Cole didn’t know it, but I had learned to shoot a gun a long time ago. I didn’t carry one and I hadn’t been to the range in a while, so my skills were probably sorely lacking. Still, I was sure Cole would be surprised at what I could do.
“Come with me.” He grabbed my hand and led me to a door off the kitchen. When he opened the door and I saw the stairs leading down to the dark basement, my breath stalled in my chest. He didn’t really expect me to go down there, did he?
He seemed to sense my hesitation because he turned back to me and grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look him in the eyes.
“Sweetheart, I need you to trust me. I would never hurt you. I just want to show you something. If you get scared, we can come back up, okay?”
He took my hand again and the strength that surged through me from the feel of his hand with mine spurred me on. I nodded and he led me down the steps to the basement and over to a room in the corner that had a lock on the door.
“What’s in there?”
“My weapons.”
“I had no idea you had a basement, let alone an arsenal of weapons.”
He put his key in the lock and opened the door. I stared in awe at all the weapons he had.
“When I was a kid, dad taught me to shoot and we would go hunting. I became a little obsessed with guns. During my time in the military, I collected quite a few also. I haven’t gone near a gun since I left the military. I swore to myself I would never touch one again.”
He walked into the room and looked around at his weapons. I didn’t know what to say. I honestly would feel a lot better carrying a gun, but I didn’t know if I could ask him to pick up a weapon again. He was obviously trying to get past his demons from his time as a sniper.
“Cole, I can’t ask you to break that promise to yourself.”
“I made myself that promise because the lines of the innocent and guilty were getting blurred. There are no blurred lines here. I love you and I will do anything to protect you and that includes murdering the sick son of a bitch that’s trying to take you away from me.”
He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me against him, then crushed his lips to mine. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and our tongues tangled in passion. I didn’t even have time to think about what he had just admitted to me. His hands slipped down to my waist, then he grabbed my ass and lifted me up against his body. My legs lifted around his waist and wrapped around his body. I threaded my fingers through his hair. He turned us around and stumbled into a bench where he set me down. He broke away from my lips and started kissing his way down my neck and back up to my ear. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, enjoying his hot mouth on my body. I felt his hand slip under my shirt and grab my breast. He started to stroke my nipple through the fabric and before long, I was panting. My panties were drenched with my desire and I could feel an orgasm building in my core. He ripped my shirt over my head and pulled the cups of my bra down, pushing my breasts up. His mouth latched onto my nipple and my legs started to shake as my orgasm broke free. I squeezed his body between my legs as he continued to suck my nipple to a stiff peak.
As my body came down, he brought his lips back to mine and kissed me sweetly. My body tingled as I felt his hand caress my stomach and then work my jeans free. He pulled my jeans down my body, kissing my mound, my thighs, and down to my feet. Then he worked his way back up my inner thighs and kissed my pussy through my underwear. I was shaking with need and didn’t know how much longer I could hold out.
“Please…”
“Please what, sweetheart? Tell me what you want.”
“Kiss me.”
His tongue swept over my inner thighs and he left hot, wet kisses on my skin. I couldn’t take anymore teasing.
“I’m so wet for you. I need you inside me.”
“I thought you wanted me to kiss you,” he said as he nipped at my skin.
“I do, but I need you inside of me more.”
I heard his pants come undone and then I felt him at my entrance. He slowly pushed inside me and I gasped at the fullness. He moved slowly, allowing me to adjust to his thickness. He leaned down and kissed me as he finished sinking into my core. I wrapped my arms around his back and when he started to move, my fingers dug into his skin. He started to move faster and I could feel my back scraping against the table. He was pressing kisses to my mouth, throat, and behind my ears. I had never felt so cherished in all my life. This man had saved me, he loved me, and was going to protect me. I felt tears leak from my eyes and then his mouth was kissing them away.
“Don’t cry, sweetheart. I’ve got you. I’ll never let you go.”
He moved his hand down to my clit and I felt the world spin. His cock pumped harder and faster. Our bodies were slick with sweat and I could feel his balls slapping against my skin as he moved in and out of my center. He slammed into me with such force that the table was moving back, slamming against the wall.
“Cole, please. Oh my, God.”
“Hold on, baby. I’m gonna fuck you hard. I need to be deep inside you.”
He pulled my legs wide and held them out as he pounded inside me. His breathing was erratic and he threw his head back as he pushed inside me with one last, hard thrust and stilled, shouting my name as he came. A moment later, he dropped my legs and leaned down to kiss me. I felt his cum leaking out of my body and smiled at the sensation. He pulled his cock from me and pulled his shirt off, then cleaned me up with it.
“I love you, Cole.”
“I love you too.”
“Um…I don’t want to scare you, but we didn’t use protection and I’m not on birth control.”
He looked down at my belly and smiled. Then he leaned down and pressed a kiss to my belly.
“Well, I guess we’ll find out soon enough if we just created a little bean.” He gave me a bruising kiss then pulled me to my feet. “This wasn’t what I brought you down here for, but I can’t say I’m sorry. I’ll never look at this room the same way again.”
