CHAPTER NINE
JONATHAN JUMPED FROM the wall when Strickland’s orgasmic scream erupted from Rena’s room.
Five minutes later, the breathless detective teetered into the hall, fumbling with his belt and zipper. “Excuse me for being so loud.” He slapped his thighs. “Man, oh man.”
Jonathan groaned.
“She f****d the s**t out of me.” Strickland cackled, gripping Jonathan’s shoulders. “She came twice. I didn’t expect that to happen. She was so good.”
Rena stood in the doorway holding a sheet around her body, tears hanging from her lashes.
Jonathan headed for her and she backed into the room and shut the door.
Strickland danced a jig, belt loosened and flopping. “She tried to put up a fight at first.”
Jonathan closed his eyes, fighting the urge to kill him.
“She was so soft.” Strickland stro
