Dirty Cops Next Door
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Rainn reached out her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs tightly around his back. Jack was too excited now for doing anything slowly. He released himself and Rainn gasped as Jack thrust at her, pushing her ass hard against the window.
Jack pulled her panties to one side and lifted her into position. They kissed tenderly and Jack looked into her face and delicately stroked her eyelids. Then he let her slide down the window and onto him. He filled her so completely, Rainn let out a gasp of surprise. He began to thrust into her, feeling her body press against the window.
At the same time his hands searched over her body. He caressed her back and the back of her thighs. He dropped his mouth down to taste her breasts, seeking out her nipples. It felt to Rainn that he was all over her and she moaned her encouragement.
She felt as if she were flying high in the London sky, with Jack pushing into her, pressing her every upwards. Her head was spinning, and she was unsure where she was. Rainn dug her fingers into Jack’s back and hung on for dear life.
Then he lifted her away from the window and carried her across the room.
“Wait,” Rainn said. “What are you doing?”
“Trust me,” said Jack. “You must give control to me.”
He laid her down on the carpeted floor and held her there, pinning her arms to the floor with his hands. He pushed open her thighs and entered her again, maintaining a rhythm of long, slow strokes. Rainn lifted her legs until they were almost around his shoulders, encouraging him to go deeper.
Jack took one hand away from her arm and brought it down between her legs, where she throbbed with pleasure. Rainn almost screamed as she gulped the air.
Now Jack was holding the backs of her thighs, forcing them upwards so that he could reach further into her. His movements were becoming more fevered and she could feel his breathing, powerful like an engine. He was slamming his body into her now, harder and harder and she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. He plunged into her like a mad man: like a man who had nothing left to live for. Their movement built towards an inevitable crescendo and she rushed towards it gratefully. The pressure inside her built like a silent scream. All his muscles seemed to give way at once, as did hers; everything that was tensed turned to warm jelly. Inside, Rainn felt as if a pane of glass had been shattered into a million pieces.
They lay on the carpet for a long time listening to each other’s breathing. Then it came upon them, the slow realization that what they had done was not compatible with the people they were outside the moment.
The conversation was stilted and both of them felt awkward. Neither wanted to stay in the place where it had happened.
Jack went to the bathroom while Rainn gathered her things. He washed his face. He knew what he had to do.
“I have a girlfriend,” he said “and I don’t think I can leave her.”
He waited to see what Rainn would say. She said nothing.
“I have feelings for you, but I hate to do this with you when I know it’s not right.”
“No,” said Rainn, calmly. “You should not.”
Jack watched her carefully, he could see the emotion she tried to contain betrayed by the slight shaking of her shoulders.
“That’s the way it is,” he said, firmly and with no hint of emotion. “I’m sorry,” he said again.
“There’s no need to apologize,” said Rainn. “There’s no need to say any more. Please don’t come with me. I will see myself out. The only way from here is down.”
Jack opened the door for her and watched her as she lightly touched her fingers against the walls of the corridor, striding purposefully to the lift. He was relieved that she had not seen the tears he had been crying.
THE END
11
It was a beautiful morning and Rainn was listening to the drops of rain splashing on her windowsill. Her mind however, was focused on a piece that they were going to perform that night. She remembered a fellow violinist once told her that she had an advantage in being blind; she would never have to deal with stage fright. She only smiled at him, not revealing that for her, there was double the pressure. She had to picture how her audience looked and would only know their approval once they applauded for her at the end of the piece. She could hear distant footsteps approaching the room and knew that it was Margaret. Her usual honey lemon scent filled the room as she tapped lightly on the door.
“Hello dear,” she called “Have you had lunch?”
Rainn decided not to answer the question, as she knew that either way she would get a lecture.
“You don’t have to answer that”, she went on, just as Rainn had suspected “I’ve been to the kitchen and I feel insulted.”
“Come on Margaret, your cooking isn’t that bad,” Rainn defended herself, a wicked grin plastered on her face.
“Joke’s on you, I had take out delivered,” Margaret retorted. Rainn heard her pull up a chair; from the closeness of her scent, Rainn knew that Margaret was seated next to her.
“You know, you have to eat something,” Margaret began to lecture.
“I know, I know” Rainn nodded, as she got to her feet and walked out of the room. She could feel Margaret follow her closely and knew that she was going to take it upon herself to monitor her meal. Rainn knew her way around the house now; Margret had ensured that all furniture was well arranged and easily accessible when Rainn informed her that she was coming over. She got to the kitchen and from the way Margaret whisked passed her, Rainn knew Margaret was going to serve her food.
“Just have a seat, I will warm it up for you,” Margaret said and went about the kitchen. Rainn sat quietly and patiently as she heard the familiar clatter of plates and knives. Her cell phone vibrated a pattern in her hand and she simply ignored it.
“Jack again?” Margaret asked after watching Rainn ignore her cell phone.
“Yes.”
“I have to hand it to him, the guy is relentless,” Margaret said and placed a plate in front of Rainn “Do you want some soda with that?”
