never wanted this to end. She wanted him to go on fucking her all night. Until they collapsed from exhaustion.
Shattering, she stiffened with a cry, pulsing around his shaft. With a shout, he thrust deep and shuddered hard, shivering over her until his own release was complete. They stayed together for a few seconds, Gray kissing her shoulder repeatedly and whispering endearments into her skin. She enjoyed being connected to him, and in the afterglow, it felt like more than sex had occurred.
He pulled out, leaving her physically empty but satisfied in a way she hadnât been in ages. Maybe never. After giving him a kiss, she went into the living room and plucked a tissue from the box on an end table and brought it to him. He rolled the condom in it and tossed it in the garbage.
âStay?â she asked. Suddenly his answer meant the world. His grin was all the reassurance she needed.
âIâd love to. Shower first?â
âYou bet.â
She took him by the hand and led him to her shower, where they played for some time. The water ran cold and the wine went untouched that night.
Anna couldnât remember when sheâd been happier. Gray had been right. It was past time to live a littleâand thatâs exactly what she planned to do.
***
He was having the best damned dream of his life.
Warmth pooled in his groin, and he stirred with a groan. Lips surrounded him, enveloping his cock. Taking him deep, sucking.
Gradually Gray awoke, but the sensation intensified. He wasnât dreaming, then. His eyes popped open, his vision adjusting to the strange bedroom bathed in shadow. His eyes traveled south, and he stiffened even harder at the sight that greeted him.
Anna was crouched between his legs, sucking his cock. Naked, awash in moonlight, with her dark hair falling around her shoulders, she was a goddess of the night owning his body. And she could have all of him. Whatever she wanted, heâd gladly give.
She took him down her throat, then pulled back. Again and again, until he was almost mindless with lust. Next she licked down the length of his shaft to his balls and laved them, too. One, then the other, bathing them with her tongue, heightening his arousal to painful levels.
âGod, thatâs so good.â He sucked in a breath. âIâm going to come if you keep that up.â
âNot yet.â Her grin was barely visible in the darkness. âDo you have another condom?â
âIn my jeans pocket.â
She moved off the bed, rummaged around, and was back in a few seconds, holding up her prize. Deftly, she unwrapped the package and gloved him up. Then she blew his mind by straddling his lap, placing the head between the folds of her pussy.
âIâm going to ride you.â She pinched one of his nipples, and he bucked into her.
âShit, yes!â
Sinking onto his length, she began to move. Up and down, rubbing her clit along his cock and squeezing his rod. Sucking in a deep breath, he fought not to shoot too soon. It was a losing endeavor with her bouncing in his lap, breasts jiggling, sweet sex gripping him tight. Urging him over the edge.
Unable to hold back any longer, he came with a hoarse shout, filling the latex with his release. Above him she cried out, spasms rocking her slender body until finally she draped over his chest.
A wave of emotion swept over him as he brushed the damp hair from her face. The feeling scared him. He had no business bedding a potential suspect, much less falling for her. The sex had been mind-blowing, yet wrong on so many levels. He was supposed to think of her as a mark, a means to furthering his investigation, and he just couldnât.
He hoped like hell she would forgive him for this and for what he was about to do. He prayed sheâd understand that his actions now were simply to clear her of any wrongdoing, and for no other reason.
Easing Anna off him and to her side, he spooned her from behind until her
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