by C. M. Steele
Her eyes were wide with fear. “Just few minutes after I talked to Alex on the phone. I remember thinking that you weren’t supposed to release it until the bodies were identified. I was pissed but didn’t tell him that.”
“The news report didn’t air until an hour ago,” Detective Clayton informed us.
“What?!” Cali and I shouted in unison. The room became silent as we all realized the truth. Reddick knew more about what happened than he pretended and more than likely was the shooter.
I could feel Cali shaking in my arms, then she pushed out of my embrace. “It had to be him. How could he? Excuse me.” Cali ran from the room, so I followed after up to the bathroom.
“Cali open up.” She was retching in the toilet.
I pounded on the door before she mumbled, “It’s open.” Trying the knob, she was right; it opened with ease. She tearing off her clothes. I tried not to be turned on with her in her underwear. Cali ran the shower.
“Babe, what’s going on? What are you doing?” I stopped her before she walked.
“I have to wash him off my skin,” she said vehemently. Reaching around her back, she unsnapped her bra, letting it fall. Damn. Her tits were so fucking perky and perfect.
“What do you…Wait, he was hugging you when I came in.” The bastard had been trying to comfort her from his own handiwork, that cost her everything but me.
She nodded vigorously entering the stall. “Yes, he took the opportunity to tell me how sorry he was for my loss. How he could help plan the funeral.”
I wanted to punch the wall and lose my cool, but she needed my support though. I’d make him pay later.
“Listen, Cali, I know you’re disgusted. He’s vile and more than likely a murderer, but remember you didn’t do anything wrong. His hug and kindness was a part of his plan.” She nodded then closed the shower door. “Fine, Cali. Come back down soon. I’m sure the police will have more questions.”
“Okay,” she shouted over the spray. I walked to the door, then turned back to glance at her. My rage was reaching astronomical proportions. There was nothing better than death for him. I closed the door and joined the officers back downstairs.
“Is she going to be okay,” Dr. Levine asked.
I rubbed the back of my neck in frustration. “Yeah, he hugged her, offering her support.”
“Yes, psychopaths like that will venture to view the aftermath of their actions. If we don’t get to him, I think he’ll make his appearance again.” The detective and I sat around and waited while the rest of the team did their thing.
“I want her to have some protection on her. We can’t leave the house until I know she’s safe. I would say that I was enough protection, but as you can see, he is a coward and attacked from a distance.”
“We can hire someone, but it can’t be twenty-four hours. The budget won’t allow for it.”
“No, I want someone to tail him. If he’s monitored, then I’d feel better.”
“We could do that, but again it couldn’t be twenty-four seven.”
“I can hire a few people to keep tabs on him until he’s arrested.”
“We might be able to nail him if we have enough evidence for an attempted kidnapping and assault on Ms. Delaney.”
“Hey, Keith. Is there anything in the glass?” Clayton asked while another member of the forensic team took photos.
“Yes, sir. There’s traces of GHB and/or methamphetamines. We’ll need to run some more tests, but there are definitely drugs in this glass. Also, there’s several prints on here. I will need a copy of hers along with the other glass because his fingerprints should be on it.” Everything was bagged and photographed.
The tech asshat approached us with the phone in an evidence bag. “There’s not tracking information on her phone, but all her photos are empty. Do you know if she took pictures with her cell? Most people do, so it’s strange that there’s nothing there and there’s no special screensavers. Most people change their screensavers at the very least. There’s not even a picture for that.”
“I don’t know; I didn’t see her phone.”
“They were erased. Every image I had in there is gone. Every single picture of my family has been erased.” Her overwhelming sorrow got to everyone in the room. I rushed to her side, wrapping her up in my chest.
“I can see if I can recover them, but that will have to wait until we have all the evidence we can gather from it.”
“That’s fine, but I need to contact my family members so I need the information from the phone.”
“Here, I have a cable. Mr. Richmond, can I see your phone?” I handed it over. He connected the two phones with a cable and transferred the contacts and messages in a few minutes. We couldn’t believe it, but she had everything she needed to speak with her family. I noticed she had twelve voicemails.
