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“So pretty,” he murmured. Then he pinched one harshly until she squealed. The sound was enough to send him to the brink, and he slowed her down, not wanting to end this just yet.
She sucked in heaving deep breaths as she continued to move up and down his cock.
“You ready to come with me?” he asked a few minutes later.
She nodded and pressed a finger to her clit.
“Ride me.”
She rode him with the urgency that told him she craved the orgasm he was promising but she was also chasing the orgasm he would have. Forcing his hips upward, he sent them both over the edge and they clung to each other as the orgasms coursed through them.
When their breathing returned to normal, Memphis could sense the real world trying to creep back in.
“What’s wrong?” she asked as she sat almost floating in his lap at the shallow end of the pool. Her palm came to rest on his cheek.
“Just a lot of stress with work. Some major problems right now, but I’ll sort it out.”
She laid her head on his shoulder for a few minutes but sat up abruptly.
“I just remembered something I wanted to ask you about. When I met you in the playroom last night, I heard you telling someone named Jeremy you didn’t want to go to prison. Why would you go to prison? What’s going on, Memphis?”
Memphis felt his stomach drop. He wasnotready to talk to her about this yet.
“Eavesdropping is rude. Do it again and I’ll spank you,” he said harshly. Climbing out of the pool, he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, stalking back into the house.
He needed to tell her what was really going on, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. So instead, he’d been an asshole.
Ryleesatinthepool trying not to seethe at the way Memphis had abruptly left. Why wouldn’t he answer her questions?
She got out of the pool and quickly wrapped herself in a towel. Upstairs, she showered and put her robe on and settled at her laptop.
She typed Memphis Foster into the search engine and hit enter. Thousands of results popped up, but recent news articles caught her eye. Words like fraud, arrest, and trial jumped out at her.
What the fuck was going on? She grabbed her tablet and pulled up the same articles before stalking down the hall to find him.
Unfortunately, someone was in his office, and she wasn’t quite brave enough to bust in wearing only a robe. So, she returned to seething and reading.
A knot formed in her stomach as she realized what Memphis was on trial for.
She called her mom.
“What was the name of the company that took your money?” she asked when the older woman answered.
“Miller Holdings. Why do you ask?”
“Fuck,” she bit out.
“Language, Rylee. Just because you gamble in sin city doesn’t mean you have to curse like the devil.”
Her mother had always taken issue with her swearing, and she had issues with her gambling as well.
“Oh hush, Mom. It’s just a word. I need to go. Thanks for the information.”
“Wait. Why did you want to know?”
“I can’t get into it now, Mom. But I might be home sooner than a month.”
“Oh, that’s wonderful news,” her mother exclaimed.
