by Rhea Wilde
He took a step closer to me, the smile on his lips growing even wider.
“But enough about me. How have you been, Eva? Are you doing all right?”
“I’ve been fine. Everything went as well as it could have. The police are closing up the case on Reese. They’re arresting everybody else with any connection to him—”
“That’s not what I asked. I asked about you.”
“Me… Right. Well…”
I looked down at my hands, rubbing them together.
“I’m doing as well as I could be doing,” I said. “We solved the case, so Taurus paid me off.”
“Then it looks like our deal is finished, partner.”
I looked up at him and the smile on his face was gone. Instead, I saw something in his eye. Something mischievous. Something you would never expect out of a man like him. I couldn’t help but smirk back.
“It would seem so, partner. But you know…”
I leaned in closer to him and tugged at his shirt sleeve with my index finger and thumb.
“We never really had a chance to celebrate,” I whispered. “It seems only appropriate we do so after closing a case. And since I’ve got some money to spend…”
“What exactly do you have in mind?” he asked.
“Dinner. Tonight. And maybe I can get us a room at a nice place.”
“You spent all that time cooped up in a hotel room with me and now you want to do it again?”
“Hey. For old times’ sake.”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
He winked at me then leaned in closer to me. As his face drifted to mine, I closed my eyes, my lips searching for his.
“Eva! Derek! What are you guys doing over there?”
James’s interruption forced my eyes open. I quickly pulled my face away from his. We shared a laugh together. It had been so long but it felt like yesterday, being there with him. His arm around my shoulder, Derek walked with me toward the kitchen.
“Come on,” he said. “I missed a lot. You have to tell me all about it.”
Chapter 30
EVA
Derek spent the rest of the day with us in Dee and James’s apartment. He talked about what it was like to be locked up for a month. Most people would have complained but Derek wasn’t most people. He spoke about his experience like it was a vacation. He didn’t seem worse off because of the time spent behind bars. If anything, he appeared to be in a better mood.
I didn’t say much to him. I just listened while everybody else enjoyed Derek’s company.
It was the first time I’d ever seen him with Brandon. Derek spoke about him so much but I never thought I’d actually get the chance to see them together. Brandon looked and spoke to him like he’d known him all of his life. He treated the seven-year-old like he was his own son. The two of them laughed and played with each other to the point strangers would have been surprised to discover they weren’t related.
I didn’t know why it was so strange to me. Maybe it was because Derek talked about Brandon and now I was seeing it for the first time. But now they were together again, along with John Sabin’s brother and sister-in-law, it was like watching a family being reunited.
There was so much for the two of them to catch up on that Derek decided to spend the night. I didn’t object, seeing as how he had been gone for so long. Derek had sworn to take care of Brandon. It was appropriate he made sure the young boy was properly taken care of.
Before I left that night, I said goodbye to Derek. No hug. No kiss. Just an agreement we would speak with each other the next night for dinner. It had been so long since I’d seen him that one more day wasn’t much.
When the next night rolled around, there was no dinner. There was only a look in his eye that told me everything I needed to know. I picked him up from James and Dee’s place in the evening and we headed toward our destination, a hotel in downtown. I checked in earlier in the day to avoid wasting any time.
I stood next to Derek in the elevator. I stared forward, my eyes locked on the ascending floor numbers. Every time it went up, there was a flutter in my stomach. The anticipation in my heart made me so fragile I would have fallen over if I weren’t so focused.
The back of his hand was against my arm. He caressed my skin softly. Just a simple touch was enough to make me shudder. I caught myself in the middle of it and clenched my jaw to avoid shivering any further.
“Now, now,” I said. “Patience.”
I raised an index finger, wagging it at him to discourage him from trying anything more. It was like a dare. I wanted to see if he would try something before we got to the room. My eyes still forward, I could see him staring at me from the corner of my eye. He was just as focused as I was. I could feel the intensity burning inside of him.
“This is a fancy hotel,” he said. “Not the kind we’re used to staying in.”
“We’re not hiding from anybody. And I’ve got a bit of money to spare. It seems appropriate. It’s not like we’re working on a case.”
“But we are.”
“Oh?”
I kept looking forward, trying not to break my concentration. It was hard not to smile. He was so close to me I could feel him breathing on my neck. My skin tingled with electricity.
“And would case would that be, Captain Jacobs?”
I could feel his breath even closer. It trailed up along my neck, against the side of my face, and warm against my ear.
“It’s the case of what color are the private investigator’s panties.”
I bit down on my lips as soon as he said it. I swallowed. My knees buckled slightly and my thighs squeezed together. I clenched my fists to remain standing without showing any sign I was ready for him.
“Well, I’m sure if we work together, we’ll find out. But I don’t think this is a case we’ll solve so easily. We might need to work all night on this.”
He moved away from me. I gave him a sideways glance. It was just long enough to see the subtle smirk on his face. He stood next to me and rested one hand in the other, staring forward at the floors along with me.
“I’m prepared to stay up all night if I have to.”
