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Anna
I jerked awake. Realization dawned on me before my eyes fully opened.
I slept with Jack Buchanan! I’m a f*****g i***t!
I sat up and the sheets slipped down, my bare flesh exposed. My n*****s were hard, raw. And I felt… ridden. Swollen. Sore and still a little horny. Thoroughly f****d, as Jack called it last night.
I had to leave. I had to get the hell out of Jack’s bed. I had to get the hell out of Alaska. Last night with Jack was a one-time thing, a mistake. I needed to bail before the ship took off on a course I didn’t plan for. The orgasms he’d given me? Yeah, I could get addicted to them. The man himself was pretty damn addicting. He wasn’t a jackass. He was just Jack, the hot guy who was wild and also tender in bed. Attentive. Inventive. Who made sure I came first… every t
