Claiming Alexis (Ace Security Book 2)

by Susan Stoker

  “Jesus, Blake. This feels so . . . ungh . . . good. My toys don’t feel like this. Not even close. God, I’m so full of you and you’re so deep . . . I’m gonna come . . .” And without another word, she closed her eyes and broke for the second time that morning.

  She squeezed his cock so hard Blake couldn’t move for a moment. He felt every pulse and every twitch of her inner muscles as she exploded in orgasm around him.

  Her hand fell away from her clit in ecstasy, and Blake shifted, dropping one of her legs and bringing his own hand to her slippery center. He continued to press against her hard pearl, now poking out from its protective hood, prolonging her orgasm. She shrieked, and both hands came up to grip his biceps again, leaving more half-moon gouges on his arms to match the ones she’d left earlier.

  As she came, Blake thrust into her hard. His balls smacking against her ass with each thrust, grunts coming from his throat. He thought about nothing other than rushing for the euphoria that came with an orgasm. But he knew that this orgasm would be stronger and more intense than any he’d ever had before . . . simply because of Lex.

  After the sixth thrust, Blake held himself as deep inside Alexis as he could get and came. And came and came. Filling her channel with more come than he could ever remember unloading in his life. He felt it leaking out around where they were joined but couldn’t bring himself to care.

  The sex was messy and dirty and the most unbelievable thing he’d ever experienced. If it had been this good with Alexis the virgin, he was doomed, or blessed, to be a broken man every time they made love.

  Having emptied himself, Blake carefully dropped Lex’s other leg, which she promptly wrapped around his hip, and lowered himself until he lay draped over her body. They were both slick with sweat, but he didn’t care. Careful not to dislodge himself from her, he turned them until he was lying under her once more.

  Alexis brought her legs up until they were bent at the knees next to his hips, and she buried her head into his neck. Her forearms lay against his chest, her palms flat against him.

  Blake could feel her hot breath against his skin and her heart beating hard in her chest. He could feel his come dripping out from where they were still joined, wetting his balls and the sheet beneath him, but he didn’t care. He was so replete with love for the woman lying on top of him he couldn’t bring himself to move.

  Running his fingertips up and down her spine in a gentle caress, he turned his head and kissed Lex’s forehead before whispering, “That was hands down the absolute best orgasm of my life. Thank you, sweetheart. I’ll never forget this moment for as long as I live.”

  She raised her head a fraction, looking up into his face. Tears shone in her eyes, and for a second Blake was afraid he’d hurt her.

  “I’m so glad it was you. I love you, Blake Anderson.”

  “I love you too, Alexis.” He lifted his chin and met her lips with his own. They lazily kissed as they came down from their elation.

  When his softening cock finally slid from her slippery sheath, Alexis pouted. “I like you inside me.”

  “I like me inside you too, sweetheart, but you gotta give me a while to recover. You turned me inside out.”

  She giggled, then wrinkled her nose. “Uh . . . we’re all sweaty . . . and . . .” She shifted over him, obviously feeling his come leaking out of her.

  “Shower?” Blake asked.

  She nodded quickly. “Yeah. I can’t wait to try out that double shower of yours. It’s wonderful by myself, but I have a feeling it’ll be a whole new experience with you.”

  Blake grinned and amazingly felt his cock twitch at her words. He glanced over at the clock next to his bed. Satisfied, he noted that they had plenty of time to play before they had to leave for Castle Rock.

  He sat up quickly, ignoring Alexis’s shriek of surprise. He grabbed her hips and pulled her into him as he moved toward the side of the bed. He stood, with her still laughing, clinging to him, and made his way to the bathroom.

  “One shower for two, coming right up,” he quipped as Lex wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on.

  Chapter Fourteen

  That morning, while in the shower, Alexis had told Blake that she’d never really seen a man’s cock up close and personal. That had led to an anatomy lesson, complete with him showing her exactly how he liked to be touched and how to get him off . . . with her hands and with her mouth.

