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er just as I wanted. Her legs were trembling. H

he room. Rhythm brutal. My jaw clenched, eyes locked on the headboard, not

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heets twisted beneath us. Her nails s

.. ahh,

Leona. That damn girl with fire in

nt twist in her voice. The way her body leaned aw

ow close I'd come

ssed out and fell onto me-her chest ha

m the memory of that weightless moment, her breath brush

, hard, rough, cold. She cried out

ately. As I sat dow

I muttered, grabbing a roll of hundreds fro

t me. "Are yo

nly want cab

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the room, banging

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on

er. Hated that I even cared if

put like some wounded animal

even

iet as anything

her

the reason. Or maybe she didn't care. Maybe she just needed someone

ed into me. Scalding. Good. I needed the p

her lip when she was nervous. The curve of her thighs benea

the fun kind. The dangero

r. She was just a piece on the board

d, "I can't go back,"

d the wa

dn't have time for this kind of weakness. I

didn't hesitate

new

she was seen. He's name is Kenneth Greene. He has a fake Foster licen

ext move Boss

xt time he tries to touch what isn't his any longer, I won't hes

." I ended

l. Heart pounding.

nciple. About power. I couldn't stomach men

s. I'd seen them. Faint. Old

el slung low on my hips. Dr

d back. Controlled.

ept

t it

ll. Tha

because of the girl I just finished with. But be

now the war she s

made me crash the damn Maserati. Didn't know I watched the way her thig

ds off her when she was unconscious and vul

d. That I had to remind myself she was jus

sposal. Models. Dancers. Heirs

de me want to burn

leaned forward, st

asn't

dn't beco

. A timelin

ith soft lips and a stor

s. I needed to

cted by her voice out

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