Sex, Lies & Leather (Sex and Lies Book 9) by Kris Calvert

Author:Kris Calvert [Calvert, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781943180301
Publisher: Kris Calvert
Published: 2019-03-18T16:00:00+00:00

18

KING

I tossed the keys to the apartment on the nightstand and took a deep breath. “I don’t know what we’re about to get into.”

“Seriously? I know exactly what we’re about to get into. Sex. A kink club. Monarch’s clues lead to this club. There’s another clue, and it must be there. I know you’re thinking the same thing I’m thinking,” Reagan declared.

I sat on the bed, only to lie completely down, staring at the ceiling. “Yeah? What’s that?” I needed sleep in this bed. I wanted sex.

“What do a senator, an online hacker, and a BDSM club have in common?” she asked.

“Nothing. Everything.”

“The senator is into kink and is a regular at the club,” she said, pondering as she paced the floor in front of the bed. All I could watch was her tight bottom. Dear God, I loved this woman.

“Possibly,” I said. “But what’s the crime in that?”

“You don’t think it’s even a little bit strange that the senator’s aide was found dead three weeks ago in an alley across the street from the same kink club?”

“I know,” I replied with a sigh. “I know.” Reagan sat on the edge of the bed, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear. “I need a haircut.”

“You need a lot of things, King. But right now I just want you to tell me what you’re thinking.”

“Right now?” I slid my hand under her tight butt. “Right now, I’m thinking about what I want to do to you—and exactly how I want to do it.”

“I meant about the case,” she said, trailing her cool fingers down my face.

“I knew what you meant. Well,” I said, pulling her down to lie on her back beside me. I traced the underside of her breast through her shirt. “I don’t think it’s a coincidence the senator’s aide was found dead in an alley across the street from the kink club. But at the same time, I feel certain he’s covered his tracks.”

“Why? Because they never implicated him? It changes everything if we can put him at the club that night. Right?”

“Just because he likes kinky sex doesn’t make him a murderer, Reagan. I mean,” I said, unbuttoning her shirt. “I like sex.”

“Yeah.” Reagan murmured through a soft giggle as I nibbled at her ear. “But you don’t like having your balls stepped on by a stiletto. And I know you don’t like to be tied up.”

“I like to use my hands,” I said, whispering in her ear.

“Oh, I know. I know.”

“Speaking of hands,” I said. “I need to sleep if I’m going to think this through properly. But first, I want to make love to you. I need a taste of you,” I whispered into her skin with a kiss. “To sleep like a baby.”

Reagan blushed, and I adored that I could still surprise her. “What if I want a taste of you?” she asked.

“Mmmm,” I mumbled into her skin.

Sitting up to free the hem of her shirt from her form-fitting pants, I kissed my

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