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It took me a moment to realize what he had said. “You have my medical records?”

His eyes briefly went down to my hands. I knew then that he was aware of the surgery I’d gotten for it. However, the reason listed behindwhyI needed the surgery in the first place was ambiguous.

I held my breath and waited for him to ask.

He didn’t ask.

Instead, he moved his finger a little faster against me, and I tried to focus on what we were talking about.

“Of course,” he answered as if obtaining someone’s medical records was such a normal thing.

“You’re so fucking neurotic. And I wasn’t talking about an STI. What about pregnancy?”

“What about it?”

I dropped my head back and whimpered when he pressed his thumb against my clit.

“Dominic. Be serious.”

“I am. Fuck, you look amazing like this, with my cum dripping out of you. What I wouldn’t fucking do to make it so for the rest of our lives.”

The rest of our lives?

What the fuck?

“You’re crazy,” I said with a panicked laugh. How could it have taken me this long to realize? Sure, I thought it before, but I never thought the crazy was tothisextent. I was taken by a crazy man.

“Perhaps so.”

His finger quickened.

I moved my hand down to stop him, but it didn’t do any good. He continued to finger-fuck me, and all I could do was lie there, letting the lust cloud my mind.

“Dominic!” I screamed when he finally wrenched the orgasm out of me.

He pulled out when my legs twisted, and I stayed where I was, staring up at the ceiling and unable to do anything else.

His face loomed over mine, and there was something light in his expression. He kissed the corner of my mouth before muttering against my skin, “Be good.”

Then he was gone.

Fucking hell.

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DOMINIC

I walkedto the bar in a good fucking mood.

Fuck, but Emmy’s pussy had been everything I thought it would fucking be, and so much more. I was already thinking about when I would be inside her again.

I shook my head and schooled my features as I went into the bar.

I wasn’t the kind of man to be led by his dick. And if I didn’t fucking watch myself, Emmy might just have me wrapped around her little finger.

I spotted Roman and Axel at the back of the bar.

The list Roman compiled of the potential traitors was done, and now we had to wait for someone to take the bait, but until they did, there was fuck all that could be done.

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