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His hand slid down my belly to rest against my pussy, his fingers tantalizing my slippery folds. I made a low noise in my throat, arching my back to push my body closer to him. He looked down at where his fingers moved inside me, his eyes as dark as midnight skies. They slowly searched up my body, his lip curling in a wicked smile.

“I need to see every inch of my beautiful girl,” he said.

I twisted out of my top and threw it behind him. As soon as my breasts were free, he dipped his head to capture each nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking until they were tight peaks, and I was writhing on the countertop.

Dragging me close, his free hand holding me tight, I wrapped my legs around him so that that big, throbbing cock of his was clamped against my wet heat. I rubbed up and down as I held on around his neck, breathlessly pleading for him to take me.

“Hurry, hurry,” I said, nipping his earlobe.

He kept rubbing, up and down, his breath quick and hot against my hair. He grabbed a handful and pulled my head backto kiss me, growling deep in his throat as he drove us both slowly insane.

It was only when I came against his shaft, burying my face in his shoulder as he drove me on, that he finally relented and pushed deep inside me. Where he belonged. I shouted at the ceiling, collapsing back against the mirror like a rag doll before he pulled me close.

Tucking me up against his body, he bounced me on his hard cock, alternating looking at our reflection in the mirror and at me.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” he gasped. “I love fucking you, and I love watching your body move against mine.”

He twisted so I could see, and I ducked, embarrassed for a moment. Then I was too curious, wanting to see what he was doing to me. It only added to the frenzy of need that was rebuilding, along with his heated whispers. With one hand clamped around my back to keep me steady as he pounded into me, his other hand roamed down my ass, his fingers dipping to toy with me from behind.

“Look at how well my little girl takes every inch,” he said. “And Christ, look at those perfect little tits of yours bounce.”

My skin burned under his praise, my body getting even hotter as I took in the sight he described. It felt amazing. Not just what he was doing to me, which was as masterful as usual, but almost being worshiped as he did.

“I’ve got to come inside you,” he said, desperate now. “I want to feel your tight little pussy spasm. Come for me now, Jenna.”

His voice alone would have had me obeying his command, but when his fingers found my swollen clit, I waswracked with the orgasm he’d ordered me to have. That he kept giving me, even as I could barely hold onto him anymore.

I felt him shoot his seed deep inside me, and I sank my teeth into his shoulder, holding on with what was left of my strength until he was spent. Settling me down on the counter again, he rested his forehead against the mirror next to me, his breathing as ragged as mine, his heart hammering in his chest loud enough to hear.

With one deep breath, he lifted me, cradling me against him to carry me out of the bathroom. We fell onto the bed in a tangle, lying there with our faces inches apart. Even with my eyes closed, I could see him perfectly. The memory of his face, as he roared out his pleasure, would be imprinted on my memory for a long time, as well as the sweet, caring look he’d given me right before I let my eyelids drift shut.

It was a while before he moved to pull the covers out from under us, then we were snuggled together under the crisp, cool sheets. Instead of being tired, I was reinvigorated, ready to go again as soon as he was.

Then, my brain kicked in a few minutes later. I tried to push away the anxiety that had gnawed at me all morning and into the afternoon, but it was relentless. And since my brain was determined to go into overdrive, it was easier to think about where Lev might have been all that time, and who he was fighting with, than all the other things that were tormenting me.

Scooting back to see him better, I propped the pillows up behind my head and looked at him until he opened his eyes. He started to smile, lazy and slow, but I had to go and open my mouth.

“What really happened today?” I asked. “You said you’d tell me whatever I wanted to know.”

He groaned. “I had a feeling you wouldn’t forget that or that I’d end up regretting it.”

He was trying to joke around but I wasn’t having it. Not even a trace of a smile crossed my face. “So it was really bad, and you think I shouldn’t know,” I accused.

Giving up under my onslaught, he propped the pillows up on his side so we’d be eye to eye. Good, easier to read him that way.

“It’s not so much that you shouldn’t know, but that I didn’t think you’d want to,” he said, holding up his hands so I could see the backs of them.

It wasn’t like I’d never seen his knuckles unscathed. He liked to punch things for exercise, for goodness’ sake. But this time, they were worse than usual, with deeper cuts from where his fists had landed against bone and teeth instead of the equipment in his gym.

“So what if I do want to know?” I pushed.

He shook his head. “It’s better if you just forget it. I already have.”

I could see in his eyes that he hadn’t forgotten it, though. His wheels were turning beneath the blue depths, and combined with what Katie had shared with me earlier, it was apparent that whatever happened today wasn’t over. It was also obvious that he was done talking about it.

Deciding not to bring up what I knew from Katie, or press the issue anymore, I stretched and got out from under the sheets. His disappointed look made me waver, but I was disappointed, too. Did he not trust me, or was he trying to keep me from having nightmares? What he wasn’t doing was answer my questions.

“Well, now that I’m not worried anymore, and don’t have any reason to be, I guess I better get back to studying.”

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