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freefall he’d deliver. She tipped over the edge.
“Dammit.” He stiffened, threw his head back and groaned loudly.
The pulsing of his cock inside pushed her down that hill. Her body shattered, and she soared with shuddering ecstasy, pleasure jetting through her, forcing a strangled cry from her as it left her in a euphoric state.
He leaned forward on top of her, his breathing heavy, his body shaking.
She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. Her mind had abandoned her. It still floated on the other plane he’d taken her to.
He stiffened, stood and pulled out of her. “Fuck!”
Her eyes flew open.
Sweet Jesus. What did I just do?
He was an enforcer, a criminal. How could she have forgotten that? He’d come here threatening her. She’d acted like a slut. Shame filled her. She’d let him…let him. She couldn’t even say it.
He reached down and pulled up his pants, tucking himself inside.
Trembling hit her full force, all signs of excitement vanquished. What would he do now? She slid from the table and pushed him back. “Get out! Get out!” She snatched up her jeans as she yelled at him. The weakness in her legs barely held her upright from the mind-blowing orgasm she’d just experienced.
He ran his fingers through his hair. “Megan.”
She zipped her jeans. Her chest squeezed. “Didn’t you hear me? Get out!”
Her skin crawled. Loathing and humiliation set into her bones. She looked into his eyes and cold, haunted ones drove right to her soul. The man she’d briefly seen full of desire had disappeared. The criminal had returned.
“I want you to leave. Now!” She pointed toward the door, anger and heat flooded her. How could she have let things get so carried away?
He turned. “Back the fuck off, Megan. They won’t let you continue this. Hell, I won’t let you continue this.”
This change in him frightened her. First he threatened her and then he took her and then he threatened her.
I know how to
pick them.
Her stomach clenched, fighting the growing ball of panic bouncing beneath her breast. She lifted her chin with stubborn determination and balled her hands into fists, fingernails cutting into her palms.
He stopped with his hand on the doorknob, looking back at her. “Megan, stop what you’re doing. These people are dangerous.”
She raised an eyebrow. “And you aren’t?”
Concern flickered in his eyes for a fleeting moment. She must’ve been mistaken. For Christ’s sake, he’s a criminal. He could care less about what happened to her.
And yet I just had sex with him. And
enjoyed it.
She had to get him out of her house. No matter how much he made her insides quiver and her pulse race, he had to leave. He’d said he wouldn’t let her continue. What would he do when she did? It definitely wouldn’t be what had happened this time. No. That had been a big mistake.
“Leave!”
He opened the door. “Megan. . .” he began in a harsh voice.
“AJ?” a man’s voice questioned.
His head snapped to the visitor on the front steps. “What the hell are you doing here, McKenzie?” AJ glared back at Megan, something akin to disgust in his eyes before returning his sharp gaze to Trent.
“I don’t think that’s your business.”
AJ turned narrowed eyes to her. “Remember what I said.” Then he turned and pushed past Trent and out of her life.
Or at least she hoped.
CHAPTER SIX
“Ms. Rogers? Is everything okay?”
Her body trembled and her voice broke. “Are you…” She gulped. “Are you friends with him?” Had Kelly misjudged Trent? Was he on the Magician’s payroll also?
He watched AJ’s retreating back and slowly shook his head. “We once were but that seems like a lifetime ago.” Looking back at her, he smiled and held out his hand. “I’m Trent McKenzie. I believe you were expecting me.”
Megan bit her bottom lip and stared at him. This could be the best or worst decision she made in her life. He could help her or hand her over to the
“Dammit.” He stiffened, threw his head back and groaned loudly.
The pulsing of his cock inside pushed her down that hill. Her body shattered, and she soared with shuddering ecstasy, pleasure jetting through her, forcing a strangled cry from her as it left her in a euphoric state.
He leaned forward on top of her, his breathing heavy, his body shaking.
She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair. Her mind had abandoned her. It still floated on the other plane he’d taken her to.
He stiffened, stood and pulled out of her. “Fuck!”
Her eyes flew open.
Sweet Jesus. What did I just do?
He was an enforcer, a criminal. How could she have forgotten that? He’d come here threatening her. She’d acted like a slut. Shame filled her. She’d let him…let him. She couldn’t even say it.
He reached down and pulled up his pants, tucking himself inside.
Trembling hit her full force, all signs of excitement vanquished. What would he do now? She slid from the table and pushed him back. “Get out! Get out!” She snatched up her jeans as she yelled at him. The weakness in her legs barely held her upright from the mind-blowing orgasm she’d just experienced.
He ran his fingers through his hair. “Megan.”
She zipped her jeans. Her chest squeezed. “Didn’t you hear me? Get out!”
Her skin crawled. Loathing and humiliation set into her bones. She looked into his eyes and cold, haunted ones drove right to her soul. The man she’d briefly seen full of desire had disappeared. The criminal had returned.
“I want you to leave. Now!” She pointed toward the door, anger and heat flooded her. How could she have let things get so carried away?
He turned. “Back the fuck off, Megan. They won’t let you continue this. Hell, I won’t let you continue this.”
This change in him frightened her. First he threatened her and then he took her and then he threatened her.
I know how to
pick them.
Her stomach clenched, fighting the growing ball of panic bouncing beneath her breast. She lifted her chin with stubborn determination and balled her hands into fists, fingernails cutting into her palms.
He stopped with his hand on the doorknob, looking back at her. “Megan, stop what you’re doing. These people are dangerous.”
She raised an eyebrow. “And you aren’t?”
Concern flickered in his eyes for a fleeting moment. She must’ve been mistaken. For Christ’s sake, he’s a criminal. He could care less about what happened to her.
And yet I just had sex with him. And
enjoyed it.
She had to get him out of her house. No matter how much he made her insides quiver and her pulse race, he had to leave. He’d said he wouldn’t let her continue. What would he do when she did? It definitely wouldn’t be what had happened this time. No. That had been a big mistake.
“Leave!”
He opened the door. “Megan. . .” he began in a harsh voice.
“AJ?” a man’s voice questioned.
His head snapped to the visitor on the front steps. “What the hell are you doing here, McKenzie?” AJ glared back at Megan, something akin to disgust in his eyes before returning his sharp gaze to Trent.
“I don’t think that’s your business.”
AJ turned narrowed eyes to her. “Remember what I said.” Then he turned and pushed past Trent and out of her life.
Or at least she hoped.
CHAPTER SIX
“Ms. Rogers? Is everything okay?”
Her body trembled and her voice broke. “Are you…” She gulped. “Are you friends with him?” Had Kelly misjudged Trent? Was he on the Magician’s payroll also?
He watched AJ’s retreating back and slowly shook his head. “We once were but that seems like a lifetime ago.” Looking back at her, he smiled and held out his hand. “I’m Trent McKenzie. I believe you were expecting me.”
Megan bit her bottom lip and stared at him. This could be the best or worst decision she made in her life. He could help her or hand her over to the
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