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A flash of guilt hits me when I remember Ethan is most likely inside waiting for her, but it’s like he reads my mind when I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. Without taking my eyes off this gorgeous, fascinating creature in front of me, I pull my phone out, then quickly look down to read what it says.

Ethan: Vincent went to the station to help with Danny. You’re good, brother. I’ll keep an eye on the property tonight.

Relief slams into me. Ethan knows me; knows where my heads at right now.Thisis just another notch firmly in the ‘this is going to fucking work’ column.

Shoving my phone back into my pocket, my eyes heat when the tips of her white teeth are dug into her slightly swollen lip. “Mina,” I breathe out and then press my cheek against hers, whispering into her ear. “Let me have you.”

“Yes,” her whispered answer hisses out, making goosebumps rise across my skin.

“Thank Christ.”

Hoisting her up my body, she buries her face into my neck as she wraps her arms and legs around me.

Gripping her ass with one hand and banding my arm around her body to keep her against me, I carry her to my bed.

Chapter 45

Need You

Max

Kicking the door shut behind me, I pause in my room for just a second with Mina still clinging to me. This moment is more than just lust and anticipation. This is where she and I become an ‘us’.

I have to center myself before I scare the shit out of her and make sure this is something she actually wants. She needs to know that this isn’t just a quick fuck for me.

And for fuck’s sake, I have to calm down before I lay her on the floor and drive my cock into her on the floor.

My body shudders when I feel her sharp nails dig into my shoulders with shaking hands and I know we should talk, but I can’t. With a clogged throat, I just grip her to me tighter, unable to move us to the bed.

It wasn’t a lie when I told her I was aching for her. She’s in me now and I’m terrified that if I loosen my arms, she’ll disappear.

“Mina,” I choke out.

I feel her breath against the skin on my neck as she releases a soft whimper into it. Her legs tighten around my waist like she’s afraid I’ll put her down.

“Mina, Christ… I need you to look at me.”

Her legs begin to loosen around me, but I dig my fingers into her ass to keep her still. Finally, she pulls her head back and my breath catches when I see the amount of emotion swirling through her eyes. Her lids are heavy, breathing hard like she can barely catch her breath. She mouths my name, but no sound escapes.

Bouncing her body up against mine, I bring her higher, so our faces are level. “I need to know you want this. I don’t want to do anything you aren’t ready for, so you have to use your words again and tell me you want me as desperately as I want you.”

There’s an answering throb where I’m swollen and pressed against her heated center. Every part of me is desperate to surround her, worship her, and be inside of her.

“I’m g-good… Ido… I-” My mouth finds hers, cutting her off as she stumbles through her agreement.

My feet are moving us toward my bed before I realize it. The moment we reach the side, I keep her against my body as I crawl us up the bed before lowering us, our lips never parting from each other.

Sliding a hand under her back, I push it up until I’m cupping the back of her head and angling my mouth to slide my tongue deeper into her mouth. Mina’s soft cry fuels me, my fingers threaded through her hair tighten marginally, tugging at the roots. It’s like I can’t get close enough to her, and my pounding heart pumps my blood so quickly that I feel almost dizzy.

I can’t think straight as I taste her over and over, and I fight the urge to rip her clothes off and sink into her.

Mina’s hands roam over my shoulders and back, coming back to grip the sides of my neck to prevent me from pulling away. I couldn’t pull away if you held a gun to my head. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to pull away from her.She tastes like fucking heaven.

Her legs are still wrapped around my waist, clinging to me as tightly as I’m holding on to her. I groan into her mouth when I feel her roll her hips in a small circle, either testing me or unable to hold her body’s natural response to what we’re doing.

I have to taste more of her skin, her flavor searing into me. Dragging my mouth from hers, I trail my lips across her cheek, then down to the sensitive skin just below her ear and nip a little more sharply than I probably should. I’m losing control of my body. I just want to consume her.

“I can’t think,” she cries out as I nip and suck across her neck, my hand in her hair holding her head back to give me better access.

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