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“I’m going to fucking ruin you for anyone else.”

I gasped, and he covered my mouth with his. It didn’t take long for his hard, unyielding dominance and the passion of his kiss to ramp up my libido again. The feel of our hot, naked bodies flush against each other only added more fuel to the fire.

Before I knew it, Eagle spun me around and pushed me against the door. He didn’t need to tell me what to do. I was more than ready for him to fuck me. I spread my legs and thrust my ass out.

“Damn, woman, your ass is fine.” His hands moved over my bottom as if memorizing it to memory.

Still sensitive, I caught my breath, jerking wildly when a long finger swiped through my slit.

“Can you take it rough?”

“I can take it as rough as you can give it.” I loved it rough.

“My kind of woman,” he growled, and with one sharp plunge he buried his cock all the way inside me.

I couldn’t contain the sharp gasp that escaped me. I hadn’t been with anyone in a while, and I hadn’t been prepared for the stretch and burn of Eagle’s cock. He hadn’t been kidding when he’d asked if I could take it rough. He pulled back and slammed into me like a piston, grunting each time he bottomed out. The sound of his heavy balls slapping against the back of my thighs, coupled with our mutual groans, was a beautiful symphony.

“Jesus, I’m not going to last. You’re tight as fuck and this feels too fucking good.”

It did feel good. In fact, it felt great. I could already feel another orgasm coming on. I rarely came from fucking alone, but Eagle knew what he was doing. He knew how to hit me just right so that the head of his cock brushed against my G-spot. I was about to take care of my clit when he beat me to it. I sucked in my breath at the feel of his fingers between my legs and thrust my lower body back, meeting his cock halfway.

“Right there! Right there!” I cried out. “Fuck, Eagle!”

“You almost there?” he snarled, and I could tell that he was close.

“Yes!” I panted. “YES!” I came so hard that, had he not been holding me up, I would have collapsed to the floor.

“Fuucckkk!” Eagle roared close to my ear.

His cock swelled to twice its normal size. He bottomed out one last time and held firm, his body hot, sweaty, and shuddering against mine. Even through the condom, I could feel the force of his release, and I knew without a doubt that he’d be filling me to overflowing if he hadn’t been wearing a condom. For a mad second I wanted to experience that.

I collapsed against the door and Eagle sank against me, holding me up. Our breathing came down slowly, and he didn’t move until his cock slipped out of me. When he stepped away, I turned to face him, watching him take care of the condom.

I wondered what he was thinking. His expression was hard to read. Did he regret what we’d done? I watched silently as he slipped back into his jeans and did them up.

“You want to shower before you leave?” He reached for his shirt.

If he could act like nothing special had happened, so could I. “No, I can shower when I get home.” I began to gather up my clothes, feeling slightly rejected.

Eagle didn’t look at me again until he was sitting on the edge of the bed slipping on his boots. “I’ll get back to you after I talk to Wolfe.”

“Okay.” What else could I say? Oh, by the way, thanks for the orgasms and the best sex I’ve ever had?

Being dismissed after sex wasn’t new to me. Most of the guys I’d been with got all kinds of weird and awkward after having sex. They were afraid that if they acknowledged it in some way that I’d think it meant more than it was, that I’d think that it was something special. Assholes. Women had needs too. We liked sex. The way Eagle was treating me right now wasn’t any different from any other man I’d slept with. But I’d have been fooling myself if I didn’t admit that it hurt just a little, and I didn’t know why.

I dressed in record time. My hair was probably a mess, but I didn’t care. I stood by the door and waited for Eagle. When he came over, he stopped in front of me, his jaw locked with obvious displeasure. I didn’t know if he was mad at me or mad at himself. As we stood staring at each other, I realized that I wanted him to kiss me again.

He unlocked the door, but then halted to look back at me. “That shouldn’t have happened.”

Damn. He was having regrets. “Maybe you should ask yourself why it did.”

I slipped past him before he could respond and went back out to the bar.

Chapter 15

Eagle

Fuck. I’d screwed up. In more ways than one. My intense attraction to Leo had weakened my resolve and I’d stopped fighting her. And damn, fucking her had felt good. Too fucking good. She’d been so tight and wet, clenching around my dick at just the right time. But the guilt and regret that I’d felt directly after I’d nutted inside her had taken some of the pleasure away, causing me to act like a jerk towards her.

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