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  His head fell to my neck where he kissed me like he was still hungry for more. “You’re not answering that call .”

  “But what if it’s someone important ?”

  He pulled back and gave me an arched look. “I’m your only client. No one is as important as me .”

  “That may be true, but I still have orders I need to follow .”

  Kicking my knees out to the sides, he managed to work between them and settle his arousal at my wet entrance .

  Taking my bottom lip between my teeth, I wanted him to do it—to plunge inside of me, rock my world until it tipped on its axis. That was why he was here, threatening me with amazing, mind-blowing sex. Sex he knew I couldn’t refuse .

  A minute after the phone stopped ringing, it dinged with a text. “I think it’s important .”

  “Really?” He cocked his head to the side and nudged the tip of his dick inside me. “More important than what I’m about to do to you ?”

  Giggling like a fool, I wiggled out of his grasp and flung my arm to the nightstand. Quickly swiping my screen alive, I saw that it was Alex .

  Kelly’s body collapsed to the bed behind me and soon I was wrapped in his strong arms .

  Reading the message, I gasped .

  Kelly lifted his head .

  “That was Alex.” I glanced at Kelly .

  His brows raised but his gaze was firmly locked on the image Alex had sent. “Is that — ”

  “He’s back.” I laughed, turning back to see how happy Alex was now that her boyfriend was home. “Nash Brooks is finally home .”

  10

  Kendra

  W ithout saying a word, Kelly leaped from the bed and hurled his massive body over me .

  His heavy footsteps hit the floor as he hurried across the room .

  “Kelly!” I screamed after him, wondering what the hell was going on .

  He stormed into the master bath and had the shower on by the time I caught up to him .

  “What are you doing ?”

  “That was him.” He turned around to face me. “Nash Brooks. That was him, right ?”

  Nodding, my mind struggled to keep up with what was happening. I wondered what had him so excited about Nash being back in town. “So what ?”

  Stepping around me, he reached into the hall closet. When he came back, he had two folded and clean, fluffy white towels in his hands. “So what?” He laughed .

  “Yeah. So what if that was Nash Brooks?” I threw my hands up and turned my palms to the ceiling. “That’s who my friend is dating, remember ?”

  Kelly reached beneath the shower stream and adjusted the knob .

  It was impossible to not let my gaze travel over his incredible body, admiring his bulging biceps, broad shoulders, and perfect ass that needed to be spanked .

  I wasn’t sure what my future held now, knowing Nash was back in town. I liked my time with Alex. The way I selfishly had her all to myself. It was perfect and fun. Everything it was supposed to be when pretending to live with your best girlfriend .

  Then, just like that, it felt like our party was over .

  As difficult as it was to admit, it was all meant to be—the universe conspiring to balance everything out. At least, that was how I decided to see it. Because it wasn’t coincidence that Nash came back immediately after Kelly demanded I stay with him—no coincidence at all .

  Turning around, Kelly took my shoulders inside his hands and looked at me from under a sunken brow. Lowering his voice, he said, “Come with me .”

  “Kelly, slow down.” My hands reached out to grab him by his tight waist. “I don’t even know what you have planned.” My brows drew together, begging him to explain what had him so riled up. “Come with you where ?”

  Bending his neck closer to my face, I licked my lips and felt my heart flutter in my chest when he smiled. “Kendra, baby, don’t you see ?”

  “No. I don’t see,” I pouted. I didn’t mean to sulk, but that was how it came out. I was frustrated by his inability to slow down and explain what was going through his crazy head. He could be so thick-headed sometimes .

  The water streaming from the showerhead began to steam, billowing into the air around us. I could feel it touch my skin, begin to fill the cool gaps between Kelly and me, replacing it with the warm, soft blanket of hot air that reminded me of home .

  Casting my gaze down, I wanted to be making love to him, not going on some expedition to who the hell knew where .

  “That’s because you’re not listening.” His smile spread to his ears when I glanced back up. “I’ve been waiting to speak with Nash .”

