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Cora rounded the building and hopped onto the sidewalk beside him. "If you haven't noticed, I'm much bigger than Daisy."

"Thank fuck for that, babe."

She laughed, going up the steps of the pool house. He saw nothing funny. She had the perfect body. Her curves fit her. And she fit perfectly against him.

Daisy opened the pool house door, motioning them inside. "Bane's shutting off the alarm."

"Alarm?" Wire stepped inside. "What changed around here?"

The cameras stayed on during work hours and shut off once the pool closed. That was why Havlin members always came after hours.

"The insurance company keeps making adjustments to the policy. First the cameras, and now they want door alarms when no one is here." Daisy shrugged. "But, I got you covered. Have fun, guys. Bane and I'll hang out in the office and keep an eye out in case anyone drops by."

Cora hugged Daisy. "You're a rule breaker. I never would've guessed."

"Bane's a bad influence." Daisy laughed. "I'm the innocent one."

Wire patted Cora's ass. "Do you have a suit for her?"

"Better than a suit. I have brand new lifeguard tanks. It'll be a little long but should cover all the important bits." Daisy crossed the room.

"Since when did we worry about suits?" Bane sat in the chair in front of the computer. "Initiate her like I initiated Daisy."

Daisy looked over her shoulder at her husband. "Yeah, yeah, Havlin members don't wear trunks. Rule number one."

Cora looked at Wire. "She's joking—."

"Nope." He caught the shirt Daisy threw across the room. "Follow me."

She grabbed his hand and went with him into the dressing room. He helped her off with her shirt and then stood back and watched her undo her bra. His cock hardened. There was something magical about the way her breasts spilled out of the material, almost as if they sighed with relief at gaining their freedom.

He took off his vest. If he reached over and palmed her breasts, he'd find them warmer than any other part of her body. That was such a turn-on for him. Nothing was sweeter than rolling over in bed and having a handful of warmth to get him going.

She wiggled out of her panties. "Maybe I should leave them on."

"No." He kicked off his boots and undid his belt.

He put his pistol on the bench. While here, Bane had his back and would protect Daisy and Cora.

She slipped the tank over her head, pulled it over her breasts, and tugged it over her hips. He whistled.

She held the hem of the shirt and bowed or dipped, or whatever it was that ladies do. Wire let his jeans fall and stepped out of them.

Cora glanced down at his cock and raised her brows. "You're going to walk out there with that?"

"As long as you're looking like that, I'll have this." He fisted the base of his cock.

She danced to him and placed her hand over his. "I could help you."

He removed his hand. "Do what you do, babe."

"Here?" She looked around the dimly lit dressing room.

"It won't take long." He widened his stance.

Cora used his jeans to cushion her knees and placed herself at his feet. He cupped the back of her head, bringing her mouth to his cock. Wet warmth encompassed him and took the chill out of the air.

Her mouth suctioned down on him. His ball sac tightened and throbbed in pleasure.

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