Sandy wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing tight to his body. “This is crazy, baby. She could get you hurt.”

“You’re worried about me?”

“Duh.” Sandy bounced her forehead against his shoulder. “She flipped on these guys, and she has to know they’ll kill her if they find out. So if it comes down to her or you, you think she’s going to stand by you? She’ll turn you over to them to save her ass.”

“How do you know that?”

Sandy was still for a long time. “Because that’s what I would do, if I were in her place.”

Mitch cupped Sandy’s chin and lifted her face. He kissed her and kept kissing her until she softened and molded into his body. “No, you wouldn’t.”

“You don’t know what I’d do,” Sandy said, pulling his T-shirt from his pants. “I don’t want to talk about her. I don’t want to talk about Frye. I don’t want to talk about anything.” She unbuttoned the top of his jeans and yanked down the zipper. Then she reached inside and pulled out his cock. She dropped to her knees, her fist around him. She looked up. “I just want you.”

“Babe,” Mitch whispered, bracing his hands on her shoulders as his legs got suddenly weak. Her fist covered half the length of his cock, and as she took the head into her mouth, she pressed the shaft into his clit. He groaned, watching her through hooded eyes. She swallowed

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him, and while his head spun, his world steadied. Sandy owned him. “I need you, babe.”

“I know.” Sandy rubbed her face against his cock, then kissed the base of his belly. “Me too. Take off your shirt and the wrap. I want to touch you. I want to feel your heart beat while you fuck me.”

Dell ripped her T-shirt off over her head, then unstrapped her breasts. She dropped on her back on the sofa, her cock standing straight up between the vee of her jeans. She palmed it, circling the base slowly over her clit while she watched Sandy undress. She was already hard enough to come, and Sandy knew it. Sandy took her time undressing, her smile flickering as she watched Dell’s hand move.

“Ready, baby?” Sandy knelt on the edge of the sofa and Dell’s hips started to twist.

“Totally.” As Sandy climbed up over her, naked, vulnerable, her face filled with need, Dell felt humbled and unworthy. “I love you. I love you so damn much.”

“You better.” Sandy pushed Dell’s hand away and fisted her cock, seating the head between the folds of her sex. She hissed as she braced her other hand in the center of Dell’s chest. “You like being inside of me?”

“God, yes.”

Sandy gasped as she took an inch. “How much?”

“More than anything ever.”

“You like”—Sandy closed her eyes and shivered, tilting her pelvis to take the thick wide shaft. Her voice came out breathy and slow—

“coming in me?”

Dell gripped Sandy’s narrow hips, steadying her while she thrust carefully, stretching and filling her. She grunted sharply when Sandy’s weight abruptly settled on the full length of her, crushing her clit beneath the cock. “So much I’m going to explode any second.”

Sandy slapped Dell’s tense stomach sharply. “You better not, rookie. You’ve got work to do first.”

“Aw, babe—”

“Forget it,” Sandy gasped. “You’re lucky you’re getting any. Now shut up and fuck me.”

Laughing, Dell focused on Sandy’s face, sliding in and out a fraction of an inch at a time as Sandy set the pace. She loved making

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Sandy come even more than having her own mind-blowing orgasms, and concentrating on pleasing Sandy helped her last longer. She knew if she thought about how sweet it felt for even a few seconds she wouldn’t be able to hold back, so she just put everything she had into making Sandy feel good.

“Like it, babe?”

Sandy nodded, her eyes glassy. “Oh yeah.” She hugged her lower lip between her teeth and sagged forward, catching herself with both hands on Dell’s chest. She gripped Dell’s breasts, her fingers closing convulsively around Dell’s nipples as she pumped her hips harder and faster along Dell’s length.

“Oh, fuck.” Dell’s clit pulsed as Sandy tugged on her nipples. She felt the orgasm building, curling through her stomach and down her thighs. She clutched Sandy tighter and jerked up hard into her.

“Oh,” Sandy whimpered. “I’m gonna come on your cock. Okay?

Okay, baby?”

“Do it,” Dell panted, “do it…with me.”

Sandy’s head snapped back and she let out a long, keening wail and Dell exploded. She came so hard she thought her head would burst open. Maybe it did, because she was pretty sure she was blind, maybe paralyzed too.

Sandy lay like a dead weight across her chest, with Dell still inside her. All Dell could move was one hand, so she stroked the damp hair off Sandy’s face.

“Good, babe?”