I blushed all the way to my toes. That was the best sex I’d ever had. He started to gather his clothes to put back on and I finally took my first good look at him. I had seen him half naked at other times, but I had always been too shy to really look my fill. He had chiseled abs with a dark trail of hair that worked its way down to his penis. He manscaped and I was relieved. I really wanted to see what it was like to have his cock in my mouth. I had never seen that part of him before. He was always covered and I didn’t see it when we were having sex. I hadn’t really ever studied a penis before. I’d had sex a handful of times and was always too shy to take a peek.
As I stared at it, I noticed it was starting to get fatter and bigger and I tilted my head in confusion and bit my lip. My eyes started to widen as I realized that he was getting hard again. My face shot up to Cole’s and he was grinning at me. I was mortified at being caught blatantly staring at him like a piece of meat. I dropped my eyes, but they fell once again on his now-erect penis. I licked my lips and swallowed hard as I felt moisture leak down my legs. I took a step forward and lifted my hand to touch his penis. Just when I was about to touch the tip, his cock jumped. I pulled back my hand, yelping in surprise. Cole started laughing again and he pulled me into his arms.
“I’m just teasing you, sweetheart. You want to touch it?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
His grin slipped from his face and his eyes turned molten with desire as he stared at my mouth. I could tell he was imagining my mouth around him. My lips parted and my breathing increased as I thought about taking him in my mouth. He took my hand and guided it down to his throbbing cock. I touched the tip and was surprised at how smooth the skin was. I ran my hand down the length of him and then grabbed him in a firm squeeze. He hissed in a breath and I started to back away, afraid I had hurt him.
“Don’t stop, sweetheart.”
“Will you tell me what to do?” I looked up at him with uncertainty. I was so new to all this and I really wanted to please hi
m. He put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me down. As I lowered to my knees, I came face to face with his monstrous cock and found the task impossible.
“Grab my cock around the base and stroke it. Be firm, but not too tight.” I did as he said and then I leaned forward and ran my tongue over the tip of his cock. It was salty on my tongue, but it wasn’t a horrible taste. I continued to pump him and felt him thicken in my hand.
“Put your mouth around my cock and suck me.” I did as he said, but could only get about half way when I felt like I was going to gag. I pulled back and sucked on him. My tongue was gliding along the bottom of his cock, then swirling around the tip, and he seemed to enjoy it. I started bobbing my head as I got more comfortable taking him in. He grabbed my hair almost painfully and yanked my head back.
“I’m gonna shove my cock all the way in your mouth. Just relax your jaw and don’t try to use your tongue, okay?”
I loved this commanding side of him. It made me feel very naughty. I nodded and then he used his fist holding my hair to guide me back to him. I opened and relaxed my throat as he entered my mouth. I felt like I was going to gag when his cock hit my tonsils. I wasn’t so sure this was going to work.
“Just relax, sweetheart. I won’t give you more than you can take.”
He continued to push in until I could feel him at the back of my throat. He left his cock at the back of my throat for a minute and then pulled out and did it several more times. I had tears streaming down my cheeks from the sensations, but every time he shoved his cock down my throat, he moaned and that made me wet for him. It gave me a confidence that I never had, knowing that I could undo this man. He started to pick up his pace, thrusting in and out of my mouth in more shallow strokes. My pussy started to ache as I became accustomed to it and I found it turned me on a lot.
“I’m gonna come, sweetheart. You have to stop if you don’t want me to come in your sweet mouth.”
His breathing was ragged and I wanted the full experience so I sucked him back in and grabbed onto his ass, holding him in my mouth. He swore as the warm, salty liquid hit the back of my throat and I swallowed every drop of him. It was a strong taste, but I imagined it would be similar when he would go down on me. He pulled out of my mouth and finally released my hair and I stood licking her lips.
“Holy shit. That was amazing, sweetheart.”
He threw me over his shoulder and smacked my ass. I yelped in surprise and gave him a smack back as he climbed the stairs.
“Wait. We left our clothes.”
“We’ll get ‘em later, sweetheart. Right now, I’m gonna eat that sweet pussy.”
He marched down the hall to the bedroom and tossed me on the bed. Then he climbed over me and spread my legs. I felt completely exposed and started to draw my knees together, but he used his elbows to keep my knees separated. He licked me in one long, slow stroke.
“Mmm. God, you taste good.”
He continued to lick me and it was the most erotic thing I had ever felt. He rubbed his tongue over my clit in circles and then I felt his finger enter my pussy. He pumped his finger in and out and then sucked my clit into his mouth. It didn’t take much to send me over the edge. He continued to suck on me and pump his fingers faster and faster as my legs tightened around his head.
“Oh, oh! Please, you have to stop. I can’t take any more.”
He didn’t stop though. He continued to lick me, moving his finger from my pussy to my clit and rubbing hard circles over the nub. I came again on the waves of the last orgasm. I was breathing raggedly and my heart felt like it would leap out of my chest. I was absolutely boneless and couldn’t move even if I wanted to. Cole climbed back over me and kissed my lips. Then, he laid down next to me and held me tight. Slowly, my breathing returned to normal and I fell asleep with his arms wrapped around me, holding me and protecting me.
