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want to come with you riding me. I want your tits in my face and your ass in my hands. Please?”
     
    How did one man fit so much naked need in such a buttoned up frame? How had no one realized how very much he contained and been willing to help him open it up? “Yes,” she whispered back.
     
    He pulled free of her, and took her spot, sitting on the bed, leaning back on his hands. She organized her body enough that she could sit up and straddle him. Seating him inside of her a second time almost undid him again.
     
    This close she could hear him muttering, “Three point one four one five nine two six five oh my aching god please fuck me Zoey please…” and she leaned back just a little, bracing herself on his thighs. She shifted against him just a little and he groaned, his back shaking under her hands as he filled his hands with her ass.
     
    She moved again, taking his entire length and settling him more firmly inside of her, and whatever thin leash he’d used on his control snapped. He dragged her viciously up and down his cock, slamming her into him as he cried out with each incredible, deep motion, spreading her so wide and strong that she thought she might tear apart.
     
    Another orgasm seemed unlikely after she’d just come so thoroughly, but his lips latched onto her nipple, his teeth and tongue moving like demons, and—it wasn’t quite an orgasm, but as he burst within her, and she could feel the surge of heat for the first time, the primal completion of the act, her body spasmed around him urging him on, begging him for just a little bit more.
     
    They collapsed together on the bed, both of them gasping and clutching at each other, afraid to lose this intensity, this swirling excitement that had bound them together. After a bit of time passed, he pulled himself up off the bed, went to the bathroom, and came back with two damp wash cloths. Zoey reached for one, but he smiled at her. “I’d like to, if that’s okay.”
     
    She nodded and leaned back. His cock was soft and resting in its nest of dark curls as he carefully wiped his seed from her sex, then leaned over and placed a soft, chaste kiss at the top of her mound. He cleaned himself more roughly, then lay down beside her again, stroking her hair. “You are something else,” he murmured.
     
    “You’re not half bad yourself,” she replied, leaning in to press a light kiss against the corner of his mouth.
     
    It was a long time however, before they got any sleep.
     

CHAPTER TWO
     
    The next few days passed quietly enough. According to Alex, the board meeting had been a complete disaster. Olivia had stymied him at every turn, and had gotten more members in her corner than he ’d been able to collect for himself. Zoey asked him what he was going to do about it, and he just shrugged.
     
    Claire went back to her life, cautioned to call him immediately if anything seemed off or strange, but she seemed completely unconcerned about why her brother was suddenly paranoid. Both he and Zoey had given her pieces of the story, but somehow they couldn’t bring themselves to share everything. She didn’t need to know, it wasn’t going to keep her safer, and it was just an ugly thing to share. Zoey found herself, more than once, wishing she didn’t know it.
     
    Alex’s lawyers did keep them from needing to actually answer questions at the office of the police commissioner, or anyone else down at 1 Police Plaza, which Zoey found to be a great relief. Unfortunately, it also meant that she couldn’t get hold of the information about the how to contact the twins, or their guardians.
     
    After Alonso had confirmed that they wouldn’t be needed for interviews that morning, and that he would be dropping by that afternoon to draft a witness statement with Zoey, Alex finally asked her, point blank, what had been on the drive.
     
    “Cindy told me that it was information, everything she and Thalia had collected to fight their case for the will, if