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That’s it.

My orgasm crashes through me, a hot, rushing wave of pleasure that leaves me gasping, breathless, undone. My fingers still, my spine arches, and every nerve in my body lights up like fireflies.

I sink back into the water, trembling through the aftershocks, heart thudding, body singing.

Then another message buzzes through:

Thor: I need to see you. Tomorrow?

Luna: I’m busy tomorrow.

Thor: Doing what?

Luna: Starting a new job. But we could meet after my shift?

Thor: Where?

Luna: Holloway’s Hideout.

Thor: Really? You’re working for that guy? I hear he’s a real bastard.

Luna: You’d be correct.

Thor: You free after your shift?

Luna: Yes.

Thor: Perfect.

Luna: Where will we meet? How will I know it’s you?

Thor: So impatient. You know my voice, don’t you? I’ll find you.

I sink deeper into the bath, water slipping over my skin like silk. My pulse is still fluttering.

I just came harder than I ever have in my life.

Over a man whose face I’ve never even seen.

I think it’s safe to say…

My Rumspringa has officially begun.

With a man whose name I don’t know.

Whose face I haven’t seen.

But that voice…

God help me. That voice.

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HUNTER

Sitting in my office, I’ve thrown this football in the air at least fifty times.

Catch. Spin. Toss again.