Page 126 of Durango

Durango stands up. “I’ll explain it to her. Thank you for everything. I really appreciate it.”

“I’m happy to help,” Harding says.

“Do you have any more information on Sylvia?” he asks.

“She’s still awaiting trial here in New York for what she did to Durango, but the officials in Minsk are pushing hard for her extradition so they can try her for Damien’s murder.”

“Why not hand her over?” Durango asks.

Harding smiles. “We will. But if we can get something for it, that’s preferable. Life is always a negotiation.”

Once she leaves, I turn to Durango. “She threatened Carmen, didn’t she?”

“Yep,” he says.

“But she says she didn’t.”

He grins. “Yep.”

“I don’t get her.”

Durango laughs. “You will once you get to know her better. But what she said, it’s all good news.”

It is. Finally, I can put all of this behind me.

“We should celebrate,” he says as he stalks toward me.

“What did you have in mind?” I ask.

There is no mistaking the look in his eyes. He leans down and kisses me. It turns frenzied fast as he picks me up and carries me to the bedroom.

He pulls my shirt off over my head, and I do the same to him. Then we quickly take off the rest of our clothes. He falls back onto the bed, pulling me on top of him. I straddle him and move my hips back and forth, rubbing my clit over his length. He leans up and sucks hard on my nipple.

“I need you inside me now!” I call out.

I sit up, line him up, and push down hard and fast. He gasps as I ride him hard. It’s rougher than we’ve ever been together, and I love it. He sits up and flips me over, coming at me from behind. His cock slams into me, and I swear I see stars.

“Callan!”

“You like this? You like it rough?”

I lean down, giving him more access to pound into me harder and harder. “Yes!”

He reaches around and strokes my clit as he slams into me again and again. My orgasm builds fast.

“I’m coming!” I shout as the waves hit me over and over.

My legs shake as he slams into me one last time and pushes in as far as he can. Then he stills. Finally, we both collapse, breathing heavily.

“Wow,” he says.

“Yeah.”

“Oh shit, are you okay? Did I get too rough?”

I turn to face him. “I’m fine, and I loved it. I’ve never had sex rough like that.”

He smiles. “I love you.”

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