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He picks up the pace and I scream out as I am hit like a truck with an orgasm, but before I have time to react, he pulls out and shoots semen across my stomach. His head tips back to the ceiling and his mouth hangs slack as he empties his body onto mine.

We both scramble for air and then he sits up onto his knees between my open legs and slides his three fingers back into my sex. He slowly strokes me as his other hand rubs his semen over my stomach and breasts. It feels so intimate having his fingers back inside me so quickly and his semen all over my skin.

His eyes hold mine and I know I am going to get him again.

I’m going to get him again. I’m going to get him forever.

“Kiss me,” I whisper.

“Marry me,” he replies as his fingers slide in and out.

“Why?” I whisper.

“Because I need this every day. Because you are the only person I want to do this with.” He frowns as if thinking of something else. “You make me want to be better and I need you.”

He brings his fingers up and sucks them and I feel my arousal start to pump heavily. I’m swollen and wet, and hell, I want him again.

“Answer me.” He growls as he crawls over me.

“Yes,” I whisper as I curl my arms around his broad back. “Yes, I will marry you.”

He kisses me tenderly and with the feel of his smile against my lips, I am lost.

* * *

Stace

I hear the shower turn on and then wait for Rosh to get under the water. I shuffle through my bag for the crumpled piece of paper. After finally locating it, I dial the number I have scribbled down.

Ring, ring.

“Hello,” Chris answers.

“Hey, it’s me.”

“Hi. I’ve been thinking. What do you need this for?”

“Long story.” I sigh.

“I got time.”

“I don’t. Have you got it or not?”

“Stace, what the fuck have you got yourself into?” He sighs.

I blow out a deep breath. “I just need someone reliable who can get the job done.”

“This guy is FBI.”

“Does he miss?”

“Never. He is only one of four who does jobs on the side.”

I think for a moment. “How trustworthy is he?”

“He works for Uncle Sam. He’s the best of the best.”

“So, how do I do this?” I ask.