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over the hairs there. John had no control, not with the drugs in his system, but for once he was off the hook to give his partner pleasure, even if the idea galled him. He’d never been so selfish when it came to sex.
    Lindsey turned more toward him until he could see her face and upper chest clearly. Her nipples pushed taut points against the bodice of her dress and her eyes lidded to half-mast. She moaned a little as she stroked him harder and faster, biting her lower lip. John wished he could move, moan, hell even show her his “O” face as his arousal surged to a screaming level. Pleasure swamped his mind and his balls tightened up just before he toppled into ecstasy.
    John closed his eyes and sighed as cum shot from his cock, bathing Lindsey’s hand in hot cream.
    “Oh yes, yes, John. Come for me.” She milked him with her hand and stars sparkled behind his closed lids. Holy shit, this woman is sex in a dress. He’d never come so hard by only a hand job.
    His heart thundered and his breath shuddered in his chest as the euphoria washed across his senses. Considering how immobile he was, she’d given him the best damn orgasm he’d had in weeks.
    “Umm, you taste divine, John. Like vanilla cream.”
    The husky satisfaction in her voice made him snap his eyes open and his cock flexed as she licked his cum off her palm with long slow swipes of her tongue. Fuckin’ A, did she just lick her hand? John had never seen a woman appear to enjoy cum so much and the pleasure from her apparent enjoyment warmed his entire chest.
    She licked and savored her entire hand’s worth of cum like a tasty treat and offered him a satisfied smile. He still couldn’t move, but the scent of her arousal perfumed the room and delight rose in his chest unbidden. Damn, at least I made her wet. That was fuckin’ sexy.
    When she’d finished cleaning her hand, Lindsey patted his thigh and gave him a happy smile.
    “Very good, John. I think you’ll do nicely.” She sauntered to his shoulders and dipped her head beside his as if to kiss him.
    Oh, yes please. I’ll take a kiss, ma’am.
    “Thank you, Chief Petty Officer. I’ll arrange to have you brought to my suite and we’ll get you out of here as soon as possible.” Her whispers brushed his ear and some of his pleasure drained away. He was still a prisoner, but she’d managed, with one small hand and some soft moans, to make him forget his circumstances for a few moments.
    Lindsey tilted her head to meet his gaze and said aloud. “You’re very good, John. And you’re mine from now on. Do you understand?”
    He blinked twice and some part of him couldn’t be happier belonging to her. And when I get a chance, I’ll show her.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Lindsey spread her legs and bent over one of them, stretching out her quads. Sweat trickled down her back. Even at zero-five-hundred, the Vegas summer temperature simmered at eighty-two degrees and she’d be drenched before she even started to run. She rose and switched to the other leg, waiting for her handler. They’d agreed to meet at Floyd Lamb Park to discuss what she’d found and how she’d get Chief Petty Officer JH Andrews out of Madame LeBeau’s sex slavery market.
    “Hey, Jenna. Ready to run?”
    Lindsey straightened at her cover name and offered a smile to her LVMPD handler Courtney Dabner as she jogged up. Courtney had the body of a supermodel with wiry muscles and long limbs. Lindsey reminded herself to be grateful for her more compact and robust frame, but Courtney’s stature remained intimidating.
    “Yes, but not too hard today.” Lindsey grimaced as she stretched out her side. “I had a late night last night and I need to go slow to work out the kinks.”
    Courtney gave her a lewd wink. “Kinky night, huh? Okay, we’ll just jog then.”
    They set off on the paved path around the lake as the sun painted blue shadows on the western faces of the surrounding mountains. Ducks and coots splashed in the wind-ruffled