by Alison Mello
He makes a few notes on his pad. “I need your weapon.”
I secure the safety on my forty-five and hand it over to him. “Here you go.”
He slips it into an evidence bag and looks to the floor. “Bastard got away too easy for all the shit he’s put you guys through.” Cooper shakes his head. “I’ll let you two get some clothes on. You’ll have to come to our house, you can’t stay here tonight. I’ll let Stone and Miranda know that it’s over.”
“Thanks, Cooper.” He nods and walks out the door, shutting our bedroom door behind him.
“Well, that was awkward.” Kara giggles.
“Holy shit. You think? Your father was carrying a gun and here I am lying in bed naked with his daughter.” I shake my head. “Can you grab me some clothes, please? I don’t need him shooting my ass.”
She giggles again. “My father adores you. There’s no way he would shoot you.” She grabs me clean boxers and a pair of sweatpants and helps me get dressed before slipping on leggings and a t-shirt herself. She grabs me some extra clothes and shoves them into a bag. At this point I don’t know when I’ll get my house back and we need to prepare.
I grab my crutches from the side of the bed and hoist myself up. “Ready?”
She nods and we both make our way out to the living room, where the paramedics are tending to the two guards that were at the door. There are police taking pictures of the door, front porch, and living room. “Are you guys all set? They need to start taking pictures of the bedroom and stuff before the medical examiner gets here to remove his body.”
“Yeah, we’re good.”
“Good, because if I don’t get you two to my house soon my wife is going to kill me. She’s at home freaking the hell out.” He takes my bag and we follow him out.
“When will I get my house back?”
“It shouldn’t take too long. You guys can stay at our place until we’re done processing and we get the mess cleaned up.” He helps me into the front of the car and Kara climbs in the back. “Tomorrow you’re going to have to give a sworn statement as to what happened. It was obviously self-defense, so you’ll be fine, but I still have to take it.”
“That’s fine. Do I need to go to the station to do it?”
“Nah, I can get a recording of you doing it at the house. That won’t be an issue.” He pulls out of my driveway and leaves the guys to do what they have to do.
Chapter 21
Kara
“Babe, I’m home!” I step into the house and drop my gym bag. Slade greets me at the door with a huge grin on his face. Today marks six months since the death of Higgins and we’re celebrating with our friends tonight. His guys have all either pled guilty or have been placed in jail pending trial with no possibility of bail. The judge agreed they were all a flight risk, and with all they’ve put us through, he wasn’t taking any chances. The courts don’t typically screw around when you mess with the family of a detective.
“Hey sexy. Welcome home.” He wiggles his brows at me. I’m so happy to see he’s back to himself. His recovery took a while, but he listened to the doctors and trained hard to get his leg back into shape. Now if he can kick the nightmares he has periodically, we’ll be good.
“It’s nice to be home. Work was a zoo today, but thankfully I only had a few clients, and since it wasn’t my day to walk the floor, we get to have lunch together.” I moved in when the police cleared the house and everything was back to normal. It was perfect, because I was itching to get out of my parents’ place and it didn’t make sense for me to rent an apartment when he owns his own home. We love each other, and although I’m not in any hurry to get married, I can’t imagine my life without him in it.
“Oh, I definitely have something in mind for lunch, but I hope you’re not too hungry, because it has nothing to do with food.” He leans forward to kiss me but I back up.
“But I’m hungry,” I pout.
He laughs. “I promise to feed you. I would never deprive you.” The look in his eyes tells me he’s not referring to food in any way and that’s okay. I’m not really hungry, I just want to mess with him a bit.
Pinning me to the front door, his lips crash down on mine, our tongues collide, battling to taste each other. His hand grabs on to my ponytail and he pulls my head to the side, giving him access to my neck. He kisses up my jaw to my ear, and then licks down the vein in my neck. Fuck, I love when he does that. “I’m going to taste every inch of this delicious body.” He bites on my collarbone and then grabs me by the ass, hoisting me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and he easily carries me off to bed. He places me down on the edge of the bed so just my back and upper body are actually on the bed. My legs are still wrapped firmly around his waist and he’s grinding his fully erect cock against my wet pussy. I swear I can come from the friction alone.
