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Our lips were locked all the way up to her suite. I couldn’t get her clothes off fast enough when we stepped inside. I picked her up and lay her across the dining table in only her white lace thong. Standing at the table's edge, I grabbed her legs and pulled her forward, bending down and tasting what I’d been craving all day and night. Sexual moans escaped her lips as my mouth explored her. My hands reached up, groping her breasts and taking her hardened peaks between my fingers. Her body tightened, and the floodgates opened. Standing up, I took down my pants, opened my wallet, and found I had no more condoms left.

“Shit.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t have any condoms left.” I stared at her.

“Well, you’re not stopping now. I’m on birth control as long as you’re clean.”

“Really?” I cocked my head. “I’m as clean as they come. I take sexual health very seriously.”

“I bet you do.” A smirk crossed her lips.

Bringing her to the very edge of the table, I thrust inside her and gasped. The feeling of skin-to-skin contact was intoxicating, throwing me into euphoria. Soft moans escaped our lips as my grip on her hips tightened as I thrust in and out like a beast.

“Take me from behind,” she moaned.

Sweet music to my ears.

I flipped her over, her feet on the ground while her bodylay across the table. I thrust inside her, taking in the warmth that once again enveloped my hard, throbbing cock. Between her orgasms, sensual sounds, and the incredible feel of her, I couldn’t hold back. I pushed deep inside, halted, and exploded.

“Fuck, Morgan,” I grunted, straining to push out every last drop.

Pulling out of her, I turned her around and ran the back of my hand down her cheek while our eyes stared into each other.

“You’re an incredible woman.”

“I know.” The corners of her mouth curved upward, and I chuckled. “I think it’s time for you to head home.”

“You don’t want me to stay the night?” I asked.

“Not tonight.”

“Okay. Come to dinner with my brothers and me tomorrow at our mom’s house.” I ran my thumb along her cheek.

“Dinner again?”

“Yeah. We get together for dinner twice a month.”

“I don’t know, Roman.”

“What else do you have to do? Nothing. I’ll pick you up at four o’clock.” I turned and grabbed my clothes from the floor.

CHAPTER 17

Morgan

I woke up early the following morning and went to the police station to see if Detective Lambert was there.

“Morgan, what can I do for you?” he asked as I sat across from his desk.

“What would you think if I told you that I believe Gregory Williamson murdered his mother?”

“I’d say you’re crazy. He was a kid when she died. It was ruled a suicide.”

“Gregory was jealous of the relationship between his brother and mother. I also believe that Gregory couldn’t stand the thought of his father giving the V.P. position to Theo. What do you know about an underground sex club called Dirty Deeds?”

“Not much. Why?”

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