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over. A wave of eroticism gripped Anya. Was he going to do it now? Would this be the time he fucked her in the ass? She wiggled her hips, trying to urge him to it. But after he'd ripped open the packet with the condom in it and rolled the latex onto his thick cock, and pulled her to her knees, he pressed the head of his shaft instead against her vaginal opening. One roll of his hips and he was seated fully, his balls slapping against the backs of her thighs.
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    The moment the head of his cock bumped the mouth of her womb, another climax began to build inside her. Gus gripped her hips, his fingers holding her in place as he drove into her again and again. His fingers tightened, his body tensed, and as her own orgasm crested Gus groaned her name, his release spurting into the condom, pulsing against the grip of her vaginal walls.
    They both collapsed forward, gasping for air, hearts thundering. Gus wrapped his arms around her and buried his face in the nape of her neck, murmuring her name over and over again. At last he withdrew from her, disposed of the condom and climbed into bed with her, turning them both so their heads were on the pillows.
    "I have to make some more phone calls," he murmured as he kissed her cheek. But I want you to take a good nap. I'll wake you long before dinner."
    "What about you? You hardly got any sleep last night, either."
    "I'm good. I want to spend some time with Rafe while I can, too."
    "Don't leave me yet, okay?" She molded herself to his body.
    "Not until you're asleep, Anya. Close your eyes. I'm right here."
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    Once he was sure Anya was sleeping, Gus showered and pulled his clothes back on, then headed downstairs. Linda and Rafe were still busy with their own activities, so he poured himself a fresh mug of coffee and sat down to think about who else he could call. No one could call him, since he was using throwaway phones and disposing of them after a few hours, just in case.
    It both sickened and saddened him to think that his boss, for whom he'd always had the greatest respect, might be in bed with Virgil Branson in his dirty business. If that was true, he'd certainly fooled a lot of people. But mentally running through the list of agents in the San Antonio field office, there didn't seem to be a lot of other options. He knew it had to be someone in a position to have access to all the information and to the location of witnesses but shit! Dean Barton?
    Of course, it would explain a lot of things.
    The rest of the snitches that he called wouldn't say a word to him. Most of them sounded more frightened than he'd ever heard them. But if they were caught between Virgil Branson and the FBI he could understand why.
    He was sitting at the table head in hands, when Linda came in from the study.
    "How's Anya?" she asked.
    "Sleeping. We didn't get much rest last night and she's been strung tight as a wire today. I told her to take a good nap."
    "She seems very nice, Gus." Linda busied herself taking salad fixings from the fridge. "I'm really glad you found someone."
    He blew out a long breath. "Listen, Linda," he began.
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    "It's all right." She turned and smiled at him. "You don't have to say a word. We had nothing but lust between us ten years ago. I should apologize to you since it was really Rafe I wanted all the time."
    Gus gave her a tired smile. "I think I knew that. Back then, though, I was a hothead with more balls than brains."
    "No more than your brother. Good thing I tamed him." She winked. Rafe came in through the back door, slapping his hat against his leg to shake off the dust and hanging it up on a peg by the door. "How's our girl?"
    " Our girl?" Gus cocked an eyebrow. "I think you only get to steal one woman from me." But he grinned to show he was joking. Then he ran his hands through his hair and leaned back. "I think I'm out of ideas, Rafe. I'd better come up with something quick. It's great finally being back here,