  And that had led to Blake kneeling on the ground at her feet, showing her how wonderful it could feel when a man reciprocated. He’d brought her to another huge orgasm with his mouth and fingers, which would’ve brought her to her knees if he hadn’t been holding on to her hips.

  Alexis smiled when she remembered how natural the morning had been. She’d been afraid she’d feel weird around Blake now that they’d had sex, but, instead, she felt even more comfortable around him. He was the same man he’d been before: considerate, attentive, and still somewhat of a prankster.

  They’d sat on the couch after eating and laughed and joked while waiting for her jeans to dry. She was wearing a pair of his boxers and his T-shirt. And they’d also talked. About the night before. About how scared she’d been, about the Inca Boyz gang, about Blake’s parents, about his brothers, even about Grace and what had happened to her a couple of months ago.

  All in all, it was relaxing and normal . . . something that felt good.

  “You feel okay this morning?” Blake asked, rubbing a hand up and down her bare thigh. “Not too sore?”

  Alexis knew she was blushing, but shook her head. “No. You didn’t hurt me at all last night. I’m a little tender . . . you’re bigger than my vibrator, but nothing bad. I know I said it last night, but I’m glad I waited. You made my first time really special, Blake. Thank you.”

  He brought her hand up to his mouth and grinned. “No, thank you, Lex. I’ve never made love to a virgin before, and I was nervous. I didn’t realize how much it would mean to me. How intense it would be.”

  “It was intense, wasn’t it?” Alexis asked. “Do you think it was because it was our first time?”

  “Maybe. But I have a feeling every time with you will be that way,” Blake said, the look of love and tenderness in his eyes clear, as he brushed a lock of hair behind her ear.

  “I hope so,” Alexis said honestly, tilting her head and trapping his hand against her shoulder playfully.

  The dryer’s bell went off, alerting them that the cycle had completed and her clothes were ready. “You all set to go?” Blake asked. “We can stop by that boutique downtown before the meeting, and you can get a new shirt if you want. I don’t give a shit what you’re wearing—you’re beautiful in anything—but I know you might feel more comfortable at dinner if you’re dressed in something that fits better than my T-shirt.”

  It had been extremely thoughtful of him to suggest it, and Alexis was more than happy to take him up on his offer. She didn’t want to show up for a meeting with his brothers, the investigator from the task force, and later on with Grace in the shirt she’d had on last night, an army T-shirt that was two sizes too big and clearly suggested “I spent the night with Blake Anderson last night and had nothing to wear the next day.”

  On their way to the office, they’d stopped into the boutique, and she’d picked out a navy-blue shirt, which buttoned down the front and had three-quarter-length sleeves. It had a V-neck and was tapered at her waist.

  They reached Ace Security around two o’clock.

  Nathan and Logan were waiting for Blake and Alexis in the large back room as they entered. “Hey, Alexis,” Logan greeted.

  “Hey,” she said back, amused that Nathan didn’t look up from the computer screen when they came into the room. He wasn’t a man to talk much if he didn’t have anything to say. When Alexis first started working with Blake, she thought Nathan couldn’t stand her, but she’d eventually learned it was just his way.

  “You guys get a chance to review the tapes?” Blake asked.

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��Yeah, we just finished about an hour ago,” Logan said.

  “I’m sorry I couldn’t have been there last night,” Nathan said to Alexis. “You handled everything that happened really well. You kept your cool and didn’t puke all over that asshole Chuck.”

  Alexis couldn’t help it, she burst out laughing. If asked, she would’ve said there was no way she would’ve ever been able to laugh about Chuck kissing her with his awful breath, but somehow Nathan was able to say exactly the right thing to make that happen. “Uh, thanks. I think.”

  The other guys chuckled as they walked toward a large table they used for meetings with clients and their lawyers and sometimes police. Blake held out a chair, and Alexis sank into it, not missing the way he pulled the chair next to hers closer before sitting down.

  “You want to join us, Nathan?” Logan called out impatiently.

  “Start without me,” he retorted, still not looking up from whatever had him so enthralled on his computer.

