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it. "Just let us pleasure you. Every part of you touched, stroked."
    His hand touched her face, pressing her upward as her back arched and Khalid slid inside her rear fully.
    Her head jerked up with a cry. A strangled scream as she began shuddering. Her eyes flared wide as she stared down at Chase. She could barely see him. A haze of white-hot pleasure filled her vision and tore through her body.
    "Fuck. She's coming, Khalid."
    "Ah, yes." Khalid sounded as though he were forcing the words past his lips. "So tight. So tight."
    They were moving. Sliding back and forth, retreat and invade until she felt it building inside her again, racing up her spine and blazing through her mind. Sparks ignited in front of her eyes, and she fought to buck between them, driving herself harder onto each penetration, feeling them fill her. Over and again, and crying out Chase's name as she felt herself dissolving between them.
    Their strokes inside her were harder, deeper. Male groans, curses, and finally, throttled groans filled her ears as she felt their cocks throb, ripple with their release.
    Kia was boneless between them now. Pleasure still suffused her, a brilliant haze of satiation wiping her mind of any cares, at least for the moment.
    Chase's arms surrounded her. She was still trembling in reaction.
    Still felt them inside her, hot, possessing her, the primal intensity of the act not lost on her.
    She wasn't going to regret it. If it never happened again, then this alone she would have to remember. The night Chase Falladay made two years of hell worth it.
    The night he had given her only pleasure.

Chapter 3

    It was three in the morning and the snow was piling high before the limo pulled to a stop at the covered entrance to her apartment building.
    The chauffeur opened the door smoothly and Chase stepped out before he turned to lift Kia from the vehicle. She gripped his shoulders as his hands spanned her waist, lifted her, then set her on the damp sidewalk beneath the marquee.
    Snow fell around them in thick, fat, lazy flakes. The wind had picked up a bit, blowing around her as she stared up at him, wrapped warmly with his overcoat over her dress. Khalid wouldn't let her leave the limo without it.
    "I'll take you up to your apartment." His arm went around her back as they moved to the doors.
    "Good morning, Ms. Rutherford." The doorman nodded politely as he opened the heavy glass doors to allow them in and nodded to Chase.
    "Good morning, Kenny." She smiled.
    It was close enough to morning. Like a fantasy, dawn was coming and when its fragile light began to spill over the city, this night would be nothing but a dream.
    Chase escorted her through the wide lobby to the bank of elevators at the far side. Her apartment, more a penthouse suite, was on the twenty-fifth floor, dark and cold, and lonely.
    Chase kept his arm around her, kept her close to his side as the elevator made its way too quickly to her floor and the doors slid open smoothly. Kia opened the tiny purse she carried, extracted the key, and found herself handing it to him.
    There was such arrogance in the way he had held out his hand for the key—command and dominance. Chase was a man used to doing certain things, to controlling too much around him.
    Kia pressed the security code by the door, and when he opened it, the lights were already on low throughout the apartment. She hated walking into the dark.
    They stepped inside, Chase's narrowed gaze raking over the small foyer and luxurious living room that opened out onto a balcony overlooking one of the larger parks.
    "I've been looking for another place," she said, feeling his gaze on her.
    "What's wrong with this?"
    The apartment was too large for one person. She'd known this for years, but had held on to it anyway. It had been awarded to her in the divorce agreement. With the bank of windows that looked out on the park, the large rooms, and the spacious layout, the penthouse would be easy to resell.
    She turned to him,