“Fuck, Slade. I need to feel you inside me.”
“You will, but we’re in no rush. I’m taking my time with you, tasting and feeling this beautiful body.” Basically, he’s telling me he’s going to tease the fuck out of me.
He lifts the front of my shirt and smiles when he sees the clip to my bra is in the front. He makes quick work of it, both his hands grasp my breasts. He presses them together, squeezing them gently as he sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. My eyes close as waves of pleasure shoot through my body. I love this man, along with his hands and mouth. I swear he’s got some sort of magic touch. He’s been rubbing his cock against my clit the entire time, but he must know I’m about to come because he stops. I groan in frustration but it only makes him laugh. He sucks my other nipple into his mouth and rolls his tongue over it while he pinches the other with his fingers. Letting them go, he trails kisses between them and then licks and sucks his way down to my bellybutton, where he spends time playing with my piercing. It’s one of his favorite things to do, but right now I need him to move on. I’m soaking wet and my clit is throbbing, awaiting his mouth. “Slade, please.” I’m begging and I don’t even care.
“Relax.” He pulls my leggings and my thong down my legs until he reaches my sneakers. He makes quick work of removing everything and then kneels on the floor between my legs. Just when I think he’s going to give me what I want, he decides to bite, lick, and suck up each leg. He’s slowly torturing me and I want to take control. Not that he would let me. He gets to the very top of my leg, he inhales deeply, and lets out a slow breath. “There’s nothing I love more than the smell and taste of your arousal.” Holy shit, that was hot. He uses his arms to press my legs up toward my chest and out the side, opening me up to him. He tongues my ass, devouring me. He loves anal play and I have to say I don’t mind it either. “Holy shit, Slade.” His tongue is poking at my tight hole and it feels fucking amazing. He slips two fingers into my pussy and fucks me hard while he continues to lick at my ass. I swear I’m wound so tight I’m going to explode. “Yes!” I scream out as he hits that perfect spot, sending me over the edge. Using his lubed fingers, he pokes at my ass, slowly sliding them in, stretching me. His tongue glides over my wet pussy. He moans his appreciation as juices run down my ass.
“Fuck, you taste so damn good.” He laps up every drop and then starts attacking my over sensitive clit.
“Slade, I can’t.” I glide my hands over my breasts, squeezing them together as he feasts on my pussy.
“You can and you will.” He dives back in, fucking my ass with his fingers and devouring my clit, sucking it into his mouth and rolling his tongue over it. I begin grinding my hips against his amazing tongue. He’s a master at licking my pussy.
“I’m…I’m coming.” His fingers continue fucking my ass as he laps up my release. “Fuck, that was amazing.” He stands up to rid himself of his clothes. I prop myself up on my elbows to admire the show. When he lowers his pants, his cock springs free, standing at full attention. I lick my lips and lean forward, taking it in my hand. I slowly stroke it and lick at the bead of precum that’s formed at the tip. Looking up at him, I bat my lashes. “It�
��s my turn.” When I wrap my tongue around the tip of his cock, he hisses and his eyes close. I grab his ass and pull him closer, taking him deeper into the back of my mouth. I love the way he tastes. His hips slowly start to pump his cock deeper and deeper into the back of my throat. Hollowing my cheeks, I take him like a champ, swallowing each time he reaches the back.
“Shit, that feels good, baby.”
“Mmmm…” I moan with his cock in my mouth. When I get to the tip, I pull him from my mouth. “Fuck my mouth and come down my throat,” I demand.
He wraps my ponytail around his hand and pulls my head back. “Are you trying to take charge?”
“I want to taste you, devour you, the way you did me.” I don’t back down, knowing it’ll excite him even more.
“You want to taste me? Taste me you shall. Open that beautiful mouth of yours.” I love that he’s going to give me what I want even though he’s not giving up the control he loves.
