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When she meets my gaze, her blue eyes melt. My mom’s words hit me like a tsunami:One of these days, a woman will put you in your place, and you’ll be whipped. She definitely has me by the balls—strangling them.

Her eyes expand. “Oh, I’m sorry, it’s because I fell asleep on the couch after I made a bed outside for the cat who had her kittens. Umm, and I didn’t know if you really wanted me to come back. You said you needed time.”

Cupping her cheeks, I kiss her soft lips. “I did. I waited for you. I wanted to apologize to you with my tongue between your legs, lapping up and down, biting and sucking until you come on my face.”

Her breathing picks up, and she squeezes her thighs together. I give her another kiss on the lips.

“I’m leaving tomorrow for Long Beach. The rest of the team leaves tonight, and I want you to spend the night with me before I leave for a week.”

She wraps her arms around my neck, and our chests press together. The strings in my heart tug, and her body heat seeps into mine.

“Why do you have to go to Long Beach?”

I review everything that happened, with Pablo disappearing, returning to San Diego, leaving some parts out.

“How many days will you be gone?” she whispers onto my lips, which I can’t seem to stop pecking at.

“Five days. Why? Will you miss me?”

She shrugs. “Maybe just your dick?”

I laugh and squeeze her peach ass. She moans softly. The sound of her moan has my dick hard.

“Sophie, I’m sorry for how I acted yesterday and the horrible shit I said. I didn’t mean to hurt you. And youdoknow me better than anyone. Let me take care of you in the car and satiate you for now—until tonight…when I’ll wreck your world, baby.”

She shivers and mumbles, “Holy guacamole.”

I laugh as I lift her up in my arms, taking her to my Camaro. Good thing my windows are limo-tinted. No one will see me buried between her legs.

* * *

The previous threedays in Long Beach have felt like an eternity. We were busy preparing for the mission ahead of us, ensuring that all aspects of it will run smoothly. Our undercover agent has been shadowing Pablo’s son, eavesdropping on his conversations to pick up any vital pieces of information. It seems he will turn up at the drop-off as intended, so everything seems to be going according to plan. We’ve been at the shooting range all day and working out at the station’s gym.

Once I arrive at the hotel shortly after five, I toss my clothes into a heap on the bathroom floor. A facetime call comes in, and Sophie’s beautiful face appears on my screen. We’ve been texting back and forth for the last couple of days.

“Hey, baby, how was work?” I ask. Her eyes roam my body, then she bites her lip. I run my hands through my hair. I’m hard as fuck now.

“Why are you naked?”

I gesture with my hands to the shower.

“Oh, I can call you back,” she says, her breath coming out uneven. Placing the phone standing against the wall, I walk toward the shower.

“Nah, you can watch.” Giving her a clear view of my bare ass, I twist the faucet.

“Christ, are you trying to give me a heart attack?” Her sexy accent rasps through the receiver.

All I can think about is how I played with her body the night before I left, how her body hummed rhythmically against mine. I asked her if we were good after the blow-up we had. She said, “Yeah,” so I continued making her body sing my name.

“Where are you?”

She moves the phone around the room, and now I can see she’s sitting in our bed. I mean,mybed.Fuck.

“Take off your clothes, Sophie. Let me see your beautiful tits and my pussy.”

She doesn’t hesitate. That’s what I like about her—she’s always ready for me. She sheds every piece of clothing with confidence and eagerness. My dick hangs heavy between my legs. She’s so fucking beautiful. Sophie props up the phone and kneels on the bed, her long blonde hair hanging down to her ass.

I step into the heated shower, letting the hot steam waft around me, and leave the shower curtain open. My skin tingles as the hot water cascades down my body. I reach up and run my hands through my hair, massaging my scalp. With my other hand, I slowly begin to stroke my already aroused cock. As I do this, I hear a small moan from Sophie.