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Joey growled as her mouth sucked the taste of her own body off his fingers. “That’s a good girl, cleaning up after yourself.” He then withdrew his fingers and snatched her up off the counter. Her hands grabbed onto his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist.

Her mouth kissed along his jaw and down over the spread of his tattoo of raven wings along his neck. “You better finish what you started.”

“Mm, and if I don’t?” With his hands grasping her by the curves of her ass, he carried her over to the fridge where he pressed her back up against it, letting the hard bulge straining against his sweats press up against her bare pussy.

Her teeth playfully nipped at his lower lip, tugging at it. “I may need to hire someone to abduct you and bring you to an abandoned building so that I can have my way with you.”

His grin widened. His movements shifted to tug at the waist of his sweatpants, allowing his cock to spring out already locked and loaded ready for her. A drop of precum glistened at the tip. “As much as I would like to see you try,” he lowered her hips so that his head pressed against the entrance of her pussy teasingly, “I’d rather be the one doing the abductions and having my way with you.”

“Mmhmm. Just shut up and fuck me.” Layne leaned over and locked her mouth onto his.

She didn’t have to tell Joey twice, he pushed himself into her slowly to enjoy the way her body felt as it welcomed his cock’s invasion. He groaned as Layne’s moan vibrated against his mouth.

Layne immediately felt a wave of pleasure as he fully sank into her. Her hips pressed back against him while he filled her. She tilted her head back slightly as far as the fridge door behind her would allow as she let the sensations overcome her.

He took his time laying kiss after kiss along her skin, starting along her jaw and traveling toward her neck. His hips slowly pulled himself back from her body before reentering at the same speed. Joey wanted to enjoy each moment of savoring her body. The neck of his tee on her tiny frame sloped down to expose her left shoulder. Joey’s mouth found the shiny bullet-sized scar on her shoulder. He swiped his tongue over it, lapping over the healed gunshot wound to try and erase the bad memories associated with it.

Her hands ran over the tops of his shoulders and down onto his upper back where her nails dragged across his skin. The way his length paused up against her sweet spot had subtle chills of desire running over her body.

As he continued to press that slow and decadent assault on her body, it was more than skin-deep. The feelings welling up inside of Layne weren’t anything that she was accustomed to. It was a slow burn of desire that wasn’t just tugging deep and low in her core. No, it was a tugging of feelings and warmth inside of her chest.

“Joey…” Her breathy voice whispered as she brought her eyes to meet his.

Using one hand to support her, he lifted the other to take hold of her face and passionately kiss her. Their bodies continued to grind against one another. It was a much different pace and swirl of sensations than the other night on top of the parking garage. This was something far more intimate.

It was unclear how much time passed, but each push into her brought her right up to the edge of release. Joey’s hands tightened up on her legs that remained locked around him. “Layne,” his words spoken against her lips. “I’ve missed everything about you.”

She pressed her forehead up against his while her lips caressed over his between each heavy breath released. “I haven’t been able to breathe without you.” Her clutch on him tightened up as her body shook as it spilled over the edge and crashed into complete ecstasy.

When her body tightened down around him and her flood of desire coated his cock, he shuddered and the apex of his pleasure was unleashed. Joey pushed himself deep within her, trying to plow past the physical limitations as his release filled the depths of her body.

They both remained there heavily breathing in each other’s embrace. Layne slumped forward, her face buried in the crook of his neck as she held onto him for dear life. With an arm underneath her ass for support and one around her back, he stepped back away from the fridge. He inhaled the scent of her dewy skin below her jaw, planting several more kisses on it as they both came down from their orgasms.

After they both were adequately recovered, Joey made sure to reheat the breakfast he had prepared for her. He carried a plate over to the modest kitchen table where Layne sat. Her plate was full of a little bit of everything for her to feast on after expending all their energy on one another. She smiled up at him, a smile that hadn’t left her face since the second he had given her a hell of a way to wake up this morning.

“Can’t have you leaving here hungry,” he stated as he set the plate down before her.

Layne couldn’t even imagine eating given how satisfied she already was. “I don’t think you have to worry about that.”

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Layne hated it, but now she had confirmation that Eric was watching her every move a lot closer than she anticipated. It left her feeling paranoid about how far he was willing to take things. Not to mention that Joey was going to have to be extraordinarily careful about his visits to her house.

Yesterday’s breakfast with Joey had left her feeling renewed and refreshed in so many ways. For a small amount of time, he had managed to melt all her worries away. However, there was still the unsolved complication of salvaging her family’s floundering business operations.

Feeling more optimistic than she had felt in some time, she was ready to take on this new day. She tossed on a pair of dark leggings with her knee-high boots and a cozy sweater knit with loose stitches so one got glimpses of the ivy tank top underneath. Her hand grabbed her coat and keys on her way out the front door.

As she stepped outside, she was greeted by two men dressed in boring black suits coming up the walkway to her door. Layne hadn’t been expecting company.

“Can I help you?” She hoped not. Layne was planning a pitstop at Rebecca’s to borrow a book, Warlock: A Strange Grove Novel, that had been recommended to her before meeting with the skeleton crew that still worked for the O’Reilly organization. Now was not the time to be asked about her satisfaction with her cable service by some salesmen.

Both men stopped, blocking her pathway. The taller man with a dark olive complexion nodded at her without so much as a smile. “Yes, Mr. Ellis has requested you join him for lunch.”

Layne tilted her head, unable to hold back the look of disbelief that he had actually sent his people for this. “You can tell him I already have plans.”

When she went to sidestep them, they stepped along with her, maintaining an obstruction. She sighed and shook her head. “I don’t have time for this. Get out of my way.”

The slightly shorter of the two men reached out for her arm. “We must insist you come with us, miss.”

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