I do as he asks and I open my mouth. He takes his cock in his hand and feeds it to me. His hips start to thrust his cock into my mouth at the same time his hand is squeezing my ponytail tight, it hurts just enough. His cock hits the back of my throat, just the way I like. Hollowing my cheeks, I swallow him down. I love it when he takes me like this. “I hope you’re ready.” He gives me one last thrust, planting himself at the back of my throat until I’ve taken every last drop.
As soon as I’m done, he pushes me back down on the bed and climbs over me, kissing me hard. The taste of our arousal combined with the kiss is fucking amazing. He pulls away. “I was going to bury myself deep in that ass, but I’ve changed my mind. I need to feel that warm wet pussy of yours. Are you good with that?”
I bite my lip and smile as he peels his shirt over his head. “I’m so good with that.” He strokes his already semi-hard cock. God, that turns me the fuck on. I lick my lips, wanting to taste him all over again, but I know he won’t let me. He slips a condom on and then lines himself up and slowly glides his cock into me. I moan at the feeling of him filling me. He feels so damn good. His hips are moving slowly, making sure I feel every inch of his length, and it feels good, but I need him harder, faster, and he knows it. “Please, don’t tease me anymore.”
He slams his cock balls deep inside me…it was so unexpected that I whimper. “Is that what you want, hard and deep?”
“Yes.”
He pulls out of me, grabs me, and pulls me so I’m back on the edge of the bed with my ass hanging off. Squeezing my hips to the point I may bruise, he lines himself back up, slamming his full length deep inside me. This time he doesn’t pause, he pounds my pussy the way I like it. “Yes!” I scream out as my orgasm builds yet again. He keeps up his pace until my pussy clenches down on his cock. He slams into me one last time, emptying himself deep inside of me as my legs shake from my orgasm. He slides me up the bed and climbs on top of me.
“You’re so beautiful.” He runs his knuckles over my cheek and kisses my lips.
“I find you quite attractive as well.” He chuckles and kisses me one more time.
“We have plenty of time before we need to leave for Logan’s, and I know you’re hungry. Do want to eat and then shower, or shower first?”
“Are you showering with me?”
“You better fucking believe it,” he whispers, rubbing his nose on mine.
“Shower first. I’m suddenly not hungry for food,” I say playfully.
He pulls me off the bed and slams my body into his. “I love the way you think.”
Chapter 22
Slade
Apparently, Kara believes we have a lot of time to make up for, because the second we stepped in the shower she attacked me all over again, which was totally fine with me. We’re a match made in heaven and I thank God I didn’t give up on making her mine.
We’re now on our way to Logan and Skyler’s house. It was supposed to be our week to host, but since Sky has a small baby at home, we told them it was fine for them to do it. Kent is a few months old now, but it’s no doubt easier for us to go to their house instead of them carrying two kids to our house, plus we’re coming to the end of our rainy season, and the weather has been crap.
We pull up to their house and hurry inside, because despite the fact I said we had plenty of time, we’re now running late because we were in the shower until the water ran cold. I can’t help but smile just thinking about it. Kara freaked when she tried to finish washing her hair just as the water ran out. I laughed as she squealed and ran from the shower. We’re greeted by Logan. “Hey guys, hit traffic?” he questions, giving me a look that tells me he’s making a joke. We were having man talk not too long ago and I was bragging about Kara making up for lost time.
“Fuck you, man.” I punch him in the arm.
“Hey, language. There are littles around.” She turns to Logan. “Sorry we’re late.” She kisses him on the cheek and wanders into the house to find Miranda, Katie, Sadie, and Sky sitting at the table. She instantly scoops Charlotte out of Miranda’s arms and begins playing with her.
“Dude, looks like someone has baby fever.” Stone nods his head in her direction.
“We’re in no rush. We have plenty of time for babies. Besides, why rush when she has three kids right here to enjoy?” I walk over and greet the ladies, kissing them each on the cheek.
“We’re just waiting for Mikey to get here and then we can eat,” Logan announces.
