by Anna Scott
"Hey man, you've gotta come in. Shits going down." Tyler's voice was tight; he was irritated with the lack of evidence we were finding on the seriously bad dude.
DeMarco had been slithering his slimy ass out of trouble for the past few months and we were all used to seeing better results. The man we had on the inside of his operation wasn't getting close enough to get what we needed and everyone was feeling the pressure.
"Okay, give me twenty." Tyler and I disconnected, and I rolled back to Gilli to see her eyes open and looking at me with concern.
"I've got to go into work baby. You go back to sleep." I felt terrible leaving her in a clinch, but I didn't have a choice. Hopefully, she would be able to figure something out with Kelly that morning, but at three am, there wasn't a damn thing I could do to help her out.
"Okay," she yawned, sitting up and swinging her feet to the floor.
I watched as she rose from the bed and moved out of the room. We had slept every night together since the night I first made love to her, since it had been her first time, I knew I needed to give her time before we went there again, but I craved her soft body every minute of every day. It made me an ass, to have a hard on for her almost every time she walked in a room, with all the shit falling around her in her life, but I couldn't help myself.
I didn't know where she'd gone, when I went into the bathroom, she wasn't there, so I assumed that she had gone in to check on Kelly. By the time I was dressed and ready to go, I found her standing next to the kitchen table with a steaming travel mug of coffee for me, prepared just how I liked it and two toasted bagels smeared with cream cheese in a bag, ready to go.
"Baby, you didn't have to get up with me to make me food."
"I know, but it could be a while before you get a chance to stop and eat." She looked unsure of herself and I realized that I was an ass - again.
"Thank you, precious. You are an amazing woman. Thank you for getting up with me and seeing to me." I pulled her into my arms for a kiss, but before I could plant my lips on hers she squirmed and pushed against my chest. I raised an eyebrow in confusion, wondering what the hell was the issue.
"I haven't brushed my teeth."
I grinned wickedly, wrapped my hand around the back of her head and pulled her back to me. Against her lips, I whispered, "I don't care, baby, you taste sweet all the time." I kissed her, giving her all the love I felt in my heart and wasn't yet ready to express verbally.
Reed:You okay with Kelly?
Gillian:Yeah, your mom came over. Thanks for e-mailing her.
Reed:Happy to. My girls want to go out for dinner?
Gillian:Yeah, you okay?
Reed:Yeah, we made some good progress today. Should be at your place by six.
Gillian:We'll be ready.
"Don't you two look beautiful." Kelly lifted her arms so I picked her up. "I like your pink dress."
"Thank you," she replied, beaming her sweet little girl smile at me.
With my free hand, I grabbed Gilli around the waist and pulled her to me too. "My two girls," I muttered, before placing a gentle kiss on Gillian's lips.
Kelly giggled and tried to push us apart. Luckily for me, she wasn't very strong yet. I led my girls out to the truck and loaded them up. We enjoyed our meal at a very casual family style Italian restaurant nearby and by the time we got back to Gillian's house, Kelly was passed out in her car seat.
As I checked over the house, making sure all was secure, Gillian put Kelly to bed in the little portable crib. We needed to go shopping.
I hadn't seen anything out of the ordinary and as many times as I had asked Gillian, she hadn't noticed anything either. I tried to convince myself that the man I saw outside of Missy's apartment wasn't a threat, that he was somehow not related to the situation but I failed. My gut tightened with trepidation and I knew that there was something more to come.
"Come here, baby," I growled as Gilli rounded the corner from the hall into the living room. As I pulled her tight into my arms, she let out a little squeak about two seconds before my mouth devoured hers. She had been struggling with grief, guilt for not getting Missy help and remorse for Kelly, that she wouldn't remember her mother, but she was a strong woman and was doing better with everyday that passed. I knew she had fielded a few overly concerned calls from her family too, all that was stressful for her, but I had plans to take her mind off all that.
