Page 75 of Diamonds in the Mud

“What in the hell are you doing here?” she hissed. But before I could answer, she pressed her body and mouth to mine. “Don’t answer that.” She sighed after she pulled away. “Wait, do.” She shook her head. “I don’t have a safe room.”

“You won’t need one,” I said, my hands running over her hips. “Everyone’s occupied tonight running errands for Felix’s party this weekend.”

“Okay,” she said slowly.

The news I had come here to give her could wait. What I wanted—no, what I needed—far outweighed the update on her case.

“You’re soaking wet,” she said with a chuckle. “And now, so am I.”

“Then let’s put our clothes in the dryer and shower. I need to warm up.” I started to tug her shirt over her head.

I hadn’t realized it before, but she was dressed in cotton pajamas with little hearts on them.

Hell, I didn’t even know what time it was or how she’d known I was on her porch. Later. I’d ask her later.

Once her shirt hit the floor, I leaned down and sucked her nipple into my mouth as my hand explored the rest of her. The amount of desire I felt for her was overpowering. We fell towards the wall and I used it to hold us up while I took what I needed from her, using her as much as she used me.

When her fingers wrapped around my cock, I jerked in response and then had to concentrate really hard on not just exploding in her hand.

I became an animal in those few moments. My body and desires completely took over from my mind. It wasn’t until after I’d slipped inside her and we started moving together that my needs settled some.

Her legs wrapped around my hips as I pushed deeper into her, wedging her between me and the wall. I felt her convulse around me as she cried out my name and followed her. The burst came in waves as I held onto her, wanting to never let go.

“We should get some sort of award,” Rayne sighed against my shoulder.

I chuckled. “I honestly didn’t come here for this,” I said into her hair. “It’s a nice bonus though.”

I felt her nod. “Why don’t you let go of me and we can dress before you tell me exactly why you are here?”

“Part of me doesn’t want to let you go,” I said honestly as I looked at her. She smiled and brushed her lips across mine.

Then I remembered everything I’d learned earlier and eased away from her.

We dressed quickly in the dark. Since my clothes were soaking wet, I slipped on a pair of sweatpants she swore were her father’s. After stuffing my clothes in her dryer and turning it on, she took my hand and led me to her bedroom. She shut the window blinds before she turned on the light.

Her bedroom matched who I imagined she was perfectly—no-fuss furniture and a minimalistic esthetic. I expected the rest of her house to be the same.

She sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for me to sit next to her. I did and quickly filled her in on everything I’d overheard that evening.

“Who is the ‘he’ in the conversation?” she asked when I was done.

“I’m assuming Felix,” I said with a frown. “Since they were having heated words earlier.”

She narrowed her eyes. “Why haven’t you made your move on Felix if you think he’s the mastermind?” she asked.

“Because I know that Felix isn’t in charge,” I answered quickly.

“So why do you think he’s the one pulling Henry’s strings?”

I shrugged and thought about it. “I guess I don’t.” I sighed and leaned back on the bed. “Who do you think he’s talking about then?”

“I have some theories.” She leaned back beside me. “Until I find solid evidence, I’m keeping them up here.” She tapped her head.

“Problems?” I asked and shifted to be closer to her.

“Someone has broken into my office a few times and gone through my files,” she admitted.

I thought about what Felix had said after she’d left the bar earlier that day. “Felix says he has someone watching you. That as of right now he doesn’t think you’re getting in his way.”