“Sorry? What are you blaming yourself for now?”
“Logan all but raped you, Pri, and you haven’t even had a chance to deal with that. And what the hell do I do? Pull this power play on you.”
“So I’m not supposed to be enjoying this?” She catches my arm and pulls my hand around, pressing my fingers between her thighs, and gasping as she does. “Because I am.”
And she is. Wet. Hot. Temptation from the moment I met her. “God, woman,” I murmur, and then my mouth slants over her mouth, and our tongues collide. And right now, I don’t give a shit about games and hate or what comes next. I just want Pri.
My fingers slide inside her and she moans into my mouth, arching against my hand. There is no distrust in her, she’s all here, in full abandonment mode, melting against my hand. Melting into my body. I lift her and us to the couch, dragging her with me, and then she’s straddling me, and we’re pressed close, our mouths, our bodies.
“I need inside you,” I whisper.
And she replies with, “God yes. Now. Please.”
If I wasn’t hard already, her “God yes. Now. Please.” would have done the job. I catch her waist, anchor her hips and then, Lord help me, her hand is on my cock, guiding it to her sex. She presses me inside her and slowly slides down my erection, too damn slowly. I pull her down on top of me and drag her forward, feel the squeeze as I bring her lips to my lips. And right there, breathing with her, I forgot every plan I had to push her away.
I just want her closer.
I arch into her, thrusting. She presses against me and then we’re not kissing. We’re moving together, watching each other as we do. She pushes off of my shoulders, sitting there, naked and beautiful, her breasts swaying with our movements. One minute it’s this slow dance of our bodies and then next, my hand is on her breast, fingers pinching her nipple and she is nipping my lips with her teeth. We’re wild then, this crazy, wild ride of need and lust, and there is nothing else but us.
When she buries her face in my neck and says, “Adrian,” almost desperately, it’s the prelude to the spasm of her sex around my cock. I groan with the intensity of that moment and then I’m grinding into release. We shudder and shake together and when she collapses on top of me, I roll her over, her back to the couch, leaning over her.
And I tell her exactly what I feel. “What I said on the plane was bullshit. I was just trying to protect you.”
Her hand presses to my face. “I know you want to protect me. But maybe it’s better if we protect each other, together, you know?”
Together.
That word is so unfamiliar and yet so right with Pri.
“I love you, Pri. And that’s why I don’t like what that means for you.”
“I don’t want to be here without you. I will go anywhere with you, Adrian.”
That statement is a loaded one. More than she knows. Because where I go doesn’t erase the danger. I’m a walking target and so is she unless I end this. And that’s a reality I have to make her face. There’s no hiding from this.
The devil is on our doorstep.
Chapter Thirty-Two
PRI
I will go anywhere with you, Adrian.
I see the torment in Adrian’s face over my words, but it’s not about him pushing me away, as my insecurity had me fearing after the airplane incident. He just simply doesn’t believe there is only one way out of this outside of him letting Waters drag him to hell with him. Adrian wants to protect me. He proves that over and over, as he just did when he worried about me being affected by what happened with Logan.
I press my hand to his face and say, “You are not the devil you think you are,” saving him a reply. “Now feed me that grand pizza you promised. I’m actually starving.”
“Pizza wins the moment,” he says, but he doesn’t move. “Pri—”
“I know,” I say softly. “Just—feed me.”
He hesitates, and says, “There are things I need to say to you, but clothes and food, then conversation.”
“Yes,” I say. “Clothes, food, conversation.”
He pushes off of me and stands, helping me up. We dress in comfortable silence and when the clouds reach their limit and burst with an explosion of rain, the two of us step to the window, staring into the storm. Lightning flickers left and right and Adrian pulls me in front of him. For a long time, we stay right there. Me and him. The two of us above the world, or at least the city, and just out of reach of the storm.