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“Tabon, that was…”
“Yeah?”
“Mindblowing.”
Razor rolled her to her side, so her back was to his front. He nestled his hardness between the cheeks of her ass, and started slowly moving against her. He reached around and pinched the nipples he’d yet to get his mouth on.
Ava moaned as she pressed back against him. She covered his hands with hers.
“Mmm, I think you like this,” he murmured, nipping at the soft skin on her neck. “You’re so responsive, Ava, so damn gorgeous as you give yourself to me.”
Razor moved one hand away from her breast, and she moaned. He smiled and reached for another condom.
“I want you on your hands and knees, baby.”
When she rolled and did as he asked, he twined his fingers in her hair and thrust into her with no hesitation. Her back arched as he held her in place so he could pound into her heat with his own rhythm.
Once again he roared his release, and when he did, he felt her shudder and come right along with him.
He let her roll to her back, and then raised his head to feast on her breasts. When his tongue toyed with her nipple, Ava squirmed.
“Sensitive?” he asked, grinning.
“Yes,” she answered trying to cover her nipples with her hands.
“Uh, no,” he said, grasping her wrists and holding them in place while his tongue laved each nipple, going back and forth between the two.
He could do this for hours, sleep, and then do it all again. Razor wanted her in every way she’d let him have her, and he wanted it right now. What had she said? What if he had her and didn’t want her again? That was impossible. Razor knew he could never get his fill of Ava McNamara.
11
Ava had gone to start the shower, and soon, he’d join her. First, he needed to check in with Gunner to make sure he’d taken Alegria off of the assignment.
“Hey, man,” he said when Gunner answered.
“Everything is taken care of,” he snapped.
“What’s up?”
“There’s been some chatter. I think we were too sloppy when we took the girls to the house.”
“Do we need to change location?”
“I’d say the sooner you can, the better.”
“I want to take her to Yachats. Should we fly commercial?”
“Fuck, no.”
“What else is goin’ on?”
“Nothin’.”
Razor wouldn’t push, but he’d known Gunner Godet for too many years to not know when he was lying.
“Who’s comin’ along?”
“Me and Monk for now.”
