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Her tanned skin glistened in the sun as I ran my hands over her tan lines. God damn, she was stunning. No wonder I had a hard time controlling myself. But the couple of minutes recovery gave me the confidence to enter her again.

I took my time, slowly sliding in and out. Faith’s head fell back and she moaned softly up to the sky. Her hips pressed onto me with insistence, but I maintained the measured pace. Her hair cascading down her back taunted me, begging to be pulled. But I refrained, not only because it was probably too soon to ask if she’d like that. I knew damn well that slinking my fingers into her hair, making a fist and pulling ever so gently, would push me over the edge.

Reaching around her, my fingers found her clit instead, teasing it while I moved in slow strokes. Focusing on her pleasure helped distract me from mine. I’d learned how she liked to be touched, so it didn’t take long before she was squirming. As her moans climbed, her hips slammed back into me. I tried to steady them with my free hand while she screamed, “Oh my God, Coulter.”

I bit my lip as hard as I could and prayed I could resist the thing I wanted more than anything. When her head fell forward, and she panted as the orgasm passed, I finally let out a breath. I’d done it.

Emboldened with confidence, I thought I might be able to make it through one more round if I took another pause. So I slowly slipped out of her, stroking her back. Faith looked back at me, her eyes glazed over. She raised up, staggering for a step as she came to her feet.

I pulled her into my arms with a chuckle. “Come here,” I said, scooping her up in a kiss. It wasn’t the best plan for regaining control because kissing her turned me on more than just about anything else in the world. But being outside her taut little pussy was enough to stop the impending eruption. As our lips moved in a slow, sweet rhythm, my dick stopped pulsing and I started to relax.

Then… Faith pulled away from the kiss, grinning while she grabbed me. Her fingers didn’t quite reach one another around the base of my erection, but they clamped firmly and moved up and down, massaging the bottom half of my shaft. I groaned, and went to reach for her hand to unwrap it, but she shocked me by dropping to her knees.

“There’s something I haven’t been able to do yet,” she said, smiling up at me. Before I could protest, her mouth was over the head of my cock. My hips pulled back in an effort to escape, but her hands were firmly on my ass, drawing me into her mouth. Deeper and deeper.

Damn, she was good. I lost myself in the pleasure for long enough to forget I was trying to stop myself from hurling toward my climax. And just like that, it was back.

This time there was no stopping it. I panicked, pushing her shoulders, but she resisted, sucking me intently. I pulled my hips back, simultaneously pushing her away as hard as I could. The sharp stinging sensation from her teeth raking up my shaft helped me choke back the ejaculation until I wasout of her mouth, but before I could redirect it, I shot my wad right on her angel face.

My mouth twisted in horror. “Oh fuck. I’m so sorry, Faith.” I reached to wipe the milky white spatter from her cheek and eye, but she swatted at my hand, giggling.

“Don’t be sorry. That was actually kinda hot,” she said, gingerly dabbing the cum from her eyelid. Instead of wiping the rest of it from her face, she rubbed it in. “They say it’s good for your skin.”

I stared at her in awe, my body aflame with the aftershock of ecstasy, and smiled.

“You are full of surprises,” I said, wrapping her in my arms. This woman got better by the minute. She was the silver lining in the dark cloud that had hung over me since Christmas Eve.

CHAPTER 19

FAITH

My phone rang just as I turned into the station parking lot. Laura was finally calling me back after I’d tried her twice last night. Work could wait a few minutes. Sharing my news could not.

“Finally! I was beginning to wonder if you’d been kidnapped,” I chided.

“Sorry about that,” she said, “I had a hot date.”

“Tinder or Bumble?” I asked, since Laura was a dating app expert.

“Hinge. You should try that one.”

I told you, dating apps are useless in the Keys. It’s too small. But it turns out I didn’t need one. I had a hot date too.”

“What?!” Laura shouted so loud I recoiled, pulling the phone away from my ear. “Who’s the lucky guy?”

I couldn’t stop smiling, and felt like a giddy high schooler. “Believe it or not… Coulter Rodman.”

“The one you said was off limits since he’s a suspect?”

“He’s no longer a suspect. New evidence cleared him. I went to give him the good news and ended up spending the night… and all day yesterday,” I blurted before sucking in a deep breath.

“Holy shit! That’s awesome, Faith. He’s a hottie, and he seemed like a really nice guy. That’s a rare combination.”

“You’re telling me,” I chuckled, “I’m the one who hasn’t had a date in over six months.”

“He’s a catch!” Laura said, before adding, “and so are you. I bet he knows that though. He was obviously into you on New Year's Eve.”

“I tried not to let myself think about him that way then.”

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