Page 55 of Cry For Mercy

I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t speak. I could barely breathe. I wanted him to go. I just couldn’t tell him that, because the words wouldn’t come out.

“Julie, come on, sweet girl. Let me in. Let me hold you.”

I stared at the door, as the handle rattled.

“I can hear you crying in there. Jesus, let me in.”

He started banging on the door. “If I have to break this door down, to make sure you’re okay, I will.”

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ADAM

I had no idea what was going on with her. She’d woken calm and relaxed, and seemed as at ease as I’d ever seen her. I didn’t want to ruin that by telling her about the body discovered yesterday. I had to though, because otherwise she’d hear it from Jeff first, and then she’d wonder why I hadn’t been honest with her.

When she started to reach for my cock, which, to be clear, was fucking hard as a rock because she was so close, I had to stop her, because I didn’t want her using sex as a way to avoid a difficult conversation. I needed her to be honest with me. And I’m a complete fucking asshole for that, because aren’t I lying to her about literally everything?

A chilling thought hit me when she locked herself in that bathroom… what if Jeff had already told her about the body? I’d left him, and gone straight to those Bennett tossers, and so I had no idea what she knew or didn’t. I’d just climbed into her bed, and fallen asleep.

Was she doubting me, because she knew I’d hidden it from her? Even though, I really hadn’t. I just fell asleep before I could talk to her.

“Julie, please. I don’t want to break this door, but I will. I need to know you’re okay. If I’ve done something wrong, please tell me.”

The door clicked open, and she stood there, her face red from crying, her cheeks wet with tears. I grabbed her and pulled her against my chest. It wasn’t enough. Hell no, it wasn’t enough.

I lifted her, almost effortlessly, and pressed her against the wall, her legs hooking around my waist. I kissed her like I’ve been wanting to this whole fucking time. Not sweet. Not gentle. Not teasing. I didn’t try to coax her into it. I took it.

I had one arm under her butt, to hold her up, but my free hand gripped her luscious hair, so I could tilt her face, and the second I did that, my mouth was on hers, and my tongue was plunging into her mouth, so I could fucking kiss that sadness, and fear, and doubt, right the hell out of her.

She didn’t resist, or hesitate, she just melted into my arms, and moaned softly, as I practically fucked her mouth with my tongue. It still wasn’t enough, but as much as I wanted to be buried deep inside her, I had to give her the only piece of ‘truth’ that I could. Because if I couldn’t tell her everything, I could at least tell her what Jeff knew.

When I pulled back, she was staring at me, those dark eyes wide and blinking, and her lips parted, as she breathed hard.

“Why did you stop?” She whispered, lifting her delicate fingers, to brush them over my lips. I sucked them into my mouth, and she rocked her hips against me, offering encouragement I hated to resist.

I pulled back from her fingers, letting them slip from my lips.

“I don’t want to, Julie. If you believe anything about me, just know that I want you so fucking badly it hurts. Like physically hurts. I just want to take you to bed, and fucking keep you there.”

She sucked in a breath, her hands fisting my t-shirt. “So why won’t you?”

I groaned. “Because I’m a fucking idiot. I need to tell you what happened when I left here yesterday, and I don’t want to, because it’s going to change how you’re feeling right now, and I love you like this. Relaxed, sensual, aroused as fuck… I want to know how you look when you come. I want to feel it when you do. And I really wish I didn’t have to tell you about last night.”

She pushed at my chest, and she was right… I couldn’t tell her while she was sitting so close to my fucking cock, which just wanted to be in her.

Jesus… I guided her over to the bed and sat her down, then I joined her, trying to ignore the way my boxers were tenting up, even though she fixed her eyes on it.

“Julie.”

She lifted her eyes, a blush colouring her cheeks.

“Trust me. I want you. I want to be deep inside you, and fucking stay there.” Her cheeks darkened further, and her lips parted. She probably didn’t even know that she’d started to nod in response.

“I had to update Jeff with something yesterday, and I didn’t want to hide it from you. I had to go into Oxford, well, nearly that far. A body was discovered.”

She gasped, lifting a trembling hand to her mouth.

“It’s not Cass… uh… Cassidy. But it is a man. It could be Harvey.”

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