Sequel to Naive
**This is Book Two of the Challenges of the Heart Series**
SO I KNOW THIS TOOK A WHILE...BUT 3, ALMOST 4 FULL STORIES LATER HERE IT IS!
FAIR WARNING LADIES. THERE WILL BE MANY TATTOOED SPECIMENS IN THIS STORY.
DRUM ROLL PLEASE...
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NEW CHAPTER UP!! I'M TRYING TO GET THESE OUT ASAP SINCE I MADE YOU ALL WAIT SO LONG.
"Gi...anni..."
I hover over Suki, watching in envy as she reaches her peak for the umpteenth time since we started.
Shaking hard, teeth chattering a little, nails planted firmly in my lower back.
She moans in satisfaction as she comes down. I go to pull out to discard the empty condom, but her inner walls grip me tight.
"Don't move," she whimpers. Her voice barely above a whisper.
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She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath. She raises her hands above her head, to get more air into her lungs.
I watch the heavy rise and fall of her perfect C-cup peaks. The aftershocks that shake her every now and then. Her mocha latte skin glowing...
Exquisite...
Suki owns the bar Matteo and I frequent. She's an army brat that planted roots here after her father got sick.
They always talked about opening a bar, but he passed before they could make it happen. So, when she got the insurance money, she did just that.
It takes her a few minutes, but once she's settled down, she smiles up at me.
I smirk down at her, still spread out before me. "What?"
"You must have..."
She giggles. "...superpowers. You should really think about doing this professionally. Because that was...wow..." She covers her face.
I shake my head. "If I did, you'd never see me."
She smirks. "Like I don't know how to book an appointment."
I pull out chuckling, discard the condom, then walk into the bathroom to hop into the shower.
I quickly clean and dry off, heading back into Suki's bedroom to get dressed. Still stone hard.
She watches me dress and walks me to the door when I'm done, naked as the day she was born.
Her confidence is refreshing.
Even before we became friends with benefits, we were and still are good friends.
We met in high school. We actually dated briefly back then, before deciding that she's safer as just a friend.
Not that she can't hold her own, because she definitely can. But because I was transitioning from street pharmacist/booster to assassin and she could become collateral damage by dating me.
We could try again, but the risks are a lot higher with my new position. Sneaky links aren't as valuable to enemies as someone you're in relationship with.
