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Beast paused growling, but that had to be a coincidence. At least he didn’t resist as I headed back to the main house.

There was no sign of Cash and Trinity returning. I opened the back door and stepped inside. What should I do with the dog? If Cash was coming back, I didn’t want to leave Beast wandering loose. He was housebroken, but not people broken. I headed to Sophie’s room with him following me.

I heard Sophie brushing her teeth in the en suite. “What should I do with Beast?” I called.

I heard spitting, then she came back to the bedroom. “I’m not sure if I want him staring at us while we…”

“Maybe if we put down a towel in the bathroom?”

She pursed her lips. “We can give that a try, sure.”

“And if he decides to chew on it?”

“It’ll be worth it.” She grinned.

She’d washed her face, so the makeup was gone and she looked open and vulnerable, her dark hair swinging around her face. She went back into the bathroom and called me a moment later. She’d made a pile of towels in the corner by the tub.

“What do you think, Beast? Will this do?”

I picked him up and set him on the pile—he no longer snapped at me when I helped him. He turned several times,scratching, and finally lay down. I was ready to cheer until he pulled out a corner of one towel and started to chew.

I closed my eyes, mortified, but Sophie just laughed. “That’ll keep him busy for a while, won’t it?” I opened my eyes again when she grabbed my hand with hers. “I think I can provide better entertainment out here,” she promised.

I followed her, but said, “That’s a pretty high bar.”

“Then I’d better bring my A game.”

Chapter 29

It looks like a real guitar

Sophie

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss. We were both a little buzzed, which might be why it was more relaxed, less frantic. We weren’t chasing the peak but enjoying the ride to get there. For long minutes we stood, wrapped together, sometimes with his tongue searching me as he took the lead, and sometimes I chased into his mouth when I took over. My arms around his neck were relaxed and comfortable, and his around my waist held me close to him. Close, but not tight. Like we could do this for hours. When had I last enjoyed kissing like this?

“Mmmn. This is nice,” I whispered when we pulled apart for breath.

“It is.”

“Still…it might be nicer on the bed.”

He glanced at the bed, and then back at me. “And naked.”

I smiled. “And naked.”

I tugged at his shirt, pulling it out of his pants. I wanted to see him, feel his muscles and hair and skin under my hands,trace his abs and his tattoo with my tongue. One by one I undid the buttons to get rid of the dress shirt, pouting a little to find a T-shirt still blocked my access. He pulled the offending undergarment over his head.

I ran my hands over his chest. It was broad and toned. He worked hard to keep in playing condition, even though he rarely got to play. But that was like him. Loyal and committed. He moved his hands to the hem of my sweater, so I left my exploration for a few moments while he removed it. He slid his hands to the back of my bra and released the catch.

Slowly, we removed items till we were exposed to each other. I wasn’t self-conscious now—we’d been here before, and Remy never made me feel anything but beautiful and desirable. And he’d never failed to arouse a passion in me I didn’t know I was capable of. I took his hand and led him to my bed. We lay beside each other, staring but not speaking, till I leaned in to kiss him.

This time we let the urgency creep over us, kisses pressing over necks and nipples and noses. Hands moved over breasts and asses until I’d rolled a condom on his cock and he finally slid into me.

Even then, he didn’t rush. He moved in and out in long, unhurried, deep strokes, slowly winding me higher and higher. I closed my eyes to enjoy every pulse of pleasure coursing through my body. I didn’t remember sex being like this. My orgasm crept up, suddenly overwhelming me. I rode that peak for long minutes. As I came down, I felt him tense and come.

We fell asleep wrapped around each other, and made love in the morning when we woke up. I didn’t know this woman, so eager for sex. I ignored the voice in my head reminding me this was temporary. I’d enjoy everything I could, as long as possible.

Remy

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