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hair fell over her neck, and hers spread across my chest. She widened her thighs.
    “Yeah.”
    “Don’t. Just take it. Take me.” With my hands keeping her still, I rolled my hips. My cock appeared in the mirror, a long thick shiny shaft burrowing into her cunt.
    So hot and hard, I speared inside her. Holding onto one hip and one tit, I rocked into her. My head fell to her shoulder where I sucked her skin with a groan.
    Ashe squealed when I powered inside and I liked that sound so much I pulled out and did it again. “You’ve still got another few inches to take, Ashe. If you don’t take my whole cock you don’t get any of it.”
    “Fuck, Brodie!”
    “Having second thoughts, Officer?” It was all I could do to keep my voice steady.
    “No way. Fuck me.”
    “You got it.” On the balls of my feet, I belted into her.
    Ashe moved with me, accepting every inch.
    “Please!” She fucked back onto me.
    “Need more?”
    “ Yessss .”
    Swirling my fingers around her nipples, I rode her, rooted inside her, and flexed even deeper.
    “Good?” I grunted. My piercings were always a crowd pleaser, a g-spot tickler.
    She hung onto the sides of the mirror, throwing her head back. “Yes! Right there.”
    “ Ahh . Fuck, babe. Don’t move.”
    What a joke. She writhed in orgasm, dancing her ass back to my groin and her hot pussy along my dick.
    As soon as she stopped coming, I withdrew. My cock wet with her, I lifted her in my arms.
    “We done already?” She wound her arms behind my neck.
    “Not by a long shot.”
    I held her to me as I made my way to the bed. As soon as she slid onto it, I crouched above her. Trailing kisses up her taut stomach, I stopped when I hit a soft starfish of skin, almost hidden behind her flowery ink. I knew about wounds and scars from my sis—the past concealed—but the puckered flesh beneath Ashe’s ribs was from a gunshot.
    “What the fuck have you been through?”
    “Just part of the job.” Her husky laugh didn’t settle me.
    “Are there more?”
    “Another one below my right shoulder blade. They missed the mark.”
    “Jesus Christ, Ashe.”
    “Don’t. Don’t look at me differently, Brodie. I need you inside me. I need this.” She spread her legs beneath me.
    My cock arrowed to her heat. I eased on top of her, my hard chest against her soft breasts. I framed her delicate face between my hands—my ballbuster police officer had disappeared, and the hardcore biker babe slipped away. All that was left was the two of us, naked with each other.
    “Are you sure?” I asked through gritted teeth.
    “You’ve been through worse than me, Brodie. We’re both survivors.”
    I surged inside her, the truth of her words cutting through the hate of our past.
    “Oh yes!”
    Enveloped in Ashe’s warmth, I stilled. I kissed her until her hips kicked up. She hiked her legs over my ass, pressing me forward. We moved so completely together, I knew I’d never be the same.
    She wasn’t a fast lay, an easy fuck.
    She wasn’t my enemy or out to get me.
    Ashe got at me with her heels spurring me on. I dropped over her until we met, thrust for thrust. She arched into my arms with a shout of my name, and I bowed over her, breaking apart inside her. My body froze, my cock surged, my voice broke as I shouted and released.
    When I came down, I had no idea how many minutes, hours, days has passed. She’d done me that good. Dazed, I disposed of the rubber and slipped into bed beside her.
    I cupped her ass as she snuggled against my side.
    I dropped a kiss to her cheek.
    “Stay with me,” I said, but Ashe was already asleep.
    ****
    We woke sometime in the hazy early hours of the morning. Ashe’s soft kisses down my chest to my stomach stiffened my cock. I pulled her up to my lips, sliding my tongue along the seam of her mouth before I withdrew.
    We lay side by side, propped up on our elbows. The last of the moonlight filtered into my hotel room and splashed across us on the big bed. Lazily