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“Oh yeah?” I lean down, biting the back of her arm. The movement causes my clothes to shift across my clit. Rachel cries out, and I feel her pulsing on my hand. “This feels pretty gay to me.”

Fuck. Her pussy clenching in orgasm makes my own pleasure shoot through me, and I tense, coming. The orgasm locks into me, filling me with overwhelming pleasure.

Under me, Rachel is tense, sucking in deep breaths.

As soon as the waves of pleasure recede, I step back, blinking. I’ve never come like that before, with nearly no stimulation. Jesus Christ. My whole body tingles.

Rachel has melted into the kitchen island. She pulls her hands to her face and covers herself. Like all the sensations are too much.

“It’s okay, I got you.” I pat her back.

She shakes.

I grab some food from the fridge, then turn to the living room. The man’s body lays there, lifeless. The blood is everywhere.

The rush that fills my body is unmatched. I feel on top of the world. The best I’ve ever felt. Why in the hell would Manson try to keep this feeling from me?

I set a light kiss on the back of Rachel’s head. “Pick out some food, angel. I won’t tell you again.”

Now to cover my tracks long enough that Manson can’t fuck me over.

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Trick or Cheat - Diggy Graves

As I pull up to the barn, my hands shake. Real, deep rage flows through me. Riley got the drop on me. I was complacent, and she took advantage of that.

I get out of the car and slam the door, marching to the barn. I hope Riley is feeling just reckless enough to be here.

But she isn’t. I see the trackers lying on the floor.

I know Riley rarely goes into the house, but I stride there next. The back door is standing wide open, which only makes me more angry. Anyone could come in and hurt her. Riley isn’t invincible.

My eyes catch on the mousetraps on the wall, and I arch an eyebrow. Did she think that would keep me away?

Cute.

I don’t find her anywhere on the property, but I do find her phone, which she factory reset.

Jesus.

A weird tingling runs through my body. I told Riley to prove herself. I gave her the green light to fuck around and find out.I meant for her to show me what skills she has. But Riley is the most stubborn woman I’ve ever met in my life, and she’s currently pissed off at me. The tingling in my stomach increases. Now we’re really playing, and this isn’t like when we would mess around as kids. I think Riley’s about to fuck shit up.

I try to keep my hands still as I dial my law enforcement connection. He picks up on the third ring. “What’s up?”

I rattle off Riley’s plate number.

“What?” He sounds confused.

I take a second to suck in a breath. My mask is slipping. I can’t be sloppy about this. I put on a friendly voice. “I need you to keep an eye out for that plate.”

“Oookay? What they do?”

My blood boils. That’s none of his damn business. “I just need to know where it is. Find it for me.”

The man mutters on the other end of the line, but I pay him for this shit. The agreement is he’s there for me, any time of the day or night. Or I’ll find a way for him to disappear. That part wasn’t in the agreement, but it was implied.

“It was over in Stark County a few days ago.”