Page 32 of Private Melody


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“I said no, Kia.”

Kianti bit down hard on his earlobe. “If I didn’t know better I’d swear you have a thing about control.” She felt his laughter vibrate against her ear.

“Don’t all men?” he inquired.

“Mmm…well, thankfully, I haven’t had the pleasure of dealing with many who’d turn down the chance to lie back and be pleasured.”

He kept his eyes closed as a smile emerged. “Should that comfort me?”

“It should shame you into letting me…” Lying partially beneath him, she nudged herself against the provocative bulge below his sleep pants. “I’m used to having a fair amount of control in the bedroom.”

Therin massaged the bridge of his nose but that did nothing to take his mind off the increasing stiffness of his shaft. They were wrapped in a cozy fleece on the living room sofa where they’d come to watch the sunrise on a chilly morning.

Not long after the sun had claimed its position in the sky, did Kianti make her play for another seductive scene starring herself in the lead role. Therin shut down her every attempt, which mattered little, as evidence of his desire was unmistakable.

She engaged him in a sultry kiss, arching erotically against him and moaning quietly as she suckled his tongue into her mouth. “Let me on top? You’d still be in control, you know?” She kissed him hungrily before she eased back a tad. “You’re so…strong and I’m just a little ol’ thing. If I get too wild, you can just pull me off.” She shrugged and ground her hips against him. “No effort at all.”

“Will you please?” he groaned, taking charge of the kiss then because he craved it and because her taunting was driving him insane.

Therin’s phone was on the coffee table. Its vibrating hum against the wood was ignored. It stopped, and then resumed again seconds later. Still…ignored. Barely a minute passed, then the phone on the end table began to ring.

The couple shot a murderous glare toward the cordless.

“It’s Casey.” Kianti recognized the number from the security booth when she checked the cordless faceplate.

“Are you expecting anybody?” he asked while kissing at her neck.

“No. Are you?” she asked when the cordless stopped ringing and Therin’s vibrated again.

He leaned across her to grab the phone. “Damn.”

“I take that as a yes?” She smiled.

“Can’t be,” he muttered when the cordless started ringing again.

“Let’s find out.” She clicked on the phone. “    Hi, Casey…mmm-hmm. Yes, just a sec—” She looked to Therin. “Vaughn Burgess.”

The mood was effectively ruined. Therin growled something incomprehensible and left the sofa.

“The bastards threaten me with bodily harm when I don’t take time for myself, and when I do they won’t let me have it,” he ranted. “Where the hell are my shoes?”

Kianti wouldn’t dare tell him how adorable he was to her then. “Casey? Tell Mr. Burgess that Mr. Rucker will be right down.” She set the phone aside and wrapped herself tighter in the blanket. “Maybe it’s not that big of a deal.”

“It is,” he grumbled, tugging on the sneakers he’d left beneath the coffee table the night before. “I’ve been ignoring his calls all week.”

She pulled him down for a kiss before he could walk past. “The sooner you see to it, the sooner you can get back.”

Therin lingered near, savoring the momentary closeness. He didn’t tell her how much he doubted her words.

Vaughn met Therin with his hands raised in a defensive hold. He apologized once the distance closed between them in the wide drive outside the house.

“I can’t think of one reason good enough for you to bother me here.” Therin’s eyes sparked with a hazel fire.

Vaughn got right to the point. “Rick was stabbed last Saturday night.”

Therin stilled, and then he gave a quick shake of his head and a smile which noted that it must have been him who was hearing weird things. “Did you just—?”

“Rick Dubose was stabbed last Saturday night,” Vaughn repeated.

Therin watched his friend for another long minute, then he went to lean against the Jeep Vaughn had driven out to Kianti’s.

“I’m guessing this wasn’t a mugging?” He stroked his jaw.

Vaughn shook his head. “It was intentional.”

“How is he?”

“Stable. Nothing vital was hit. But they aren’t letting anyone other than family in for visits just now.”

“And we know this was intentional because?”

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