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“Any idea what it might unlock?”
“Not from just looking at it, but the only place I can think of would be the bank in the village. They still have old-fashioned safe deposit boxes, and I’m pretty sure Poppi kept one there.”
“Didn’t you say he always kept the brooch with him?” She nodded. “Not to put too fine a point on it, but given everything your grandfather was into, don’t you think it would be smart to head into the village and see what he had stashed there? We have until the sun goes down. I’ll call Bax and have him start putting men in place. Meanwhile, you and I will go have a look.”
“That’s a good idea. Let me go take a shower and then we can head out.” She started to leave, but stopped at the doorway and reached her hand back to him. “I need you,” was all she said, and breathing became easier when he took her hand and led her back to their bedroom.
Once inside the bath, he turned on the shower, adjusting the water before leading her in and sliding the glass door closed. Steam began to fill the shower stall and she could feel the stress and fear that had begun the moment she saw the note begin to lessen.
Using the tile wall opposite the body sprays, Fletch grasped the globes of her ass and lifted her off the ground as if she weighed nothing. Her legs went around his lean waist as he lifted her higher than the head of his monstrous cock and then slowly slid her back down, impaling her on it. She was more than full. His size and rigidity filled her to capacity, and she could feel the snug fit of her pussy to his imposing staff. Had he not been such a turn-on, it might have been uncomfortable, but her slick pussy facilitated his penetration as he began to thrust in and out, making her cry out his name and cling to him.
“That’s it, sweetheart. You cling to me, and I’ll never fucking let you go,” he said, grinding his pelvis against her clit.
Again and again, he surged up and then down, slowly at first but then faster and harder as need took over and he was slamming into her, his cock rubbing that sweet spot deep inside her pussy. She pushed down on his shoulders, trying to take him more deeply as she leaned her head back and a powerful orgasm rushed over her like the warm water from the rainfall showerhead. Her pussy spasmed along his length, trying to encourage him to take his own release.
With a final deep, hard thrust, Fletch’s head came forward to touch foreheads with her as he groaned and began to fill her with his heated passion.
“God, I love you,” she sighed.
“Not half as much as I love you.”
He lifted her off his cock and they soaped and rinsed each other’s bodies before toweling off and getting dressed. Claire exited the walk-in closet to find Fletch on bended knee.
“I know this is probably a bad time and wasn’t what I had planned, but I said I wasn’t returning from London without a ring. It isn’t much, and if you don’t like it…”
Claire snatched the ring away. “Mine. It’s exquisite.”
“It isn’t a sapphire…”
“I know. It’s a blue diamond surrounded by seed pearls and white diamonds in a platinum setting.” She looked at him and laughed when he crooked his eyebrow at her. “What? I’m a master jewel thief. Didn’t you think I would know what I was looking at? It came from Boodles’ vintage collection, didn’t it?”
He laughed. “Remind me never to try and pass off cheap or fake stones to you.”
She held his face between her hands. “If it came from you, I’d wear a Crackerjack ring.”
CHAPTER15
CLAIRE
They walked over to the shed and got the Harley. With Fletch driving they rode into the village and to the bank. The man who handled the safety deposit boxes looked to be older than the key they handed him. He found its match and led them into the safety deposit section of the vault. Once they retrieved the box, he showed them to a private room and left them alone.
“He said Poppi had had this safety deposit box since just after the war. Do you think there could be something in here that has any bearing on what he was doing?”
“A more important question would be is there something inside that someone would kill for?”
“I guess there’s only one way to find out. What if I don’t want to know what’s in there? What if it makes Poppi look bad?”
“Then no one but us ever knows what we find. We take it out and burn it into ash.”
“Even if it’s evidence of a crime?”
“Your grandfather is dead and buried. Nothing in there could be used against him and even if it could, I’d never let it touch him… or you.”
“You’d destroy evidence for me?”
Fletch nodded. “I’d burn the whole world down to protect you.”
She kissed him deeply. “I think that may be the sexiest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
