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he’d hammered her in her apartment. Best not to think about that now.
    “Good to know. What’s the plan?”
    “Get you juiced. Force you to transform. I’ll let you work your mojo then see how it goes.”
    “If I go too far? I don’t want to hurt you, Detective. I really don’t.”
    “It’s Moses. Call me that or stud,” he said with a waggle of his eyebrows. “I’ll answer to both.”
    She gave him a quick, tight smile. “He’s watching, isn’t he?”
    “Yeah, for the duration. But we’re both gonna forget about that.”
    “You’ll be completely at her mercy.”
    “And maybe the thing inside you knows I’m willing.” He shrugged. “She won’t feel like she has to go crazy on my ass to hold me down.”
    Her lips curved up at the corners in a whimsical smile. “But I might. There are things I’ve wanted to do…”
    “I’ll love it all,” he said in a soothing tone. “Promise. But right now, I have to open my damn pants.”
    “Feeling a little constricted?”
    “Baby, I’ve never been so hard, so long. You’re some kinda jacked-up Viagra.”
    Melanie laughed. “Then maybe I’m not all bad.”
    “That’s the hope, sweetheart.”
    Taking a step, she started toward him.
    He held up a hand to halt her. “Let’s undress where we stand. If you touch me, my legs might not hold me up long enough to get to the bed.”
    Her head canted. “Think I can’t resist touching you if you’re in reach?”
    “Huh. I can barely stand it from here. I figured you must be feelin’ the same.”
    “Ain’t that the truth,” she muttered.
    His fingers felt clumsy, but he managed to quickly shed his clothing, letting it fly around the room. She did the same. Tossing the necklace first. When they were both nude, they stood apart, gazes trailing up and down in long, sensual teases. His paused on her ripe breasts, on the distended nipples, so tight and protruding they made his mouth water with the urge to bite and suckle. When he moved down to her pussy, his chest tightened. Breathing stalled.
    Her brown thatch was wet.
    Melanie’s hand slid between her legs, a finger tucked between the folds, and she swirled the tip around and around. “Like some of this, Moses?”
    His cock jerked. Still hard. Still so tight he thought his skin might split like a grilled sausage. He hissed between his teeth. “Baby, I hurt. You keep doin’ that, I’m gonna want to see how wet you are inside.”
    A smile teased her lips. “Think I’ll mind?”
    “Don’t know if I can stand it. I’m so hard I’ve gotta come. I don’t think I can until you change.”
    “Do you know how to force it?”
    “Navarro gave me some advice. Seems you have to come first. That it releases endorphins into your blood. That’s the trigger.”
    “Okay.” She nodded swiftly, her face reddening. “Want me to masturbate?”
    Damn, was she just about perfect? “Baby, no, I wanna eat you out.”
    She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth then let it pop out. “Jesus.”

Chapter Five
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    M oses lifted his chin. “Baby, get up on the bed.”
    Melanie turned, her cute butt flexing as she strutted toward the large four-poster bed. When she reached it, she crawled up, her ass pointed right at him, letting him see everything—sweet wet pussy framed by pale thighs, her dark hole winking.
    “Fuck,” he muttered under his breath, hoping someday she’d take him in the ass, because he didn’t think there’d be anything hotter in this world.
    Hell, he hoped he’d get the chance to have her every way he could imagine, turn her inside out. He wanted her under him, on him, riding his face. His cock jerked and pulsed. “Fuck, fuck,” he hissed. Stiff-legged, he followed her to the bed.
    He glided a palm over each round cheek then cupped her pussy from behind.
    Her sweet sex clenched and wet him. He drew away then clapped his hand against her, the slap making her ass jiggle.
    “Moses! God, Moses,” she said, her back dipping as she raised her