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.She still had it.Go her.Jane took her arm in a courtly gesture, and off they went.Toward the Corolla.“You want me to get our things, or are we going to drive around and come back?”“We’ll come back.If Chris is still alive, we’ll get our stuff.” Jane’s jaw set in a hard line, and she could tell sacrificing Chris would bother her.“Tell him to run, lady.Would Marty have sent him?”“I’m not sure Marty told him to come in person, baby.” Jane grinned a little.“He’s a tech guy.”“He’s a geek.”“That’s what I said, love.”Rose snorted.“I hope he’s smarter than you seem to think he is.”“He’s brilliant.And a neat man.” Jane gave her a look and they slipped in the car.“You hungry?”“You know, I am.Midnight pancakes?”“And sausage.”“And lots of coffee.”And maybe a sleepless night watching before they got their asses on that ship.Chapter FifteenAh.Tuscany.Jane chuckled.They’d jumped ship in Barcelona, letting everyone believe they were headed down from Catalan to Southern Spain.Then they slipped on a small Mediterranean cruise line to get to Cittavecchia, then taken two different trains to Florence.Now they had a villa outside of Siena.Her Rose was outside in the sun, a coffee in one hand and a cheesy romance novel from 1974 in the other.The bright red curls were shining and loose, the light loving on every inch of that woman.Jane was damn glad the old lady disguise was gone.Hell, she was happy not to bind her boobs and be a man anymore.Mmm.Boobs.Rose’s looked luscious in a low-cut tank.Bruise free.Her girl was blossoming here, laughing more and more every day, beginning to tease and play.Jane decided it was time to add to the fun.She started stalking.Rose’s head tilted, her girl still so sensitive, even here.That was a good thing.They’d have to keep an eye out the rest of their lives, even if Ben had removed the major threat before he died.Marty said he’d walked into some oil sheik’s compound and started shooting.The thought made her smile, honestly, their Ben dying in a blaze of glory.So much better than fading in some hospital room.She circled, then feinted and came in hot from the left.“Boo!”Rose’s laugh filled the air, and suddenly her arms were filled with curves and warm skin, Rose taking her down onto the grass, tongue-fucking her lips.Jane opened up and let Rose go where she wanted.So good to be out of the driver’s seat.One hand cupped the back of her head, tilted her so the kiss could deepen.Her girl.Damn.Just…damn.Struggling, Jane got both hands between them and started pulling at clothes.Rose chuckled, one lean thigh pressing up, giving her some delicious friction, something to rub against.God.God, it felt like they’d been on eggshells and now…Her girl was hungry for her.Jane kissed Rose hard, deep, rubbing like crazy while she ripped that tiny little tank right off.Tiny hard nipples waited for her, and she tore from the kiss, wrapping her lips around one and sucking, pulling until Rose moaned for her.She loved how sweet and clean Rose’s flesh tasted.The only bruises there ever should be hers.“Harder, lady.” Rose’s thigh rocked against her cunt, making her ache.“Like this?” She licked and sucked, working the other nipple with her fingers.“God, yes.Yes.Feels like heaven.”“My girl.” She pinched and nipped.Hard.“Yours!”Rose arched, fingers tangling in her hair, tugging.She moaned, switching sides, biting the other nipple.Her girl cried out, pulled away and bent into another sharp kiss, those taut nipples burning against her chest.They rolled, Rose pinning her to the ground, straddling her.Oh that was hot as all fuck.Rose’s lips brushed her ear, “Love how you’re wet for me.Want you.”“Love you.Anything, baby girl.” They were basking, wallowing in each other.That was okay.“Everything.” Rose pushed one hand between them, unfastening her jeans.Jane wiggled, helping out.More.She needed skin to skin.“Gonna order a strap-on for us to play with.Gonna make you fuck me.”She should get her girl more romance novels.They obviously gave her ideas.Naughty, wonderful ideas.Rose’s fingers slipped into the leg of her panties, beginning to tease.“First, though, I want you to come for me.”“I can do that.” Jane panted, touching as much of Rose as she could, concurrently and consecutively.“I do like it, though, the idea of you, slamming into me.” Rose was going to drive her crazy.She rode Rosie’s hand, squeezing with her thighs.“I like it too, baby.”Rose’s chuckle was husky, deep.“I can tell, so wet for me.”The tips of Rose’s fingers circled her clit, the sensation deep enough to burn, and her thighs went tight before they began to tremble, shake.She gasped, jerking, her nipples hard as little rocks.God, it was good to not hold back.“That’s it.That’s it, love.”Rose didn’t give her a second to breathe, didn’t give her any quarter.They slapped together, and their lips slammed together, the taste of copper marking them both.She grabbed Rose’s hips, holding on tight.Two fingers pushed inside her, making her moan, and that thumb never stopped working her clit.She tried to make her hands work, be clever, but Rose was shorting her out.“Just let me fuck you.”The filthy words made her teeth click together, made her swallow hard, and when Rose bent, those wicked lips wrapping around one nipple she wanted to scream.Her body stretched out as if she was on a rack, and she pushed her hands up over her head, letting Rose have everything.Heat flooded her, her thighs jumping restlessly, like there was a current going from her needy cunt to her fucking soul.Rose loved her like nothing else mattered, like they weren’t disheveled and half-bare in the back lawn.She chuckled.Their villa.Their rules.Their love
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