Without hesitation, Gillian's slim arms stretched up and held tight around my neck. She accepted my tongue and seemed to get off on the way I wanted to give it to her. As I made a deep swipe, tasting her, her body stiffened and she let out a soft moan. It had been five nights since the first time we made love and I prayed that she wouldn't be tender anymore. My hands roamed, and when I reached her delectable ass, I lifted her up. I hated bending down all the time, but I also wanted her legs wrapped around my waist. Thankfully, she obliged immediately and the kiss deepened.
I moved us to the bedroom, and still lost in her mouth, I shut the door and locked it, just in case Kelly learned how to climb out of her crib and made it to us in the bed, where she would undoubtedly be traumatized by the things I was about to do to Gillian.
"Reed," Gillian whispered when I pulled from her mouth and began kissing down her neck.
"Mmm"
"Please, Reed, I need you."
No sweeter words were ever spoken, and I made quick work of laying her out on her bed and divesting her of every stitch of clothing she was wearing. I toed off my boots and socks, pulled off my tee but left my jeans on. I didn't want things to go too quickly and with that barrier, I would be forced to maintain at least that little bit of control.
"No, all of it. Please, Reed, take them off," she pleaded, eyeing me hungrily. With her naked body on full display, her long hair fanned out around her I could do nothing but comply.
I lowered myself to a crouch, removing my pants and underwear on the way, kicked those away and began to feast. She was wild, desperate and completely uncontrollable. She spiraled off into her own climactic oblivion.
"Reed," she cried out, my dick throbbing so hard, pointing up at her, I craved her, needed her, had to have her. I wanted to slide inside the beautiful warmth of Gillian's pussy again.
"Reed," she said again, this time on a long moan.
"Yes precious, I'm right here," I assured her as I slid up over her body, cradled her head in my hand and looked deep into her eyes.
"Come inside, I need to feel you, fill me, please," she begged. I wouldn't make this woman beg, not ever.
Rolling away I went to grab a condom, but before I could get too far, Gilli rolled with me, clutching my arm, she asked, "Where are you going?"
"Condom baby."
"I hate condoms." I chuckled and looked over my shoulder at her as I fished one out of my wallet.
"Me too, but unless you're ready to wear my rings, I probably shouldn't knock you up."
Her lust drunk eyes cleared only for a second and the dreamy look that crossed her face gave me pause. Of course, it was way too soon, but damn, it looked like she might not be too far off.
The latex that hadn't ever bothered me before, which now I saw as a barrier between me and my girl, was rolled down, strangling me. I had always worn them before - always. Even with Sandy, even though we were engaged, I wore condoms every time. I couldn't imagine how good it would feel to slide inside my girl bare. To feel her slick warmth tight around me with nothing between us, to feel my seed sprayed deep inside her, taking root and creating a family. Just thinking about it had me about ready to burst.
Before I could get back to her, Gilli wrapped her naked limbs around my back. I twisted and pulled her around to straddle me. "You think you can take me like this?"
She didn't answer, but sucked her top lip into her mouth and nodded. With a hand on each of her hips, I lifted her and watched as she reached down between us and positioned me right at her entrance. As she started to move down slowly, so damn slowly, I felt her tight walls quiver aroun
d me. She didn't wince or tense, and I prayed she wasn't in pain. The look on her face was a mixture of wonder and pure pleasure. I didn't know what mine was, but it was probably thankfulness.
Gillian's movements were unpracticed, but I kept my hands on her, guiding her up and down. Together, we found a rhythm and as she moved, I began to press up. "My stars, Reed, what - my - oh," she moaned as I began to hit just the right spot over and over again. I was over it, I couldn't do this shit anymore, it was awesome, watching her tits bounce as she bottomed out on my cock with every glide down, her face as she came closer and closer to the edge, but I needed to fuck her. The first time I'd been careful, I'd been gentle, but now I needed to take her to new places she'd never been before.
Thrusting up savagely, I stayed deep and flipped us so she was on her back and I was between her wide spread thighs. Grabbing each of her ankles, I looked into her hazy eyes and I knew that a fire had been lit in mine. "Tell me if it's too much - k."