I didn’t respond. Not by saying anything, at least. Instead, a let out a deep and contented sigh through my nostrils, letting the anticipation continue to build within me. Waiting for the elevator to arrive at our floor was torture. When it finally dinged, I was ready to pounce on him. A few people waiting just outside of the door were enough to make me restrain myself for a little while longer.
“Come on,” I said to Derek without looking at him. “The room’s this way.”
I didn’t look at him. I kept my eyes down the hallway. I had the keycard for the door out already. I flipped it in my hand as I made my way closer to the room. The sound of Derek’s footsteps behind me matched the thumping of my heart against my chest.
“Here it is.”
I stopped right at the door and spun on my heel. Derek walked up slowly to me, his hands in his pockets. We were alone in the hallway. The only thing stopping us from tearing each other apart in complete privacy was the wooden door in front of us.
Two can play this game…
“Tell me something, Captain Jacobs.”
“You can stop calling me that. I’m not a Captain any longer.”
“Oh, that’s too bad. You see… I haven’t seen you in such a long time. I’ve fallen out of discipline. I think I need someone like you to keep me in line. How about just tonight, you can be my commanding officer?”
I looked up into his eyes. I couldn’t fight my grin but I tried anyway by biting the corner of my bottom lip. I watched his throat shift as he swallowed. He stared at me with those auburn eyes of his, so striking on his chiseled face.
Derek pulled his hand out of his pocket and pressed it on the door. He leaned against it as he looked down at me.
“No more games,” he whispered. “No more cases or investigations or mysteries. We’re not even partners. Not tonigh
t.”
“Then what are we?”
“Tonight, Eva, we’re just us… I want to love you. I want to make love to you. I want to do what we never had the chance to do the last time I was here.”
I was speechless. Breathless, too. I looked up at him, trying to figure out what to say but I couldn’t because I wasn’t even thinking straight. All I could do was stare back at him and lose myself in his eyes.
What am I doing?
After a few seconds, I realized what was happening.
“What the hell am I waiting for?” I muttered to myself.
I shoved the keycard into the slot and pushed the door open as quickly as I could. I rushed inside and Derek followed in behind me. The door slammed and before I even had the chance to turn around, his hands were on me.
Derek spun me around and pressed his lips to mine. The first kiss set off an explosion in my core that surged through my veins. Our tongues collided against each other and our kisses became wet and sloppy. I furiously pressed my mouth to his as if it would somehow make up for all of the time we lost.
The room was dark with only the moonlight peering in through the curtains. That didn’t matter though. There was just enough for me to see him and my eyes were closed for most of the time.
Derek advanced on me as our lips remained locked together. I tore at my shirt, unbuttoning it and peeling it off me. He pulled his lips away from me just long enough to pull his shirt up and over his head. Then he pulled me close again so we could resume.
The hard muscles of his body pressed against me, forcing another violent shudder out of me. It had been so long I almost forgot how good he felt. Tan skin stretched over taut muscles caressing my skin was an experience I wouldn’t trade for anything.
He trailed his hands along the small of my back, moving them up toward my bra strap. He snapped the hooks off with the dexterity that only a Green Beret would have. I pressed my hand against his chest and somehow managed to push away from him.
“Wait,” I said.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his face twisted in confusion.
“I don’t… I don’t want to remove your tag.”
I held the dog tag on my chest in my hand. He stood there patiently as he watched me drop my arms to let my bra fall to the floor. Goosebumps covered my skin as his eyes roamed up and down my body.
“All right,” I said. “That’s long enough.”
I smirked at him then rushed back toward him. Our kiss resumed as we embraced one another.
Derek began fiddling at the zipper on my jeans. I returned the favor, running the back of my hand against his bulge through the fabric. I could already feel the wetness seeping through me and onto my panties. Hearing the sound of the metal teeth getting pulled down only made my situation even worse.
Derek took a knee and pulled my jeans down to the ground.
“Red,” he said.
“What?” I said as I looked down at him.
“Red. Your panties.”
I giggled and shook my head at him.
“They’re red,” I said with a shrug.
“I don’t like red.”
“Oh? What are you gonna do about it?”
He stood back up and locked his eyes on me. I gasped as his hands gripped the sides of my underwear in his fists. The fabric stretched tight against my skin as he tugged on it. With a violent pull, he ripped my panties off from both sides. My mouth hung open in surprise, his intense stare still focused on me.
I spread my legs slightly and let the remains of the fabric fall to the floor.
“You owe me a new pair,” I said.
“You’re rich. Buy it yourself.”
He wrapped his arms around me and picked me up from the ground. I giggled as he playfully tossed me onto the nearby bed. I spread my legs and a rush shot through me from the air brushing against my wetness. Derek crawled onto the bed in front of me, his eyes full of lust and hunger.
He kissed the inside of my thigh gently. My leg twitched and his hand moved it back in place. He kept working his lips up my legs, taking turns between each of my thighs.
My head fell back and sank into the pillow. I tried to keep my eyes open but they fluttered when he found my lips. He kissed me softly then licked up some of my fluids. My eyes closed for good.
I writhed against the mattress as he worked his way into my pussy. One of my hands gripped the comforter underneath me and the other ran along the back of his head.
