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“We gave Diego quite the show,” he said, sweeping hair off my shoulder and kissing the dampened skin there. I laughed, lacking the strength to look for my corrupted cat. “Might as well give him the grand finale.”

Derek’s cock pushed against my ass.

“I don’t think he’ll mind.” When I turned onto my back, his eyes dropped to my breasts. “Derek,” I purred, reaching between us and wrapping a hand around his dick. “Let me return the favor.”

He grinned, sliding his mouth over mine. The taste of me on his lips had me moaning and stroking him harder.

I tore at the buttons on his collar—

The chime of a doorbell echoed around us. We froze. After the ordeal with Belov, I couldn’t help but feel the pangs of anxiety ricocheting up my body and rooting themselves inside my heart. He must have sensed my anguish because his gentle hand cupped my face.

“You’re safe with me. You know that, right?”

“I-I do. I just…”

“Angel, you’re safe.” His gaze was penetrating, an absolute conviction in his voice. “And it’s probably Kai. Either way, no one gets in here unless I want them to. Understand?”

“Yeah.”

He kissed my forehead and dashed off the bed and into the bathroom.

I grasped at the sheets, bunching them to my face and squealing into the fabric. Fuck, that was amazing. The best I’d ever had. I’d have to both thank and kill the woman who’d taught him those skills.

After slinking to the floor on wobbly legs, I scanned the room, looking for Diego. He was under a chair by one of the long windows, licking at his paw.

“Sorry, you had to see that, little guy.” He stopped to glance at me before continuing his tongue bath.

Fuck. Tongue bath, indeed.

Derek must have been on the phone, his voice filtering from the other side of the door. The casual tone reinforced my confidence in his assurances about my safety.

Since when had I ever needed a man to feel safe?

I slid open the zipper of my bag and pulled out an outfit. As much as I enjoyed naked time with Derek, I was glad to have my things. Flutters tickled my chest at the thought of his gesture. The way he’d reached out to Lex, so I’d have everything I needed.

Moments later, he exited the bathroom, washed up and wearing a new suit.

This man and his damn suits.

A warm smile tipped his lips the moment his eyes found mine.

“Get dressed. Kai is downstairs.”

I’d started to walk past him, and Derek looped an arm behind my back.

He dipped his head to kiss me, slow and gentle, our tongues gliding together in a sensual rhythm.

“I’m sorry we didn’t get to finish what we started,” I said over his mouth.

He hauled me closer, his dick hard against my abdomen. “Not your fault. And we’ll pick up where we left off when I get back. You owe me two orgasms.”

His little joke would have been funny, but my brain could only focus on what he’d said before that.

“What?” I pulled away, eyebrows knitted together. “When you get back? What do you mean? Where are you going? What about—”

“Hey.” He took hold of my chin, staring into my panic-stricken eyes. “I have some business to take care of out of town. Kai is going to stay here. Watch you while I’m gone.”

Annoyance clawed up my back, replacing the fear from seconds ago. I hated he was talking about me as if I needed a babysitter. But I was mostly aggravated with myself, because I realized the thought of him leaving put me on edge.