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“Why are you asking anyway? Isn’t that supposed to be a no-go topic for men?” Sigh. He was adorable… wait—was that a blush creeping into his cheeks? I sighed again at the same time my heart constricted, bombarded with overwhelming emotions as I gazed at him.

Greyson, he completely rocked my world.

He somehow seemed uncomfortable, yet he still pursued the subject. “Usually, but I want to make you happy, that’s why I’m asking.”

This man… he had conquered so many beds, conquered so many hearts, and here he was, asking if he was good enough. Again, my heart constricted, palpitating as our eyes connected. I felt dizzy from the waves of burning lust I had for him. Tiger-eyes glowed before me, making my heart rate gallop like no other.

“You’re sex is amazing, Grey.”

“You sure? I make you come enough?” His hips started to shift, gradually rubbing his shorts that didn’t hinder his hard dick against my stomach.

Tongue. Fingers. His cock… Yes. Yes and yes. “Yeah… you know you do. I’m sure it’s hard to pretend when I’m pink and sweaty from moaning and screaming, but then again, you have to consider the bare fact that you’re the only guy I’ve done it with, so I won’t know.”

“Minx. You’re my hot, little, sexy minx,” he groaned, meeting my lips with a harsh kiss. “And I love the fact that no man’s touched you the way I have. I’m the only one who knows the kind of paradise you give me each time I bottom out inside your tight pussy. The way your walls grip me when you’re about to come, or how incredible it feels when your sweet cunt clenches when you’re about to come all over my dick. The way you sound when I fuck you harder. In that tiny moment, all I feel is you. All I see is you, screaming and moaning for me.” He suddenly looked serious, as if every word he’d said came from the heart. “I live for those moments. You rock my world, babe.”

My sentiments exactly…

“Oh, Grey. I miss you,” I whispered into the air, letting my tears stream down my face as I tortured myself with more memories of him. Of us.

I was about to start sobbing out loud when my phone shrilled ever so loudly. It broke my wallow-and-cry-me-a-river silent time for Greyson Edwards.

Pressing on my phone to activate the speaker option, I took the call. “Hello?”

“Did you run a marathon? Why do you sound all breathy, I wonder?” Liam’s voice filtered through the bathroom.

Mind you, his sexy accent sounded really amazing with the help of speakers. It was a good thing, I supposed. It sure made me stop crying out for Greyson.

“Nothing… just taking a hot bath. What are you up to?”

“Nothing unusual, thinking about you. What else?” He laughed, as if he was embarrassed to admit to the fact.

God, he was such a charmer and a wonderful guy all around. If only…

“You should start dating again,” I lightly suggested, hoping he’d bite the bait this time. Ever since I had come back from LA, he had stop partying. Instead, he’d resort to waiting for my calls and catering to my own sad party of one depression.

“And why must I do that, Olivia?” he questioned with seriousness. “Are you scared that I’m going to woo you back to me and might be successful at it?”

Could he? “No onewoosanymore, Liam. Besides, I suggested it because I thought it’s a little pathetic to listen to an ex-girlfriend bitch about her ex-boyfriend. You deserve more than this. You’reworthmore than this.”

“How often do I have to remind you that no one else does it for me except you, Liv,” he said succinctly. “Suggest all you like, I’m not going anywhere. He’s in Los Angeles andyou’rein Sydney. And in this country,you. Are. Mine. And I won’t stop until you give it all up to me. Because youwill,and we both know it,” Liam vowed harshly, possessively, making me quiver and tingle inside. “I promise you, Olivia, you will forget him. Your heart will not know of him. Your sweet pussy will forget he ever existed. I can guarantee you that.”

Confident men sure were sexy. “Well, then, Mr. Possessive Man, maybe you’re all bark and no bite.” Saucy, but what the hell; I only got to live once.

The deep-bellied laugh echoed everywhere. “I’m coming for you, just you wait, beautiful.”

ChapterForty-Two

“Hey gotta a minute?”Someone called behind me before I walked out of the classroom door.

Twirling around, I was surprised to find one of the girls Liam had introduced me to at the beginning of the semester. We had been in the same class since, but we’d never really spoken to each other until today.

Wondering what she might need from me, I made a tiny smile, looking somewhat interested. “Sure. What’s up?”

“Olivia,right?” Big smiles, perky boobs and the bluest blue eyes I had ever come across blinked at me with enthusiasm.

She remembered my name. Funny, ‘cause I could barely remember hers.Chessie?Jess…? No. Chaz…? “Yeah,Jazz?” When it came to names, I had selective memory. Faces I could recall, but never names.

“The one and only.” She immediately chirped up when I hit the jackpot. “Listen, we’re throwing a party at Bondi later. You should come. I could tell Liam to come get you.”

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