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There’s so much skin, and I remove my clothes, wanting into the water as quickly as possible. I have questions to ask her, but they’ll have to be put on hold until I can have this woman in my arms. Get my fill of her.

“I was afraid you might be sleeping,” I tell her as I step into the pool.

“I’m too wired to sleep,” she says.

I float closer to her. “Why?”

“I just couldn’t wait to see you.”

Right answer.

I pin her between my body and the side of the pool. I have her body submitting to me before I can even stop myself. My hard cock pushes inside her welcoming heat, and we moan.

“I needed this,” she whispers.

“Me too,” I say, not wanting to ask her what she really means by that statement.

My body shifts slightly and she grips me tighter.

“Don’t stop,” she whines when I stall.

I stare into her compelling eyes. “Listen,” I tell her. “We’re going to discuss why you were at that fight tonight, but right now, I need to be as deep inside you as I can get. You turn me on in every way. I can’t get enough.” I push deeper inside her.

She moans as I palm her right tit. “Devereaux,” she whispers.

“That’s it. Enjoy my cock.” I keep pushing, and before long we’re both moving to the rhythm of each other. Our bodies creating a ripple in the pool.

My body climbs toward release, and my hands become greedy for her. I can’t stop touching her. With one hand wrapped around her throat, and the other squeezing her ass, she comes undone just for me.

“Such a good girl,” I whisper into her ear.

A few minutes later I’m spiraling down with her, my body coming alive with every touch. Fuck.

After our bodies have calmed, I release her and she floats toward the hot tub at the other end of the pool.

I follow her. “Why were you there?”

She shrugs. “Raven invited me.”

A part of me doesn’t want to believe her. I want her to tell me she knows who’s running this prostitution ring. But as her green eyes gaze up at me, I believe her.

Maybe Raven isn’t involved and just invited Swan to hang out. It could happen.

I ask again just to be sure. “Are you telling me the truth?”

She looks me square in the eyes and says, “Yes.”

Chapter 31

Chloe

I hate lying. My mother always taught me to be an honest person. She’d say, “Nobody likes a liar.”

I know, Mom. I know.

I feel like I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place. Like a train and a tree. There’s no easy way to handle lying to Devereaux, but I have to. I can’t very well have him acting like Captain America out there, trying to save the day.

Sure, I trust him, but I can’t jeopardize my career. I can’t risk this case.

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