“What are doing down there?” Vikki leaned over the edge of the bed. Ricky had his head resting on a pillow and his body curled up in a ball.

“You’re a bed hog,” he mumbled with his eyes still closed.

She sat up. “What? I am not.”

“Well, then I guess I was just imagining you pushing me off the bed.”

Vikki gasped. “No, really?” She crawled down next to him and pulled the comforter over their bodies. “I’m so sorry. I’m not used to sharing a bed with anyone.”

“I gathered that.” He chuckled and kissed her forehead. “Did you sleep good?”

“Is it bad if I say yes?”

“I will be crushed, but I’ll get over it.”

“My poor baby,” she teased and climbed on top of his body. “How can I make it up to you?” She reached behind her body and cupped his balls. “Would a massage help?”

“Maybe.”

Then she moved her body so she was straddling his thighs. Vikki knew he was getting aroused which caused her body to react. She stretched her hands forward and rubbed them slowly down his chest. Right before she reached his happy trail, she stopped. “Or maybe this will help.” Then she bent her head and wrapped her lips around him. He was fully erect and absolutely beautiful.

“Fuck. Yeah, that will help immensely.”

She giggled but never stopped her movements up and down. He tangled his hands in her hair and started to move her head up and down. Vikki loved when men took control, especially in this situation. She moaned her pleasure with each movement.

“Honey, I’m almost there.” Ricky tried to give her a chance to move, but she fought against him. He started to moan louder, and then he pushed forward hard, one last time, as he let out his release. Vikki continued to pleasure him which only caused him to react because his body was so sensitive now. “Shit, baby.” She didn’t let him pull away and could feel his body shake from the intense feelings she was causing.

Vikki lifted her head and had a huge smile plastered on her face. “I bet that helped.”

He sat up and pulled her body closer. “I’m not sure yet.”

She swatted at his arm and giggled. “You need to give my jaw at least a thirty-minute break.”

“Oh, just enough time.”

“Enough time for what?” Before she could say another word, he pushed her body to the floor and spread her legs. “Oh, that. There’s always time for that.”

“Exactly.” Then he bent his head and started to pepper light kisses up the inside of both of her legs. Just as he was about to kiss her most sensitive spot, there was a light tap on the door. “Seriously? We just wanted a full twenty-four hours to ourselves.”

Vikki pushed his head back down and yelled. “Give us ten minutes.”

“Do you always get what you want?”

“Pretty much.” She lifted her behind to be closer to his mouth. “Plus, I can’t wait a minute longer.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Then Ricky dropped his head and dragged his tongue up her, spending more time on her clitoris. The moment he started to nip and suck, she cried out and covered her mouth. “You want more?”

“Yes, Ricky, please.”

He continued to pleasure her while also placing two fingers inside her body moving in and out. “God you taste good.” He tried to tease her by kissing the inside of her legs and making her wait. She shocked him by tapping and rubbing herself in need of a release. He pushed her hand away and continued his play. Vikki fisted her hands into his hair and pushed up toward his mouth, demanding more. He never hesitated and continued to nip and suck until she yelled out his name.

She sat up and jumped into his arms. “I want that to happen every day when we wake up.”

He kissed her lips and chuckled. “Will we be together every morning?”

“Oh yeah, from now on.”

“What if I disagree?”

“Do you?”

“Nope, but it’s fun trying to disagree.”

“Ricky?”

“Yeah, kitten?”

“I know that’s Miles waiting for you on the other side of the door. No, I’m not psychic. I just know where we’re at and the situation we’re in.” Vikki cleared her throat. “I’m sure you have to leave soon. Promise me something?”

“Anything.”

“Be safe. We finally got together, and I couldn’t stand losing you now.”

“I promise.”

“Wait, don’t promise, just do it.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

* * *

Ricky was sliding his shirt over his head as he stepped out of the room. “Hey.” Miles was leaning up against the wall with earbuds in and looking at his phone. Ricky touched his arm. “Hey.”

Miles jumped. “Oh, sorry. Preslie said to bring the headphones just in case.”

“Your wife is pretty smart.”

“She’s a keeper,” Miles teased. “Sorry to bother you. I know I promised you twenty-four hours to yourself, but I think I may have a break.”

“Tell me.” They took the stairs up to the fourth floor and headed into the conference room. Cooper was sitting at the big, long table looking at a file. “I have a feeling this is going to be intense.”

Cooper closed the file. “Maybe. Miles had a thought, and we have been looking deeper into it.”

“Remember when I mentioned something about Jason Keets and where he may be hiding?” Miles asked, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

“Yeah, did you find him?” Ricky said, sitting down opposite Miles.

“Not yet. We went back over all our notes, though. That included the talk Finley had with Alessandra before she died, the details we knew about regarding Letizia, and the information we found at Jason’s restaurant.”

“It was an odd hunch Miles had, but I really think it may make sense now,” Cooper said, leaning back in his chair.

“Where are we globetrotting off to now?” Ricky asked.

“Letizia’s home in St. Cloud, Minnesota.”

“What?” Ricky said, sounding shocked. “You really think he would go there? There could be associates on the property as we speak.”

“True. Or, they gave up once they discovered Letizia and Cristiano were staying in Florida.”

“When do we leave?”

“Now,” Miles said, pushing his chair out.