Page 16 of Dirty Justice


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Her hips bounced on the mattress when he yanked her trousers and underwear down to her knees. The garments got hung up on her shoes, and he moaned in his throat in frustration that neither of them had thought to remove their shoes at the front door.

He’d never make that mistake again. In fact, next time he set foot in her apartment, he’d start by stripping down to the buff and eliminate the hassle.

As he shimmied down the bed to remove her shoes, she didn’t utter a word, her stare transfixed him in a way that made him question what was going on in her mind.

After he had her completely naked, he started on his own clothes. She jerked into a sitting position to help him. While he went for his shirt, she popped the button of his fly. Navigating the zipper down over the stretched length of his erection took a couple tries, but in moments they had his clothes off too.

Her gaze cut over him, probably taking in all the new scars he bore from three years of living rough with no backup.

But he’d survived all of it in order to get back to her. The love of his fucking life.

They threw their arms around each other and tumbled onto the mattress again, mouths fused in a never-ending kiss. Indika gripped the base of his cock and he found her wet center.

When he speared two fingers into her pussy, she arched underneath him. A raspy cry escaped her throat.

Slowly, he drew his fingers out and slicked her juices over her clit, moving around and around the straining bud in tormenting circles while she rocked her hips to the rhythm, gaining speed as he went faster until she tensed with release.

Slamming his mouth over hers, he stole her cries of bliss and drove her orgasm on and on. When she looked up at him… Christ, he saw the moon and stars in those beautiful brown eyes.

“I never stopped loving you,” he grated out.

She made a harsh noise and dragged him between her legs. He gazed deep into her eyes as he lined up the swollen head of his cock with her soaked opening. In one hard shove, he filled her.

Indika locked her arms around him and the kisses started all over again. The race was on, the seconds rolling by faster and faster to the moment when he couldn’t hold back and succumbed to the bliss of filling this woman with his release.

Her pussy walls clutched at him. He dipped his head and drew one nipple into his mouth. The sucking pulls grew disjointed as he lost the rhythm. Cords standing out on his throat, he reared back to stare into her eyes.

“Come with me,” he demanded.

“Yes!” She bucked two more times and gave a full-body shudder.

His guttural groan cut across her scream of ecstasy. Hot spurts of cum exploded from his cock. Too late for condoms, not that they used them since the early days of their relationship. If she wanted him to use one, she would have stopped him before he sank balls-deep inside her.

A roughened roar ripped from his throat, sounding so much like her name that she cried too. “AJ!”

They rocked together on and on, slowing only as the last of their orgasms faded.

He kissed her again with a passion that shook him to the core. He never stopped loving this woman and never would until he drew his last breath.

Their lips melded. The kiss slowed to a tender brushing of lips but neither seemed to want to break the connection.

Locating her hand on the bed, he meshed his fingers with hers. She squeezed his in return.

She pulled back from the kiss to study his face. “You’re smiling.”

His lips tipped wider. “That was more than I ever hoped for, baby.”

Some of the light in her eyes cooled. “And much more than you deserve.”

* * * * *

Indika wiggled out from under Apollo’s heavy weight. She didn’t even scoot to the edge of the bed before a long arm hooked around her middle and towed her back.

He pinned her to his body and trapped her with a thigh slung across her legs.

Mind whirling, she tried to make sense of what just happened. How had he hauled her back into all this?

And dammit, why was it even better than she remembered?

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