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“Remember who made you feel this fucking good,” I growled. He was trying so hard not to come, obeying so well that even I couldn’t hold back anymore. “Come for me. Let me hear you.”

I’d barely gotten the words out when he tensed, and then he cried out so loud I knew it’d be etched in my memory forever.

Fuck, I couldn’t hold off anymore. My orgasm roared down my spine with a vengeance, and I dropped my head against his back as the force of it hit.

It was blinding, and I held on tight to his wrists while I ran the hand I had tangled in his hair down to grip the back of his neck. I came so long and hard I was panting, struggling for breath as my hips slowed and my vision came back.

Jesus Christ, what thefuckwas that?

“Oh my God.” Cooper went lax, his words coming out slurred, and I couldn’t help my feral smile. I was a permanent mark in his brain now, and it fed my already huge ego to know he wouldn’t be forgetting me anytime soon.

With my cock still deep inside him, the last thing I wanted to do was move, but when he started to lift his head, I knew I had a matter of moments before his curiosity became too great.

I let go of his wrists, but kept my grip on his neck, forcing him back down. Then I leaned in by his ear, nipped his lobe with my teeth, and said, “Don’t move until I’m gone.”

“I won’t.”

I sat up, lowered my mask over my face, and pulled the hood back up in case he got curious.

I pulled out of him slowly, tied off the condom, and thought twice about leaving it in his trash. The last thing I needed was his using anything to trace my identity.

Getting to my feet, I zipped up and took a long look at Cooper splayed out on the mattress. The sheen of sweat on his back was so fucking enticing, and so were the shades of pink that marred his skin from our rough encounter.

It was a shame to only enjoy him once, but this was already more than I deserved.

“You should come back,” Cooper said, not moving a muscle. “Anytime.”

“And you should lock your window.Allthe time.”

“Probably.” He yawned, and I could see that his eyes were already closed, like he was halfway deep into sleep. “You can show yourself out.”

I smirked and shook my head, then headed back to the window to exit the way I’d entered.

10

LACHLAN

THE ELEVATOR OPENED and I stepped out onto the second floor at Libertine, which contained our members-only fine-dining establishment, along with my current destination—Elixir.

There were more members than I’d expected for the late hour, but we all had something we needed to escape, didn’t we? Like bad decisions. Or the temptation to turn around and repeat them, consequences be damned.

I headed straight for the bar, needing something strong to take the edge off. Despite coming like a fucking geyser inside of Cooper’s tight ass, I was still riding the high of adrenaline, and this was the safest outlet for me right now. The alternative was roaming the streets looking for trouble, and I was already caught up in an untenable situation. I didn’t need to add more to my plate.

The bartender looked up, saw me coming, and held up a finger to those he was serving to rush over to me.

“A double whiskey on the rocks,” I said. In a matter of seconds, the glass was in my hands, and I took a long, much-needed swallow.

“Drinking at the bar alone? What trouble have you been enjoying?” Alessio smirked as he slid in beside me, and the bartender was already back and ready for his order. “A Negroni, thanks.”

“A man can’t drink in peace anymore.”

“He can. If he’s got something to hide.” Alessio frowned as he studied my face. “Where’ve you been?”

“None of your business.”

“Really?” He leaned in to sniff me, and I shoved him away.

“What the fuck?”

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