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She didn’t wait for hie course She unbuttoned his trousers, then lowered his zipper with a hiss that throbbed in the silence Without a word, he shed his jacket and shirt, casting the his stare from her

After she eased the charcoal trousers off his hips, they fell down his thighs He kicked his shoes away and stepped out of the pants

"I shouldn’t be letting you control this," he said thickly But that wasn’t stopping hiht paddle you for it later"

Usually, she’d have a saucy answer for hiether, not when she was so close to falling apart

Instead, she peered up at hiht now"

The hint of disapproval left his face, and he caressed the crown of her head "I find I’ no to you, lovely"

The answering srateful than you know"

Before he could say anything s, revealing the thick, long stalk of his cock At the recollection of it between her lips, inside her hungry sex, her womb clenched One final timeAt least it was a small comfort to know that his last memories of her would be of pleasure

"Suck me, then," he said

"Yes, Sir," she murmured and leaned forward to take hiue, she laved hi shaft, over the bulbous head that looked somewhere between blue and purple, then swirled all around until he slid desperate fingers into her hair and moaned low

Callie closed her eyes and sank into thehi all her love and deterue over his hard flesh

"Hood You’reright" And so must the A at the taste of hiripped her hair tight, pulling The slight sting of pain roused her, as did thein the dips and crooks between his legs Cupping his heavy testicles, feeling theave herself totally to his pleasure and let his treth until his breath sawed out of his chest His pants beca louder until he moaned aloud

"Callie"

Whiency, desperate to feel hiue and taste the flavor of his satisfaction, she sucked harder, bathing hiue one last tirabbed her hair, then gave a hoarse shout of fulfillue, salty and thick Callie drank hiing with every bit of her need

Why couldn’t this o on forever? Why couldn’t she curl up with hi him sleep in sated contentment, and think about what they’d do tomorrow?

Because she could never be Callindra Howe again She couldn’t even be a woman with a real life

Slowly, she worked her lips up Sean’s length, looking through her lashes at his flushed face His chest heaved His eyes slid closed Gratification spread across his face

"Oh, lovely" His voice sounded low and faint He stumbled on his feet

Callie jumped to steady him, then eased him onto the bed He tu out

Her time with him was almost over

"I love you," he breathed out

She leaned over hi, relaxed features, firm lips, hard jaw She cupped his face Such a beautiful man

And he’d never really kno much she loved him in return Since he wasshe said now

He’d be hurt by her abrupt departure Callie caressed his face, tears for on her dark clothes and shi herself away voluntarily fro her chest wide open and splintering her heart

"So tired" He frowned

"I know I’m sorry" Callie wished she could leave behind a piece of herself for hi she’d done what she could to ease his hurt

An idea flashed across her brain, and she leapt up, digging frantically in Sean’s pants until she found his phone Then she shook him awake

"Wha?"

Callie thrust his phone into his hands "Unlock this for me I need to e it" He fought to peer at the screen and tap out the code

On the third try, he finally ed The phone clicked His arm dropped to his side as deep slumber overtook hi words to hi on his phone was the only way she could think to leave hih his apps, looking for a place to leave hie, she frohen she stumbled over a picture of herself But not a current one It was the yearbook photo she’d taken her sophomore year, just before her fao and all she’d ever known

Sean knew her identity The thought beat through her brain He knew Her fingers went numb She dropped the phone

Every word he’d ever uttered to her was a lie

Oh God

Sucking in a terrified breath, Callie leapt away froh his pants Was he a cop? An assassin? A private investigator? His trousers revealed nothing--no driver’s license, no wallet, no badge She crawled over the carpet until she reached his coat After patting it twice, she encountered a hard, cold lu back the fabric, she found the inside pocket and peeked down A gun

Callie bit back a shriek Her heart beat a fast, staccato rhythm Terror laced her veins with icy fire

He kneho she was and he carried a gun His plea for her to come aith him? He’d probably meant to kill her once he’d lured her away from Thorpe and Dominion Whoever had shot her father and sister had come after her otten close to her This ti foolish heart