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the bed with her shudders.
    Dani gasped, “Yes. Fuck me. Come on.”
    “Like this?” Ash drove deeper. Crudely. Ramming into her.
    She was so close, she was shaking, every muscle tensing and pulsing. Her legs quivered from the strain of staying upright when they needed to fold. Blood raced through her limbs too fast to carry the oxygen needed and her head spun. She leaned her knees against the bed
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    so she wouldn’t sink down in a heap. All she wanted was to surrender, to let it all wash over her, to lose herself completely.
    The Þ nal shock of orgasm tore through her body, wrenching the breath from her chest and blossoming from her core to her extremities.
    Her low animal cries merged with Dani’s small scream of release and sweat broke across her skin. She slumped down over the body beneath hers, gasping and shaking as she caught her breath. When Karlah began struggling at the bottom of the body heap, Ash carefully withdrew her hand from its warm wet sheath in Dani. Ignoring the weak cry of protest, she rolled off and fell ß at on her back against the cool sheets, unable to think, let alone move.
    For a while all three women lay in silence, their breathing gradually slowing down, then Karlah crawled off the bed and Ash heard bathroom sounds followed by a metallic rattle. She forced her eyes open as the bed sagged next to her. Karlah was sitting on the edge with a black doctor’s bag on her lap. From this, she pulled a strap and dildo and dropped them a few inches from Ash’s face.
    “My turn,” she said brightly.
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    A couple of hours later, Ash extricated herself from a tangle of limbs.
    “I should get going,” she said, sliding off the bed. It was almost two a.m.
    Smiling through the mumbles of dissent, she gathered her clothes and boots and headed for the bathroom. Her legs felt like rubber and her head spun from hours of nonstop exertion. Strange, she thought as she stood beneath the jets of hot water, normally she couldn’t get away fast enough after an encounter and held off showering until she was back in her hotel. But knowing she wasn’t guilty of leaving a woman alone in bed after sex made her more at ease. Dani and Karlah had each other. They were lovers, she’d discovered as the night wore on, not just friends with beneÞ ts. She didn’t have to feel bad.
    She was drying off when she became aware of a female voice she hadn’t heard before. Someone was angry. Ash couldn’t make out what was being said but she reached instinctively beneath the clothing she’d piled on a chair by the vanity. She always carried a handgun, even when
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    she felt safe. Unclipping the Sig’s safety catch, she padded to the door and cracked it open just enough so she could see what was going on.
    “Get the fuck out of here,” Dani shrilled. “You can’t order me around in my own home.”
    “This is Tamsin Powell’s house and you are trespassing.” The reply ß owed like husky caramel. Ash craned to see who the startling voice belonged to—someone who should seriously consider phone sex as an occupation.
    “Where’s Tamsin?” Dani snapped.
    “Downstairs. She doesn’t want to see you.”
    Ash’s neck prickled and her nipples tightened. Trying to fathom how any voice could affect her so much when she was this exhausted, she replayed it in her mind. Wry smokiness tempered with a sexy girlish lilt. The result—an awesome combination of Anne Bancroft and Marilyn Monroe. This woman could say anything and it would sound like verbal foreplay. Unfortunately she was out of sight, obscured by the open bedroom door. Ash imagined a Kim Basinger look-alike. Tall.
    Classy. Unattainable. A real woman.
    “I don’t know who you think you are.” Dani’s nasal whine seemed more pronounced all of a sudden, grating across Ash’s nerves. “But if Tamsin wants me out of here, she can tell me herself.”
    “Listen carefully, both of you.” Softly spoken. Sexy as