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almost all the way out before sliding all the way back in. The friction was so sublime it nearly ended
him.
With a low groan, he slid one hand between her thighs and thumbed her clit as he began to fuck her
in earnest, driving forward and back in a relentless rhythm. She sat up then, wrapping her arms and
legs around him, working her hips in a frantic dance against his.
Oh, God, she murmured once, and then again. A second later she froze, her legs gripping his
waist like iron bars as she exploded around him. His brain short-circuited and his hips took over,
pounding faster as her pussy clenched over him, milking him like a hot little fist. He shouted her name
as the climax ripped through him. Cock pulsing and jerking, he exploded.
It seemed like forever but was probably only a few minutes before his heartbeat finally returned to
normal and he had the strength to disengage from her clutches.
Now came the tricky part. What he wanted was to follow her the rest of the way down this road and
spend the weekend doing exactly what they d just done and more, over and over. Out of the question.
Not just because he had to meet an informant later tonight, but also because they had a deal. For the
first time since he d implemented the four-scene rule five years before, it didn t seem like enough.
The fact that he d had to wait so long for her was obviously fucking with his head. Celibacy would do
that to a man. After the next scene, he d be able to see things more clearly.
You okay? he asked.
She opened her eyes and nodded. I m great.
Great was very good. He patted her thigh gently and tucked himself back into his pants as she stood,
tugging her shorts on. Wasn t often he wore his dress blues, but she seemed to like them. He filed that
information away for possible future use.
Listen, I m sorry I didn t get in touch sooner. I caught a tricky case at work and spent all of my
days and most of my nights at the precinct or out in the field. I wanted to make sure we did this right.
That was the truth. He had considered calling, but that would ve crossed the line between a purely
sexual contract to something a man would have done with his girlfriend. He didn t break a date or
change plans, he just had taken longer to implement them.
It s fine. I wasn t sure if you d changed you mind or&
Oh, definitely not that. Her smile spurred him on and the words were out before he could stop
them. Are you meeting everyone at the carnival Sunday night? Galen and Lacey will be back from
Puerto Rico, so it should be fun.
She hesitated and his stomach cramped. What the hell had he brought that up for? This was his first
time doing a scene with someone who was also a friend of sorts, and he was cursing himself for
blurring the lines between the two.
I was thinking about it, she said before he could figure a way to backtrack. Are we& doing that?
I wasn t sure if we were supposed to avoid each other socially until our business had concluded or
not.
The idea didn t seem to concern her either way; she looked more perplexed than anything. No point
in making a mountain out of a molehill, then. Besides, keeping things as normal as possible would
make the transition back to the usual easier on everyone.
Fried food, balloon animals, and rickety-ass roller coaster? Where else would I be?
She ran a hand through her mussed hair. Okay, I guess I ll see you there, then.
The response made him way happier than it should have. He stalked back to his car, more
determined than ever to focus on their next scene. In fact, it wasn t like a date, so maybe he d skip the
carnival altogether.
The little voice he was determined to ignore spoke again, a single word this time.
Liar.
Chapter Six
Courtney stared in the mirror, filled with the sort of loathing usually reserved for family holidays and
orifice-doctor visits. After five outfits, three hairstyles, and six shoe changes, she was no closer to
being ready for the carnival than she d been when she started.
There was no reason for things to be so complicated. None. This wasn t even a date. It was like old
times, nobody to impress, same as ever. The group hanging out.
No big deal.
Mostly.
No matter how hard she tried to convince herself otherwise, everything was different, and no matter
how many outfits she tried on, there was no way around the fact that she felt completely naked.
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