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She smiles, a genuine smile, and my damn heart skips a beat.

What the hell?

Chapter 7

Leah

I just let my enemy fuck me and I have zero regrets.

It was the best orgasm I’ve ever had and I would not hesitate to do it again.

I’ll admit when I saw the size of his dick I was taken back. It’s big, really fucking big, but, damn, he knows how to use it. His piercing just added to the pleasure. I’ve never been with someone with suck a huge cock, never mind, with a piercing. I was nervous when he grabbed himself, but holy hell, once I let go, it was total ecstasy.

When he suggested fucking out the tension, I thought he was crazy. I thought he had finally lost his goddamn mind, but I was wrong. It’s exactly what we needed to do.

We’ve been working on this design for a half hour now and there’s no tension. It doesn’t feel like I’m being strangled to death standing next to him.

I feel relaxed and satisfied.

The last time I felt like this was probably before I met him and it’s a feeling I forgot about.

“If we just agree on the falcon, we can discuss coloring later. Alright?” he suggests, breaking my thoughts.

I nod, searching his green eyes. “I’m good with that. How about we keep the wings extended like you have, but position him so his feet are coming at you? Like he’s getting ready to grab his prey,” I say, grabbing the pencil.

“So more of an underside view?” he asks.

“Exactly.” I begin doing a rough sketch to show him what I’m thinking. “Like this,” I say.

He picks up a pencil and begins adding details to the eyes and beak, bringing more life to him. “I like this. It’s definitely starting to get that kickass feel.”

I nod, biting the end of the pencil. “Yeah, it definitely is.”

His phone rings and he steps out of the room and I watch as his muscles flex as he walks away.

Arya was right, fucking an asshole really is the best sex.

I focus back on the design and smile. It really is starting to come together.

He comes back into the room, shoving his phone into his pocket. “I need to get to the shop. How about after we finish up work, you can come to my place and we’ll work on it there.”

“Oh umm, yeah okay,” I say.

I’m not sure if that’s an invitation to fucking or if he really wants to work on the design. I guess either way it’s a win-win for me.

He chuckles as he drags his knuckles down my cheek. “Don’t get shy on me now, princess. I was just inside that perfectly tight pussy.”

I search his soft green eyes and it’s a foreign sight. Usually, it’s rage staring back at me but right now there is none. He looks carefree and dare I say happy.

“I don’t do shy,” I say, arching an eyebrow.

He nods and grabs my phone off the desk. His rings and he smirks. “That’s my number and now I have yours. I’ll text you when I’m finished.”

He walks away and I lean against the desk. I run my hands on it behind me and remember not long ago he had me pressed against it while he tore my orgasm from me.

I blow out a breath and fix my hair quickly before I head out to open the shop as I try to fight the grin that won’t stay off my face.

Just as I wait for my first client the door opens and Arya walks in. She plops down on the couch and waves at me.

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