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Sabrina pops her head in the door. “Dinner’s ready, and we’re starving.”

Alex opens the door wider and tucks her into his side. “We’re coming, baby.” Alex looks for any excuse to touch his girl. He kisses her swift and hard.

We follow Sabrina out to find Chloe and Jasmine setting the table with food, buffet style so we can all lounge about wherever we like. Mostly, we congregate around the television, mainly because Jasmine insists on having me sit with my leg elevated. Jasmine sits on the floor beside me.

One bite of Jasmine’s chili and I know I’m going back for seconds. If there’s any left, that is. Alex must have inhaled his bowl because he’s up and grabbing more before I get halfway through mine.

“Man, how the hell can you eat that much and still have those abs?” I ask with a laugh.

He gives Sabrina a sly look, and says, “I find creative ways to stay in shape.”

Chloe covers her ears and mockingly starts mimicking a four-year-old: “La-la-la-la-la…” The room erupts with laughter. It feels good to have our friends drop by and hang out. Jasmine’s in her element. She’s been missing her friends, and it seems that the girls have formed a bond. It’s nice to see her relaxing and having a good time.

It’s a good night. The cookies were a hit.

At the door, Caleb leans in and says, “I’m bringing Connor Royce in for questioning tomorrow. I’d like you to be there. I’ll make arrangements to have Jasmine covered.”

Connor Royce is definitely mixed up in all this. Hopefully, tomorrow we find out why Jasmine was made a target.

EIGHTEEN

The Clock Is Ticking

ZEKE

Jasmine is lying in bed as I’m getting dressed. She’s on her belly, her cheek on the pillow, her hair in disarray, naked except for the sheet that barely covers her ass, exposing her back and legs. Her lips are still swollen from our kisses.

Leaving her is torture. All I want to do is crawl back in bed beside her, roll her over onto her back, and take that plump nipple that’s peeking out into my mouth and taste her all over again. Her moans of pleasure, as well as the way she calls my name, breathless, needy, and wanting more, make me wild. Even with a broken leg, we’ve found ways to make love.

Last night, Jasmine came up from the end of the bed, completely naked, crawling on all fours toward me. She licked her lips and settled between my thighs, then she took my cock in her mouth. My own personal sexy schoolteacher. All prim and proper by day and my sex kitten at night.

I hate to wake her, but a uniformed officer is coming in to stay with her, and there’s no way I’m leaving her like this. I brush the hair off her face and call her name.

“Jazzy. Baby. I need you to wake up,” I say quietly.

“No. No. No,” she mumbles into the pillow, turning her face in the other direction.

I kiss her shoulder. “Sorry, babe, but I can’t leave you in bed naked knowing that a cop is sitting in our living room. You’re too much of a temptation.” I run my hand down her bare back, stopping just above her ass.

“You’re not human. You’re some kind of sex machine.” She twists and manages to sit up. My eyes drop to her breasts, and she grabs the sheet to cover up. “Don’t even think it. I need a week to recover,” she blurts. I can’t help laughing. Jasmine squints, giving me a dirty look.

I give her one last kiss and pick up the crutches. “Please get dressed.”

“I’m coming,” she replies and drags her sweet ass out of bed.

* * *

Jasmine

Ican barely stand up in the shower. I thought our first night together was memorable, but last night, I came so often, I lost count. The man’s not human.

Okay, yes. I started it. I gave him a blowjob and swallowed him down. I watched as he came, and he was fabulous. Zeke’s fist was wrapped tight in my hair, his muscular legs taut, one leg cocked to the side while his broken one lay straight. I enjoyed every second. Especially when his breathing became ragged and he growled my name. “Take it, baby. Take it all. All for you,” he said. He gave himself to me.

When he finished, I moved my mouth over his belly, abs, and chest, making my way up to his mouth. Without hesitation, he kissed me, long and sweet.

That’s where I thought our night would end, but Zeke had other ideas. He had me sit on his face and he ate me out. I was so hot for Zeke that I came fast. Too fast. Zeke held my hips firm and kept licking and sucking my clit mercilessly. I was hardly over one orgasm when another started building, and I came again. Zeke held me down, and I came again and again. I begged him to stop. I couldn’t possibly come again.

Apparently, I could. Zeke made sure of that. By the time he was satisfied with his dessert, his words, not mine, he let me up. Actually, I rolled off him and didn’t have it in me to move. Zeke must have pulled the sheets up, because I can’t remember anything after that.

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