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than
shell casings hitting the concrete.
    The rush of moisture left her panting, her hips still rocking,
looking for release.
    “Jane. Jane, honey…” Rose groaned and tugged at her, lips
wrapping around her hard nipple and pulling so hard Jane bared her teeth, bit
back the cry. Fuck, yes. Hard, steady, with a pull that sensations right to her
clit, Rose knew what she needed.
    There was nothing better than this woman’s mouth. Nothing.
    Rose’s hands explored her, making her skin sing, but it was
those lips that drove Jane mad, the suction steady, strong, never letting her
breathe.
    She twisted, trying to get more, her hands on Rose’s
shoulders. “Baby. Oh. Rose.”
    Her left nipple was deserted, the right getting attention
now, while Rose’s fingers slipped against her clit, the touch featherlight,
fluttering against her and her thighs shuddered.
    “Harder.” She squeezed her thighs down around Rose’s wrist.
    “Pushy broad.” Rose’s teeth scraped over her nipple as her
clit was circled, teased and she fought to get her own fingers down, give
herself the pressure she needed.
    “I am. I know what I like.”
    “Mmhmm. Me.” Rose’s thumb nudged her clit, firmly, pressing
the nub of nerves hard enough that her teeth clicked together.
    “Yes.” She let her head fall back, her mouth open as she
rode Rose’s hand.
    Long fingers fucked her in sure, strong strokes, pushing
deep in time with her moans, fingertips curling, the pressure inside her body
stealing her breath. She wiggled, begging for more with her body. Her mouth was
busy cussing. She did like to yell her fool head off.
    Rose’s laughter huffed around her nipple, teeth teasing her.
    “Bitch.” She grinned wildly, her belly pulling in tight, the
rhythmic throbbing between her legs an urgent thing.
    “Yes.” Rose’s thumb moved faster, and electricity shot
through her like fire.
    “Rose. Gonna come, baby.”
    A sharp bite stung her nipple, the floodgates opening inside
her. She cried out, her hips slamming up, her breath stopping for a moment.
Fuck. Fuck, Rose pushed her, made her feel things no one else ever had.
    Jane fucking loved it.
    Rose leaned against her, cheek on her chest.
    She petted that soft head of hair, letting it cling to her
fingers. Pretty baby. So fine. “That was worth the hide you’re going to take
from me for taking your shot.”
    “Mmm.” One fingertip circled her nipple lazily. “I may need
more than a pound of flesh.”
    “You think so, baby?” She could handle that. They could
spend some time together. Make up for lost time.
    Make up for last time.
    “I think we haven’t played in Vegas in years.”
    “Oh, I like the Strip. Big crowds suit us.” What happened
there really did stay there.
    “I know. You, me, neon. It’s a perfect idea.”
    “I love it. Let’s go.” They could be anonymous. Fuck like
bunnies.
    Rose grinned, pushed up and braided her long hair. “We
driving or flying?”
    “Driving.” They could have a ball on a road trip. Very bad
bachelor party movie but with more guns.
    “I’m in. I have my bag here. I’m ready to go.”
    Jane raised up on her elbows to look at Rose’s hand, which
still rested on Jane’s breast. “We don’t get a round two?”
    “Mmm. Greedy girl. You going to try to tempt me?”
    “Do I have to work that hard?” Jane took a kiss from Rose’s
pretty lips.
    Rose leaned in, hands framing her face. Her girl did love to
smooch. Good thing that worked for Jane. “Are you suggesting I’m easy, Jane?”
    “Only for me.” And not even that easy for Jane. Rose was a cryptogram.
    A deadly, beautiful puzzle.
    One of Rose’s legs pushed between her thighs, nudging her
cunt. Her toes curled, her nipples hardening right up. Jane was the easy one.
    “Round two, you go first.” Rose’s expression was wicked.

Chapter Two
     
    “Rose, dear, where on earth are you?”
    “Mmm. Traveling, Shelly.” She was in Rome, as a matter of
fact, working. It was raining, and