“One of these is from Lydia.”
“Who’s Lydia?”
“She’s Mark’s sister and used to be my best friend.”
“Great, play the message. I hope she has something to tell us.”
Cali. Oh my God, I can’t believe it. Rob’s gone. I don’t know how this could happen. I’m sorry about your parents, too. It’s so terrible to lose them all, especially because it’s your birthday. Mark, what are you doing in here?
Shut your fucking mouth. This is all your fault. She’s with that bastard…
Ahhhh!
A gunshot could be heard in the background, and then the phone went dead.
“Cali, where do they live? Now!”
She spat out the address and the police made a call while they packed up and rushed out. We were all alone again on her birthday and more tragedy struck.
“Are you okay, Cali?” She shook her head. I didn’t think so either.
“Alex, will you do me a favor?” she asked.
“Anything, my love.”
“Make love to me.”
I inhaled deeply. I thought we should wait because of all the bad news. “Baby, are you sure? You don’t want to regret this.”
“Alex, I’ve waited, fantasized, came to the idea of you taking my virginity. I need to feel alive, something special. I want something special, something good, to remember about today Please don’t make me beg.”
“No, no. You don’t have to beg.”
Chapter 7
I tilted her face up to see her beauty before I kissed her soft lips. “I’ve waited so long for this, Calista.” Standing up, I put my hand out for hers. The moment she grabbed it, I pulled her into my arms. This time my mouth came down on hers hard and demanding. My cock throbbed in my pants so intensely that could feel my pulse through it. I growled in her ear, taking it in between my teeth. My hands slid into her hair, and I tugged her head back. My mouth explored her neck, licking her throbbing vein on her pale flesh.
I wasn’t planning on fucking her on the sofa, so I stopped our kissing reluctantly. Scooping her up, I carried her to her bedroom, but not before checking the locks on the front door. We slowly climbed the stairs, stopping to kiss every few steps. Her pussy rested directly on my cock, giving both of us that rush of friction with each stair.
The moment we hit her bedroom, I slammed the door shut with my foot. Without breaking our kiss, I carried her to the bed. I kicked off my shoes as our bodies hit the mattress. Fuck, I felt the stirring in my balls; I was going to come before I got in her. My hips ground into hers as I worked my way to lifting up her tee shirt. I felt her smooth skin pimple up with goosebumps. Her nipples pebbled through her bra as I skimmed past them to rid her of that damn shirt. I broke our kiss long enough to slip it over her head. Tasting her mouth once more with mine, I moved my greedy mouth and worked my way south. Her back bowed off the bed when I bit through her thin bra and sucked her hard nipple in my mouth. “Ah,” she cried out.
“More, Cali?” I was well past gone already. I knew anything she asked for, she’d get. I was about to cum at her breathy moans. Needing to taste her soft yet firm breasts, I yanked down her
bra. “My, my, my, what do we have here? Damn Cali, these are some perfect breasts and they’re all mine.” I licked the underside before I traced my tongue around her light pink berries. They peaked even more as I blew onto them. Sucking her nipple into my mouth, she cried out, her body cumming fast and hard. I let out a little whimper as my body felt the stirrings of my own orgasm. I moved back up to her lips, kissing her and cumming in my pants. I groaned as I felt my load empty. I was a little pissed that I wasted it, but I had plenty more where that came from.
I lifted off of her and the bed.
“Please tell me that you’re not going to stop,” she said in disappointment.
“Fuck no, take off your clothes, Cali.” I was still hard, even after cumming. I made quick work of my clothes, standing in front of my woman stark naked with my cock pointing at her. Her eyes widened as she eyed my wet tip.
“I want. Can I?”
“Baby, just a bit.”
She let out a wicked giggle. “Can I be honest with you?”
“Always,” I grunted. I hoped to hell what she said didn’t kill my mood by telling me about another guy.
