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My cock jumps and erupts like a volcano, my hot cum spilling into her slick, eager pussy as she claws at the sheets and writhes beneath me.

I pump into her again and again, her tight pussy wringing every drop of cum from me until I sink against her.

Slowly, I slide out of her perfect, perfect pussy and collapse onto my side. She’s gasping for air as she rolls into me, snuggling back against my body as I wrap my arms around her.

She’s trembling as she takes my hand and lifts it to her lips, kissing my knuckles softly.

“I love you,” she whispers, so quietly I almost don’t hear it.

But I do.

And I fucking grin.

“I love you, too,” I murmur as my arms wrap tighter around her and her body melds to mine.

28

KENZO

“Do you have the slightest idea what you’ve done, Kenzo?”

Tengan glares over the rim of his glasses at me as he, unbelievably, manages to stop his frantic pacing for a single fucking second.

“Kenzo?”

My face still hurts. My body still hurts, too.

My dick hurts as well, now that I think about it, but that’s in a good way. That particular part of me is sore because I spent the entirety of last night tangled up in bed with Annika, pumping her so full of my cum that she’ll be feeling me drip into her panties for a week.

And as soon as this absurd “high priority meeting” that Tengan insisted on is over, I’ll be finding Annika wherever she is and dragging her back to bed for round…fuck, I’ve lost count.

Sota’s business manager glares at me over his glass again, as if I’m some naughty schoolboy.

“Do you?” he hisses shrilly.

“First, you will lower your voice and calm your tone when you’re speaking to me,” I growl. I catch the hidden smirk on Sota’s face before he tucks it behind his customary “business Sota” mask of indifference.

“Second, I didn’t do shit. Ulkan Gacaferi killed Leka, not me.”

If Ulkan were still alive, I still haven’t decided if I’d send him a gift for killing that fuck or kill him myself for robbing me of that honor.

It’s probably the second one.

“Yes, but you gave the order last night to declare open war on Leka’s people, not to mention seize his assets and businesses.”

“His people are a bunch of drug smugglers who’ve been dipping their toes into human trafficking. I sincerely doubt anyone in the world will mourn their passing,” I snarl. “This, I should add, is why I was never going to go into business with him.”

And that was even before I learned that he’d hurt Annika.

“The issue, Kenzo,” Tengan mutters snippily, “is that by declaring open season on Leka’s interests, you’ve made it clear in just about every circle that you’re glad he’s dead.”

“Which I am,” I growl.

“It makes it look like you could have had a hand in his death.”

“Tengan,” I mutter tiredly. “I still fail to see the downside?—”

“Leka was in long-term business deals with Yelizaveta Solovyova.”

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