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“Me fucking you all night until we get back tomorrow and have to deal with Nic’s father. I can’t wait to see how she kills him.”

I swallowed hard. That was certainly one way to look at it, and I couldn’t fucking wait.

For tonight and tomorrow.

Sacha

Friday

Iknew that Vas still had his bike at our apartment, so he’d get back to Nic and the others with no problem. Having alone time with Bodhi was rare. We always ended up getting interrupted for work, by Nic, by the others… Now that I’d decided to get out of my own way and take the next step with Bodhi, I didn’t want anyone or anything to interrupt.

Nerves.I chuckled to myself. Who would have thought that I would be fucking nervous? I had a ton of experience, but this was different. It was Bodhi, and it was my first time with a man. I was already doing a shit job of getting out of my head.

“Sacha?” Bodhi called my name as I parked the car on the side of the street in front of a nondescript apartment building. “Where are we?”

“I have my own place. I’ve kept it so I can get away when I need it. Not even Vas has been here, though he knows I have it.” When I looked at Bodhi, there was unfiltered astonishment on his face. “What?”

“I just… I didn’t realize…” He bit his bottom lip, a blush heating his cheeks as embarrassment took over. “Nevermind.”

“We all have demons, Bodhi,” I told him with a rueful half smile. “I just deal with mine privately. Come upstairs with me.”

After a brief pause, he unbuckled, and we got out of the car together. I sped up until I was beside him, grabbing his hand so I could lead the way to my apartment on the fourth floor. It was a simple studio apartment without much in the way of furnishing. A king-sized bed, a sofa, television, and coffee table. I didn’t stay here for more than a day or two at a time, so I hadn’t bothered to fix it up much.

Bodhi looked around with wide eyes when I let go of him to lock the door behind us. He glanced over his shoulder at me and licked his lips.

“This doesn’t seem like your usual taste,” he said carefully.

“This is where Vas and I lived years ago. After our grandmother died… After she was gone, we got this apartment with all the money we could scrape together,” I told him softly, pushing away the memories that threatened to creep up on me. Now wasn’t the time. “I kept it. When things get bad, I come back here to remember where we started and what we overcame to get where we are. Vas and I fit two doubles in this place with a sofa and a tiny TV. We worked measly jobs until we started getting really good and gained the attention of higher-ups in this city. We built everything from the ground up, and this… This was our start. It’s not glamorous by any means, but it’s humbling to come here and think of it again.”

“I never look back at how I started,” Bodhi said darkly, a shiver running through his body. “It was all about survival. I stole to live and found out I was really fucking good at it.” I slowly approached him, already feeling a hint of guilt. Seeing him lost in the past hadn’t been the point of bringing him here. Reaching out, I brushed my fingers along his arm, and he jumped before looking up at me with a self-deprecating smile on his face. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin the mood.”

“You didn’t,” I reassured him, tugging on his shirt until he stood right in front of me. “But I’m tired of talking right now. We’ve talked enough. I’m done going slow.”

Bodhi’s lips parted, but I cut him off with a soft, thorough kiss, groaning when he wound his arms around my neck and pulled me flush against his body.

Soft fingers slid down my chest to the hem of my shirt, and we broke apart so he could pull mine over my head while I did the same to his.I need the heat of his skin against mine.We didn’t stay separated for long, our lips crashing together and teeth nipping as I led him back to my bed. Clothes and shoes were tossed aside with abandon until he fell back onto the bed and I climbed over him.

Both of us were on the leaner side, but where my muscles were more defined, his body hinted at the strength I knew he possessed. Reaching down, I brushed a few long strands of hair out of his face, loving the shiver that ran through his body at my touch. His brown eyes stared up at me with a mix of wonder and anticipation that made me feel like a fucking god.

“If I do something you don’t like or can’t do—”

“I’ll tell you,” Bodhi reassured me. His long fingers ran through my hair, tugging just hard enough that I growled at him. “Show me, Sacha. Show me what it means to be yours.”

I couldn’t have stopped myself if I wanted to. Fisting a hand in his hair, I yanked him up and slanted my lips over his. This was everything I’d been waiting for. Giving him no mercy, I flicked my tongue along his, silently urging him to catch up. The way he groaned into the kiss had me smirking, but I was just starting. Pulling back, I trailed kisses down his throat, occasionally nipping just to hear his gasps and whimpers. His hips snapped up, his hard cock rubbing against mine, and I bit down extra hard right where his neck met his collarbone.Fuck, he’s fantastic.

“Please,” he cried, his hands scrambling along my back, nails digging in. I fucking loved every sting, everything sign that the contained man beneath me was coming undone. “Sacha, please!”

“What do you need, baby?” I whispered, loving the way he bit his lip at the nickname.

“You.”

“You’re getting me,” I teased, moving my lips down his body. I flicked my tongue against each nipple before biting down. He hissed a string of curses as I moved lower, savoring each twitch of muscle when I got to his abs.

“Fuck,” he cursed, his back bowing off the bed. Satisfaction grew as he writhed under me, already begging for more. All the anxiety I’d had building up inside of me was draining away now that I was finally with a man for the first time—not just a man,Bodhi. Thanks to the curses and gasps falling from his lips, he was making me feel like I was on cloud fucking nine and ten feet tall.

Passing by his hard dick and the shine of precum that made my mouth water, I kissed his inner thighs, then moved down his legs. My hands followed my lips with a firm grip. I massage each spot I’d kissed, savoring his gradual loss of control. At first, he was quiet, his rocking hips silently asking me to move to his cock, but when I lightly smacked his thighs and went back to what I was doing, he started to beg.

Bodhi brought out a protective side of me that I wasn’t used to. Sure, I wanted to protect Nicholette, and I did, as much as she let me. But Bodhi… I wanted to fucking wrap him up and hold him close. I wanted to be softer with him, something I’d never felt before. When I leaned back to watch Bodhi, his cheeks were flushed, and sweat beaded on his forehead. His breathing came in short pants.

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