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This was definitely not a dream…

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Breasts. Bare breasts. That’s the first thing Joe saw as firm thighs squeezed his hips. “Stay still,” the woman on top of him quietly ordered.

What did she mean? He was still. Oh, well, maybe there was one part of him that wasn’t completely obeying….

The balcony doors slid open, but before Joe could see what was going on, the woman was kissing him.

No, she wasn’t kissing him—she was devouring him. He groaned against the mattress. This was better than any dream. Forgotten were the strangers on the balcony, the identity of the woman straddling him, the bizarre notion that he didn’t have any idea what was happening. All he could think about was the rush of heat to his groin, the taste of the mouth now plundering his….

Then she moved. Oh, God, she moved.

Somewhere in the back of Joe’s mind he realized the shadows were no longer at the balcony doors. And his dream nymph moved again—only this time, it was away from him. Joe blinked, trying to focus on the gorgeous, naked woman now standing at the foot of his bed.

In a panicked voice, she said, “I need your help.”

Private Investigations

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