“Lindsay was better that I was. It looked like you were having a lot more fun fucking her than me. Even Chloe was more into it than I was.”The man...stepped forward and Helena could not deny that he was very handsome; a strange thing to think after the scenes she had seen him in. He lifted her chin and kissed her. “Sex doesn’t mean everything. I’m tired of running around, chasing strangers. I want someone I can spend my life with. Lindsay and Chloe were simply more used to doing that kind of. She led the way with her heels clicking to an even beat. He followed closely behind, sometimes slowing just to take in the image of her round ass a little better from the distance. When they reached the top of the stairs, they entered the adult section of the library. Magazines loaded the wall to the right and rows and rows of books took up the left side of the large room."Now, I think what you're looking for will be over here." She said as she pointed her delicate finger row number 21."Show me. Maybe, and that could still be really dangerous. Suddenly a sinewy arm came from behind and wrapped itself around her waist in a vise-like grip, a hand on her breast. OK, not a jellyfish, but…Cass began breathing faster. “Noah?” He had never done anything like this before, and this newfound forcefulness was hot. A stubbly chin rested where her neck joined her shoulder and her shiver was more like a convulsion. Hello erogenous zone! “No. I’m Lex. I thought you were a mermaid.” His low, deeply. The call was received in the middle of the ocean, which means it was made to a yacht belonging to someone that wanted us dead. It didn’t really work out well, because the Air Force blew the yacht into small pieces, then picked up seven survivors, including a man who owned the yacht and when our forensic auditors finished looking into his financial dealings, had transferred hundreds of millions of dollars for various entities that were part of the Soros net. I understand he had a heart attack.