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Her walls tensed around me, over and over, as if she was getting close. I slid out of her and waited until she opened those beautiful brown eyes. There was a question in them.

“I’m not going to let you come yet,” I told her, and those dark brows drew together slightly in response. But I ran my fingers over her slit again and the angry expression eased.

Then I lowered my head, kissing her chest. I bit and teased her nipples, finally closing my mouth around one and sucking it. Her body responding to the sensation, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

I moved my mouth down her body, tracing a path with my tongue. She shuddered as I reached her belly button, my tongue tracing it.

And then I was at her pussy, my tongue running over her delicate folds. She tasted sweet and musky, and I couldn't get enough of her. As her hips bucked against me, I slid my tongue inside, and her hands found my shoulders and squeezed hard as if she were struggling for control.

But she wasn’t in control with me.

I slid my tongue in and out, each time delving deeper inside her. She cried out, her body writhing.

As she arched towards me, her body shaking uncontrollably, her walls pulsed around my tongue.

I increased the speed of my tongue, lapping up every inch of her.

Her back arched, her breasts pointing up toward the moon, and her voice rose. “My god!”

That cry echoed through my body, my cock tense as if I was on the verge myself just from pleasuring her. Her walls quivered as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her.

Finally, she fell still, laying splayed across the grass as if she were sated and boneless. I kissed the inside of her thigh gently before lying next to her on the grass.

My cock throbbed to be buried deep in that tight pussy. The taste of her was still on my lips as I leaned over and kissed her, and her lips parted against mine.

When I reached between her thighs again, she caught my wrist. “Aiden,” she said softly.

I liked the way she said my name.

“Mm?”

“Thank you.” The whispered words sounded genuine but also had a sense of finality, as if she didn’t want to go any further tonight.

I ached to thrust inside her body and fill her up, to make her scream this time.

But all I said was, “All right.”

There were towels piled beside the pool, and I got her one. When I wrapped it around her shoulders, she seemed surprised by the small, caring act. It annoyed me, thinking no one had taken care of her before in such little ways. At least I’d had a loving mother until I was a teenager. Every year we get with loving parents was a gift. What had her life been like as a Belladonna? From the time she was a child?

What kind of monster raises children to be assassins?

“We’d better get in touch with your people.” Whatever they were worth. “And then let’s get back home.”

Her lips arched slightly at the use of the wordhome,but she didn’t say anything. The two of us toweled off and dressed again—god, I needed another dip in the cool pool, or maybe an ice bath would be better—and then she checked her code one last time. It wasn’t as if she would find anything different this time, but I let her, and she sat in my two thousand dollar leather chair with her wet hair dripping across the seat. I went and got her another towel.

“I can trace some of the digital activity from the target, but I’m losing them. There’s activity at this bank, though…” She went silent, thoughtful.

“What do you need?” I asked.

She looked startled by the question. “Well… I need to access the bank’s network.”

“I’m sure we can find a way to do that.”

Her gaze brightened. When she looked at me like that—as if she actually needed me—it made me want to kiss her again. But I didn’t want to push her boundaries tonight.

Instead, I brought her back to the house, and escorted her up the stairs to her room.

It had been a nice night, and my feelings about her were more intense than I wanted to admit… but I still wouldn’t sleep well if she were free to roam.

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