“Yes please.”
Rainn picked up her fork and slowly began to nibble and pick on her food. She had not realized how hungry she was until she started chewing; she could feel the rumblings in her stomach scramble for the chunks of food that she was throwing its way.
Margaret on the other hand, wondered whether she should touch on the subject of Jack. She watched Rainn, who went on to eat as Margaret pondered the thought.
“Go ahead, ask the question,” Rainn said as she went on to chew and sip on some soda.
“I hate it when you do that,” Margaret said.
“Hate what?”
“How you know that I am burning to ask you a question?” Margaret asked.
“I could feel it.”
“I do not want to get into that right now,” Margaret chuckled.
“So, what’s the question?”
“Why are you ignoring him?” Margaret asked, as she curiously looked in Rainn’s direction. She knew that Rainn was blind but also knew that she could feel her looking her way.
“It’s nothing personal, I just need to concentrate on me right now,” Rainn replied and continued to nibble and play around with her food for Margaret’s sake. She paused and was about to put her plate aside, before she realized that Margaret was still looking at her.
“What else is on your mind?” Margaret asked in a concerned tone. She had watched Rainn for the past two days and had noticed that she had been slightly distracted.
“I need to be my best tonight,” she let out and Margaret could detect the frustration in her voice. She watched as Rainn let her fork drop to her plate and it made a loud clanging sound throughout the dining room.
“Take it easy,” Margaret said to her. She had her arm around Rainn in a minute, holding her in a tight embrace.
“You are too hard on yourself,” Margaret said as she rubbed her hand on Rainn’s back comfortingly “I watch you, you hardly eat or sleep. You’re in overdrive.”
“You’ll be fine,” Margaret went on to say, but did not stop Rainn from letting her feelings out.
“I need to be perfect,” Rainn said emotionally as she again wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
“You should hear yourself play my dear, I think you transcend perfection,” Margaret cooed, as she held Rainn ever closer.
“You are truly a wonderful cousin,” Rainn replied as let her head rest on Margaret’s shoulder.
“I know I am,” she replied smartly “Now, I want you to eat your food. I wouldn’t want to see you faint on stage in front of a thousand plus people.”
“That would be such a sight,” Rainn replied as she sat up and took the fork in her hand. She picked through her food and started to nibble into it again.
“I can almost see the headlines now,” she went on to say in between mouthfuls “Blind girl faints in the middle of a performance.”
‘That’s not supposed to be funny,” Margaret replied albeit her manner suggested otherwise “I shouldn’t be laughing this hard at such a scenario.”
The two women went on to make light of Rainn fainting in the middle of her performance as Margaret secretly monitored her eating. She felt relieved when she saw that Rainn had cleared her plate, giving her a thumbs up.
“Now you can go back to practice with more energy,” Margaret said and watched as her cousin slowly got to her feet and walked out of the room. She slightly shook her head when she thought of her and Jack and decided that she was probably doing her a favor by hiding the letters. Rainn had been dealt a hand in life and a straining relationship would not really work for her at that time.
12
Jack sat on the floor, cell phone in hand and wondered what to do next. He waited and hoped for it to ring as he stared at his surroundings at nothing in particular. He was camped at Rainn’s door, outside the empty house and had decided not to move. It was a chilly day and he hugged his coat tightly to his chest as he again threw a glance at his surroundings. He thought of the many times he had tried to reach out to her and felt even more frustrated. He had spent the past few months calling her and trying to appease her with gifts and flowers, but he would never get any response from her. No phone call, email, text or even letter. The thought of rejection and the feeling of frustration made Jack reach into his pocket and pull out a flask. He took a long gulp from it and welcomed the ever familiar feel of burning liquor on his throat. He shut his eyes tight, again looking around at his surroundings. He noticed that the neighbors had started looking at him weirdly, but he simply did not care. Jack got to his feet when he remembered that if the press were to take a snap shot of him drinking at the front of Rainn’s door, she would get into trouble. He walked over to the plant that was perched next to the front door and began fishing through it for a key. He let out a victorious yelp when he finally circled his palm around it. Jack then staggered slightly to the door and turned it open. He was greeted by the familiar scent that he had gotten used to and he could feel his heart melt at the memory of it. He closed the door behind him quietly and took a few steps around the apartment. His footsteps echoed throughout the house as the loneliness of the place acknowledged the human presence that had just intruded. The dust on the furniture and the few cobwebs that had begun forming on the walls confirmed the fact that Rainn had not been at the house for quite some time. He wondered what to do and kept on walking around the house; he could hear distant nostalgic laughter as he recalled the good times that they had together in that apartment.
Jack placed his left hand on his chest and let out a resigned sigh. He sat down on the floor in a lump and again reached out for the flask from the inner pocket of his jacket.