“Awful,” Sandy mumbled. “Worst sex I ever had.”

Dell laughed. “Still mad?”

“Shut up, Dell. I’m thinking about coming again.”

“Okay,” Dell said quickly. “Okay, sure.”

Sandy pushed herself up on one elbow, looking soft and satisfied as she circled her pelvis lazily. “Tired?”

Dell shook her head vigorously.

“Liar.” Sandy nipped at Dell’s lip again, then sucked on her tongue, still slow pumping on her cock. “You’re going to see her in the morning, aren’t you?”

“Sandy.” Dell brushed her fingertips over Sandy’s breasts. “I love you.”

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“I got scared,” Sandy said breathlessly, “when I came home and you weren’t here.”

Dell wrapped her arms around Sandy’s waist and turned her gently onto her back, careful to stay inside her. She supported her body on her forearms and kissed Sandy, flexing her ass rhythmically, pumping in and out. When she sensed Sandy getting ready to come, she whispered,

“Look at me, babe.”

Sandy’s lids fluttered and she struggled to focus. “You’re making me come.”

“I’m always coming home,” Dell promised as Sandy clamped her heels tight around the backs of her thighs and bowed beneath her.

“Always.”

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ChAPTER ELEvEN

After Watts dropped her off, Rebecca let herself quietly into the house and clicked off the porch light that Catherine had left burning. Another light shone dimly in the hallway and got brighter as she approached the bedroom. Frowning, she eased open the bedroom door and stepped inside. Catherine was propped up on the pillows, asleep with a book on her chest. Rebecca smiled when she recognized the name of a top-selling thriller. Six months ago, she wouldn’t have had any idea what that author wrote, but then a lot of things had changed in six months. She would still have been out on the streets at this time of night back then, roaming around in her personal vehicle on her own time, searching for something to fill the void in her life, in her heart. Now, for a few hours, she could leave all the death and depravity behind. In Catherine’s arms, she found not only peace, but completion. Moving silently, she crossed to the bed and eased the book from between Catherine’s fingers.

“It’s late,” she said when Catherine opened her eyes and smiled up at her. “Go back to sleep.”

She reached over to turn out the light, but Catherine grasped her wrist. “Leave it on until you come to bed. I like to watch you get undressed.”

“If you expect me to follow Ali’s instructions, you shouldn’t say things like that.” Rebecca sat on the side of the bed and leaned down to kiss Catherine on the mouth. When Catherine’s arms came around her neck, she pushed the sheets down and slipped her hand beneath Catherine’s silk top.

Catherine murmured, her nipple hardening as Rebecca’s fingertips

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brushed over it. “My God,” she said, pulling back breathlessly.

“Ambush. You just ambushed me.”

Rebecca grinned. “That wasn’t an ambush, it was just a greeting.”

Catherine placed her palm against Rebecca’s chest and held her away. “No more. I’m weak at the moment.” Her smile twisted fleetingly.

“I’ve missed you.”

“I feel fine. Never better.” Rebecca quickly undressed, all the while watching Catherine watching her. Then she hurried around to the other side of the bed and climbed under the sheets. Catherine rolled toward her, and Rebecca took her into her arms. Still, Catherine kept one hand braced against Rebecca’s chest, preventing their bodies from completely touching. Rebecca grumbled in frustration. “At least let me kiss you.”

“I can’t. I have no willpower where you’re concerned. If we start, I won’t be able to stop.”

“Good.”

Catherine brushed her fingers through Rebecca’s hair. “Darling, you look tired. It’s too soon for you to be working this many hours.”

“I was sitting in the car the entire time. It was deadly boring and Watts was enough to drive me crazy, but it wasn’t strenuous. I promise.”

“What were you doing?”

“Following Mitch. He met Irina tonight. First contact since the raid.”

“Did it go all right?”

“I don’t know. We’re stuck with visual surveillance only.” Rebecca almost snarled in frustration. “I can’t hear them, so I don’t know how well Mitch’s doing.”

“Is Dellon ready for this?”

“She’s got a knack for the work.” Rebecca rested her forehead against Catherine’s, slowly caressing her shoulders and her back. She hadn’t felt as relaxed all day, and miraculously, her fatigue seemed to drop away. “I think she’s solid.”

“But something is off, isn’t it?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. I’ve only got Clark’s report that Irina is really willing to go along with the double cross. And Clark probably doesn’t care about risking my people with a shaky informant.”

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