As he does, Kent starts screaming at the top of his lungs. My brows shoot up as I glance over at him. “What the heck is that? You mention food and he screams.”
Sky laughs. “It’s his dinner time too. He’s hungry.” She walks into the other room, grabs a blanket, and sits to nurse him while we wait for Mikey. In the meantime. Charlotte is all smiles playing on Auntie Kara’s lap. She’s a beautiful baby girl, and looking at her makes me realize I how much I would love to have a family with Kara. I’ll pray every day that we have a boy. I’m not sure I’d be able to handle the fight I’ll have on my hands if our daughter looks anything like her mother. I’ll have to start carrying twenty-four seven.
“What’s that goofy grin for?” Kara looks up at me over my shoulder.
I whisper in her ear, “Just thinking about us having kids someday.”
She smiles, looking up at me. “I’d love to have kids someday, but I’m in no rush.”
I nod and smile as I walk away, leaving it at that. The girls all give me a look that screams, What was that about? But I shrug my shoulders and say nothing. The doorbell rings, letting us know that Mikey has arrived. I kind of feel bad for the guy. He’s the only one here that doesn’t have a girlfriend, but he has started joining us most weeks we get together. He walks around the room, kissing each of the girls on the cheek to say hello before he shakes all of our hands. Logan opens the fridge to pull out some beers and wine.
He disperses drinks, and once everyone has one, he calls everyone’s attention. “I have an announcement to make.”
Katie shouts out. “Sky’s pregnant.”
“Good god, woman, no. Kent isn’t even sleeping through the night yet. Give us some time and we’ll have a third.” He winks at Sky, who shakes her head and rolls her eyes. Everyone laughs.
“As you all know, due to the death of Higgins, and his illegal behavior, the club has been taken over by the city. Thanks to some connections between Cooper and I, we got them to up the auction on the property. As of today, Mikey and I now own the building and will be converting into a male strip club.” The ladies all begin to clap.
“Yeah, now you’re talking,” Katie calls out, excited for the new club.
“Can you believe he wanted another gentlemen’s club?” Sky looks to the ladies, who are all on one side of the room. “Ladies, I want you to know I put my foot down. I told him he either open a ladies’ club, or he opens nothing.”
“And of course because she wears the pants in our relationship, I agreed.” The room erupts into laughter and the guys all start pushing Logan a
round, fucking with him.
“That’s funny as hell,” Stone says, patting him on the back. “Way to stand your ground, man.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Logan rolls his eyes. “If Miranda threatened to take her pussy away from you, would you cave?”
“Damn, that shit’s harsh.” Stone shakes his head.
“Logan Michaels, you better watch your mouth. Stephan is right at your feet.”
He bends down to scoop up his kid. “Sorry, buddy. Daddy said a bad word.” He tickles him and Stephan squeals.
“Shane, I’d like to move you to the new club and promote Kelly to manager of Thrive. Is that cool?” He bounces Stephan on his hip.
“Yeah, whatever you want.” He, of course, couldn’t care less which club he manages, but it makes more sense for Shane to manage the strip club and Kelly to manage the night club.
Mikey puts his arms out to Stephan. “Come see Uncle Mikey. I won’t use bad words around you, little man.” Stephan leans to Mikey and he walks away, playing with him.
“Damn, turning my own kid against me?” he questions.
“Nah, trying to get you to serve up some grub. We’re all starving to death.” Logan shakes his head but begins putting platters of food together for us to eat. As usual we all make our plates and settle in the dining room. Each of us sits in the same seat week after week. The topic of conversation, of course, is the new club. Mikey and Logan want to make some major changes to the place and completely change up the outside of it. They want it to look nothing like Vixen had so people won’t be reminded of the sleazy place. Since neither of them have experience with male strip clubs, they’ve both been doing a lot of research on what local clubs look like, with the layout and all of that. Now, the other struggle they’re having is naming the club. The girls are throwing silly names out like Chic Palace. Katie screams out Ladies Loves: Where you can find massive men at play. The girls erupt into a fit of giggles and Logan and Mikey groan and shake their heads.
