Chapter 108

Finally

Zaid walks in front of me, and I watch as the muscles in his back contract and tense.

He's the perfect height, the perfect build. My mouth waters as I look at him, and though I am highly aware that I am still in my bra, I reinforce my decision to not be the one that

caves.

He opens the door to his room and looks at me, waiting for me to stop inside. I do, and as soon as he follows, the soft click of the lock echoes in my mind.

I turn to him, tilting my head, stomach coiling. "What do you need?"

He exhales deeply, dragging a hand through his dark hair before leveling me with

a look so intense it sends heat rushing through my veins. "I just realized something."

I nod, licking my lips. "Yeah?"

"I'm the only one that hasn't been inside you."

The confession slams into me, knocking the air from my lungs. My body comes alive, my skin tingling in awareness, in want. I feel the pool of wetness between my legs and I know without a doubt that he has me in the palm of his hands.

I would do anything he asked me to.

I swallow, my lips parting slightly as I meet his gaze. "Are you finally going to fuck me,

Zaid?"

a slow sweep over my body. His lips twitch into a small, knowing smirk. He steps closer, his fingers grazing along my jaw before tracing down the column of my

He nods. "Finally."

don't breathe, just wait as his fingers slide to my chin, tilting my face up. His gaze flickers to my lips, and he

is soft, testing, like

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claiming. His hands settle on my hips, pulling me flush against him, and I melt into him, my fingers twisting into

kiss, his tongue sweeping against mine in a slow, devastating caress that has my knees

me, lifting me in his arms before dropping us

the time he pulls away, I'm breathless, my lips tingling, my entire body humming with want. He presses his forehead against mine,

stomach until he reaches the button of my jeans.

He smiles. "I won't."

them off my legs and he follows with my underwear. His hands explore my

unlatch my bra.

bare, trembling and

languid as he takes me in. With his arm around my waist, his lips touch mine, and

wildfire. My breath catches, my fingers instinctively fisting his shirt, needing to hold on

feel like I

for this moment for so long that now that

hands gripping my waist, fingers caressing the scars from my accident. "I

nod, though I feel like

legs parted. I lift myself onto my elbows to watch him, to make sure I know that

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even as his

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