“Cum for me Maddie. Cum again.”

She groaned and he thrust quicker, his thumb pushing on her clit as he thrust and twisted the vibrator in and out.

“Fuck Cole.” She screamed kicking and finally releasing it, finally letting it go. She lifted her body up as if she was trying to roll away and he held her back down, forcing her to keep taking it, forcing her to ride it right to the end.

When she was done he tossed the toy onto the floor and pulled her into him. She lay breathing fast, feeling the hardness of his muscles all around her and the sweat of both of them lingering on their skin.

She shut her eyes, feeling like suddenly she could focus and she saw the photo again, that image.

“I’m scared.” She said quietly, really quietly. She didn’t know why she’d said it, why she’d needed too, why in that moment it felt like she had to admit it to him.

He narrowed his eyes looking at her. “About what?”

“The photos, the case, how I’m connected to it.” She replied.

He sighed holding her tighter. He didn’t answer her, didn’t want to because he wasn’t going to make promises of keeping her safe or any other bullshit like that. She was tough, she could take care of herself and on top of that she should be scared. It was about time she was admitting it because this case was lethal and to be anything but scared she’d have to be a fucking idiot.