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Ridge was lying back akimbo on the couch, drinking a tall glass of water. Raven grabbed her own and drained it, then grinned at him and slid on top, sitting astride his legs, their firmness like hardwood. They reveled in this closeness, this amazing gift oftime... time just to laugh and talk...And fuck, Raven hardly needed to remind herself.
“You’re going to get these even messier,” he said, glancing down at his boxers, their fabric pressing against Raven’s tender cleft. The mingled fragrance of their bodies was like an arousing incense.
“I like getting you messy,” she whispered, kissing him. “And sticky. And hard for me.”
Raven slipped her hands downward. Her fingers stroked Ridge through his boxers.
“You’re even better at this,” Ridge said, his firmness quickly returning, “than at massage.”
“If you like my hands,” she purred, “you’ll love my mouth.”
“I know I will...” Ridge said, “but not quite yet.” He placed soft kisses on her neck, licking downward, running the tip of his tongue across her breasts. Kisses became long, soft licks, and then Raven gasped hard at the sensation of his mouth enclosing her nipple. His mouth on her aroused, erect nub brought a heated wave coursing through her body, sending a new onslaught of juice where there was already so much wetness. Her fingers in his hair, insistent now, told him to keepgoing, to just lick and suck and nibble until she was ready to...
Raven came, gasping with pleasure as much as with surprise. Ridge eased off, giving her nipple a gentler lick. His mouth slid across to her left nub, flicking it with his tongue. Raven’s eyes closed as he began to suck and nibble once more...God, there’s no way I’m gonna... Jesus, how is he... I never have two so fast... but I’m... gonna...
“Oh, God,” Raven gasped. She shouted her pleasure with abandon, breathing hard after her sudden, almost inexplicable peak. She recovered quickly, taking his hand and bringing him to his feet, then kneeling and admiring his amazing, not to mention pleasingly ample, proportions. Simply... fucking... amazing, the incredulous voice in her mind repeated as she brought him to her mouth.
Raven immersed herself in thefeelof him. A few moments more brought his taste, only a faint reminder of their first fuck, but then new excitement quickly gathered. Unthinking, simply giving what he seemed to need, she felt him deeper in her mouth, and then completely... his hand guiding her head onto him, then letting her please him in her own way.
“Ridge,” she said, her hand replacing her mouth, “I want you inside me.”
“Yes,” he said simply, eyes closed.
“Now,” she said, standing, pushing him back against the sofa.
“Not here,” he whispered. His eyes met hers, their lustful smile expressing their shared need.
“Hmmm,” Raven purred. “Take me to bed.” She stroked him a little more, kissed his tongue with her own. “Take me to bed and fuck me.” Their kiss grew quickly and, for a moment, Raven wondered whether they would even reach the bed before...
There was a softdingfrom the table beside the couch. Ridge glanced there, trying to ignore it, but Raven knew he could not.
“What is it?” Raven asked as Ridge’s face fell to a worried, ashen frown. He turned wordlessly and showed her the screen.
“Oh,God, Ridge...No!”
CHAPTERELEVEN
Jake’s teamdashed to their vehicle as soon as they heard the alarm.
“OK, we got an incident in Pendale. Suit up!” he called to his men, watching their swift preparations that were so well rehearsed by now. It took only three minutes to gather their equipment and light out of the station for the sixteen-minute trip.
“What have we got, boss?” asked his second-in-command.
“Car fire,” he said simply. It wasn’t unusual, but it was their first for a few weeks. “Well underway by the time it was called in. Just hope no one was sleeping in it.”
Six months earlier, they had risked major burns to pull a homeless man from a car that had been — it later turned out — deliberately set on fire. Two young idiots were in the county jail for that little stunt. Jake silently prayed that they weren’t walking into another one of those.
“Anything else from the witness?” Jake asked on the radio.
“Nothing yet,” the dispatcher told him. “They’re watching the fire, so you can ask them yourself. Careful out there.”
By the time they arrived, the car was well ablaze. The engine block was a ball of flame, bright orange-yellow on this moonless night, and the back seats had caught, Jake could see from the thick pall of black smoke pouring out. A semicircle of flame extended forward from the car, Jake noticed, and one of his team began taking photos while the others unfurled fire hoses and began to tackle the blaze.
Six neighbors had gathered at this ungodly hour; one woman had a hand over her mouth in shock, and an elderly man in his dressing gown was shaking his head sadly. Satisfied that his team would control the fire without backup, he approached the group.
“OK, folks, nothing to worry about. Sorry for all the commotion. Did anyone see what happened?”
There was little response. A couple in their 20s, who had just come out to take pictures of the fire, took a final picture of Jake and then headed back inside. “Great. Anyone with any information about this? Cars don’t just self-combust, I think you know.”
