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Finally, finally, he thrusts his cock deep inside of me while biting down on my nipple. The coil snaps, and I instantly come, pulsing and shaking in his arms. My scream catches in my throat. I forget to breathe. All I can do is drown in wave after wave of pleasure as it washes over me and leaks out from between my thighs.
“Jesus Christ, Roxy, love when you come on my dick. So beautiful, baby. You feel so good.” Keaton licks my neck and nibbles at my pulse point. His lips brush the shell of my ear. “Breathe, baby girl. Take a breath for me,”
I drag air into my lungs, the oxygen pulling pleasure along with it while traveling into my bloodstream and coursing through my body.
Keaton chuckles as he pulls my earlobe through his teeth.
“You’re so sensitive. I love it. Love seeing you lost in pleasure.”
All I can do is moan at this point.
“I have to move, baby.”
And with that, he pulls out and slams back into me, setting a punishing pace. Keaton’s fingers tighten around my thighs as he holds me in place, pounding into me again and again. It hurts so fucking good, his cock stretching me, his fingers bruising me, his teeth sinking into me.
I tilt my head back, and he covers my mouth with his, swallowing my cries in an all-consuming kiss. He rests his forehead on mine and grunts with each thrust of his hips. I didn’t think I had anything left in me, but the pressure builds again in my core, quickly overwhelming me as my legs shake.
What is this man doing to me?
Keaton pulls his head back enough to look me in the eye. His gaze is so intense, but I can’t look away.
“One more time, beautiful. I know you can come one more time for me.” I close my eyes as I reach the point of no return. “Eyes on me, Roxy. I want to watch it destroy you.”
I snap my eyes open right as pleasure overtakes my body. Keaton’s cock swells inside of me and explodes as another wave of pleasure vibrates through me, through him, through us, breathing, pulsing together as one.
“Fuck, Roxy, Roxy...” he chants my name over and over as the last of our orgasm slips away, dripping down between us.
The moment lasts forever. We never break eye contact, and I can see every emotion Keaton is feeling, just like I know he can see all of me in this moment, so raw and unfiltered.
Keaton sets me down, keeping one hand around my waist while his other hand goes behind me, bracing himself on the wall. We’re both still shaking, and it seems Keaton is about as unsteady as I am on my feet right now.
He tucks me into his chest, resting his forehead on the wall, covering me with his entire body like he’s shielding me from everything outside this moment. I place a gentle kiss on his chest before burying my head there and wrapping my arms around his waist.
The water quickly grows cold, and we wash up as it turns from lukewarm to ice cold. Keaton dries off, then wraps me in a towel and lifts me into his arms, carrying me the short distance to the bed. We fall onto the mattress, and Keaton adjusts us so he’s spooning me.
We must doze off at some point because I’m awoken a bit later by my computer beeping with incoming email. Crap, I slept in. When I look over my shoulder at Keaton, I smile to myself. Totally worth it.
I slip out of bed and quietly throw on a maxi dress and a cardigan. Combing my fingers through my slightly damp hair, I make my way over to the couch where my laptop is sitting. I log into my email, my brow furrowing when I see the headline of the email I just received.
Tell no one. Come alone.
Okay, well, that’s a red flag right there. Still, I have to know what it says. If this is the person stalking me, this email could contain vital information. It’s not like it’s out of the realm of possibility that he looked up my work email.
When I click on the message, it’s not at all what I was expecting. Instead of threats, it’s a lead on one of the major fishing companies on the East Coast. My eyes are glued to the screen as I scroll through the information.
This person has pictures of forged inspection documents and numerous complaints about safety regulations that have been suppressed or ignored over the last decade. They say they have the physical copies of the documents and want to hand them over to someone who can do something about it. Someone who can hold this company accountable for what they’ve done to the environment and their employees.
In other words, this anonymous tipster is handing me a jackpot of incriminating evidence. I fully plan on using every single document as a reason more regulations need to be put in place and, more importantly, they need to be enforced.
I peer over at Keaton, who is still sound asleep. I grin to myself, pleased that I wore him out so thoroughly. Would he even let me go? Keaton will probably tell me it’s too risky, and then I’d miss out on this golden opportunity. Besides, they want to meet on the pier next to Sea Change. It’s only a five-minute walk from here, so I could be back before Keaton wakes up.
My stomach twists itself into a knot, knowing somewhere deep down this is a bad idea. But this is my life, dammit! And my career! Yes, Keaton and I have shared some incredible moments, and I very much want him to stick around for a long time, but the truth is, we haven’t talked about it. What if he leaves after the bodyguard job is done, and I will have sacrificed the biggest break in my career over nothing?
I don’t think he’s going to leave. Something in my heart is telling me this is forever. But how can I possibly know that after only a few days? Once again, my head and heart are at war with each other.
My computer beeps with another email, this one in reply to the first.
This offer expires in one hour.