Gilli's beautiful hazel eyes, the gold flecks shining through the green, widened and she nodded again and whispered a breathy, "K." Within seconds, I held her legs high and wide and powered into her, so fast, so hard the bead was shaking and I really hoped that we weren't being so loud that Kelly would wake. My hips snapped forward and I looked down to see my cock moving in and out of her tight, wet pussy, her cream shinning around me. I hated that damn condom.
"Oh, oh, oh," Gillian clutched the blankets over her head, her eyes shut tight as I fucked her hard. I was about to explode and I knew that she was too. I could feel her walls tightening down on me even harder, she was milking me, her body was begging me to fill her up and I had to fight my every caveman urge not to pull my dick out, rip that fucking condom off and flood her tiny body with every last drop of cum I had. I knew right then, that if she'd let me, I would marry that girl and keep her pregnant all the damn time.
"Open your eyes, precious. Look at me," I demanded. Gillian's startled eyes shot open and hazel eyes stared into blue as I started to cum and within seconds, she was cumming too. This girl was going to be the death of me. She took every hard thrust and loved it, she may have been brand new to sex, but she was a natural.
I rolled to the side, not wanting to crush her with my weight, but stayed planted. I didn't want to ever leave her, I wanted to stay rooted inside Gillian Young in a way that couldn't be denied. Eventually though, I had to pull out. After dealing with the condom, I came back to her. Gilli had yanked on a pair of sleep pants and tank, so I followed suit and grabbed my boxer briefs from the floor. I settled in bed next to her, turned out the light and curled my woman into my side and we both fell asleep.
The ringing woke me, but it wasn't my cell or Gillian's both of which were on the nightstand, it was coming from the kitchen. Realizing it had to be her house phone, I ambled out of bed and got to it before it went to her machine. Thankfully, neither of my girls woke up.
"Yeah," I asked into the handset.
"Get Gillian."
"What? Who is this?" The man's voice on the other end of the line had a different southern accent than mine or Gillian's, there was a hint of Cajun mixed in with the drawl. An icy dread crept over my skin. I prayed the man would identify himself as her brother or someone else, but I wasn't that lucky.
"You got Gillian Young there. You get her."
"Who is this?" I asked again, emphasizing each word clearly.
"You got something that's mine and I'm gonna get it back." The ominous words were the last ones spoken, as the man hung up before I could speak another syllable.
I looked at the phone before laying it back in the cradle. The caller ID read Unknown Caller. I high tailed it back to the bedroom on silent feet, grabbed my phone and shut the door as I moved back to the living room so I didn't wake Gillian.
"Agent Allen?" The female voice asked questioningly as the call was answered.
"Yes, this is Agent Allen, is this Barbara?"
"Yes sir, is something wrong?" I wanted to roll my eyes. Of course something was wrong, I was calling in the middle of the night. We had a staff of investigators and support staff in our local field office, though there weren't many, there were always a few people in the office around the clock.
"I just received a threatening phone call and I need to have the line checked." I gave Barbara, an older woman who worked nights, the details. She did a variety of things but mostly, she gave us the information we needed and was great at research. Her husband, a long time Fort Worth police officer worked nights too, so Barbara had opted to maintain the same schedule.
We went through the red tape required and within minutes she had the okay to check the incoming calls on the line. She found twenty-seven calls from an unknown number over the past two days. Every call was less than a minute, most were less than ten seconds, indicating that no one had likely answered. The origins of the call were presently untraceable but that information alone was disconcerting enough for me to request a deeper look. Long after I hung up, I stood in the deserted room, looking toward the window without seeing the closed drapes. I waited, hoping the caller would ring again, and hoping that the entire scene had been a nightmare.
I stayed there a long time in the silence, a million scenarios running through my mind. One thing was clear, I needed the boys, the system was going in the next day. Gillian and Kelly weren't going to be in an unsecure house alone for one more second.
On that thought, I glared at the phone hanging on the wall and when it still remained silent, I walked back down the hall, checking in on Kelly before I slipped into bed with Gillian where I spent the next several hours not sleeping.
