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She rubbed her harder, faster. Made her blood sizzle and sing, and tingles of need radiate from the very core of her being to the tip of her erect nipples. Lia arched under her. Even as she started to lose control of her own breath, she fought to recover and continued to hold, determined to ride this wave of pleasure for as long as she could.

“You’re so fucking hot,” Quinn let out as she ended a torrid kiss.

“Because of you.”

“And you know the best bit?”

“What?” Lia managed to pant.

“You’re my wife. You belong to me. I love you, Lia.”

That did it. Lia was no longer playing or even able to think when she surrendered in a whisper.

“Quinn… I’m yours. Please.”

???

They lay in a hot tangle afterward, recovering. Passion and play gave way to a sweet and tender embrace, another favorite part of lovemaking for Lia. Quinn snuggled in the circle of her arms, just as eager for it. She was pretty ruthless about not allowing anyone to witness her less dominant side, and Lia loved the fact that she was so comfortable asking for cuddles with her, openly enjoying the freedom to express this more vulnerable facet of her character.

“Some negotiation, eh?” she murmured.

“Bet they don’t do that every day at the UN.”

“No.” Amused, Lia chuckled. “I feel very fortunate.”

“Me too. So, I’ll need to tell Wilson about the situation with your ex. Is that okay with you?”

“It’s fine. And I’ll book us a flight to Boston ASAP if that’s alright with you as well.”

“Yes, it is. Thanks, Lia.”

“No problem.”

They looked at each other and smiled.

???

Cody could not have said for sure what came first: Kim’s subtle movement as she lay sleeping in her arms or the ringing of her cell phone.Sensitive, you bet…

“Ssh, it’s okay,” she murmured and answered the call the way she always did. “Yes. Miller.”

“Detective Miller, this is Officer Clay with Sector 9. Thought you’d like to know that your suspect was spotted at a bar and grill restaurant close to the airport last night.”

“I do,” Cody confirmed, instantly wide awake. “What else you got?”

“The waitress there saw the police appeal on the news after her evening shift, and it rang a bell. She’s pretty sure the man she served was Jack Winters. He had steak and eggs and did not leave a tip.”

“Is that why she remembers him?”

“Not quite. What made an impression was his aggressive manner and the creepy way he kept staring at her breasts while she served him.”

“Yeah, that’ll do it. Any idea where the guy was headed next?”

“Affirmative. Motel 6 just across from where the restaurant is located.”

“Where are you now, Officer?” Cody prompted.

“Just got to it, Detective. I’m parked on the road, safely out of sight.”