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Vaughn squeezed my throat again and I choked on my own gasp of pleasure. My eyes rolled back into my head, my legs shaking uncontrollably. All I could do was endure this aggressive, animalistic mating. I couldn’t even really move my hips up to meet his cock as he fucked me—I was too far gone for that coordination.

“Are you going to come for me?” Vaughn rasped. “Going to spill all over my dick and squeeze the cum out of my cock?”

I moaned, his dirty words amping up my desire.Yes, yes, yes, I was—I wanted to reply but I couldn’t, all I could do was make helpless noises as my orgasm swept through me. Vaughn didn’t stop, relentless in his deep, driving thrusts, but I thought I could feel him start to lose control a little.

He grunted as he slammed into me harder, his movements more erratic, and even as I continued to ride out my own climax, I was able to watch his face and expression as he came, was able to feel the hot spurts of his release, filling me up and making a mess of the both of us. I felt like I couldn’t breathe—I knew I had to be, but it was like we’d moved past the wild need to fuck and were just coasting on the pleasure, no actual oxygen required.

Vaughn groaned and collapsed on top of me and I shook with the power and intensity of my orgasm, still coming down from it, the two of us breathing together.

I glanced at his arm—it still looked okay, no bleeding through the stitches and staining the bandage. I let my head rest back on the table.

We’d done that. We’d just fucked like that, dark and dirty, with Vaughn injured, in front of a woman he’d just killed.

Maybe that made me a bad person, but I didn’t care. This was who I was. For the first time in my life I truly felt alive, like I was being true to myself and doing whatever the hell I wanted instead of doing what everyone thought I should do, giving into everyone else’s idea of what my life should be like.

I knew it was going to sound cliché, and that it was probably something people usually thought about on their wedding days, but this moment was the start of the rest of my life. I was going to be free, now. And I was going to be myself, with this man who embracedallof me.

CHAPTER20

Vaughn

Maybe there was something a bit off with me for feeling this way, butfuck, that was the hottest sex I’d ever had in my life.

The way the adrenaline had shifted into lust, the way she’d wanted me to fuck her hard, rough, almost like an animal. My hand on her throat and my cock deep inside of her, I felt like I was going crazy with how good it felt. I was out of control, fucking her as hard as I could, chasing that high. Feeling her come around me as she moaned and writhed was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.

Honestly, I couldn’t even feel a damn thing from my arm after all of that. I was high on endorphins.

I kissed her messily, deeply, the two of us panting together and slowly getting our breath back after that glorious trainwreck of an orgasm. I found myself smiling into the kiss, like an idiot, and then Claire followed suit, the two of us unable to kiss anymore because we were smiling together.

It felt so damn good to have her in my arms, to know that she was safe and okay. Thank fucking God. It had been way too close of a call with Ace, but now at least we had the assassin taken care of.

I pulled her up to a sitting position on the table and stroked her hair back, away from her face. “You okay?” I asked, my voice soft.

Claire nodded, her eyes shining with gratitude. “I am,” she promised me. “I’m okay. Thanks to you.”

I kissed her again. Just because I could.

Of course, there was still the frustrating issue of the dead body on the floor, and the information from Richard that we had yet to recover. Claire wouldn’t be completely out of danger until we resolved the latter.

First things first: clean up.

We took a few minutes to put ourselves back together, and then we had to take care of Ace. Dealing with a corpse was never fun.

Given the world that we were in—the shadows we occupied in our profession—I was tempted to just, well, dump Ace’s body and let her disappear as so many operatives in our world disappeared, never to be seen or heard from again and leaving the world to wonder.

But I wasn’t some rogue. I had to make sure that we exposed the Hardman Holdings company for whatever it was they’d done, and for that, we might very well need Ace identified.

That meant bagging her.

To my surprise, Claire insisted on helping. She didn’t look happy while doing it, wrinkling her nose, but she didn’t balk, either.

She really had a goddamn backbone of steel. She kept impressing me.

Once that was taken care of and the corpse was loaded into the back of the Jeep, we could set out. I was going to have to make a satellite call to the others. Bryce and Seth were going to kill me when they found out about this entire situation.

Especially when they found out I had a girl to show for it. I was never going to hear the end of it.

“Is it over?” Claire asked as we made sure the cabin was clean.

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