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“We need to remedy that lack of experience,” he said as he cupped her sex with his hand and slid a finger into her already damp entrance. “What’s this?” he said, swirling his fingers around.
“I was thinking of you.” She gripped his cock. “I see you were thinking of me.”
“It’s hard not to.” Using her juices as a lubricant, he touched her clit with the tip of his finger, then swirled it around, pinching it lightly.
Shelby squirmed on the table. The more he played with her clit, the more she rocked and moaned.
“Now, Remy,” she said, her voice breathy.
He stepped up to the table, scooted her bottom to the edge and touched his dick to her wet center. Then he slid into her, not stopping until he was seated all the way to the hilt.
Then, holding her hips, he rocked into her, increasing his speed with each thrust until he had her and the table rocking.
Moments later, he shot over the top, his orgasm intense, his cock throbbing against her channel.
Shelby wrapped her legs around his waist and held him inside her as long as she could, her head thrown back, riding her own orgasm.
When they finally came back to earth and the kitchen, he lifted her from the table and carried her into the bathroom.
They showered together, rubbing soap over every inch of each other’s bodies.
Remy loved touching Shelby. “You’re beautiful,” he said as he dried her breasts, waist and hips.
After they dressed, they ate sandwiches, then drove to the hardware store and bought two deadbolt locks and a security system Remy would help her install.
They dropped the purchases in the old truck and drove to Gisele’s store on Main Street, The Mamba Wamba Art and Gifts.
Gisele met them at the door and invited them in. Her dark hair was pulled back in a tight bun, emphasizing her high, dark cheekbones and luminous brown eyes. “I take it you two finally had sex,” she said with a broad grin. “About time.”
Though heat rose in Remy’s cheeks, he didn’t confirm or deny having sex with Shelby.
Shelby, on the other hand, gripped Gisele’s arm. “I remembered Remy’s and my first time in the bayou at J.D.’s fishing hut.”
Gisele nodded. “So, you did have sex.” Her eyebrow rose. “But in J.D.’s old shack?”
Shelby shook her head. “The fish hut was during the storm a few weeks ago. The last time Remy was in town was our first time together. I remembered.”
Gisele hugged her. “That’s good, right? Were you able to remember who tried to kill you?”
Shelby’s shoulders sank. “Sadly, no. But I hope this means it’ll come back soon. I hate walking around not knowing who has it out for me.”
“I know, honey,” Gisele patted her arm. “But you have this hunky fella looking out for you. It can’t be all bad.”
Shelby smiled up at Remy. “It’s not. Having Remy around has its…perks.”
Remy’s heart swelled at the smile Shelby directed toward him. He touched a hand to the small of her back, wishing they could go back to her house and spend the day in bed together. But as long as she was in danger, they couldn’t wallow in bed making mad passionate love.
“What brings you to Mamba Wamba so early?” Gisele asked.
“We hope you can help us find the boat that ran over mine,” Shelby said.
“If I knew which one had done it, don’t you think I would’ve told you by now?” Gisele touched her arm. “You’re my dearest friend.”
Shelby hugged her. “We think Ethan Fontenot might have been driving the boat that rammed mine. “
“Ethan?” Gisele’s brow puckered. “He’s not the kind of guy who’d ram another craft with one of the family’s fleet boats.”
“We spoke with Ray Fontenot, his supervisor,” Remy said. “Ethan and Pete had boats out late that afternoon when Shelby was attacked.
