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“Right. And I couldn’t have you all blowin’ Bane’s cover, so your surprised faces had to be believable.” Cash sounds a little amused. “You didn’t really think I wouldn’t involve Bane when this blew up from question time to undercover surveillance, did you?”

“I guess not.” I shrug. I check my watch.

“You got some place to be?” Haze levels me with a glare.

A slow smile spreads across my face. “I have a beautiful woman in my bed and I’m down here chattin’ with you asses all goddamn night.”

Tag shakes his head. “Well, excuse us for gettin’ a plan together.”

I grin even wider. “I’m out.”

“Pussy’s callin’,” Riot hollers.

“Freakin’ A…”

“So, how’s life with a cougar anyway?” Hawk grins.

I turn to smile at him. “Fuckin’ amazin’.”

I crawl into bed naked and spoon Star. I don’t know why she pulled on my t-shirt, not that I don’t like it, but I’d prefer her naked. She’s warm and mumbles when I cuddle up behind her and wrap my arms around her body. Her hair smells like roses and I’m hard thinking about her spitfire attitude at the meeting at Cigar Haven. While she wasn’t as mouthy as she usually is, I appreciated the fact she reigned it in a little.

Now I have a major itch that needs scratching and she’s the only one that can do it.

Still. I like just doing this; holding her. I feel calmer when she’s by my side. While the protector in me will always want to defend her and take the brunt, it turns me on that she can fight. It makes me fuckin’ angry that in her relationship before, she didn’t have the power that she does now. She could’ve beaten that asshole to a pulp if that was her now, but her lack of confidence, and probably skill, held her back. I never want it to be that way with us. Never.

I run one hand down her body, then it snakes up under her shirt and I pull her tighter against me, my arm resting under her tits. I shouldn’t wake her up… I kiss her neck, snuggling my whole face into the soft skin as I breathe her in.

She stirs a little in my arms. My dick presses against her bare ass and I’ve half a mind to slide inside… In fact. I reach between us, sliding my hand in between her clenched thighs, cupping her pussy. I hold my hand there, enjoying how fuckin’ good this feels.

I’m in love for the first time in my life and the idea that she would put herself in harm's way — even for her sister — makes me mad as a bear with a sore head. She needs to stop being so fuckin’ brave and start realizing that the way to get her sister back, or at least to find out what happened, is to do what we’re doing right now. There is no other way around it. I know she likes being in control and she can’t let go, but some things are way bigger than Star St. Clair — Private Eye. I smile to myself. I love how she’s so smart. I kiss her neck again, then the hand under her tits cups one and I feel her tight peak against my palm. Fuck yeah.

I line up my cock and tilt her hips a little, sliding the tip of my cock into her entrance as her breath hitches. She turns in my arms. “Nevada?”

“Who else,” I mutter.

“Are you…”

I slide in farther and she groans. “Yep. I need to be close to you.” I rub a thumb over her nipple, tweaking it with my fingers as I pull out and slide in again. That fuckin’ tattoo…

“Baby,” she murmurs.

“Don’t baby me, I’m mad with you. If you hadn’t fallen asleep while I showered, I would’ve put you over my knee. In fact.” I pull out, press her forward so her face is planted into the pillows and I do just that. I spank her ass cheeks once, twice, three times. Then I rip her t-shirt off. “You sleep naked in my bed. I love you in my gear, but I need your body on display.”

She groans into the pillow, sticking her ass out for more.

I snicker. “That not enough for you?”

She shakes her head. I spank her again, hard. “Tell me why I’m doin’ this.”

“Because…” She sounds like a fuckin’ angel, breathy and needy for me. “Because I was a bad girl for saying I’d put myself in danger.”

“That’s right. Are you gonna let your ol’ man take care of it, or are you gonna be a wise ass and ignore everythin’ at the meetin’ table tonight?” Spank. Spank.

“Asher, baby…”

I spank her hard again, her cheeks pinkening nicely. “I’m Asher when my dick’s inside you.”

“Then put it in,” she whines. “I need you to fuck me.”

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