Her body blushed as the nervous smile crept up on her face. “Every time I played with my pussy, I thought about what your cock would feel like in my mouth. I wondered how you liked to have it licked. It set me off so often. It did that day you barged in,”
I squeezed the tip to stave off the need to cum. I’d just come, and I was struggling not to nut again. Fuck, I walked toward the edge of the bed and sat down. Letting her get down to the floor, she knelt down in front of me. I ran the tip along her lips. “Open wide, Cali.”
Her tongue trailed after my tip, then she parted her pouty lips. She darted out her pink tongue and licked the drop that was sitting on my head. I groaned out loud as her mouth wrapped around my cock. I pushed my hips forward, letting her take me down deeper into her hollowed out cheeks. I didn’t know how to breath as she took her hand and wrapped it around my base. Her fingertips barely touched around my girth. Damn, I didn’t realize how small she was in comparison to my body. It was going to be hard to break through her tiny pussy.
I looked down and watched her work my cock over. I moaned deeply and felt the build up again. I was close, but I had wasted enough cum. I pulled back, and she pouted at me angrily.
“I can taste your cum. It’s sweet yet tangy, Alex. Why are you taking away my treat?”
“Because I’m done wasting my cum outside your little pussy. I want my kid growing in you, and I can’t do that nutting everywhere but your pretty little cunt.”
“But once I’m pregnant?”
“Then you can have your fill. Now kitten, it’s time for me to taste my treat.” Instead of being as forward as she’d been to suck my cock, she turned into a shy little thing. She blushed, and hesitated to get on the bed.
“No time for being shy, sweet Cali. I want your pussy and I will have it. Up and spread those thighs wide, or I’ll part them myself.”
She climbed back on the bed with her knees bent but closed and her body resting on her elbows. She arched her brow challenging me, but it had been two long years of self-loving. I worked my way in between her thighs, roughly parting them. I eyed her mound with its pretty blonde curls; they were wet and darkened with her dewy desire. I pressed my head down to her heat and inhaled her scent. Like I imagined, it was sweet. Parting her little lips, I ran my tongue along her slit. I groaned as her taste went straight to my balls.
Her legs ground against the bed, bending and straightening as she tried to ride the wave of pleasure. I started to stretch out her heat by scissoring two fingers in her tight core. I could feel her barrier, and I pressed lightly against it. It sent my ego soaring that I would be the only one to know her pussy. She was sweet like candy, and I ate her up until she started to ride my face, cumming hard. She soaked my mouth with her release, and it brought me back to the brink again. I reached down to my cock put it in a death grip hold to stem the flow. It worked. I felt the sweat sliding down my back as I sat at the edge of cumming.
With little strength and will power left, I stalked up her body and pressed the head of my cock at her entrance. She cried out as I pushed my way in, making us one. It felt like a vise that wanted me out, but I was stubborn enough to fight back. I sat fully seated in her pussy. Her eyes briefly expressed pain, but the look of love overcame that shit.
“Oh wow, just what I thought,” she murmured, breathlessly. “I think it’s broken.”
“Yeah, I broke you open, but you’ll get used to it, my Cali. Just relax.” My mouth went to hers, slowly easing my tongue into her mouth. Her walls started to ease up on my cock, her juices beginning to give me some leeway. I pulled back, until I left just the tip in, then rocked back in lazily, letting her get used to me and fighting my urge to cum. I managed to hold back long enough to hear her panting for more. She sang my name with every thrust. “Alex, Alex.”
She had me so close that every moan, cry, and plea brought me closer to cumming. My hand moved between us to tease her clit because I wanted us to cum together. She wrapped her thigh around my waist, tilting her hips and letting me drive in at a different angle. Her clit hit my base, sending her into another wild orgasm while her tight pulsing walls squeezed out every drop of seed from my cock. I thought about the fact that my little guys were hitting her unprotected womb, trying to fight to tie Cali to me. The image made me cum a little more. My vision blurred as I felt the most immensely powerful orgasm I’d ever had.
