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bared their bodies.
    “I did.” He flicked the backs of his fingers across her
nipples. “Do you need more?” He picked up the leather and wedged the handle
between her thighs.
    Valerie gasped. “My…my dress.”
    “Then move it.” He danced the leather over her knee. “Move
it and I’ll make you come. Right here. Right now.”
    She bunched her dress. The flash of headlights coming around
the corner snapped her hands to her sides and pulled Russell into his seat.
Nervous laughter filled the car—his…hers. Six months ago such a thing wouldn’t
have fazed them. Yet another thing they’d sacrificed. How much more before they
lost each other? He was determined to see that didn’t happen. But Valerie?
    Apologies and explanations lingered once more. He shoved
them aside and put the car in gear. He’d show her first. Nothing says I love
you more than… He damned his nag of a conscience.
    “Enough distractions. Let’s get to Bev’s—”
    “While the gettin’s good?” Valerie snickered.
    Russell chuckled. “God yes. She’d kill us both if we arrived
trailing reporters.”
    “And then some.” Valerie smoothed her dress and returned the
loopy john to its original spot across her lap.
    “Lengthwise,” he told her. “Resting between your thighs. The
handle kissing your pussy.”
    Slowly she obeyed, then returned her fingers to the seat.
The game was in play. He thought of little else during the fifteen minutes of
side-street driving to reach Bev Renard’s private resort. Only the threat of
making the morning news kept him within the speed limit, otherwise he would
have made it in five. He pulled in threads of control with every mile. It was the
only thing that kept his hand steady when he swiped his access card at the
entrance. Ten-foot iron gates parted on silent hinges. They closed behind him
the instant Russell cleared the portal.
    “That sound you hear is my heart pounding.” Valerie’s soft-spoken
confession slithered into his veins.
    “And here all this time I thought it was mine.” Filling his
cock to bursting.
    “You mean that’s not an echo?” Spoken as if she could barely
catch her breath. Russell knew the feeling well.
    “Apparently not.” He brushed his fingers over her thigh as
he made the final turn into the cabana drive. Another gate, smaller this time,
was opened and waiting to tuck his car inside their haven for the night.
Privacy, when wanted, was Bev’s motto and claim to fame. She was discretion
personified. Once she learned one of her female clients was stirring trouble
outside the safety zone, all hell would break loose.
    Another thought best left alone. This was their time and
Russell couldn’t think of a better way to bond again than in their favorite
cabana. Well, home would have been better but…
    “It never changes.” Valerie’s attention was on the deeply
set wraparound porch flush with flowers and plants. A garden paradise she
wanted to reproduce on that future date when she owned her own home. Russell
longed to help her fulfill that dream. Had things gone differently six—
    Damn it. Let it go. Focus on here and now. Getting it
back was the priority. Failure, not an option. But if his mind kept drifting,
if he didn’t get this right… Fear raced his heart now. He’d screwed up once
tonight. Doing so a second time would just about guarantee he’d lose her for
good. Never had he depended on his Dom skills more…or feared they’d fail him
just as much. Her needs, not his. But then…weren’t they one and the same?
    He turned off the car and unhooked his seat belt. “I’ll
close the gate and meet you inside.”
    “And this?” Valerie used both hands to point at the device
on her lap.
    Russell ran it over her thigh as he retrieved it. A subtle
shiver wiggled through her body. “It’s served its purpose…for now.” He stuffed
it into his pocket along with her panties, gave her a wink and opened the door
in sync with her.
    Her footsteps matched his—she