Page 105 of Beyond the Badge: Nox

Her pace didn’t falter for one second.

No, she hadn’t climaxed yet.

Not yet. Soon…

“Nox!” burst from between her lips and she crashed onto his lap. For a second, he worried that the chair would be unable to handle their combined weight. But in the next second, he didn’t give a shit.

Because he was too busy watching her orgasm.

He got swept up along with her.

She was gorgeous.

Absolutely fucking gorgeous.

She didn’t come close to the beauty he’d seen in his lifetime. The fiery sunsets. Soaring mountains. Crystal clear lakes. Turquoise seas.

She blew them all away.

None compared to Liyah.

As soon as her climax tapered off and the pulsing of her pussy waned, she lifted her head and opened her eyes to lock them with his.

She began to move again, lifting and lowering. Keeping her weight off him and the chair as she worked to bring him to orgasm, too.

Grabbing his face, she made sure he couldn’t look away as she rode his cock until he was at his very limit.

And when he was, her mouth crashed into his, his hips shot off the chair and he slammed up into her. His balls tightened and he came with an intensity that he swore made his soul leave his body for a few seconds.

When it returned, he slowly lowered his ass back to the chair, taking her with him. His cock continued to twitch, and his heart kept trying to break free from his chest.

“Liyah…” came out on a pant. He pressed his damp forehead to hers, using that time to collect himself.

Until time slowed and his focus returned.

Until he came back to the reality that they just had sex on a metal chair in a closet in a community center.

In a community where he normally worked.

Where he was damn sure, she also did real estate transactions.

He could see the headlines now…

Local cop caught boinking the area’s top real estate broker at the Shadow Valley Community Center.

News at five.

For a few seconds, she lazily combed her long nails through his damp hair. And,damn, did that feel good.

He tightened his arm around her waist to keep her there for a little longer. But as soon as she began plucking at her own hair, he realized it had not fallen back into place like he thought it would after he fisted it.

Proving he knew nothing about Black women’s hair.

He should take the time to learn because he didn’t want to fuck up. Especially if they ended up having sex again. “Sorry about messing up your hair.”

A soft, satisfied smile crossed her face. “It was worth it.”

Liyah hadno idea what her hair looked like after he grabbed a handful of it in the heat of passion. But no matter what, it was fixable, and she hadn’t been lying… It had been worth it.

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