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“Your moan.”

She strokes me from base to tip again, stopping to rub her thumb over my precum.

“Fuck,” I whisper.

She pulls her mouth free, then gives me a seductive smile before her lips move across my chin. My neck. Down over my chest, kissing and licking. All the while, she strokes my cock.

My chest heaves when she hits her knees. She grins up at me before lightly kissing over my stomach. The teasing is torture, but I relish it.

Her eyes lock with mine as she licks the tip and moans. “You taste so good.”

Her mouth wraps around the head of my cock, licking and sucking.

The handcuff and key in my hand hit the carpet. My hands go to her hair, feeling the silky curls as she takes me deeper into her mouth.

“Jesus, Chaos.” My hips jerk forward. “So fucking good.”

She takes me deeper, watching me. Like seeing me lose control turns her on even more.

I can barely control myself as she sucks me deep, then pulls back. I’ve wanted this woman for far too long. Dreamed of her every night I was stuck in that damned cabin, even though I felt guilty every morning.

But at 3:00 a.m., I don’t feel guilty.

Hell, I’m not even tired. Not anymore.

She pulls away, her hand stroking me. “Fuck my mouth, hitman.”

Goddamn.

Looking at this gorgeous, naked woman with perfect curves and big breasts as she gives me a wicked smile and winks is nearly enough to have me blow my load.

But then she opens her mouth wide, and I shove myself into her mouth, desperate for her. For the way this crazy woman makes me unravel.

My fingers tangle in her long blonde hair as I thrust my hips in and out of her mouth. “Fuck, Chaos. You suck me so good.”

Her eyes gleam as she looks up at me. Saliva drips from the side of her mouth. She’s a beautiful fucking mess.

And mine.

I close my eyes, pushing the thought away.

She’s not.

She can’t ever be.

When she moans around me, I open my eyes. The hunger and desire swirling in them nearly undo me.

I pull out of her mouth, my chest heaving.

I grab her hands and pull her to her feet. I cover her mouth with mine, walking her backward until her knees hit my bed.

I fall on top of her, catching myself with my hands before I crush her beneath my weight. Her hands fist my hair, pulling me closer.

Her cheeks flush as I pull back, raining kisses down her neck. My hands move over her curves, memorizing the feel of her shape. Her soft skin. Knowing I’ll need to hang onto these memories through all the long, empty nights ahead.

But I don’t want to think about that now.

Instead, I work my way down to her breast, latching onto one nipple and sucking. Her nails dig into my scalp as I suck, then graze it with my teeth.