  Logan and Blake merely shook their heads, used to Nathan’s quirks. When he had something on his mind, he never gave it up until he was good and ready.

  “I started a list of all the gang members who were there last night, as well as the women. I tried to match up their physical descriptions from the video and added any accents or tattoos they had. I only had time to go through it twice before you guys got here, though, and Nathan got distracted by something, so if you can help, I’d appreciate it,” Logan told both Alexis and Blake.

  Alexis felt Blake’s hand on hers in her lap. She’d unconsciously been clenching her hands together so tightly her fingers were white.

  “Why don’t you go sit with Nathan and see if he needs any help? I can go through this with Logan,” Blake suggested with a look of concern etched on his face.

  She really wanted to protest and tell him that she’d be happy to listen to and watch the tapes from last night, but she couldn’t. She had absolutely no desire to see Chuck or Kelly or any of the gang members ever again.

  “Okay, thanks. If that’s okay, Logan?” she asked, her eyebrows raised in question.

  Logan was definitely the hard-ass of the three brothers, but there was nothing but sympathy in his gaze when he said, “No problem. See if you can’t get Nathan to open up on what’s gotten under his skin, would ya? I’ll let you know when we’re done, and you can review our notes and add in anything you remember.”

  Alexis nodded, relieved, and went to get up, when Blake laid a hand on her upper arm and leaned into her. She reciprocated without thought, tilting her head back to meet his lips as they came down onto hers.

  Neither man said a word, and Alexis followed their lead, smiling to herself as she ambled over to Nathan. She pulled up a chair and sat down next to him.

  “Can I help?” Alexis wasn’t sure he was going to respond, but surprisingly he did.

  “Yeah. Tell me what you can remember about what Kelly and the others said about Donovan’s ex-girlfriend,” Nathan demanded, turning from his keyboard and resting his elbow on the table in front of him. His eyes bore into hers with an intensity Alexis hadn’t seen from him before. Nathan was the laid-back one. The man who seemed not to care about things as deeply as his brothers. But it was obvious she’d been completely wrong about him. He might not care about some things, but when he did, ooh man, he was intense.

  “Let’s see . . . I got the impression that Kelly was dating him, but one of the other guys, I forget who, said something about how Donovan was still hung up on his ex and that when he got out of jail, he’d try to get her back. I could be wrong, but it seemed to me that nobody was happy she was gone. Like she snuck away from the gang or something.”

  “Did anyone say her name?”

  Alexis thought for a moment, then shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. Kelly wasn’t happy. It was obvious she wanted to be with Donovan and was pissed he was still obsessed with this other woman.”

  “Kelly is quite a bit older than the other women who were there last night, right?” Nathan asked, still watching her with his piercing gaze.

  Alexis forced herself not to fidget under Nathan’s scrutiny. “Well, yeah. Obviously, I didn’t ask to see their IDs, but they looked like girls in their early to mid teens. When I was hiding on the other side of the fence, Kelly was giving one of them advice about letting the guys do what they wanted with her sexually, so she could move up the ranks in the gang.”

  Nathan nodded and finally turned back to his computer. “That’s what I thought. I can’t find any mention of an ex-girlfriend anywhere. I’m running a few searches that I hope will pan out, but it’s curious that someone who had been dating the leader of the gang just disappeared without a trace.”

  “Now that you mention it, that is a bit odd,” Alexis agreed. “I mean, if you were dating the head honcho, wouldn’t you still be hanging around? Even if they weren’t together, she’d still probably have some power over the other girls. Do you think she’s okay?”

  Nathan nodded. “I do, because otherwise why would Donovan want her back?”

  “True,” Alexis mused, then fell silent as she watched Nathan’s fingers fly over the keyboard. Then she asked, “Want me to help?”

  “Yeah. If you could dig around on Facebook—I hate that fucking place—I’d appreciate it,” Nathan said, still focused on his computer screen.

