Fearless Hero

“You’re mine, Autumn, you know that?”

The sensations running through me were so intense, I couldn’t even form a sentence. I clenched around him once more when I came again, and it was so powerful that I would have collapsed onto the floor had Brady’s arms not been holding me in place, as he continued his ruthless tempo.

“I’m only yours, Brady,” I finally managed to say.

He growled and flipped me around, pushing me to my back as he held my legs upward in the air. He thrusted deep, pounding into me like he was going to rip me into two. Just when the scream left my lips, he clamped his hand over my mouth to silence me, driving into me a few more times before finally letting go.

His lips latched onto mine in a maddening kiss, while he ejaculated against my sensitive insides. I hugged him and closed my eyes, enjoying the afterglow in silence.

He brought himself to his elbows, caging me with his strong arms and looking at me so passionately I could hardly breathe. For several moments, we just looked at each other.

“You’re so beautiful, Autumn,” he said, suddenly breaking the silence.

My heart fluttering uncontrollably, I smiled and traced his soft plump lips with my fingers. “Just like you, Brady,” I whispered. “You make my heart act in ways I never expected.”

He laughed, left another kiss on my lips, and pulled out of me. My body protested, wanting more of him despite everything that had just transpired.

It abruptly dawned on me what we had just done. A deep flush came to my face. “What if somebody heard us?” I asked, suddenly engulfed with worry.

Brady got to his feet, and then helped me get up. He shrugged his shoulders. “Who cares? I would do it again, but I think you should get back to studying now.”

He winked and all I could do was gape at him.

CHAPTER 12

Autumn

The rich aroma of coffee woke me the following morning. I lied in bed, feeling more relaxed and refreshed than I had in a long time. Finally, I had gotten a decent night’s sleep.

I rolled over. The other side of the bed was cold, letting me know that Brady must have gotten up quite some time ago. We had fallen asleep holding each other, so I wondered how he had managed to get out of bed without me noticing. I su

pposed it didn’t matter though.

I smiled to myself, thinking about the incredible night we had shared.

We had very nearly gotten caught in the library, an unsuspecting visitor coming dangerously close to the room we’d been occupying. Giggling uncontrollably like a couple of teenagers sneaking around behind our parents’ backs, we quickly dressed and left the library, heading back to the safehouse to pick up from where we had left off. Much like our experience back in Turkey, we had hardly been able to make it through the door before we were ripping each other’s clothes off again.

We spent the rest of the day, blissfully giving in to the urges we’d been holding back for entirely too long.

Then we ordered takeout for dinner, cuddled and watched a movie, and went to bed, resuming another round of love-making before collapsing in each other’s arms.

In those moments, I felt happiness unlike any I had felt in a long time.

Unlike anything I’d felt since my college years with Dan.

It was obvious that what I felt for Brady ran deeper than what I’d felt for Dan though. I halfway thought I was being ridiculous for falling for a handsome face so quickly, but there simply was no denying how I felt, just like Brady could no longer control what he felt.

“So what are we going to do now?” I had asked before we fell asleep.

“What do you mean?”

“We were supposed to be keeping things professional, but it doesn’t seem like that’s possible anymore.”

“The only thing that’s not possible is me staying away from you,” he had responded, running his fingers through a lock of my hair as we stared into each other’s eyes. “So whatever obstacles come our way, we’re just going to have to figure them out.”

A warm and tingly sensation went through me because finally, we were being honest with one another. It felt good to have that barrier officially broken.

Thinking about our previous night, I rolled out of bed, tossed on a nightgown, and ventured to the kitchen, where I came to an abrupt halt. My heart leapt into my throat, and I tried to jump out of view, thinking fast about what I could do to defend myself. But I hadn’t reacted quickly enough, and the intruder spotted me anyway.