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I expect her to argue as anger flashes in her eyes, but she does as she’s told and flips over, her towel falling away completely and baring her golden skin to me.

I cover my dick with the condom, squeezing the base slightly to keep from coming at just the sight of her ass in the air. I rub the head of my cock between her folds before lining up with her entrance and pushing inside with one hard thrust.

“Oh God.” Liv cries, her hands fisting the sheets as her body falls into the bed from the force of the move and I grip her hips, lifting her and pulling her back against me. My balls tighten at the warmth of her around me and I know this isn’t going to last as long as I want it to.

I pull out slowly, watching my dick slide from her before thrusting back to the hilt. I repeat the motion a fewtimes, dragging it out, wanting to drive her as crazy as she drives me.

Liv let’s out a frustrated sound before taking matters into her own hands. She dips her head, her breasts rubbing against the comforter on her bed and begins moving, twerking on my fucking dick just like she twerked on Bella in the bar earlier, and I watch her, my eyes almost rolling into the back of my head.

Fuck.

She takes control, pushing back against me and I let her, keeping my hips completely still as she takes exactly what she needs from me, fucking me relentlessly. Her moans grow louder, mixing with the grunts spilling from my lips.

I dig my fingers into her hips and clench my jaw as the familiar, but long forgotten tingling begins at the base of my spine.

“Fuck,” I grunt, meeting her thrust for thrust, losing all sense of control. I’m wild with need as we move in perfect synchronicity. Like a well-rehearsed dance between two people and not two near strangers exploring each other for the first time.

I fuck her like I hate her. Letting her feel the rage she ignites in me so easily. My movements are punishing, my grip on her hips harsh and she takes everything I give her.

My skin is slick with sweat and my legs threaten to give out as Liv throws her head back and screams, her pussy clenching my dick so tight I see stars. The muscles in my abs tense, balls drawing up tight as I curl my body over hers, my chest against her back. I still, spilling into the condom on a long groan.

We stay there, catching our breaths as tremors wrack Liv’s body. Her skin is warm beneath me, and I close myeyes, relishing the feel of another body against mine after so long.

Several minutes pass before I pull away, shivering as my still sensitive dick slides out of her, and I discard of the condom in the small trashcan in the corner of her room before I begin to dress myself.

Regret filters in once again and I don’t look at her as I pull on my shoes. Last time I did that, she could see it clearly in my eyes.

I don’t regret coming back here. I don’t regret fucking her. I regret that this is all I’m capable of.

The silence is heavy between us.

What the fuck am I meant to say?Thanks for the sex, but it won’t be happening again. I don’t think that’d go down too well.

As much as I want to dothatagain, I won’t. Ican’t.For both our sakes. We just needed to get it out of our systems. Get past the sexual tension that’s been present between us since we first met. Now that we have, we can move on.

I see Liv stand and move towards her dresser from the corner of my eye and I finally risk a glance at her. Her eyes meet mine as she pulls an oversized t-shirt over her head, and I see it in her eyes.

She already knows.

CHAPTER 14

OLIVIA

Idon’t say a word as Grayson places his cowboy hat back on his head, concealing his dark hair, and picks his discarded wallet up from my bedside table.

There’s nothingtosay.

I meant it when I said I didn’t want anything more from him. Sure, the man turns me on. I’m almost certain just one look at him would turn on any red-blooded female, and the dark and broody thing he has going makes him a little intriguing, but I’m smart enough to know that a man like Grayson Calloway - a man who has seen the things he has seen, is incapable of something meaningful.

Maybe he will be in the future, but he has a lot of healing to do before that’s possible and I’m not delusional enough to believe that I could be the one to heal him.

We used each other. Plain and simple.

Tomorrow, we’ll go back to ignoring one another. I’ll go back to trying to get a rise out of him whenever possible, and he will go back toscowling at me in return.

Grayson stands awkwardly in my bedroom, looking as though he’s searching for the right words to say but coming up empty.

Putting him out of his misery, I give him a soft smile. “This changes nothing.” I say, getting straight to the point and his brows rise in surprise.

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