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could hardly see what was in front of me. I went to the dance floor and danced by myself, jumping up and down with all the people who were obviously on drugs. Warm breath hit my ear, someone was that close. So close that I could smell the musky scent that was not doing a thing for my pussy.
    “Are you being more careful, daredevil?” the voice whispered in my ear. I knew that voice, I’d heard it before. It was from the alley the other night. I began to turn around when he stopped me with a hand to my waist. A strong hand.
    “What’s it to you?” I questioned him. He laughed dryly in my ear and kissed just behind my earlobe. I shivered. His hand left my waist and continued downward, straight to my throbbing pussy. I didn’t try to stop him, I just let my eyes close. Leaning back into his body—it was hard, rock hard. I looked down and saw that his arms were covered with an expensive suit that had cuffing on each side. He had money, which was evident by his clothes.
    “Do you like to fuck strangers?” his voice was back and on my neck.
    “Only if they’re good at it,” I said to him, he bit me this time.
    “I would make your head spin, make you scream for me to stop,” he said at the same time that his finger entered me. He managed to distract me so that I didn’t even feel him slide his hand into my pants. I arched back even more and dropped my head back onto his shoulder. He was all muscle that I couldn’t deny. He was hard all over, his arms, his back, and his shoulders. I just couldn’t see him, and at that moment I didn’t care.
    “I don’t think you could,” I said in between heavy breaths. He chuckled in my ear, so I turned my head to look at him. He wouldn’t let me see much as his mouth latched onto mine as he kissed the living hell out of me. His mouth was demanding, he didn’t seek my mouth, he devoured it. I let him, and I only saw a glimpse of dark brown eyes and a strong face before my eyes closed in bliss from his mouth and hand.
    His hands moved faster and my mouth opened wider. I wanted to turn and crawl up his body. The body of a complete stranger who I think knew about my job and sought me out. But I wouldn’t, couldn’t, because I didn’t want what this man had to offer, I only wanted and needed what was between his legs. Nothing more.
    “Pleasure, fire,” he said into my mouth. He pulled his hand away from me as I came, my eyes still closed. When I opened them, he was nowhere to be seen.

Chapter 8
    The days went by fast and I hardly saw Jagger. He was working days, where I was gone at night, sometimes into the morning, depending when I’d get home. I also practiced every week at archery, it was exhilarating. I would do it every day if I could. My Thrall—who also went by the name Shaun, which I would never use—had broken down. He now did exactly as I wanted, did exactly as I pleased. He had one day where he grew some balls and spat on me. I knifed his chest for that. He’d never done that again.
    “I’ve been watching you,” Dominic said as I changed in front of him into some lingerie. He eyed me up and down, devouring my body as he does.
    “And that was not stalkerish at all,” I replied sarcastically.
    “You’re good,” he said now looking directly at me.
    “You expected me not to be?” I asked him, an eyebrow raised in question.
    “Most don’t take to it as fast as you. It took Sarena two months before she stopped seeing a helpless man instead of a paycheck.”
    “Yeah, well, I guess you could say we’re nothing alike.”
    “I know that, but she had been my best girl. This isn’t my first rodeo. I had more than you two girls, but none can do what you have done as fast.”
    “Does that mean more money?” I asked, because honestly, I wanted more money.
    “It does. Do you think your man will be ready tonight?” he asked with a nod to where my Thrall was located. I looked over and saw him in a chair with no restraints and his head down.
    “I