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self-lubricated.  She could feel the moistness as it increased along with her passion.  The intoxicating musk of his body wafted over her. 
    His hand backed out of the robe and unbuttoned the front of her robe, the hand returned, moving and exploring.  I nside her panties he found the moist, silky hair that guarded the entrance to her inner core.  She spread her legs slightly, granting permission to enter.  A finger entered, exploring the moist, wet interior that was the essence of Rebecca.
    She pulled back.  “What’s the matter,” he asked.  “Did I hurt you?”
    “No, no you didn’t hurt me.”   Then she said, “Let’s go into the bedroom.”
    He stood, sliding an arm under her bottom and carried her into the bedroom.  He gently laid her on the bed.  He removed the holster containing his Glock and placed it on a chair, just within reach of the bed.  He unbuttoned his shirt and placed it on the chair over the Glock, soon to be joined by his socks and trousers.  She watched as he pulled his undershirt over his head, revealing the dark curly hair on his chair.  Her eyes widened taking in this fine physique of a man.  He never took those green eyes from her as he slid his shorts to the floor and stepped out of them.
    She stood and shed her robe.  Just as she had watch him shed his shorts, he watched her slide her panties to the floor.  Her eyes were fixed on his face, trying to determine whether he approved of the woman before him.  His hoarse whisper broke the silence.  “My God, you are beautiful.”  He reached his arms out for her and she eagerly moved into them.  She flipped the covers back with one hand while her other hand grasped the large swollen limb that was his manhood.  She stroked it gently, her eyes closed.  She heard the rip of a covering and the movement as a sheath slid over the hardened member that she wanted inside her.  He rolled her to her back and mounted her.  His hand moved his cock over the entrance to her vault, teasing, touching her clitoris, moving over it.  She arched her back and thrust upwards, wanting more of the cock, begging, needing and wanting.  Timing the movement, he met her up thrust with a downward thrust of his own.  A loud “Ahhhhhh” escaped her lips, as her legs wrapped about his hips.

Chapter 7
    “Now doesn’t this present a lovely picture of our tax dollars hard at work?”  Matt saw the sneering face of the widely hunted Ricardo Valdacci.  He gathered himself for a leap for his Glock.  “Don’t even think about it.  I’ll drop you before you get halfway.  I assure you, I am an expert with this,” he said in a calm voice.  “And the lovely Rebecca.  I must admit you are even lovelier than I first thought, but then you had most of your charms hidden.”
    She reached for the coverlet.  In the same calm voice, he said, “I don’t think so.  I rather like the view.  Now where is my merchandise?”
    She stood defiantly before him.  “I don’t have it.  I turned it in when I saw the bottom had been opened.  I saw what was in it and turned it in to the FBI.”
    “I know it isn’t at the shop.  I searched it and I searched the house.  You didn’t bring it when you came in the house.  “Rebecca, are you lying to me.  If you lie to me, I will shoot this fine specimen of a man you seemed to enjoy so much.”
    “I’m not lying.  I turned it over to the FBI after you tried to take it from me in the restaurant.”
    Matt said, “She’s telling you the truth, Valdacci.  It has been turned over to our lab for analysis.  Neither of us has it.”
    “Then you had better conjure up a way to get it back, or you die and so will the lovely Rebecca.  She will not die before she has experienced all of my charms and ministrations.  I will get my product or I will get my pound of flesh.”  His laugh was one filled with triumph.  He knew he had won.
    “You have one hour to get my merchandise here or deliver $100,000 to