  Suddenly, it all made sense. “That’s what this is about?” Heat spread across my chest as my hands clenched into tiny balls. “The dead girl you were harassing Alex about a week ago?” My eyes moved furiously over his face, questioning his intention. “You’re leaving me so you can go interrogate Nash about her ?”

  There was a knowing look in his eyes that told me everything I needed to know .

  “Oh, no, mister.” My right foot took one step back .

  He cocked his head to the side as he gave me a questioning look. The lines on his face deepening .

  “I can’t let you do that.” My head shook as I made my hand into a ball .

  He pulled me back into his chest. “Kendra, I’m not asking for permission.” He turned his back to me and turned the temperature down to a warmth that wouldn’t burn my skin .

  Stepping inside, I watched him run his hands over his face and through his dark hair. The pellets of water glittered his skin and set my insides ablaze .

  He wasn’t going to budge. If I knew anything about him, it was that once he had his mind set on something, he was going to go after it until he owned it. In many ways, he was like a bloodhound on the trail of a fresh scent. And, today, it just so happened to be Nash he was after .

  “Nash just got home,” I pleaded. “Alex has been waiting forever for this day to come and you can’t just show up uninvited and ruin their time .”

  “Oh, yes, I can.” He smiled through the water streaming down the sides of his face. “And I will .”

  Taking the bottle of shampoo off the shelf, I popped the top and squirted it in his face .

  He dodged the direct hit, but I still managed to get his chin, solidifying the point I was trying to make. “That’s not cool, Kelly. What if someone did that to us ?”

  There was fire in his eye when he turned his head back around and I knew that I may have made a mistake at poking the dragon. But I had to defend Alex. She’d sent me the text, not him. And I couldn’t let her preparations to surprise Nash with the homecoming I knew she thought he deserved be ruined by allowing Kelly to spoil it by knocking down their door .

  “Huh?” I jutted my chin out to him. “How would you feel then?” I slammed my hand into his hard chest .

  In one fell swoop he clamped his strong hand around my wrist, yanking me inside, twirling me around until my hands came flat on the tiled wall, stopping myself from completely colliding headfirst with the hard surface. Pressing his heavy body against mine, I could feel his hardness pressing up against my ass. “Bella , tell me, why don’t you want me to pay a visit to your friend, Nash? Is there something you’re trying to hide ?”

  His cock threatened to enter my anus. “He’s not my friend,” I said through clenched teeth. “And I’m not hiding anything .”

  “Then there isn’t a problem .”

  Splaying my fingers on the wall, I tried to push off with every ounce of muscle I had. But Kelly was a barricade of strength I wasn’t able to penetrate .

  Breathing into my ear, Kelly ran his hand over the curve of my ass and reached between my legs. The spray from the shower shot pellets of rain over our bodies and created rivers that ran down the walls. And despite me being angry with his desire to go talk to Nash, my body betrayed me .

  Flexing my anus shut, my pussy ached for him to plunder it .

  My nipples throbbed with agony for
him to play with them .

  He had me hot and bothered and I knew that there was only one way to delay the inevitable. “Go ahead, fuck me .”

  Kelly’s raspy chuckle sent pleasant vibrations down my spine. “Isn’t that what you want? For me to fuck you in your ass ?”

  “Anything to get you to change your mind.” I prepared myself for him to do just that. I knew he wanted my ass, and knew that it was only a matter of time before I caved, giving him exactly what he was after .

  A second later, I felt him position himself at my pussy entrance before sliding inside. Wrapping his fingers around my neck, he began rocking his hips. “That ass will be mine .”

  Pushing back off the wall, I rode his manhood and whimpered, “Not if I don’t give it to you .”

  His fingers squeezed deeper into my jugular as his strokes deepened. Clenching around his dick, I wanted to let him know that my pussy was the only thing he needed to light his fire. “And you will be coming with me to visit Nash,” he said again .

  Shaking my head, he released my neck and fisted his hand in my hair. I yelped when he yanked my head back. “You can’t!” I screamed .

