Page 135 of Sins or Secrets
It’s funny, I swear normally it’s the other way around.Guys freaking out because their women want to take that next step to show commitment.
I also had another reason up my sleeve for being here, other than standing guard over the place.
Sliding my hand into my back pocket I reach for the little memory stick.This is a copy of Quinn’s.
I’m an asshole for doing it, and I feel like one for breaking some element of trust for the fact that she doesn’t know I have it.
I’m not going to use it. That’s something I would never do without telling her first.
The idea of making a copy is to make sure she has her leverage if push came to shove and we needed it.
It’s back up, and also a start to my investigation on Jackson Fairchild.
Quinn only showed me the recording with Riley, but there were over two hundred recordings on there.I watched a few and found some with Jackson.What I saw so far wasn’t strong enough to incriminate him but it showed a relationship with Peter.
That sneaky bastard recorded all the meetings that took place in his office.
As nearly all the meetings I saw were about shady shit, there’s only one reason he could have put that plan in motion, and it had to be to use it someday.
I’m not sure in what ways, because it would have incriminated him too.Then again, I guess he could have either made up some cock and bull about setting up the meetings or he could have edited himself out of the recording.Either way, it’s dirt he could have used to destroy or blackmail any of the people he associated with.
Including his beloved son-in-law.
I make my way upstairs to our bedroom.
It’s weird thinking of the bedroom as ours, but it’s a nice thought.
Quinn’s still in the shower.
The thought of the water running over her naked body makes me jealous and I pull off my t-shirt.No harm ever came from starting the day out right.
I have a long day today, so I’ll take my fill of her now, just in case she’s asleep when I get back.
I shrug out of my pants and walk into the bathroom.It’s steamy inside and smells of her.
The shower is closed so she can’t see me.It’s not until I open it and step inside that she does and a bright smile curls her lips.
She’s got her back pressed against the granite walls with the water spraying over her.It runs down her hair making it look like liquid velvet and her skin, making it sparkle.
“Joining me in the shower, lieutenant?” she cajoles running her fingers through her hair.
My gaze drops to her breasts, and she smiles wider.
“Can’t blame a guy for wanting to start his morning with his woman if she looks like you.” I lean in to kiss her and she slips her arms around me pulling me into the flow of water.
We kiss under the steady stream that washes over us, intensifying the wild sexy thrill of passion and desire.
I never used to think of such things.Until we got together.
Being with her ignites the fire inside me that I never even knew I had.She makes me feel things I didn’t know I could feel and want things I never imagined wanting.
As the kiss turns to an insatiable greed, I know it’s time to satisfy it.We can kiss until the sun goes down and comes back up again, and that will just fan the flames of need.
What I need is to be inside her, and I know she needs me inside too.
Leaving her lips, I flip her around so she can press her hands to the walls.She pushes out her glorious ass and I run my hands over the heart shaped cheeks to get a good feel.
I turn the water down to a light spray so I can enjoy her properly, then I guide my straining length to her pussy and slide into her passage, loving the intense feeling of her body welcoming me.
