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I couldn’t think. His fingers dug into me, his mouth sucking on my clit. His tongue circling, side-to-side, up-down, then circling anti-clockwise.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.”

But the way he was eating me…

There was something dark lurking beneath. Like he needed this just as bad as I did –if not more.

And I would’ve been lying if it hadn’t made me wetter seeing how much he wanted me. How he wasn’t afraid of who I was or what mafia I belonged to.

When he started tongue-fucking me again, I reached for his hair – short and thick with curls. Scraped my pink stiletto nails through. Threw my head back and rolled my hips into his face.

“You taste even sweeter than I remembered,amai.”

Chapter 26

Present

My eyes shot open.

I screamed.

Jumped and ran away.

I was across the room within seconds, hitting the light switch on.

My whole body shook with nerves as I gathered the courage to turn back around.

His hands were still on the mattress, along with one knee – hovering over, in the same position he’d been in while devouring me. The spot I’d been in underneath him just a moment ago, moaning and whimpering, now empty.

Pushing off the bed, he straightened back to his full intimidating height, before throwing an arrogant, disinterested look over his shoulder.

Ferocity amid elegance.

I stared at him like a deer in headlights.

Trevor motherfucking Su.

My eyes met his for the first time in four years.

I didn’t understandhowhe was possibly here, orwhy. Or even better,whyhe’d just gone along with…This.

He’d made it perfectly clear he didn’t want me when he left with absolutely no last words. Fouryearspassed with no contact between us.

We hooked up in college.

Then he disappeared.

I didn’t expect us to start dating or anything serious considering the circumstances; his sister was my best friend, our families didn’t get along, and neither of us was trying to settle down.

But ghosting?

He didn’t just not answer a text or ignore me in the hallways –he left the country. No, thecontinent.

It was disrespectful, and embarrassing, and…Hurtful.

And suddenly, it made sense why he hadn’t come clean about his identity before his tongue was already deep inside me.

The same motive he always had. To fuck with me.

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