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Her long, sharp, pointy nails, which had rhinestones on them, ran down my chest until her fingers wrapped around my cock. Even though my head felt like it was going to explode, my damn dick didn’t seem to mind. He wasn’t against the attention. She saw it harden from her touch, and her eyes lifted back to mine before she dropped down to her knees in front of me.

I watched her, battling with telling her to leave or letting her suck me off. When her lips wrapped around my cock, I decided I was going to let her finish this. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back as she began to suck me like a pro. No girl I’d ever been with gave head like this. It was porn-worthy. When I hit the back of her throat and she didn’t even gag, I opened my eyes and stared down at her.

My dick wasn’t small. Fully erect, it was a solid ten inches. Yet her eyes didn’t even water. She swirled her tongue around it as she took me deep again and began making little moans of pleasure, as if she wanted this more than I did. She was going to get a mouthful if she kept this up. I’d give it to Kye—he knew how to pick up women.

I grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her down hard on my dick to see if she could take it. She did—and well. Her eyes lifted to mine, and she smiled before sucking me harder. Her nails bit into the front of my thighs as her cheeks hollowed out.

Closing my eyes again, I felt the pressure building in my balls.

“Fuck, that’s it,” I moaned. “Suck it hard, baby.”

She was still making those hungry sounds, like she was starved for it. This was a fucking epic blow. My headache was forgotten. I shouted out as I began to shoot my release down her throat. She swallowed all of it, then began licking me clean. Jesus Christ, she gave head like it was her fucking job.

That thought made me pause. Was it her job? Did I care? No, I didn’t care. That had been excellent.

Licking her lips, she stood up, slowly rubbing her tits against me as she did so. “You taste good,” she told me.

I started to say something when a knock on the door stopped me. I grabbed the sheet off the bed and wrapped it around me to go see if it was Kye here to take away the unknown female who had just sucked me dry. I swung open the door, and the words I was going to say to Kye froze, along with my entire body.

It wasn’t Kye.

It was Haisley fucking Slate.

It had been two months since I’d last seen her. She should have been at the hospital to volunteer instead of not showing up so she could be with me that day. The same day her brother abducted Levi’s fiancée, Aspen, from the same hospital, where she also volunteered. Haisley was with me when I got the call that Aspen had been taken. Haisley was the reason they found her so quickly—because she used her phone to track her brother. And then, after all that shit, she’d still ghosted me. Blown me the fuck off.

I opened my mouth to ask her what the fuck she wanted when I noticed what she was wearing and the cart full of cleaning supplies, clean towels, and linens beside her. What the fuck? Why was she working in a hotel in Gainesville? She didn’t have a car to drive this far.

“Are you coming back?” the woman in my room called out.

I’d forgotten about her and the sheet around my waist.

“What are you doing here?” I blurted out, my headache now back with a vengeance.

Haisley’s almond-shaped violet eyes, which had almost fucking ruined me, dropped to the floor. “I’ll come back later,” she mumbled and started to push the cart.

Let her go, Saxon, I told myself.

Then, I stepped out and grabbed her arm. “What are you doing here, Haisley?” I snapped at her.

I hated that she was here. That she was making me look at her. Reminding me how fucking gorgeous she was. She was the one who’d completely shut me out.

She turned back to me. “Working. I didn’t know.” She swallowed hard. “I wasn’t expecting to see you. Here. In there. I mean …”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, which caused her tits to move, drawing my attention to them stretching the cheap fabric of her uniform. Had they gotten bigger, or was it just that her clothes didn’t fit right?

“This is where I work.”

I lifted my gaze from her boobs and back to her eyes, and it felt like someone had kicked me in the chest. Dammit, her eyes were powerful. And I knew exactly how sweet she tasted. It still haunted my dreams.

“Sax, what is taking so long?” the woman from inside my room asked.

The way Haisley’s face paled as she looked past me, I knew the pro cocksucker was at the door behind me. Probably still naked. Fuck. Whatever. It didn’t matter. Haisley was the one who had dropped me like a fucking rock.

“I’m coming,” I said, tearing my eyes off the one girl I wished I’d never met, but couldn’t get out of my damn head.

Turning around, I walked back inside, shutting the door hard behind me.

“You know her?” she asked me.

“Not anymore,” I replied.

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