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ass, urging her to move with me. Her inner muscles clench down on my cock as I thrust hard, creating a friction that has me swelling to the point of pleasurable pain.

“Walker!” she cries out, tearing her mouth away and dropping her head back.

My lips trail along the column of her neck until I reach her shoulder and slam up at the same time I bite down.

She sinks her nails deeper into my abdomen, whimpering. I pump harder, leaning my chest back, carefully aware that she’s already sore. The gems taunt me, her nipples swollen and pink.

“Walker, you have to slow down. I can’t—” she begs.

I relent, gaining some composure, and kiss the top of each breast delicately. “Let me hear you.”

She does as I ask, convulsing, scratching, screaming so loud I go over the edge again with her. My spine tingles with a thousand tiny prickles as I pour into her. Our ragged breaths fill the room, and I don’t dare move, keeping her pressed close.

“I take it you like the jewelry?” Her flushed face comes to mine after a few minutes.

“Yeah, Emi, I love it. At one point, as I was pounding into you, I had filthy and wicked visions about exactly what I’m going to do to you as soon as I can touch them.”

“Rico gave me care instructions. I should be less sensitive in a week, but—”

“Let’s be clear on something. Yesterday was the last day of your life another man will ever handle your tits.”

Her eyes glaze over, and she bites down on her lip, nodding. “He’s gay.”

“Even a gay man can appreciate this perfection.”

She nuzzles her face into my neck and whispers, “After that, I don’t think I have the energy to shower.”

I keep a hold of her, laying us back, and situate her on top of me. “Go to sleep.”

“You’re still inside me. I need to go clean up.”

“We’ll worry about that after you get some rest.”

“Don’t you have things you need to do?”

“They can wait. Right now, I’m exactly where I need to be.”

“I really love you.” Her voice is barely a whisper.

“I love you, too,” I tell her, closing my eyes.

“Did I miss the memo? Is it bring your girlfriend to work day?” Agent Kelly jokes when I join him in the conference room.

I glimpse out the window to see Emi’s leaning over Nina’s desk, and they’re laughing about something.

“If I had my choice, I wouldn’t let her out of my sight.”

“Doesn’t she have a job?”

“She works from home. I’m dropping her off after our meeting. She didn’t have her car this morning, and we overslept. I’ll set her up at my desk when she’s through gabbing.”

“Speaking of gabbing, the guys are interested in what happened Saturday night.”

“What’d you tell them?”

“Exactly what you told me to.”

“They gonna keep their mouths shut?”