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“Yes,” I pant, a bit out of breath from the shift in dynamic.
He plunges into me, his cock stretching and filling me with both pain and pleasure. "You want it quick, Banks?"
Even the way he says my name is sexy.
Axel fucks me hard and grinds against my pelvic bone with each thrust, my clit enjoying every ounce of the friction. His grip tightens on my hands, not daring to let me free. He drags his other palm over my cheek, his thumb tugging my bottom lip down and his grasp settling around my throat. His tattooed hand no doubt making one seductive necklace. If only I could take a picture to make it last longer.
With my plan so close to completion, my time with Axel will soon come to an end.
I whimper, my core tensing with the nearness of my orgasm. “Tighter.”
Axel squeezes the sides of my neck even more, applying just the right amount of pressure to restrict my airway. He slows his rhythm but fucks me deeper, a sly grin forming on his face. “I know, baby, I know.”
Whoever taught this man to fuck deserves an award, or at the very least, a forever cold pillow.
Such a shame I have to give him and his delicious cock up. Nothing good ever lasts.
I pinch my eyes shut and revel in the wave seconds away from crashing over me.
“Look at me.” He slides his hand from around my throat to tilt my chin up at him.
I open my eyes and stare into those mesmerizing blue orbs before he presses his lips against mine.
His mouth suppresses my moans as I quiver around him. Axel’s climax follows only seconds behind my own. His motion comes to a halt, and he rests his forehead on mine. “Fuck, Banks.”
I smile with an exhale. “That we did.” Out of instinct, I press another kiss on his lips. “I have to get to work, Axel.”
“Right.” He climbs off of me and collapses next to my body, his forearm landing over his head. “I have a meeting, too.”
I slide my arms through the straps of my bra and secure it in place, raising an eyebrow and glancing back at him. “Yeah, who with?”
He ignores my question. “You want to get dinner tonight?”
“I already have plans.” I finish putting my clothes on. “We’re still on for Friday though.”
At this, he removes his arm and reaches over to pull me toward him. He kisses the section of my side that’s exposed when my shirt rides up. “You have a hot date?”
“Maybe,” I laugh and ruffle his long-ish dark hair. “You jealous?”
“A little, but there’s no one man who could ever be good enough for you.” He releases me and lies back, propping himself up to gawk at me as I finish getting dressed. “A woman like you needs a whole army of men.”
I raise my brow. “You know one that’s accepting applications?” I slide my clutch off the dresser and shove my half-charged phone inside. With my back still to him, I ask the question he didn’t answer again. “Who’s your meeting with?” After all, this whole thing is about gathering information.
“Savini.” The single name from his lips freezes me in place.
My heart thuds, and I force myself to act fucking normal.
Savini.
The man who killed my brother.
CHAPTER TWO
I take a final look at myself in the mirror, smoothing out the flyaways from my burnt orange hair. I tuck it behind my shoulders then decide against it, letting it fall wherever it wants before touching up the bright red lipstick on my lips.
"You've got this," I reassure my reflection.
A couple walks past me and into the restaurant belonging to this swanky hotel.
