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his might. His balls constricted as he rode her
relentlessly.
    Christ, he was so close. His head swam in pleasure as he
detonated in a white-hot blast. He thrust hard into her pussy, ecstasy swamping
his entire body. When he finally stilled, he rubbed his hands over her back,
felt the waves of satisfaction rolling off her damp skin. “You okay?”
    “Oh, yes.” She shuddered a sigh. “That was…the best.”
    He bent to kiss her back.
    Belle shivered as his lips grazed her skin. Then he untied
the blindfold and released her hands, pulled her into a comforting embrace. Her
body felt totally used, as if she’d had a perfect workout. And completely
satisfied. She’d never come so much or so hard her whole life.
    Ram rubbed her stiff arms then turned her around to face him.
His eyes were half-glazed and his skin glistened with sweat. “Would you stay
the night?”
    Her heart double-timed. “Sure.”
    He led her into the master bedroom and pulled back a velvety
comforter on a huge bed. “Bathroom’s right there.” He gestured to a closed door
behind him. “Feel free to use my robe. It’s hanging on the back of the door.
Although you look…” His gaze caressed her nude body. “Great just like that.”
    “I could say the same for you.” She allowed herself a good
long look at him. His broad shoulders and thick arms were roped with enough
muscle to make her drool. Not to mention his six-pack. And his cock was damn
fine. It was a shame to cover those granite-hard legs in long pants for work
every day.
    Biting on her lower lip, she headed for the bathroom to
clean up. As she pulled on his robe, she inhaled his scent.
    What happens now?
    With her having a higher rank at the jail, they couldn’t be
seen in public together so the notion of going on a date was a moot point. That
thought destroyed her velvet mood. Hell, for all she knew they’d go their
separate ways in the morning and never go out again. But she was too tired to
think about it.
    Staring at her reflection, she imagined what all that heavy
makeup would look like in the morning. At least she’d thought to throw
lip-gloss in her purse along with a fresh pair of panties. She scrubbed her
face clean then returned to the bedroom.
    Ram was already in bed. He lifted the covers and patted the
mattress. “Come here, you.”
    His simple request warmed her skin. He didn’t have to ask
twice. She shut her eyes and sighed when Ram wrapped his big body around her.
Maybe they could have more than just sex. Did she dare dream?

Chapter Three
     
    The loud shriek of his cell woke them both. Ram reached
around her to grab the phone from the night table.
    “Sergeant Ramsey,” he growled. “Mm hmm. Really?”
    Belle peeled open her eyes and tried to make out what the
caller was saying, but couldn’t.
    “Yes sir, that’s great news. Thank you.” He dropped the cell
on to the wood tabletop then rolled over.
    Curiosity gnawed at her insides. No way was she going back
to sleep. She sighed and yanked the covers away from him but he just lay there
with his back to her. Clearing her throat, she purposely poked his side.
“Sorry. Accident.”
    He grunted something unintelligible.
    She threw back the sheets then sat up and made a show of a
loud yawn. When he didn’t move, she stretched her arms, sighed again. Still
nothing. Rolling her eyes, she whacked his arm. “Hey.”
    “Ow. That hurt.” He turned over and clutched his forearm.
“What did I do?” But the glint in his eyes assured her he was messing with her.
    “What was your great news? I assume it was the jail, right?”
    He skimmed his eyes over her bare breasts and grinned.
    She gave him another swat. “Was it?”
    He met her stare with barely disguised amusement. “What?”
    “Ram!” She set her fists on her waist. “Quit teasing me and
tell me what the good news is.”
    He shrugged. “No big deal, just some realignment of
management at work.”
    “What does that mean?”
    He propped himself up on one