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IRINA
Eagle is electric tonightbut not always in a positive way. I feel him struggling, especially after mentioning his mother’s death. This powerful man can’t hide his heart tonight, not about his mom or me.
I feel like a raw nerve after sharing about Owen and the daughter I lost. Eagle’s irritation about Fiona also left me battered. I need him to understand how she isn’t a client. She’s my family. Even as I cuddle with Eagle, I worry someone is hurting her. The fear corrupts my every thought.
Tonight, Eagle and I rip away our protection, and I’m not sure either of us is better for that fact.
Before Marky died, we kept our relationship simple. I imagined an impossible scenario where we’d go on that way for months.Why bring reality into a romantic fantasy?
I’m not a woman who wins the heart of a man like Eagle. His interest in me makes no sense while my desire for him is obvious.
Craving comfort after digging around in my past, I attempt to crawl over Eagle. He cups my tits before rolling me off his body and onto my side.
“I’m sorry,” I say and slide my hand across his hard cock. “I’m sure you’re unaccustomed to horny women fondling you.”
Eagle smirks before shooing away my hand. “I want to know more about you. If we fuck, I won’t be able to think right. Your pussy is too good. Once my dick is satisfied, I won’t remember to ask you stuff.”
“How about we play strip questions?”
Eagle runs his finger across my nipple before scooting away. “No fucking yet.”
“To play this game, we’ll take off a piece of clothing after answering a question. That way, we’ll learn about each other while turning this night into a party.”
I get up on my knees before partially tugging up my shirt. “What’s your question?”
“How many guys have you played this game with?”
“Just you,” I say and remove my shirt.
Eagle’s dark gaze turns overly intense. My paranoid brain worries he notices the bit of a bump I’m already sporting. With my first pregnancy, I was nearly five months along before I showed enough for anyone to notice. I was three months with the second pregnancy. With this one, I’ve popped already.
“I dreamed of your tits every single night since the funeral,” he murmurs, sounding both desperate and annoyed.
“Is that your way of saying you liked my black dress?”
Eagle gives me a sexy smirk. “You looked incredibly fuckable.”
