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"Shit, Eva," I growl and press into her. "That's what I'm fucking talking about."

"Ahhh! No, too deep, fuck. Oh fuck. Jesus, stop. God, Fuck me, Leo!" She flings her head from side to side.

I laugh at her jumbled-up words. "Girl, what do you want? You want me to stop, or you want me to fuck you?"

"Fuck me. Mmmhmm, Fuck me." She nods and claws at my arms to get me closer.

I pull out slightly before I pick up a torturous pace. I can't go balls deep, but I can still go as fast as I want. Eva's small body bounces hard on the bed, and I have to hold her hips to keep her from crawling away.

I close my eyes and just let my body take over. All the worry and tension I've been feeling recently ebbs away, and all I focus on is racing towards an orgasm.

"Leo, make me come again. One more, please, please, please." She begs. She's holding her breath, and her body is already twitching with her impending release. I let go of one of her legs and slide it under her ass to lift her off the mattress slightly. I feel her entire body contract seconds later, and she screams my name to the heavens.

"Fuck, Eva. I'm going to bust." I warn her. Lightning explodes in my gut and zings down to the base of my cock and up through the tip. Internally I grasp at the feeling, but the pleasure lasts only a second. Sex with Eva is always good, but it's never earth-shattering. My orgasms are becoming more and more lackluster as the days go on.

Before I even catch my breath, I'm pulling out of her. On the way to the bathroom, I tug the condom off my deflating cock and knot the end. I wrap the condom in toilet tissue and throw it in the trash. I grab one of the towels, wet it, and wash myself off. When I look up into the dingy mirror, I can see how tired I am. For someone who should be celebrating my birthday, this week sure has been shitty.

When I come back in the small room, Eva is curled up under the blanket, a cigarette hanging from her mouth, and a blissed-out look on her face.

"You sure you don't want to go for round two?" She says even though she seems like she may fall asleep at any second.

I walk over to my clothes and slide my pants and shoes on. "Nah, I don't want round two, and neither do you. I want this fucking information you said you had."

She sighs and reaches over to the landline phone. She presses a few numbers to make an in-house call, "Hey, I need you to come to room four to clean up. Right now, please." She hangs up and takes another drag of her cigarette.

"What the fuck, Eva? I don't have time for this shit. Just tell me what you have to tell me so I can go."

"Relax." Eva waves her hand in the air, the red ember of the cigarette cutting through the smoke above her.

There's a knock on the door, and the maid walks in.

"Room service." A voice calls out, and my jaw nearly hits the ground when I turn around.

"Nisa?" I stand there in shock with my pants unbuttoned, no shirt, and a freshly fucked woman behind me.

CHAPTER 8

SECRETS

Leo

"Oh, Shit!" Nisa's eyes dart from me to Eva. I watch as a kaleidoscope of emotion pass over Nisa's face until she turns and runs away.

"Fuck. Nisa, wait!" I don't even bother to turn back to Eva. She knew what she was doing when she called Nisa here. I'm grateful, but Eva should've told me so I could be ready.

By the time I get out of the room, Nisa is at the end of the walkway running around the corner.

"Stop!" I call after her. I push my legs to go as hard as they can so I can catch up to her before she gets too far. When I turn the corner, I see her try to push her way through a hole in the back fence. Luckily, her jeans are caught on the metal.

"Fuck!" She hisses out as she yanks on her pants.

"What the hell are you doing?" I grab hold of her arm and pull her in my direction.

She stumbles into my chest, and her wide eyes dart up to mine. Her cheeks flood with a pale pink color, and she swipes her tongue over her lips. They look so soft.

My muscles contract as I lock my hands in place to keep myself from sliding my fingers over her mouth to see just how soft it is.

Her gaze goes hard, and a wall slams up inside her. "Get the hell off me." She snarls.

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