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He rested one hand around the back of her neck, staring down at her.

“Get up here and sit on me,” he instructed, then grappled for the condom he’d left on the bedside. He couldn’t pull it on quickly enough.

Carmen climbed over him with her knees either side of his hips.

The sight was too good. Her pussy, open and ready, her body primed, her lips parted and damp from his cock.

“Okay, I’m ready for you.”

She grasped his cock, directed it to her and then flexed as she took it inside. “Rex...” She paused halfway, and she was panting loudly. “It’s so good.”

She worked herself down his length some more, and he felt her give, stretching to accommodate him. She cried out.

“Tell me what you feel,” he demanded, and he could hear the gruffness in his own voice.

“Everything. I feel everything.”

Desperate for her, he sat up and buried his face against the base of her throat where he kissed her so heavily he sucked her skin into his mouth.

She jerked but then sank into his harsh kiss.

“Bite me harder,” she cried out.

He sank his teeth into her shoulder.

Her hips rolled. “Oh, yes, yes...it hurts, but it feels so good.”

They were wrapped in each other, raw and uncompromising, and the artifice had gone, the role-playing. He knew this was real, and it sent him into overdrive. He bit her again. When she responded by digging her nail

s into his back, he looked at her, and even though her face was partially obscured, he saw her pleasure in the pain.

The scratch of her nails seemed to tug at his balls, priming him for the climax. He stroked her breasts, cupping them in his hands.

Her cunt tightened on his length.

Rex cursed and grasped the soft flesh of her breasts more firmly, molding it in his hands. Just a tweak of her sensitive nipples and she bucked her hips, her body clutching his erection so tightly that her hot juices spilled down around the base of his cock.

“Take your pleasure now,” he instructed, knowing he wouldn’t last long. Not with her like this.

She rode him faster.

Desperate for release, Rex clenched his jaw.

She leaned forward, rubbing herself against him with every thrust and roll of her hips. She was close. He could see it. While she ground down on him, his cock was solid and he wasn’t going to come until she did—but, bloody hell, it was hard not to.

“There’s nothing like this in the whole world,” he whispered, and his hands locked around her hips, holding her in place as his body bowed up beneath her, thrusting into her.

She gave a wild cry, and her body tightened on him as she reached her peak. Rex let rip, ejaculating hard while her body shuddered to completion.

CHAPTER TWENTY

REX HAD NEVER hired a private investigator before, so he wasn??t sure what to expect. Samuel Jacobson immediately dispelled any concerns Rex had.

Neatly dressed, wearing glasses and carrying a standard briefcase, there was nothing out of the ordinary about him. He was an unassuming character, a person you wouldn’t look at twice. Rex shook the man’s hand and gestured to the casual seating in the corner of his office. “I appreciate your coming to me.”

“From what you told me on the phone, I understand your concern. My first question is, why haven’t you gone to the police?”

“No real evidence of any misdemeanor outside of the tampering with the banisters. Not a lot to go on. But the two events can’t be a coincidence, and if we assume it was carefully planned, how many were involved? It would be almost impossible for one person to be behind both events because of the timing and the distance between where I was and Burlington Manor, where the other incident occurred.”

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