  Pounding into me fast, with fire and fury in long lengthy strokes, I was soon on the edge of collapse. My knees wobbled and my vision blurred .

  “This is non-negotiable .”

  My heartrate spiked and my body tingled. “Alex has been planning this day since he left. Save it for tomorrow.” But no matter what I said, he wasn’t listening. I was talking to deaf ears, fighting back the release I felt boiling inside me .

  He dropped my hair and gripped me by the waist as he slammed into me. The sounds of our skin slapping reverberated off the tiled walls, mixed between sounds of puddles splashing and me wailing. Kelly grunted, and on his next thrust I felt him swell inside me. “I don’t care,” he growled. “It will have to wait .”

  Closing my eyes, my velvety walls tightened and I held my breath as the first of my orgasm took control of my entire body. Crying out, Kelly pressed my head firmly against the wall .

  “Keep quiet.” His cock hit my core. “Your tight little cunt is mine .”

  Tightening my walls around his thick girth, I writhed on him until I finally succumbed to my own release. Biting my tongue, the warm metallic taste of blood filled my mouth as I rode through the waves of orgasm, listening to Kelly say in my ear, “Don’t you make a sound. You’re mine, Kendra. You’re mine . ”

  11

  Kelly

  “F ucking pick up!” My hand slammed down on my steering wheel, making Kendra jump .

  The two cars in front of me seemed dead set on slowing me down. I dropped a gear and zipped around them, unwilling to let anything get in my way .

  When she settled her hand over mine, I glanced at Kendra. “Easy, Kelly. He’s not going anywhere,” she reminded me .

  We were racing across town in my Audi TT and I wasn’t completely convinced that Kendra hadn’t already alerted Alex that we were on our way to see Nash. Despite her protests, she was coming with me whether she liked it or not .

  Rolling my eyes back to the road in front, I knew how important Kendra’s relationship with Alex was to her. But this wasn’t about her and Alex. This was about Nash and me .

  With restless legs, I had to give it my all. I owed it to Mario. In the end, I would be the only one to blame if his plea went through. I would know that he’d taken the fall for someone else’s crime when I should have been there to stop him .

  The phone went to voicemail and I hung up, immediately hitting redial .

  Pressing my foot down on the accelerator, I thought about how good Kendra looked in this car .

  “Who are you trying to call ?”

  The bucket seat wrapped around her like a snug blanket on a cool night. She looked fantastic in her off-the-shoulder, cascade sleeve top with torn blue jeans. And as she sat quietly, looking straight ahead with one hand firmly grasping the handle of the door, I tried to get Giselle on the phone .

  “The office.” My voice was low and straight to the point .

  I tapped the screen on my dash, scrolling to an alternate number. And just when I was about to give up, a voice answered. “Giselle, he’s home. Nash is home .”

  Kendra turned to the window and shook her head .

  “You’re sure of this ?”

  “One-hundred percent .”

  “Let’s invite ourselves over,” Giselle said cheerfully .

  Kendra rolled her neck and glared at me. I knew she didn’t like this idea of us showing up to Nash’s uninvited, and with her now hearing Giselle share the same excitement as I did when I’d first learned he was back in town, she only grew more annoyed by the whole thing .

  “My thoughts exactly .”

  “Where are you?” Giselle’s voice traveled through my speakers. I had her on Bluetooth so I could focus on weaving through traffic that otherwise tended to stall out when I least expected it .

  “Pulling into the office now .”

  Giselle laughed. “Oh, this is good. I’ve been waiting to hear what Nash has to say .”

  “I have Kendra with me,” I said, deadpan .

  The line went silent .

  Slowly, Kendra turned her focus to the dash screen as if waiting to hear why Giselle thought it mattered she was here in the first place .

  “We’ll be up in two.” I turned the wheel and came to a complete stop in my assigned parking spot .

  “I’m organizing the files now .”

