as he sips the water, making an 'ah' noise like it's particularly delicious. "Death promise my ass."

I crack a smile. The truth is I don't know where we stand with our promise once we're done with Chet. The peace and truce we have is loosely held. What does happen to us once this is done?

I'm used to fleeting kisses. To running away. To futures that are not promised and only living in what I can have for now. Always wondering if every time we touch is going to be the last time. It only makes sense that this would be the same. That afterwards, there would be a return to normal. Whatever that even is anymore.