I looked down into her eyes and felt like I was home. She was mine, and now there was nothing I would let separate us. “I love you, Cali.”
“Thank you, Alex. Thank you for making me feel alive.”
Chapter 8
I looked down at her as she slept. Cali’s long blonde hair was messy, thanks to me, and it brought a big ass grin to my face. Two years of waiting were over and my heart was one with hers. There was no more doubt that maybe she didn’t want me or that she would want someone else.
My biggest fear now rested on keeping her safe. We weren’t a hundred percent sure that it was Reddick, so I had to look out for all potential suspects. I had a feeling it was him, though. If he was willing to hurt his sister, he was willing to kill someone else.
I knew that Cali didn’t want to know what happened to Lydia because it was probably the worst. They were best friends, and I knew that Rob’s death was eating me up. Crawling out of the bed around ten o’clock at night to find out what happened to Lydia. Walking downstairs so I don’t wake Cali, I texted the officer. He sent a message back. Turn on the news.
I did, and the first thing I saw was the breaking news. There was a manhunt out for Mark Reddick. He’s suspected of murdering his sister who was found dead in their home and involved the death of the Delaney family.
I ran my hands through my hair. “Damn it. How am I going to break this to her?” I muttered in angry frustration.
“You don’t have to.” She came walking toward me, tucking her head into my chest. “Why is he doing this?” I hated that she had to go through this. If what I think is true, he was obsessed with her.
“We can’t understand some people’s minds and the shit that they keep locked away.”
“This is all my fault.” I knew this was coming—the guilt.
“No, it’s not. Don’t think that shit.” I grabbed her chin, making sure she understood me. I knew it was killing, but I didn’t want her going down that rabbit hole. “You didn’t do anything but have a really great friend. Tell me. Was Lydia a bad friend?”
“No, never.” Her eyes welled up with unshed tears.
“Then you had no reason to believe that her brother would be so evil.”
“You’re right, but I can’t help but think I did something to get him to want me.” Her natural essence could attract any man. Smarts, beauty, a sense of humor and a natural goodness about her. She was everything wonderful wrapped up in a small package.
“You didn’t
do anything but be yourself. You’re a sweet and loving person. I fell in love with you on the spot, and you did nothing but welcome me into your home. Hell, you gave me attitude right away and all I could think about how I had to bide my time.” It was the truth. She was lovable, even when she was cranky.
“I guess so,” she muttered, dipping her head back against my chest.
Lifting her face again and looking into her lovely eyes, I said, “I know so.”
“Thanks for being my hero, my love, and my friend.”
“Always,” I promised before tasting her lips.
Our kiss deepened and I lifted her up into my arms, grinding my cock against her mound. Fuck. We were both turned on so badly that we almost missed the doorbell ring. Pausing to listen again, we heard someone ring the motherfucker multiple times. “Whoever it is, better have a reason to be here,” I growled. Setting her down onto the sofa, I adjusted my erection and whispered, “Wait here.” If it was Reddick, I didn’t want him to get a chance at harming her.
I walked to the door, looked through the peep hole and didn’t immediately recognize the four people at the door. I opened it and asked, “Can I help you?”
“Where’s Calista at?” a middle-aged man asked.
“Who are you all?” I asked.
“I’m her aunt Marie and this is her uncle Joe.” The middle-aged woman pointed to the man staring me down.
“We’re her grandparents,” a much older woman said. I never met her family because they all lived out of state and hadn’t visited that summer.
Then I heard Cali coming to the door. “Oh my God. You all came.”
“You didn’t answer your phone when we called.” Her grandmother pulled her into her arms hugged Cali tightly.
“Okay, we can get to talk inside. Please come in fast.” I spotted the cop car with Officer Nichols sitting with her partner. I gave them a subtle nod of appreciation.
Her family looked at me strangely, but clung to Cali and moved into the house.
“I didn’t mean to be a dick. It’s just we’ve got a problem, and there’s a killer on the loose.” It was better to tell them sooner rather than later.
