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Slowly, I lift my hand attached to the arm buried beneath her neck to make out the time on my watch. Shit. It’s almost ten in the morning. I can’t remember the last time I slept this late.
The slight movement must jar Maisy’s head because she begins to stir, stretching out the leg hooked across my lower abdomen. Her knee brushes my raging erection, and fire licks up my spine at the faint touch.
Her head suddenly shoots up and she twists toward me, green eyes bright and wide awake. “Nico?” she squeals.
“Mmm, good morning, little fox.”
She yanks the comforter up to her neck and rolls off me, curling into a ball. “What are you doing in my bed?”
A hint of irritation flares at the insinuation. “You asked me to sleep with you last night.”
“I did not.”
“I’d be happy to replay you the footage if you don’t believe me.” I reach for my phone on the nightstand and again come up empty-handed. Damn it, I’d left it in my room last night.
“Footage?” And I thought her eyes were wide before.
“I have cameras across the penthouse. Surely, you’ve noticed?”
She shakes her head, horror streaking across her expressive features. “Everywhere?”
“Not in the bathroom, if that’s your concern.”
She snags her bottom lip between her teeth and gives it a tug as her cheeks go awash in crimson.
Well, this is unexpected. “You naughty little fox. Have you been doing wicked things in the privacy of the bathroom?”
“No!” she cries, but the rosy hue only deepens.
“Dare I ask who you were thinking about as you stroked that precious pussy?”
“Not you!” she blurts. “I mean, I wasn’t doing that. But if I were, it definitely wouldn’t be you.”
“Such a little liar.” I tsk, waggling a finger at her. Sitting up, I crawl closer, and she inches back until she hits the headboard. I loom over her, my arms pinning her against the cushioned bedframe. I’m painfully hard after spending all night with Maisy wrapped around me and my cock tents the boxer briefs, like an arrow pointing straight toward the pussy I can’t stop dreaming about. Her gaze drops to my arousal, and a faint gasp purses her lips. “You’ll have to excuse my lack of self-control but sleeping beside you has exacerbated the situation.”
Her tongue slides between her lips, and she runs it across her full bottom one before she swallows hard. Dio, am I reading this wrong, or does she want to touch me? Fuck it. I reach for her hand and bring it to my cock, closing her fingers around my boxers.
She gasps again but doesn’t let go. A slight tremble vibrates across her clenched hand, and I lift my gaze to meet hers. “Take it,” I whisper, “every part of me is yours.”
A hiss parts her lips, and she drops her gaze as she starts to stroke my cock over the boxers. I kneel to give her better access and plant my palms on either side of the bed board, trapping her against it and my heaving chest.
Cazzo, just a few pumps and this woman has me on my knees.
I watch her, those emerald eyes pinned to my cock as her hand moves up and down. “Do you like this, little fox? Do you take pleasure from the power you hold over me with that one little hand?”
She smirks, and her eyes finally lift to meet mine. “Yes,” she murmurs.
“Good.” My fingers close around her wrist and draw her hand beneath the waistband. Her breath catches as our flesh collides. I mutter a curse when her fingers wrap around my length. Her touch is so gentle, too gentle, as if she’s worried I’ll break.
Maybe she’s not as wrong as I thought.
As her hand slowly strokes my cock, all the walls I’ve built around my battered heart begin to crumble. “Mmm, Maisy,” I murmur, my lids heavy, “you’re going to be my utter devastation.”
The ghost of a smile curls the corners of her lips.
CHAPTER 25
SCARS
