Page 73 of Rio's Release

By the time I’m finished, my dick is hard as a rock and standing at attention.

I thread my fingers through her hair and pull her head back, then plunder her mouth, my tongue delving between her lips.

She moans into my mouth, and that’s all the invitation I need. Breaking off the kiss, I spin her around, position her hands on the tile wall, and spread her legs. Swirling my fingers at her entrance, I find her wet and ready for me.

I take my dick in my hand and circle the head around it, then up to tease her clit until she’s up on her toes, arching her back and thrusting her ass out and begging me so sweetly.

“Rio, please.”

I plunge inside, grab her hips and fuck her fast and hard until her breasts are bouncing.

Reaching around with one hand, I play with her until she’s close to orgasm, then reach up and pinch her nipple hard and she explodes, her pussy tightening around my dick.

I come long and hard inside her, wrapping my arms around her waist and holding us both upright.

Afterward, I gently wash her again between the legs, then shut off the water, wrap a towel around her and carry her to bed.

“Baby?” I wrap my arms around her and nuzzle her ear.

“Yes?” She turns her face into mine.

“I need to ask you something. That glass factory you talked about. Where was it? You remember the name of the place?”

She immediately stiffens in my arms. “Why are you asking me about that?” She waits, but I don’t answer. “Rio?”

“Shelby, what you said earlier today about how you hate I hid buying the garage from you?”

“Yes?”

“I don’t want to hide things from you. So, I’m gonna lay my cards on the table. You’re not gonna to have to worry about that fucking Deputy Carson ever again. I’m gonna take care of that problem.”

She shoves me away. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about you walking free of that fear. I’m talking about taking that off your shoulders.”

Her chin pulls to the side, but I think she already knows. “What do you mean, Rio? Tell me exactly what you’re planning to do?”

“I’m going to make that problem disappear.”

“You’re going to kill him. That’s what you’re talking about, isn’t it?” Her voice raises in anger. When I don’t say anything, she shakes her head. “You can’t.”

“Yeah, I can. No man touches you. I’ll kill any man who does, and that includes the past, too.”

“You can’t do that, Rio.”

“Yeah, babe, I can.” I climb from the bed, yank on my jeans and head to the door.

“Stop. Rio, wait.”

I pause with my hand on the doorknob and turn back to her. “Yeah?”

“There’s another reason.” She appears to struggle, trying to muster the courage to get her next words out.

I hesitate when I see her body language. She’s fidgety and nervous. She has all my attention now, my brows drawing together. “What is it, Shelby?”

“I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid of how you’d react.”

“Babe, you can tell me anything. Don’t you know that?”

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