Page 90 of Ruin

In and out. Relentlessly fucking me. He tilts his hips a fraction, and—oh my God…

“That’s it,” I moan. “Please, don’t stop.”

His teeth sink into my neck. “Never.”

His mouth comes back to mine, and I kiss him, desperately sucking on his tongue. His thrusts come quicker, and I know he’s as close as I am.

“Tell me you’re mine,” he growls against my lips.

The urgency in his voice loosens mine. “I’m yours.”

He groans a sound of sweet relief. I feel it in every orifice of my body.

“I love you,” he says between kisses. “So fucking much. I missed you so much.”

And that’s what tips me over the edge. Muscles tightening, body spasming, mind numbing, I come around Zeus’s cock, triggering his orgasm.

Hips jerking against mine, muffled curses moaned against my mouth. He comes long and hard inside me.

Then, we’re just chasing breaths, slowly making our return to reality.

The reality where we’re just two people who used to be together.

And who just had sex against his hallway wall.

Christ.

We had sex.

And it was amazing, and I enjoyed it. More than enjoyed it. I loved it.

And…I want to do it again.

Nope. No way, Cam. This guy hurt you like no one ever has before.

And Gigi—you have to think of her.

The mere thought of her name brings every reason I had not to do this with him, all of which I chose to ignore, screaming back at me. And finally slapping the sense into me that I so needed ten minutes ago.

“Shit,” I whisper.

He must hear it in the tone of my voice because worried blue eyes lift to mine. “Cam?”

“This was a mistake.” I drop my legs from around him and shove at him to let me go.

He slips out of me. And I hate the emptiness he leaves behind.

Tears start to burn my eyes from out of nowhere. Not wanting him to see, I quickly sidestep him and start righting my clothes. Covering my breasts up and yanking my skirt back down into place.

I hear the rustle of his clothes as he covers himself behind me.

I catch sight of my torn panties on the floor.

Seeing them there, discarded and used, reminds me of how Zeus once made me feel like that.

And that makes me feel weak and incredibly angry with myself. And him.

I feel a warm trickle on my inner thigh.