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“Oh, my God,” she breathed through gritted teeth. His fingers flexed on her hips as he filled her to capacity, his member throbbed inside her as he moved slowly in and out.

Pleasure spread through her and she arched her back, pressing him harder against her clit.

Nate let out a deep, carnal cry and his palm splayed on the small of her back, holding her in place. “Jesus, you feel so good.”

Her body warmed on another thrust and the collapsible wall of her orgasm built higher. She pressed her hips back against him. “More, Nate,” she said on a pant.

He grunted his agreement and rested his abdomen to her back. He shifted his hips so he was even deeper and rocked into her. His arm slid in front of her, his fingers lacing with hers. She gripped his hand and arched her back more, welcoming him further.

“Oh yes, like that,” she cried as he pumped into her. A scream lodged in her throat as her second orgasm ebbed through her, blocking out her vision and sending a shockwave over every inch of her.

“Nate!” she cried and clung to his hand for dear life as she fell off the cliff into oblivion, a kaleidoscope of colors flashing through her mind.

Nate let out a harsh breath against her shoulder as he jerked inside her, his body going rigid and then falling limp onto her.

“Oh. My. God.” She dropped her head to the cool wood of the desk, her breath came out in fast puffs against the wood. His stubble tickled over her shoulder blade as he pressed kisses up to the crook of her neck.

“You are amazing,” he said into her ear as he nuzzled her.

She giggled and wiggled against him. “Can we do that again?”

His laugh rumbled against her spine and he nibbled her earlobe. “You bet your sweet ass we can.”

Maddie laughed and let him help her to her feet. If she had anything to say about it, they’d be doing it more than once.

CHAPTER 15

His phone vibratedon the table. Carlos glanced at the screen and irritation rippled through him. He didn’t have the fucking patience for Hector right now. All he wanted was to get balls deep in the redhead across the room. Her tits spilled out the top of her tiny black dress, her hair tumbled over one shoulder.

She was sexy as hell but lacking what Maddie had… class, grace, and jaw dropping beauty. But, Maddie couldn’t fill his needs, so he’d go somewhere else. She was stupid if she thought he wouldn’t move on. But damn, he still wanted her. Maddie was the first person since Barbara that had made him think about permanence.

He lifted his whiskey on the rocks to his lips and drank. One darkly arched eyebrow lifted on the redhead. She jerked her head toward the door and got up from her chair.

And his phone vibrated again.

Hector.

The incompetent fuck. He’d been as lost as a puppy since Tony had gone missing, lapping at his heels every minute. He held a finger to the woman, and answered his phone.

“This better be good,” he growled. He kept his voice low and menacing, but Hector didn’t balk.

“Oh, it’s good all right. Can you come to my room? I have something to show you.”

Carlos’s eyes rolled to the ceiling and back to his nearly empty drink. “Christ, what is it with you? Tell me over the phone. You don’t want me to have to walk up to your room rightnow, believe me.” His tone cut through the air around him; a man next to him twisted his face and then went back to his drink.

He wiped a bead of sweat from his brow. If he didn’t get some pussy now and relieve this tension, he was going to go ape shit on this damn ship. A beat passed and Carlos counted to three, his thumb ready to disconnect.

“It’s about Maddie… she’s not who you think she is.”

The air in his lungs trickled through his nose, and a wall of fire tore through his chest. No. He wasn’t wrong about things like this. He’d checked Maddie out, knew she came from a wealthy family, but that was the deepest dirt he’d found. He moved his tongue against the inside of his cheek. If he was wrong, he’d lose face with his men. He couldn’t have that. He’d humor Hector, see what the hell he was blabbering about, and then get his fill from the curvy woman tapping her foot at the bar.

“I’ll be right up. But you’d better make it quick.” He pocketed his phone and approached the redhead to get her room number.

His hand curled into a fist against his side. He’d better not be wrong about Maddie.

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Nate pinched thebridge of his nose. A dull throb started behind his eyes. He needed to eat, and hell, he needed a drink. Neither was very productive right now. Tomorrow, they’d be stopping in St. Thomas and the next day, they’d be in San Juan. They were running out of time. If they didn’t get a step ahead of Carlos, they’d be fucked.

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