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His voice was like a dark fantasy. She made an incoherent sound. His fingers found her clit.
Jet bucked and cried out.
“What color are they?” he murmured.
“P-pink.”
His fingers dipped lower. “There’s my sexy pixie.” He stroked her. “So wet for me.”
He worked her clit with his thumb, then she felt his hand move, and his finger slid inside her. She moaned.
“Tight and wet.” He pressed against her from behind, his hard cock rubbing against her lower back.
“Now, I want to feel you clenching my fingers as you come. There’ll be no doubt who I want, and who makes my cock as hard as fucking steel.”
He pinched her clit and Jet exploded. She bit her lip to strangle her cry. She jerked wildly against him, her body clenching on his thrusting fingers.
She tilted her head back and he kissed her.
It was all him. All Cain.
She flew apart for him. She wasn’t sure she could stay upright, but he held her tight. When she came back to reality, she was panting.
“Good girl.” He pulled his hand free and spun her.
There was desire on his handsome face, and the hard bulge in his pants left no doubt as to how turned on he was. Keeping her gaze, he lifted his hand and licked his fingers clean.
Jet bit her lip, her belly full of heat.
Then his cell phone rang. She saw a flicker of annoyance before he pulled it out.
“Yeah.” He huffed out a breath. “Okay. We’ll meet you at the hotel.” He slid the phone away. “Killian and Devyn have arrived.”
* * *
As they steppedinto the hotel suite, Cain watched Jet kick off her shoes and strip off her jacket. He stared at her feet. At that sexy pink polish that was the same color that was normally in her hair.
But Cain’s mind was on one thing.
“Who’s the idiot ex who cheated on you?”
Jet froze. “Ancient history. And I didn’t say he cheated.”
Oh, but it was clear the guy had, and in the process, had hurt her.
“You love him?” Cain knew his voice sounded harsh.
She glanced back at him over her shoulder. “No. I was in love with the idea of being part of a couple. He broke my trust, though.”
“What’s his name?” Cain asked carefully.
She crossed her arms. “Why?”
So I can find him and kill him slowly. “No reason.”
She snorted. “Sure. He doesn’t matter, Cain. End of story.”
It did matter. Cain would find out.
