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She climbed onto his lap, and he smoothed out her hair from her face.

“I don’t like the idea of you going out there. If that guy really is as bad as you say he is—”

“That’s why I’m bringing my cousins. Don is a PI, and he has some useful contacts in the city. He already has some feelers out. And Ro grew up with Derek when he mostly hung around on the streets. If anyone can talk to him, hopefully it’s Ro.”

“Can I go with you?”

He chuckled and said, “No you cannot, lioness. I need you here to protect our cub.”

She rolled her eyes and said, “Let’s get you in the shower.”

“That’s the best idea I’ve heard all night.” He wouldn’t mind rinsing Ryleigh while sobering up in the shower.

“I bet it is,” she said with a smile in her voice.

He stood from the bed and kicked off his shoes. When he tugged at his socks, he wobbled back onto the bed, making her giggle.

He wasn’t disturbed and went on undressing himself. He got rid of his shirt and threw it behind his back. “I want to lick you all over in the shower. Kiss your pussy and suck up all your cream.”

“Only you can go from philosophical and poetic to dirty talk in the blink of an eye.”

He picked her up and walked her over to the shower stall while she laughed and joked some more about him being a caveman.

When they both were fully undressed, he slid into the shower stall behind her, engulfing her with his arms. Ryleigh turned and trailed a path of open mouth kisses from his shoulder blade to his heart, where she lingered on a sweet kiss.

His hands slid down her upper back, following the flair of her hips. He then palmed her ass and held her so close, his erection slid up between them, trapped in between their abdomens.

He lifted her legs, placed them on his hips, opening her up to him. When he slid inside of her, he had to close his eyes for a moment to regain control. His dick wanted to slam home and fuck her fast and hard.

Delaying the orgasm that already started tingling up his spine would ultimately reward him with much more pleasure for the both of them.

Ryleigh bucked against him, seeking more friction as her engorged clit connected with his skin.

“What do you need, darlin’?”

“I need you… ah, I need you to go harder…”

He kept the same pace, demanding even more of her senses to awaken before she’d finally come.

“Keen… I’m so close, but I need…”

His finger slipped between them and her nails dug into his skin on his shoulders.

“Yes. Right there.”

After putting more pressure on her clit, Ryleigh bumped the back of her head against his shower tiles, crying out in ecstasy.

Seeing her come undone was the final straw for him, and his arms and legs shook from the strength it took to hold up Ryleigh throughout his orgasm.

Her head seemed to have found its favorite spot in the crook of his neck.

“Let’s go to bed, darlin’.”

Tomorrow would be a new day. But first, he wanted to hold her close all night. Because who knew what he would come across in New York. He had a bad feeling that the worse was yet to come.


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