Page 38 of Mind Maze

Before I can stop myself, I find my lips seeking hers. Her kiss is hesitant at first and then she greedily licks and nips at my tongue. Every move of her teasing mouth sends a frenzy of pleasure-filled pulses through my body. I devour her mouth, biting her sweet bottom lip and then sucking away any pain I’ve caused.

Somehow, I’ve let her arms go. Instead of smacking me, her fingers thread into my hair as she moves in tandem with the way I dry fuck her. I roam my hand over her shirt and then back up beneath the material. She moans into my mouth the second my fingers toy with her nipple.

More.

I need more.

She groans when I pull away from our kiss. I shove her shirt up and eagerly put my mouth on her naked flesh. A needy moan escapes her as her back arches, her body begging for more.

I find her pebbled nipple and suck it into my mouth. It’s just tender skin, but it tastes so fucking sweet. I suck and nibble and even bite until I’m sure she’s raw from the attention. The idea of leaving purple marks all over her breasts to admire later is an image I can’t get out of my head.

Her toes somehow hook into my boxers and she desperately shoves them down. Then she tugs at my hair, pulling me back to her mouth for a kiss. My dick is free now, rubbing against her pussy through her thin sleep shorts. Is she even wearing panties underneath?

Fuck, I need her again.

She reaches between us, tugging her shorts to the side. The second my dick rubs against her bare pussy, we both groan. I easily glide along her slit since she’s soaked as fuck right now.

I could push inside her and claim her like I did this morning.

It would be so easy.

The tip of my cock presses against her hole. However, the material of her shorts has slid back in the way. I’m seconds from ripping them off completely.

My cock begs for my brain to shut off, but my mind clears.

We can’t do this.

Not without rules and parameters.

This loss of control and getting lost in this woman—my captive—is only going to complicate things between us.

If I ever have hope of staying focused, I need boundaries with Romy. Fucking her is too messy. I want it too badly. It changes everything.

With infinite self-control, I pull away from her, sitting up on my haunches. She whimpers, reaching for me, fingertips ghosting over my abs.

“Caius,” she breathes, the desire in her voice almost my undoing. “Please.”

“No,” I growl.

This time, I’m the one who says it, and I fucking mean it.

I ignore the curses coming from her on my hasty escape to the bathroom. I also shamelessly conjure up memories of what just happened as I stroke myself to release in the sink.

This electric connection between us stops now.

Romy

Ididn’t sleep at all last night.

My mind flopped between being incredibly hurt and being completely pissed off. So when Eva texted me at the crack of dawn, even before my grumpy bedmate awoke, I was eager to have a reason to get out of bed.

She wanted to meet, which is why I’m standing on the curb of our hotel before sunrise, shuddering against the icy wind.

Slipping out of my room moments ago, undetected, was easy. Neither Caius nor Kaitlyn stirred. I was happy not to have run into Orion or Theo either. If I truly wanted to leave these people, I could.

Why don’t you?

Bitter loneliness claws at my heart. I have nowhere to go. I’m not going to stay with Eva, even though I love her, because I can’t stomach seeing my father again when not forced to. Going to my brother’s home is a joke. And college? I don’t even know if I have a room there anymore.

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