Page 35 of Unmasked Legacy

“Yep.”

I hiss between my teeth as he picks up the pace.

“If you cum on my back, I’m going to punch you.” I gasp when his hand moves a little lower, just resting above my pubic bone.

He’s teasing me.

The asshole.

“Noted.”

His voice is husky and his breath ragged as his hand moves faster, and I know he’s close. Just before he finds his release, he reaches for a towel on the sofa and pulls it between us, then his groan of pleasure fills my ears as he cums. I’m wet, I can feel it, and it’s horrifying. I’m so turned on by this man, I can’t even think.

At any point I could have left.

He wouldn’t have actually stopped me.

Releasing me, he turns and walks away, casually, as if nothing happened.

“Do you make it a habit to trap girls while you have a wank, or am I the only lucky one?”

He pulls on a pair of jeans, grinning at me. “Kitten, I didn’t trap you. You wanted to stay.”

“Did not,” I mutter, more to myself than him.

Focus, Mera.

“I found this on my car this morning.”

I walk over, handing him the locket. He opens it, staring at the picture, and his brows furrow.

“I can’t read what it says, I was hoping you could help.”

Turning, he walks toward the desk in the far corner and digs through a drawer before pulling out a magnifying glass. He brings the locket up, staring down at it, then nods for me to comeover. I do, rushing over and looking through the magnifying glass. There, I see the wordsWhere the river whispers secrets.

What?

What is that supposed to mean?

I shake my head in confusion. “Is that some sort of clue?”

Wolfe’s jaw is tight as he nods. “Someone is playin’ with you, that much is certain. They’re leadin’ you on a fuckin’ chase.”

Great.

“It makes no sense, though.”

“Only one river in town,” Wolfe mutters. “We start there.”

“Who would do this?”

Something flashes across Wolfe’s face, that same dark expression I can’t read. The one that niggles at me, telling me he knows a whole lot more than he is letting on. I’m probably wrong, but I feel as though he is helping me to keep me close so he can monitor the situation, what I don’t know is why.

“Is there something you’re not telling me about all of this?” I dare to ask.

His eyes darken. “Why the fuck would you think that?”

“Just a feeling.”

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