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“No, but…I forgot they touched there.”
He went back to her mouth, kissing her deeply. She stroked his face, and he captured her hand, putting it against the bed with her other one. “You liked our game?”
“Yes,” she whispered, chasing his dancing tongue.
“You liked me making you?”
Her breaths changed to shallow with his question. “So much.”
“I’m going tomakeyou when I fuck you,” he warned, moving to her neck and sucking.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“I won’t be nice about it.” He kissed her again, moaning as he drove his tongue.
“I want that.”
“Yeah? Your pussy will be too tight for my cock,” he shuddered, her body pushing into his even more. “Mmm. You like that.”
“I need it now. You can make me,” she begged, fighting to kiss him.
A knock pounded on the door, bringing her gasp.
He groaned and gave her a hard kiss then rolled off her. “Don’t move.”
“What if it’s…”
He shut his door before she could finish and quickly dressed. “Coming,” he called on the second rapid knock, thinking it might be Sarah judging by the weight and speed. Like a rabid dog.
“Patches?”
Shit, it was Sarah.
“I just need the password for the CCTV. It’s gone offline and I need the live feed on the mother’s monitors.”
“It’s next to the fridge—”
“No, I just looked, somebody moved it to God knows where, so I sure hope you remember it.”
“I’ll be there in five minutes.”
“Thank you, I’m headed back up before Grand Pier decides he’s gonna cook me his famous pan-pan-due.”
He headed back to the room, finding Tegan standing in a blanket at the door. “Everything okay?”
He yanked the blanket off her and pulled her in his arms, cursing the clothes between them.
“We better go see about Nitro,” she whispered around his kiss. “And…that meeting you have…”
He pulled up. “Shit, I forgot that one.” He held her face still as he kissed her lips repeatedly. “You’re sleeping in here tonight.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Mmmm, I can’t get enough of you.” He pet both sides of her face and she smiled when he couldn’t stop smacking her perfect fucking lips. “We’ll play more tonight.”
“Okay swampboy,” she whispered. “I’ll be ready.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
