Page 46 of Back in Black

It suddenly dawned on her that Millie had gone too quiet.

“Hey.” She touched her arm. “Are you okay?”

Millie nodded, but she looked shaken. “It’s so stupid, but it still shakes me up to think about that man.”

“Drew Black.”

She looked away. “I’m sure he has a lot of enemies, but I can’t believe the caller named him as a target.” Shaking it off, Millie started her car and put it in drive. “One of these days, he’s going to get someone hurt.”

Or worse, Audrey thought. One day, Drew Black might get someone killed.

ANOTHER furtive search amplified frustration; Drew Black was nowhere in the crowd. Why hadn’t he been at the bar tonight? And where was he anyway? Off fucking with someone else’s life?

His plans changed so often, and he was so unpredictable, sabotaging him wasn’t easy.

That just meant the challenge of destroying him would be more fun. And in the end the world would be a better place.

A sound disturbed Gillian, but after being utterly sated from hours of rigorous, mind-blowing sex, lethargy made it impossible to focus. Drew slept wrapped around her with one large hand cupping her breast and his chest hair tickling her back. The heat from his big body added to her lassitude.

Heavenly. Unexpected. And probably foolhardy.

But she didn’t care. How could she after what they’d just shared? She’d read about superhot sex, and she’d seen made-up examples in the movies. She’d never thought to experience it firsthand.

The sound came again, nudging at her tired brain until she realized it was a cell phone. Not her ring, so it must be Drew’s.

She stirred enough to lift her head, and before she could speak Drew snuggled closer and said, “Ignore it.”

A glance at his bedside clock showed it wasn’t late. Only about eleven P.M. Gillian smiled. They’d started their sexual marathon before dinner, and though neither of them were used to early nights, they’d both been sleeping soundly.

“It could be important.”

He shifted, and his mouth touched her shoulder at the same time she felt him press his erection against her bottom.

“Thisis important.” The hand at her breast got busy, cuddling, stroking, exploring as if he hadn’t already gotten acquainted with her each and every curve.

Crazy as it seemed, desire started a slow burn inside her. “What if it’s Dickey?”

“I’ll kill him.” Opening his mouth on her nape, Drew sent tingles down her spine. His thumb circled around her nipple, then over it, and the already sensitive peak grew taut.

“Drew . . .” Breathless, she caught his wrist. “Wait.”

“I hope that’s a joke.” With her trying to slow him down, he slid his hand relentlessly along her body until he could press his strong fingers between her legs. “Yeah,” he said when he felt her heat and the way she tensed in pleasure. “Definitely a joke.”

The phone went silent. With that issue resolved, Gillian tried to move to her back to accept more of Drew’s attention, but he forestalled that plan.

“No, I like you like this.” And then lower, his voice a growl: “I love your ass.” He moved against her until his erection slid along her cleft.

“Drew . . .” He was by far the most sexual man she’d ever met. For him, nothing seemed forbidden as long as she enjoyed it, too.

“You like it doggy style, Gillian? Because I do.”

“I don’t know.” She was far from inexperienced, but her bedroom pleasures had always been less than adventurous. Missionary style with the lights low; never with so much chitchat.

“Yeah? Let’s find out.” He leaned up to look at her. “Stay put while I get a condom.” Hastily he rolled to his side of the bed. Lying on her left side, away from him, Gillian let her mind imagine all sorts of things, like how Drew would look as he handled himself, rolling on the condom. She closed her eyes and resisted the urge to turn and watch him.

In seconds, she heard the nightstand drawer open, the crinkling of a condom packet, and then Drew was back.

Arranging her as he pleased, he wedged one arm under her neck and across to her chest to give his hand access to her breasts. Cupping her knee with his other hand, he urged her right leg higher—and then she felt the head of his penis at her sex.

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