I cried out into themattress, rolling my hips back for just a little more pressure and depth,thighs aching with the effort.
The hot press of Gray’s lips againstthe back of my neck pushed me over the edge all at once. White-hot pleasuresurged through me, the rush so strong I couldn’t focus on anything other thancoming my brains out.
My ears rang as I jerked myhips against the mattress, gasping with the effort. Hot fluid soaked into thesheets under me, ripple after ripple of pleasure making me come in thickspurts, Gray’sthrusts punctuating each one and shoving me into the next.
It felt like hours before myback arched one last time, driving my hips into the mattress. All my musclesgave out at once, leaving me boneless, face down, and completely spent, stillpanting to catch my breath.
I felt Gray come a momentlater, tensing up and holding his breath, then relaxing and shuddering as hisorgasm washed over him, fingers digging into my shoulders as he finished. Onelast shiver of lust ripped through me, a tiny final spurt making me groan,oversensitive and worn out as I was.
Gray rolled away from me amoment later, the mattress bouncing as he flopped onto it. All I could managein response was a grunt.
I’d never been this exhaustedafter sex before, but I’d never been thissatisfied,either. Rightdown to the marrow of my bones, my whole body was humming with contentment.
Gray had successfully ruinedme for anyone else after one good fuck.
By the time the worldstopped spinning around me, I wanted to be closer to him. With a gut-deep groan,I rolled over to curl up beside him, letting one arm fall over his stomach.
If Gray wasn’t a cuddler, myheart was going to split in two. He was so perfect in every other way.
Thankfully, he wrapped anarm around my shoulders before I could even finish that thought.
We lay there for longmoments, breaths syncing up as our skin cooled. I let my eyes fall closed,knowing I desperately needed a shower but not quite ready to get up yet. A napwouldn’tkill me.
Part of me wanted to see ifI could manage another round in the shower, but I knew that until I’d had at least afew hours’ sleep, I wouldn’t be able to. Gray had worn me out.
I felt so good I could haveburst with it. This was the perfect moment. No worries, no guilt, no nothing.All the crap that’d been going on in my life seemed distant and meaningless.
Gray and I were the only twopeople in the world, the only thing that mattered.
A loud, clear knock on thedoor made my stomach twist, my heartbeat speed up all over again. Beside me,Gray tensed up, every muscle on high alert.
“I’ll see who it is,” hemurmured, slipping out of bed and leaving me cold.
I wanted to believe it wasjust building maintenance, but at a little after midnight, I doubted it. They’d already beenhere late to start with.
What if Gray was in dangerright now? What if whoever it was got impatient and just… shot throughthe door, or something?
I didn’t want to thinkabout it. Everything had beenperfecta moment ago, and I wanted to crawl backinto that time and pull the covers over my head, curled up next to Gray whereno one could hurt us.
Seconds or minutes or hourspassed as I strained to hear what was going on outside the bedroom. Agonizinguncertainty gripped my stomach until I heard Gray’s footsteps coming backtoward the bedroom, steady footfalls soothing the worst of my worries.
That was, until he pushedthe door open and stood in the light, holding a thin, familiar-looking manilafolder filled with papers.
My papers.
The papers that had beenstolen from my office and apartment.
“This was just inside thedoor,” Gray said. “I assume it was shoved under it.”
I felt like I was about tothrow up.
“I can’t…” My lungstightened all over again, an invisible hand squeezing all the air out of mychest as I tried to draw a breath to speak. “I… not now, not this, I can’t—”
Gray shushed me gently,holding a hand up to stop me talking. Which was probably just as well, becauseI was seconds away from needing to breathe into a paper bag to stop myself frompassing out.
“You don’t have to deal withthis now,” he promised in low, soothing tones. “I’ll put them aside, and then Ithink we could both use a shower. Wanna share?”
Despite everything, Ilaughed. Somehow, Gray knew exactly how to distract me.
