regarding their petition for access to Wizzin’s records. For it to be taking this long to get what they needed told them that Wizzin’s attorneys were putting up a good fight. Toni and Drew could only hope that now that there was another murder, the judge would be pressured to sign off on their request.
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Later that evening, Andrew was on his way up to Toni’s apartment carrying bags of Chinese food. When they’d finished work for the day, she asked if he wanted to join her for dinner. He volunteered to grab Chinese take-out.
Her door opened before he had a chance to knock, which meant she’d seen him approach. She was either glad to see him, or glad to see the food he was bringing. Either way, he’d take it. “Thanks,” he said.
“Need help with those bags?” she asked.
“No, I got this,” he said, heading straight for her kitchen. The apartment smelled just like her—amazing. It was even better than the take-out.
After placing the bags on her counter, he turned around and saw that she’d followed him. “But I want this,” he said, his voice husky as heat fired up his blood. Never before had he wanted a woman this much. Love combined with passion was a powerful thing and at the moment, he was a willing sacrifice to its energy.
His mouth closed over hers in a hungry display of both need and want, and sexual tension blasted through his loins. Some days, it was harder to keep his hands off her than others. Today had been one of those days. And now he was letting her know the temptation had been almost unbearable.
He figured, given her response, that she must be feeling it, too. Her mouth was just as greedy as his, and he could feel the erratic beating of her heart against his chest.
He suddenly broke off the kiss. “Do you want to eat now or later?” he asked, whispering against moist lips.
“Later,” she breathed out the words. And to make sure he understood, she leaned forward and recaptured his lips.
What a woman, he thought, returning her kiss with as much vigor as she was showing. And then, when she planted her middle against his hard erection and began grinding her body against it, he knew that dinner would be much, much later.
He swept her into his arms, heading toward her bedroom. Only they didn’t make it there.
Andrew needed her. Now. Putting her back on her feet, he immediately began removing her clothes. Thankfully, it wasn’t hard to do since she wasn’t wearing much—just a pair of joggers and a t-shirt, without a bra or undies. She had come prepared. He had come ready.
After relieving her of all her clothes, he quickly pulled his shirt over his own head so his gaze could once again roam over her skin. He needed to get his visual fill of the most gorgeous body he’d ever seen, tasted, and been inside of. And he couldn’t wait to get back inside of her again.
When he kicked off his shoes and pushed his jeans down past his thighs, he watched her gaze shift from his face to his groin. Just knowing she was looking at him there aroused him even more. He kicked his jeans aside.
He wasn’t sure who moved first. All he knew was that the moment their flesh touched, he was overcome with pleasure. Backing her up against the wall, she once again jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist.
“You’re getting good at that,” he said, holding her close enough to support the position of her body. Unable to help himself, he leaned in and went after her mouth again, devouring it.
He loved it when her nipples pressed against his chest, and her feminine mound rested against his erection. Increasing the pressure of his tongue, he deepened the kiss, almost certain he could feel the heat arcing between them.
Finally, he widened her legs and surged into her, loving the feel of her heated flesh clamping down on him. On impact, her inner muscles began squeezing him tight while her breasts moved in a jiggle in front of his face. He latched onto a nipple and sucked it into his mouth as his body began moving, thrusting back and forth inside of her.
After giving the other nipple the same irresistible treatment, he leaned in and began licking the side of her face, all while the lower part of his body pounded non-stop into hers. He lifted his