  Happy to have something to do, Alexis pushed back her chair and went over to her desk. She fired up the computer and happily lost herself in trying to track down Donovan’s elusive ex-girlfriend.

  Thirty-five minutes later, she’d had no luck in tracing the woman, when Blake called her name from across the room. Finding it hard to believe so much time had passed, Alexis wandered over to the other two men. Nathan joined her this time.

  “Okay,” Logan said pushing an iPad over to her with a list of names and characteristics. “We’ve gone through the tapes and did our best. Anything you want to add or have questions about, feel free to notate it. We’ll give a copy of this to Ross, the task force detective, when he gets here, and we’ll keep one in our files just in case. And for the record, Alexis?”

  She looked at Logan.

  “You did fucking great. There were over a dozen gang members there last night, and we have descriptions of what they look like, illustrations of their visible tattoos, and we have their names. We even have a pretty good rendition of that asinine cartoon on their shirts. I have no idea what the deal with them wearing their shirts inside out is about, though. Idiots. Anyway, I’m not sure the task force will be able to do much about the girls who were there, but we have as much information on them as we could get as well. It’s a fuck of a lot, and I hope it’s a huge step toward shutting down their thug-for-hire business. What you did will keep a lot of innocent people, like my Grace, from being caught up in the middle of their assholedness in the future. Thank you.”

  It felt good that what she’d done hadn’t been in vain, and knowing that Logan, Blake, and Nathan were satisfied went a long way toward making her feel better. “You’re not upset that I don’t want to do it anymore?” she asked tentatively.

  “Fuck no,” Blake bit out at the same time Logan said in a calmer tone, “Not at all.”

  Nathan sat down next to her and put his hand over hers on the table as he spoke. “We wouldn’t let you meet with them again, Alexis. It’s not safe, and you’ve done more than we should’ve asked you to do in the first place.”

  “You didn’t ask,” Alexis told him. “I volunteered.”

  “Nevertheless. It’s done now,” Nathan said firmly, obviously closing the subject.

  Alexis nodded and pulled the tablet over in front of her and started reviewing the notes. They were extremely detailed, and Alexis found that she really wasn’t able to add more to them. The fact that Chuck’s breath smelled and tasted rancid probably wasn’t something that the task force needed to know.

  She made a few notations here and there, but for the most part didn’t change a thing.

>   Ross Peterson, their contact from the Denver Gang Task Force, showed up, and they spent the next hour and a half going over the notes and talking about what the Denver police department might be able to do to shut down the illegal activity. Ross was a good man, who was trying as hard as he could to try to make Denver safer for its citizens and seemed extremely happy to receive a copy of both the audio and video files. He promised to follow up with them if he had any questions or concerns. Blake and his brothers made it very clear that Alexis was done going undercover with the gang and would not be making any more meets with them, no matter what the PD wanted her to do.

  As Ross was leaving, Grace Anderson entered the office.

  Alexis hadn’t spent a lot of time with the other woman, even though she’d been working for Ace Security for months, and was thrilled she’d get a chance to know her better.

  “Grace,” Logan murmured, taking her into his arms. “Have a good day?”

  She smiled up at him and nodded. “I spent the afternoon with Felicity talking about marketing options for Rock Hard Gym. I think we have a pretty good plan in place, and she and Cole should start seeing an increase in revenue hopefully in a month or so.”

  “Awesome,” Logan said, the genuine happiness for his wife clear in both his tone and the way he held her. He leaned over and kissed her in a manner passionate and intense, much like Blake had kissed Alexis earlier.

  “It’s good to see you again,” Alexis told Grace when Logan finally let her up for air.

  Grace rested her hand on her slightly rounded belly, in the way that pregnant women did, and smiled at her. “You too. I’m so happy we finally get to know each other better. We should’ve done it way before now.”

  “I agree. And I know I’ve said it before, but I feel like I should reiterate . . . I’m so glad you’re okay after what happened earlier this year.”

  Grace waved off Alexis’s apology. “It’s not your fault, so don’t worry about it. How’s Bradford doing? I haven’t talked to him in a while.”