“Be still my heart,” he sighed as he again looked around the room, before taking a longer gulp from it, letting his head rest on the wall that was behind him. His phone rung a few times and he ignored all the calls; he eventually decided to switch it off and sat in silence, deep in thought. He buried his head in the palm of his hands for a minute before looking up and combing his right hand through his hair. He was so engrossed in his own concerns that he didn’t hear the door open, or realize that he was no longer alone until Rainn spoke up.
“How did you get in?” she demanded curtly as she stood over Jack, facing him.
Jack felt a mixture of both excitement and shock when he heard Rainn’s voice. He looked up her and realized how much he had missed her. She was looking particularly lovely; he especially loved how the low cut fitted blue dress hugged her body.
“I let myself in.” Jack answered eventually, after letting his eyes hungrily feed on Rainn’s lovely body.
“I can see that, but why? What do you want?” Rainn went on to inquire in the same tone.
“I have been trying to call you,”
“I know, I’ve been busy,” Rainn replied and started walking towards the living room to sit on the sofa. She was well aware that he was closely behind her and loved how his scent overwhelmed the room. He sat on the sofa next to her and Rainn could feel the alcohol stench in his breath.
“You’ve been drinking.” she stated.
“Yes I have.”
Rainn could think of a few choice words to say to him at that moment, but knew they would all lead to an argument with him and she decided to remain silent.
“So how have you been?” Jack asked as he tried to lift the awkwardness from the room.
“I’ve been well.” Rainn answered. She really wanted to provoke him by saying a few things about his drinking but decided not to. Hearing his voice was soothing and she didn’t want to ruin the moment with an argument.
“What about you? What else have you been up to, other than slowly ruining your liver?” Rainn asked and was sure that Jack got the disapproving tone in her question.
“Nothing much, I was working on a movie in New York.”
“New York?”
“Yes.”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were in New York? You knew I was performing there and staying at Margaret’s,” Rainn complained. She wasn’t really sure whether she actually had wanted to see him, especially after avoiding his phone calls.
“Well, if you would have picked up your phone, you would have known that I was also in New York,” Jack answered smartly.
“You should have tried harder,” Rainn said this as she slammed a fist on her knee to prove a point “You should have come over to see me at Margaret’s!”
“I did.”
“You did?”
“Yes, several times.” Jack answered and watched as Rainn’s eyebrow twitched at the mention of these words.
“How come I was never informed that you came?” Rainn asked in a confused tone.
“Margaret said that you did not want to see me and that you needed some space to clear your head from all that was going on in your life.” Jack stated, before watching Rainn’s disturbed expression and went on” She said you didn’t need any distractions.”
Rainn went silent and pondered those words for a minute longer. She intertwined her palms and let her head bend low when she heard this. It indeed sounded like something that Margaret would say and she knew that she was only looking out for her. She however felt slightly disappointed for meddling into her business.
Jack seized the opportunity, placing a comforting arm on her shoulder, he waited for her to resist and pulled her closer when she didn’t.
“I missed you,” he whispered as he ran his hands through her hair and let her head rest easily on his shoulder.
“I missed you too,” Rainn replied. She felt vulnerable at that point but simply did not care. She had sincerely missed him, New York had been a great distraction for her, but she still had a deep longing for him. She let him have his way with her and did not resist when he lifted her chin and engaged her in a long passionate kiss. The taste of him mixed with the stench of l
iquor in his mouth was a bit strange for Rainn, but was also a turn on in its own twisted way. She responded by placing her hands on his shoulders and pulling him closer to him. She loved how masculine he felt and loved the feel of his broad shoulders in her arms.
Without warning, Rainn pulled back and got to her feet.
“What’s wrong?” Jack asked in a concerned voice, as he stood behind her and circled his arms around her tiny waist.
Rainn leaned on him, loving the masculine feel of his body as she did so. She loved how his rugged beard caressed her neck and enjoyed the feel of manliness that came with his embrace.
“I don’t know if I can do this again,” Rainn said as she let out a long sigh.
“Why not?” Jack asked. He had a pleading and desperate tone in his voice and Rainn could tell that he really wanted to make things work this time.
“I need to concentrate on me now, relationships are just too straining,” Rainn answered and pulled out of his embrace. She walked a few steps away from him but could still feel his gaze fixated on her.
“I don’t think that’s the reason,” Jack said as he held her in a tight embrace “I think you’re scared.”
Rainn took a moment to feel his breath on her ear, his grip on her arm and the tone in his voice. She felt assured and hated how he was spot on, moreover hating how well he knew her.
“Let’s move in together,” Jack suggested, out of the blue. He saw how Rainn literally froze from these words and was ready to give her more reasons to support his statement but stopped when he saw the corners of her mouth turn up. He clenched his fist and threw it in midair as a sign of joy and disbelief.
“I haven’t agreed yet you know, don’t start rejoicing.” Rainn said as she turned and faced him. Her head lay on his shoulder carelessly and he responded by rubbing her back up and down. Rainn then reached up to him and planted a long wet kiss on his lips as she circled her hands on his neck.
“Is that a yes?” Jack asked, after pulling away from their embrace slightly.