Since it was Sunday, neither of us had to go anywhere. The cafe was closed and I wasn't working, though I knew that could change at any minute. After we got up and grabbed coffee, I sent a text to the boys requesting help from anyone who was available. Every one of us had different specialties. Jake's was security systems and all things electronic. Trent's was seeing what no one else could. I needed everyone, but those two most of all. I started to get responses back within a matter of seconds. Everyone was on board.
"Baby, the guys will be here around eight-thirty to work on the security system."
Gillian's startled but still sleepy eyes met mine. I could see the questions brewing in her mind, but before she had the chance to ask them, I went on. "Got a call last night, looked into it, have you been getting strange calls the last few days?"
"Um, no. I don't think so." She was still confused, I could see it, but she was thinking about something. "I have gotten some of those computer kind of calls, a bunch yesterday but no one was there."
"Why didn't you tell me? That's the kind of shit I need to know," I snarled at her like an angry dog. I was so damn pissed, I knew my voice was sharp, though I fought to keep it quiet. Kelly hadn't woken yet and we had to deal with this shit before she did.
"What? Why would I?"
"I told you to tell me if anything strange happened, I need you to do that." I growled at her and watched with some modicum of guilt when she flinched and took a step back.
"It wasn't that strange. I answered and no one was there. That isn't strange, Reed. That stuff happens all the time."
"Yeah? How many times?"
"What?"
"How many calls did you get like that?"
"Um, not sure, maybe five or six here and a few at the cafe. Clark mentioned answered a few there too, but I don't know how many, maybe ten?" She explained, a question in her voice.
"Look, I'm not messing around here - you know that. You have to tell me when shit like that happens. You can't keep stuff from me."
One of Gilli's eyebrows lifted, the hand not holding her coffee cup popped up onto her hip, she was getting pissed too. "Yeah, Reed, you did. You told me about the guy you saw by Missy's place, you told me to tell you if I saw anyone strange hanging around, I haven't seen anyone. You told me to tell you if I noticed anything out of place, I haven't. You didn't however tell me that if I got s
tupid computer marketing calls a million times a day that I should mention that. If I don't know something is off, how am I supposed to know to tell you?"
Just then, Kelly called out Gillian's name from her crib and before I could respond, Gillian swiped her hand across her chest in a "not now" movement and left the room. Glancing at my watch, I knew that mama was going to be there in a few minutes to drop off Blazer. Gilli and I had decided to bring him around and see how he was with Kelly. If all went well, we were going to keep him at the house with us.
Gilli said it was fine for him to stay there instead of with my mom, since I had been there every night since we got back from Shreveport. I wanted Blazer there too, because even though he wasn't a tough looking dog, he would bark if there was trouble and would probably sense an issue before the alarm had a chance to sound.
I could see Gilli's point, I hadn't told her specifically about getting calls, but with all the shit going down, she still should have mentioned it. Maybe that was asking too much, she didn't know but I was freaked way the hell out and was having a hard time not losing my shit all together.
Kelly giggled, calling my names as she ran into the room. She was dressed in a pair of little pink checked capri pants and a matching pink flowery top. My chest swelled with pride just a little, when I realized that everything the child had on, I had bought for her. The white saltwater sandals on her feet tapped against the floor and she made it to me as I bent down and picked her up into my arms. Right then, we heard a sharp bark and then the doorbell sounded.
"Gama's here," she yelled and tried to wiggle down out of my arms. She had her little stuffed puppy held tight in one arm and my neck in the other, but after she heard the door she flung herself and I had to work to catch her quick and keep her steady. Instead of letting her down, wanting to keep her higher than Blazer, in case the unusual happened and he didn't sit and stay on command, but jumped and knocked Kelly over, I held on tight and moved toward the door. When I did, I noticed two expressions on my girl's face, anger and softness. Somehow, Gillian managed to show opposing expression which I didn't think was even possible. Her eyes were soft and dreamy as she watched me move with Kelly and her lips were tight, still pissed as hell at me. We'd have our discussion later, we would both just have to bank our frustration and get on with the day.
