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“More?”

“I’m greedy.”

This makes me smirk. “I like greedy girls. Now get up here and sit on my face so I can feast on this greedy cunt.” She does as she is told, scrambles up my chest, and nestles her thighs on either side of my face before sinking herself over me. My fingers dig into her hips as my tongue slides across her folds and it’s not long till she is wiggling against me.

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ELENA

My eyes fly open as I feel my leg being lifted and slid over a thigh. How can I still be feeling this turned on after he has blown my mind so many times? I feel the tip of his thick cock against my entrance, his fingers dig into my hip, and with one long thrust, he is deep inside me. I arch my back and wrap my arm around his neck behind me as he whispers the filthiest things into my ear. Who knew this lurked underneath all that gruffness? A hand snakes between my legs as he continues to fuck me, and thick fingers circle my clit that can’t seem to get enough of the friction. It doesn’t take long until he is making my legs quiver as he pushes me over the edge again and again. Now that he knows that I can handle more, the masochist pushes me to come again, his finger never letting up as he moves his hips into a new position that hits deeper, further, and turns my insides into putty. I let him take what he wants because he continues to turn me into a puddle until he taps my hip, pulls out, grunts, and comes all over my ass and back. It’s filthy, dirty, and so fucking hot.

“Let me clean you up.” He groans, rolling over and grabbing a spare T-shirt which he uses to clean me up before jumping into bed.

“Guess it’s morning,” I say, staring out the window at the rising sun.

“Guess it is,” he says, lying beside me.

“It’s going to suck not fucking you again,” I tell him honestly.

“It’s going to suck not fucking you again, either. But you will have Manuel to keep you company,” he says through gritted teeth.

“Manuel likes to be dominated, so it should be easy to get what I need from him.”

“I guess so.” He shrugs.

“Doesn’t matter how bad he was, I was always going to fuck him. I need him to invite me to the party.”

“I could add you as my plus one,” Nash states.

I raise a brow. “You’re going to fuck that girl again to add me to your table?”

“If I have to,” he answers.

My eyes narrow and I don’t think I like that idea. “No. I need Manuel to invite me to the after-party that occurs when the fundraising is over. Where they bring out the girls for the bigger donors.”

“Why would he take you to that?” he questions me.

“Because I’m going to show him how freaky I am. Remember Manuel’s job is to recruit new girls, he tests them out and breaks them in for the cartel to use,” I explain.

“And you think he’s recruiting you? He might be looking for a mistress,” Nash states.

“You think they don’t share mistresses? I’ve been used to procure favors by the men I’ve been dating. The differences between the Russians and the Mexicans are subtle. The way they treat their women is universal.”

His brows pull together and I can see he is thinking the entire situation over. “What happens if he does neither of these things?”

“Then I guess I’m going to have to rely on your cock to get me a ticket.”

“I’m your Plan C?” he asks.

“Yeah.”

“Glad to be of service,” he answers grumpily.

I roll over and look at him. I hate how handsome he is with his square jaw, buzz cut, and tanned skin. He notices me looking and those green eyes shift to where I am. Reaching out, I lightly run my fingers over his hard chest. “I hate sounding like a broken record, but trust me, Nash. I have been doing these kinds of missions for the past four years. They may be different people, but, in the end, men are all the same. They think with their dicks, not their heads.”

He gives me a small smile. “You’re right. But you’re going to have to deal with me being protective, it’s what I was trained for in the military. I look after the people I care about.”

His words hit me. “You care about me?”