  “Excellent. Heading inside now.” I killed the call at the same time I pulled the keys out of the ignition. Turning to Kendra, she refused to look at me. “Hey.” My hand floated to her thigh .

  Though she hesitated, I got her to finally meet my eye .

  And just like that, her beauty grounded me, leaving me feeling breathless .

  Tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, I leaned over and murmured, “We wouldn’t be going after Nash if there wasn’t reason to believe that he might know something that could set a client free.” Even if Mario was no longer a client, I couldn’t just bail on him .

  She licked her lips and stared down at her hands .

  Palming her face, it was important she knew why we were going to see him. “This has to be done .”

  An anxious glimmer sparkled in her eyes as she nodded .

  “You don’t have to come if you don’t want.” The pad of my thumb stroked her soft cheek. I knew that, at this point, she wouldn’t let this meeting go .

  Her eyes fluttered with heavy hoods. “I want to be there .”

  My lips tugged and curved my face .

  “You’ll want me there,” she pressed her face into my hand, “if only to distract Alex .”

  Leaning forward, I pressed my lips against hers. They were soft, warm, and sweet. Everything that I loved about them, it was all there like fluffy pillows that kept me in bed on lazy Sunday mornings. “There is nothing to worry about .”

  Her lips pressed together in a slight grimace .

  “Everything will work out the way it’s supposed to .”

  After kissing her again, this time with a little tongue, we both stepped out of the vehicle and I met her on the other side of the car, waiting. Reaching down, I laced my fingers through hers and held on to her as we marched into my office .

  “Oh, you weren’t kidding.” Giselle barely took her eyes off of her desk when we entered .

  With just a quick glance, I knew what files she had opened and was reviewing .

  Giselle was busy organizing the papers we had on Maria, going over her notes on what Sylvia and Mario both believed—that Nash was the one to murder Maria Greer. But that was for a later discussion, one where Kendra wouldn’t be present .

  “Hey, Giselle.” Kendra hooked her hand in the crook of my arm .

  “Hey, girl.” Giselle lifted her head and smiled. “Welcome back to the office. Sorry for my mind being scattered, but we’ve been waiting for this day to come for a very long
time .”

  Kendra glanced up at me. And before she heard too much, I leaned close to her ear and whispered for her to wait in my office until we were ready to go .

  Nodding, I nudged her to the door, keeping my hand on the small of her back for as long as possible. “Make yourself comfortable. We shouldn’t be long .”

  She barely looked at me as I closed my office door, tucking her away safely inside .

  With a small voice I turned to Giselle. “We have to tread lightly .”

  Giselle stopped what she was doing and fixed her gaze on me .

  “These are Kendra’s friends we’re about to go interrogate .”

  Glancing over my shoulder toward my office door, Giselle said, “Is this a good idea? I mean, why risk getting her involved in the first place ?”

  With my hands buried deep inside my pant pockets, I took a step forward and said, “Trust me. I have it handled .”

  Giselle took a deep breath and let it go. “I have a feeling that this son-of-a-bitch is the one,” she said as she went back to organizing the files of papers she had laid out .

  “Let’s not jump to conclusions,” I said, picking up a scribbled note next to the phone. My eyes scurried over the chicken scratch and soon the crease between my brows deepened. “What’s this?” I asked, holding it up .

  Giselle’s spine straightened. “I did some digging, and we were right.” She sighed. “Our names were never approved to Stone’s visitor list .”

  Lowering my eyes back to the note, I felt my nostrils flair. “Do you know if Stone even received our letter of request ?”

  Giselle’s posture slumped. “I don’t know .”

  “We need to know who set us up.” I dropped the paper to her desk and jabbed it with my pointer finger. “Because if he never even requested a meeting in the first place, then we’re being played even more than we thought .”

  Giselle fell back in her chair and closed her eyes. I watched as she brought her hand to her forehead. Pursing her lips, she blew out a heavy breath. “I’m dizzy, Kelly .”

  Inhaling a deep breath of my own, I asked, “Can I get you water ?”