Derek hadn’t lost his touch. His tongue worked wonders on me. He licked my lips with his tongue before inserting it into me. Then he would pull it out to move it up to my swollen clit. Back and forth, in a slow and steady rhythm, Derek pleased every inch of me.
I writhed in bed. My mouth hung open and I paced myself with deep breaths. Sweat started to form on my skin. The wet sound of his mouth smacking against me echoed through the dark and empty hotel suite.
I bucked my hips against his face when he hit my sweet spot. His warm breath against my skin, Derek knew he was in complete control of me. He moved his hands underneath my ass and lifted my hips up completely off the mattress so he could satisfy his insatiable hunger.
My legs were pointed up, knees bent over his broad shoulders as he had his way with me. I clutched at the sheets as if it would brace me for the pleasure beginning to consume my body.
“Derek… Derek…”
I moaned his name between breaths. The involuntary shaking of my body became harder to control. His tongue started to move faster, sending me closer and closer to the edge.
But he wouldn’t have me so easily. Derek gently rested me back down on the mattress. We weren’t finished but I was already trying to recover. Through narrowed eyes, I watched as he stood up at the edge of the bed. He took off his boots and kicked them away. His jeans followed. As he tugged his underwear down, the fabric got caught up on his length before it sprang up. His cock was hard and erect, pointing straight at me.
The sight of his naked body could have been enough. The memory of it would have lasted me a lifetime. Having him back here with me, in nothing but his flesh, was a dream I never thought I would get a chance to live again.
He was real. Only he could take control of me like he did. When Derek got back onto the bed, he flipped me over on my stomach. I giggled and whimpered as he grabbed my hips and forced me on all fours.
“You need some discipline,” he said, his voice deep and stern.
“Yes, sir…” I sighed.
My hands pressed down on the mattress. My legs spread and my knees dug in. I turned around to watch him positioning himself behind me. Seeing his hard body right there was only driving me more insane. The anticipation made my body tremble so much I thought the entire hotel was shaking.
When his tip hit my folds, my eyes shut again. My mouth opened and a deep groan squeezed out of my throat.
“Oh…”
His hands were firm on my hips. His cock found my wet opening and plunged deeper into me. My walls stretched for him. The feeling of his thick and pulsing length stimulated me in a way nothing else could. Derek’s grip tightened on me as he pushed himself as deep as he could. The stubble of his hilt pressed against my ass, telling me he was inside of me completely.
“Oh, fuck!”
I couldn’t help it. Barely coherent, muttered obscenities were the only thing I could say to try and describe how I felt. Derek filled me up so fully I couldn’t think straight.
He started slow. He rocked himself into me. Derek’s strokes were hard and deep with a purpose. It was as if he were trying to make room for himself. He pushed himself into me and when he reached the base of his cock, he gave a sharp thrust to try and get even more into me. Over and over, every thrust dug deeper into me.
The passion started to consume the both of us. His breathing became more and more labored. His strokes were just as hard but his pace quickened. The sound of my flesh bouncing against his hard body grew louder. The chorus of our bodies slapping together in a stead
y joined deep sighs of pleasure from the both of us.
Derek groaned deeper as he dug himself into me. His grip on my waist was sweaty. His masculine scent filled my nostrils. My eyes closed and my mouth hung open as he drove his cock deep inside of me.
The sound of the dog tag dangling beneath my breasts jingled in my ears. The metal necklace swung back and forth underneath me, in rhythm with each of his thrusts.
I was getting close. It was mounting inside of me. Just as he had pushed me so close to the edge once before, Derek had me teetering. A dam inside of me was about to burst with a wave of everything it held back.
But my end wouldn’t come so soon. He pulled out of me completely. Feeling the emptiness inside of me gave me a moment of clarity and left me confused.
“Why did you stop?” I said, my breath stifled.
I turned around and he grabbed my hips and flipped me over. His hands on my waist, Derek sat down in front of me. I looked into his eyes as I crawled closer to him. I raised my ass from the mattress. I was staring into his eyes but I could see his hard cock just beneath me. I gazed right at him as I started to lower myself on his length, one of my hands guiding it into me. My eyelids started to flutter but I kept them open. I wanted to look at him. I wanted to see him. I wanted to watch the exact look on his face when he pushed himself inside of me.
I sat down on his hard cock, my wetness making it easier for him to slide into me. My mouth opened wide like I was in shock but nothing came out. His eyes narrowed slightly as I sat down completely on his hilt.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, resting my arms on his broad shoulders, while I rode him. I ground my hips back and forth against his body, trying to stimulate him as much as he stimulated me. I moved my head forward and gave him a sloppy kiss, pushing the ecstasy inside of me even further.
I was already too worked up from what he had done to me earlier. I was falling and there was no turning back. I knew he was close, too, his cock beginning to throb inside of me.
His hands wrapped around the small of my back and pulled me closer. His hips started to buck up and into me. We moved out of rhythm before finding the right pace. Our bodies slammed against each other in a hard and fast dance that was louder than anything we had done so far. The mattress squeaked underneath us. The whole room was shaking.
