Chapter 134: Getting Rid of Joe Warth

Her voice broke into ragged cries, as if the fever in her veins had swallowed the rest of the world. Under the aphrodisiac's cruel grip, Marie clung to Nixon Walker, demanding, answering, drawing him close until the frenzy finally began to ebb. He laid her on the bed and took the lead, and the afternoon blurred. They moved, rose, and sank again, lost in a heat that made them lose all sense of time, until her knees buckled at the headboard and she gasped for breath. "Don't… no more…" she managed...