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“If I missed you?” she repeats, her tone serious. “Zayn, I felt like I was dying a little more every second I didn’t have you.”

Her confession knocks the air from my lungs. Stunned, I can’t say a single word. But she isn’t waiting for an answer anyway.

“I was so angry that you didn’t stay longer, didn’t come after me again, didn’t try to talk to me again,” she accuses softly. “And then it hurt so badly when you ignored me.”

She visibly shudders as she says the last part, as if she needs me to understand just how deeply she felt all of it.

“I wasn’t thinking about that video,” she whispers. “I could only think about losing you… and that you didn’t care anymore.”

Slowly, I slide my hand down between us and replace her fingers on her clit, rubbing it gently.

But she keeps her hand there, threading her fingers through mine, both of us touching her together as I continue moving inside her.

“Are you close?” I ask, changing the subject, even though I already know the answer.

“You know I am,” she replies with a pointed glare.

Right then, I press on her clit with both my fingers and hers, and she bends forward, her fist tightening on my chest as the orgasm crashes through her.

Her pussy spasms violently around my cock, pulling me over the edge with her, and I come inside her with a loud groan.

Neither of us moves for a long moment.

We stay tangled together, breathing hard in each other’s arms.

Then Selene lifts her head from my chest and looks at me with a dangerous sparkle in her eyes.

Without saying a word, I scoop her into my arms and carry her upstairs to the second floor. I only set her down beside the bathtub.

Turning on the water, I slowly undress her and strip out of my own clothes.

She doesn’t protest or tease me this time. She simply lets me do whatever I want.

Once we’re both naked, I take her hand and help her into the tub, climbing in after her.

I settle back against the edge, spreading my legs to make room for her.

But instead of turning away, she stays facing me. Then she lowers herself into my lap.

Neither of us says a single word as she simply leans in and kisses me.

Slow.

Unhurried.

Sensual.

Passionate.

But above all else… completely surrendered.

And I can’t stop thinking that I finally have her back in my arms again.

FIFTY

Selene

I can only smell the perfume that has been tormenting me lately whenever he’s near. I want to open my eyes, but I’m afraid I’ll wake up and realize I imagined everything.