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“Hmmm,” she replies, her arms sliding around my neck as she lifts her hips up, positioning herself before slowly lowering herself down onto my dick until I’m fully inside her. “Pretty sure I can live without them.”
“Zoey,” I growl, as I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as she stills, my dick buried deep inside her. It feels like the events of today have only magnified this intense need we have for each other, and I don’t want to waste another moment. “I love you. So fucking much.”
She smiles, her mouth finding mine as she kisses me, slow and deep, her hips now moving in a matching slow rhythm. “I love you too,” she murmurs.
I tighten my hold on her as she slowly rides me, one arm wrapped around her waist, the other dropping to her hip, my hand sliding over her thigh as I move to where we are joined, my thumb brushing against her clit, teasing her with the same slow movements.
She lets out a groan, the sound low and sexy, as I thrust up beneath her, pressing my thumb a little harder. “Oh god, Ethan,” she whispers, nipping at my bottom lip, our teeth and tongues clashing as the kiss grows deeper and more urgent, along with her movements. “Fuck, I’m close…I’m—”
The rest of her words are cut off as I feel her tighten around me and she comes, letting out a low moan that sends a spike of lust through me. “Jesus,” I grunt, thrusting up into her, the pressure on my dick so fucking good that I can’t hold on any longer as I let go and come hard.
Zoey collapses against me, her head resting on my shoulder, her breathing labored. I smooth my hands up her back, her skin hot and covered in sweat as I hold her close, my dick still buried deep inside her. I’m still hard too, still desperate for more of her.
“You still thinking about everything,” Zoey murmurs, her lips pressed against my neck.
Chuckling, I squeeze my arms around her. “Baby, I’m not thinking about anything except for how fucking good you feel and how much I love being inside you.”
She lifts her head, a smile on her face as she looks at me. “Good.”
I lean in and kiss her. “I feel like I could fuck you all night,” I whisper.
Her smile turns sexy as hell as she nips at my bottom lip. “I could definitely be up for that,” she murmurs, just as her stomach rumbles.
Laughing, I drop my hands to her hips, squeezing once as I kiss her mouth, her neck and her shoulder. “First I need to feed you,” I say, even as I make no move to lift her off me.
“I can wait,” she says, smiling as she rocks her hips slowly, knowing I’m still hard inside her.
“Zoey,” I groan, my grip on her tightening.
“Shhh,” she whispers, silencing any more words with a hard kiss.
After round two, I redress and head into the kitchen while Zoey heads to our room to grab some new underwear. “What do you feel like for dinner?” I ask, as she wanders in, grabbing a bottle of white from the wine fridge and pouring us both a glass.
“Something quick,” she teases, deliberately leaning against the kitchen island in a way that shows off her gorgeous ass and long legs as she gives me a smirk, one eyebrow raised.
Laughing, I reach over and smack her on the butt, just as Zoey’s phone rings on the counter. We both glance at the screen, Detective Simmons name flashing across it. Zoey looks up at me, her smile disappearing as she answers the phone, leaving it sitting on the counter as she puts it on speaker.
“Hi, Detective, you’re on speaker with me and Ethan,” she says by way of greeting.
“Hi, sorry to be calling you so late,” he says.
“It’s no problem,” I reply, reaching for Zoey as I pull her into my arms. “Have you found something?”
The detective clears his throat before continuing. “I’m not sure yet. It could be nothing and we’re still looking into it, but I wanted to let you both know in case it means anything to you.”
“Okay,” Zoey replies cautiously, as I run a hand slowly up and down her back.
“So it seems as though Casey Kitterman’s boyfriend has a record.”
“What?” Zoey and I blurt out at the same time. “Does she?” I immediately ask, wondering how the hell she could have possibly gotten a job without me knowing about it if she does.
“No,” Detective Simmons responds. “She’s completely clean and look, to be fair, his charge was from a couple of years ago. The boyfriend never did any time, got off because he turned on the guys he was with, but…” He trails off and Zoey and I share a look, before she eventually asks the question we’re both thinking.
“What did he do?”
We both hear the long exhale through the phone, followed by the sound of rustling papers as he says, “Breaking and entering. It was a group of them, pretty brazen, but like I said, it could be nothing, just a stupid mistake he made, especially given how readily he flipped when they were caught. But it’s still something we’re looking into, especially with what you told me about your working relationship with Casey today, Zoey.”
“Jesus,” I mutter, shaking my head. Is it possible that Casey is tied up in all of this? All because Zoey wouldn’t recommend her for a job she wasn’t even qualified for?
