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I thrust harder, getting every goddamned ounce of pleasure from her as I could.

"Esteban. Esteban, Esteban, Esteban," she whined, lowering her head and meeting my stare.

One last shiver, and I stilled my hips, my heart trying to break out of my chest and into hers.

This was perfect.

This was what I'd make sure I'd never lose.

Rita was mine.

16

RITA

Somehow, I'd managed to fall asleep. Was it that surprising after the way Esteban set my body on fire?

I needed it too. Now, Esteban's fingers trailing up and down my bare back were the gentle wake up I needed.

I let my eyes flutter open and there he was, up on his elbow, watching his fingers. A look of deep concentration made him appear slightly older.

"I'd say good morning but it's after ten pm." There was a note of amusement in his words.

"I know it's night. I can tell from the lack of sun coming through the windows," I grumbled.

Sitting up, I stretched my arms over my head and let out a groan as my back cracked in a couple places.

"You don't have to get up. We still have until tomorrow before we figure out next steps."

"I can't." I climbed out of bed and found my phone. There was one missed call and text from Germaine. And one text from Amorette.

Amorette: I wanted to check in. Want to have a drink?

Before answering her, I called Germaine. He was the head manager at Lucia's, the highest performing club the Dirty Dogs owned.

It was also the most high-end, which compared to Amorette's decor choices, wasn't much.

"Took you long enough!" Germaine grumbled in English. He was German, and did speak Spanish, but it was hard to understand him. He spoke English to anyone he could to make his life easier.

"What's wrong?" I shut myself inside my bathroom to do the essentials.

"We're out of at least five liquors." He rattled off a handful. "We'll have to BYOB it tonight unless you can make a miracle happen. I've already spoken to the other two clubs nearby and they don't have any extra stock."

I closed my eyes and worked my brain. It was coming back online slowly, and it took me an extra minute to think. "There's stock here at the club. I think we have all of those."

"Good! I'll see you in a few." He clicked.

Well, fuck. I stared down at my phone. I hadn't meant to offer to take it, but this was good. It would keep me busy and give me a chance to get my head right.

Me: I have to run stock to Lucia's. Meet me there in one hr?

I finished brushing my teeth then stepped out to fill Esteban in. He was still sprawled back on my bed, his jacked arms tucked behind his head. I shivered at the delicious sight.

It couldn't be said that when I went out, I went all the fuck out.

"I have to take some cases to Lucia's."

"In what car?"

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