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“Damn right I can.”

I push her off me and pull my shirt over my head. As that lands on the floor, I’ve already let my jeans slide halfway down my legs, momentarily distracted by Mia, who is working to get rid of her own pants on the bed. The way she raises her hips to push her tights down over her ass makes me want to bury my head between her legs and push my tongue into a place that’ll make sure she’ll lose all her fight. But tonight I doubt she has the patience for it.

Her eyes are burning with the heat only a seriously good fuck can inspire, and I intend to deliver.

Kicking my pants off, I reach out and take hold of Mia’s tights, yanking the fabric all the way off. I’m already in motion, moving my body over hers, planning to pin her down on the bed to have my way with her when she pushes up faster than I would haveever expected. Instead of me landing on top of her, she pushes me away from her.

I land on my side, facing her. The grin on her face is as wide as her scowl was when I first picked her up, and I have the sudden urge to ensure she never scowls again because right now, Mia looks like a fucking goddess. Naked, her body toned and poised for her attack, she looks utterly happy and if I weren’t a fucking asshole, I might not have dismissed that thought as quickly as I do.

But I’m an asshole and what I want is to sink my dick into her pussy, so when she leaps to push me to my back and straddles me, I raise my hips to meet her wet heat.

Her laugh rings out, as she shifts her position until my cock finds its target and my tip sinks into her swollen wetness.

“Fuck.” I groan, my body zinging with the sensations rushing through it as Mia lowers herself onto me.

I don’t wait for her to make it all the way down before I push up hard, claiming her.

“Fuck you,” she hisses, and her hands close around my throat, pushing down enough to demonstrate that she is still not interested in playing nice.

God damn, I’ll have to pray to Mother Mary that I won’t blow my load early.

Just like before, when we made out, we start a fast rhythm. There is nothing sweet or calm about this. This is hot, fast, and rough, and I love every minute of it.

Mia rides me hard. With her head thrown back, her breasts are finally mine for the taking and I push against her hands, still wrapped around my throat, to lift myself up and enclose one of her nipples with my lips, sucking it deep into my mouth.

“Yes!” she screams and I keep at it, using my other hand to pinch and twist her other nipple.

A second later, I feel her muscles ripple around my cock, and despite the iron control I’ve practiced for years, I shoot cum into her before I can even conjure a single thought of holding out for more. I pulse my seed into her as her hot, swollen walls wring every last drop out of me.

Afterward, Mia collapses on top of me, and I wrap my arms around her while she falls asleep.

Chapter Four

Eric

Three weeks later…

“You’re taking Eric.” Gianna’s voice is final. Not that it keeps Mikhail from arguing.

“It’s my sister. What do you think she’ll do?”

Gianna glares at him. “Probably stab you. I know I want to often enough.”

Instead of backing off, Mikhail grins at my cousin. The guy is seriously fucked in the head.

Russians.

I tune out their argument. All I need to know is what Gianna decides on after her fiancé is through arguing his case. I don’treally give a shit. Instead, my thoughts go where they have been going one too many times lately.

Mia.

I left her in the safe house after walking her through some security protocols the day after we fucked. That’s where it should have ended. Job done, return to normal. But my cock has a memory, and it wants another helping.

“Eric?” Gianna’s look tells me I must have already missed her calling on me before. Five stars for alertness. Fucking hell.

“Yeah?” Not a good idea to explain that I was busy fantasizing about the way her best friend rode me like there was no tomorrow. Which was probably the only reason why the sex had been so damn good.

“You’ll accompany Mikhail to the meeting with his sister.”

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