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She opens her mouth to speak, but I shut her up by sliding two fingers into her mouth. She sucks me down until my fingers slide down the entrance to her throat.
“Fuck,” she says.
Her eyes hood, and my speed quickens, every thrust moving faster and faster inside her.
And then I hear it—a whistle. The five-minute warning from Gage that Andrea is headed back.
I need to end this. I don’t have time to fuck her the way I want. To clean her up afterward, to snuggle—nothing.
I grind my hips into her as I lift her legs, going deeper.
She presses her lips hard against mine as our bodies meld together with each thrust. I feel my balls tightening and the familiar feeling of my impending orgasm coming, but I’m not sure if she’s close.
She nibbles on my bottom lip before biting down hard as her body writhes and explodes—gripping me like a vice grip around my cock. My own cum shoots into her as I come hard and fast. My body drains of everything I have left.
I force myself to slip out the second my orgasm stops. If I don’t, I’ll never leave her. And I don’t have a choice but to give her up if that’s what I want.
I look her in the eye, expecting a glare, a smirk, something that tells me she knows she controls my fate, and I’m about to get exactly what’s coming to me. Instead, I see a bead of water roll down her cheek.
My eyes widen in fear at the sight, although I’m not sure if I’m imagining it in the darkness. I stumble back off her and scramble to pull my jeans back up.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
“Yes.”
I either imagined it, or it was just sweat that fell from her brow. But it’s a moment I’m going to obsess over until my last breath.
The sound of footsteps nears—I don’t have much time left. So I leave her one of the last gifts I can give her.
“Take this. I’m guessing you know how to use it.” I hand her a small knife—one that can easily be concealed.
She takes it from me, flicking it around in her hand like an expert who’s been flinging knives at men’s throats all her life. How much did I get wrong about her? How much do I still not know?
She pulls up her jeans before tucking the knife away in one of the pockets. I hold her gaze for a second longer, and then I disappear into the darkness.
Stepping outside, I come face to face with Andrea. He doesn’t seem shocked at all to see me. I reach for my gun—preparing for a fight.
But instead, he asks, “Did you figure out who she’d choose?”
“Yes. Did you?”
“Yes.”
Neither of us speaks, but the fact that Andrea isn’t shooting me dead right now tells me enough. He’s not as bad as I first thought. Is he the villain I always thought he was? Or is he still tricking me into thinking he’s changed while still plotting against me?
I placed a small camera inside when I first entered, so Gage can keep an eye on Rialta and step in if Andrea tries anything.
“Keep her safe,” I say as I walk into the night.
“I always do.”
Chapter 26
Rialta
I wake to the smell of coffee wafting through the small cabin. Oftentimes, I wake up scared and have forgotten where I am—not this morning. I remember everything from last night. I remember Lennox.
I can still feel his lips pressed against mine. His hands gripping my body. His body pressed against mine as he thrusted inside me. I can still smell him on me, even though the overwhelming coffee smell tries to cover it up.
