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open my eyes. Before I can stop him, Nick thrusts into my wet waiting core. He growls and I moan.
    “Mine,” he growls against my neck. “I love you so fucking much, Baby. I almost lost it when I couldn’t find you.”
    I bury my face into his neck and sob. I’m full of so many emotions. I don’t know how I feel or what to believe. Nick starts to pound into me harder and I throw my head back, crying out his name.
    His thick hard length is relentless in ringing pleasure from my body the only way he can. With each thrust my feelings become more conflicting. I feel guilty for letting Ry kiss me on the beach, I feel broken because I am so unsure of everything.
    “Nick, please,” I cry as I dig my red heels into his ass.
    “Fuck,” Nick groans. “I missed you so much. Your pussy is the only one I want. This tight pussy is the only one I need.”
    “Nick,” I whimper.
    “Tell me you love me,” he whispers in my ear, but I can’t.
    I can’t make the words come out of my mouth. They will give him too much power over me. I can’t hand him that type of power right now. Not only that, but the guilt of Ryan’s kiss burns the words in my throat.
    “Sephora,” Nick’s voice breaks with raw emotion.
    I shake my head in the crook of his neck. “Please, please, don’t ask me for that right now,” I sob.
    Instead of asking again, he continues to thrust into me as he repeats the words over and over. Telling me that he loves me as if they are the only words that matter, the words that will fix what has broken between us. I almost break and repeat them, but the words are trapped in my throat as we both cry out our release together.
    I feel myself retreating as I come down from bliss. This is not the fight I thought I would give. I have just given in to him so easily once again.
    Only this time I think I may be the wrong party. Kimmie’s words from last night ring in my head. Did I indeed do something that I will regret. For the first time in the longest time I long for an old comfort. It is time to start taking back a piece at a time.

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    N ick
    There is a river between us that I don’t know how to cross. I never should have taken her in the elevator. I just lost my mind when she walked into that conference room. The moment my eyes landed on her I knew something was different, something had changed in the time she was away from me.
    I wasn’t sure what it was until she threw her shoulders back and lifted her head when she was ready to stand her ground. I was so turned on. Add the red heels and that dress I wanted to throw her down right there on the conference table, be damn the people in the room.
    It took all the restrain I had, not to take her right there once the room was cleared. Seeing Sephora and knowing she was safe took precedence over everything else. I needed to get her out of the office to hold her in my arms and make sure she was okay.
    I just snapped in the elevator and now I regret it. I was shredded when she wouldn’t tell me she loves me. I wanted to tear the people responsible for her distrust in me to pieces. She used to sing that she loves me so easily.
    Now I’m not even sure if she still does. I have awoken to an empty bed. Once we arrive home I tried to talk to her, but she shut down on me. I hate when she gives me the silent treatment. I thought of tying her to the bed and forcing her to talk, but I know we are not there anymore. I have to work for her trust again as much as it may kill me.
    I sit up and swing my feet out of the bed. I just need to know she is still here. I will give her the space she needs, but I need to know she is here.
    I walk out of the room and the sound of an amped string instrument meets my ears. I close my eyes and feel a shiver roll through my body. Fantasia floats through the halls up to me. I pray it doesn’t mean what I fear.
    Sephora had picked the song as her safe word. Could she be telling me she wants out of our relationship. Has she reached her limit