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He growled deep in his throat when he found me hot and ready for him.His wet finger circled my clit several times before he pulled his hands away.He took over my struggle with his jeans and quickly shoved them down his legs.Seconds later, he wrapped his hands around my waist and lifted me against the wall.I picked up my legs, letting my underwear fall forgotten to the floor, as I wrapped my legs around his waist.His hard latex covered cock pressed against my belly and I whimpered.

Devon lifted me slightly, positioning himself at my entrance.I wrapped my arms up his back until my hands came up over his shoulders, pulling him tighter against my body.He thrust upwards while letting me drop down onto him, sinking all the way into me in one swift stroke.I groaned as my body shuddered and clenched around him.He lifted me again, stroking in and out of my body with swift strong movements.My fingers curled into his skin and I had to break away from his kiss, tipping my head away from Devon's body as his strokes became stronger.He was close and it was pushing me closer.I bit my bottom lip to keep from biting him, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over my body.

Devon dropped his head against the wall beside mine."Wow."

"You can say that again."I struggled to catch my breath.

Devon picked up his head and kissed me.I flinched when the pressure on my lips stung where I'd bitten myself.He pulled back and looked down at me.A frown formed on his face."Why'd you bite your lip?"

"To keep from biting you, the urge was just that strong."

His scowl deepened."I don't like you hurting yourself."

"I didn't hurt at the time.That little bit of pain at just the right moment actually made the pleasure stronger."

He licked across the open wound."I still don't like it."He carefully lowered me to the ground, holding on in case my legs wobbled."What about next time, what if the urge to bite gets stronger?"

"I don't think that'll happen.There was something different this time, something that started at the ranch.but we'll face it if it happens."I kissed him again, more gently this time."Besides, I heal fast, it will be gone in just a couple hours.Don't worry."

I made my way to his bedroom, knowing he would follow.I planned on stretching out on his bed, hoping I could get him to curl up with me for a while.

Chapter 11

Afew days after Devon made enforcer, I came home from work and on my way in the door I stepped on a piece of paper that had been slipped under it.The unexpected difference in traction sent me sliding.After catching myself, I picked up the paper.I immediately saw that it was another white envelope like the one I'd found under my windshield wiper.I set it on the end table in my living room, dug my PCD out of my purse and dialed Devon.

"What's up, Little Warrior?"He answered.

"I got another one."

"Another what?"

"Another note."

"Where?"

"I found it in my apartment when I came in from work today, someone slid it under the door."

"What does it say?"

"I don't know, I haven't opened it yet.When I picked it up and saw it was the same kind of envelope I didn't want to contaminate any possible evidence so I set it on the table in the living room, and called you."

"All right, that makes sense.I'm almost home.I'll come straight to your place if you want, but I'm grimy."He warned.

"How about you stop by your place and get some clothes, then you can shower and change here."

"That sounds good.I'll do that.Why don't you call Raine, and have him come take a look at it, we can get his opinion and see if he can recover any evidence that might be there."

"All right, I'll do that while I wait for you."I disconnected from Devon and immediately dialed Raine.Unable to stand still and look at the letter, I wandered aimlessly through my apartment while I waited for him to answer.

"Hey, Nickie," Raine said as he picked up."what's up?"

"Are you busy?"I asked.

"Not particularly.What's up?"

I sighed, knowing I was going to have to start at the beginning."Last week at work I left the office to pick up lunch one afternoon, and felt like I was being watched.The sensation lasted until I got back to the office.That evening when I got off, I found a note stuck under the windshield wiper on my car."

"What did it say?"