CHAPTER TEN
Cole and Alex
Cole
She was so goddamned sexy and I wondered how I had gone all this time without knowing her. Despite all she had been through in her life, she was still sweet and innocent. I intended to keep her that way as best I could. I never wanted her to have to deal with another shitty thing in her life. She had been through more in her life than I had and she was still so strong. She was probably stronger than me. As I laid next to her, I made a vow that I would be stronger for her. I would not let my demons get the better of me because she needed me and there was no way I would let her down.
I had a lot to do if she was going to get out of the house. I needed to get her a conceal carry permit, so she wouldn’t be able to leave the house until that came through. That gave me plenty of time to teach her how to defend herself. I would have to get ahold of Sebastian for the tracking equipment. There was no way she was going anywhere I couldn’t find her.
Then I thought about what had just happened. It was possible that she was carrying my child. There was no way I could allow her to leave if she was pregnant. She would be putting them both at risk. Maybe I could delay things enough until she found out. I imagined a little boy that looked like myself. I could teach my son to hunt and fish. If it was a girl, she would look like her mother. Beautiful, wavy chestnut hair and sharp, blue eyes. The more I thought about it, the more I hoped she was pregnant. I wanted to see her swollen with my child and feel my child kick. It was a great thought until I had a vision of Alex being taken, heavily pregnant, and unable to fight back because of the child.
I couldn’t fall asleep as worry took over. Now all I felt was anxiety over what was to come. It was all too much and I needed to get out and clear my head or I would go crazy. I got up from bed and called Sean, asking him to come stay with Alex. He and Sebastian were the only friends of mine that knew the situation. Sean agreed to come over and said we should go over a few things before I went on my run.
I got dressed in my running gear and checked on Alex. When I saw she was still sleeping, I closed the door behind me and went to the living room to wait for Sean. I let Sean in when he arrived and awaited whatever news he had.
“Well, we dug into the financials of the guy that’s in jail for her parents’ murder. We came up with nothing. That means this guy was set up. We can’t find a single thing that would point to why this guy would take the fall. He doesn’t have any criminal record that we can find.”
“Did he admit to the murders?”
“From everything I read, he never admitted to anything, but it’s like he wasn’t trying to get off either. He put up a fight, but it was weak. It doesn’t make any sense. He refused a lawyer. No sane man would refuse a lawyer for murder charges. The whole thing stinks.”
I got up and started pacing the floor. I ran my hand along my stubbled jaw as I thought through everything. What would make someone go to jail for someone else?
“Maybe he didn’t want to go to jail, but our guy was threatening him. So, he hopes the system doesn’t throw him in jail, but knows that he has to go if he wants to live. Maybe he can get out early for good behavior.” I stopped my pacing and turned in my tracks to face Sean. “Who would you willingly go to jail for?”
“Well, I’m a sane person, so I would try to get them off. I wouldn’t just offer myself up instead of them. I suppose if I wasn’t sane, it would be family or someone that was really close to me.”
“Did he have any brothers?”
Sean pulled out the file and read through it.
“He had one brother, but he died when he was fifteen in a house fire. Huh. That’s a little weird.”
“What?”
“Well, it says that he died in the fire and he was brought to the morgue, but then the body disappeared. They think he was accidentally released to the wrong family, but there are no reports of follow up on that.”
“What are you saying, Sean?”
“I think that maybe we need to check and see if this kid actually died. At the time of her parents’ murders, DNA testing wasn’t that up to date.” He pulled out the file from her parent
s’ murder and scanned the pages. “The file says that they had a small sample of DNA and it was a fifty percent match.”
“Who would convict based on that?”
“Well, at the time, DNA testing was still considered new and jurors didn’t really understand how it worked. If the prosecutor was able to convince a jury that it was enough of a match, it’s possible that was enough proof for them. Remember, he didn’t have a lawyer and he didn’t try to save himself. The jury probably assumed he was guilty.”
“So, let me get this straight. The brother sends his brother to prison in his place so that he can continue his killing spree. The jury convicted him based on DNA evidence at the time and the real killer is back to finish the job he started.”
“That’s our theory, but Cole, it’s just that. A theory. I need to go back to the station and run current DNA samples against the one from her parents’ murder. I need to get someone down to question the brother, Henry, and see what he has to say. This could be our big break. We might finally have a solid lead. The question now is how do we catch the bastard? He’s slick and no one has ever lived to tell anything useful.”
I ran my hand over my face. “I need to get out of here and clear my head. Keep watch over her for me.”
“No problem, man. Are you hanging in there okay? I know this is a lot of shit for you to deal with right now.”
“I’m doing the best I can, but things have changed between us and I need to keep her safe more than ever.”
“Why’s that?”
“Because I love her.”
“Shit. Talk about adding pressure.”
“That’s not all of it. I might have gotten her pregnant, so this raises the stakes. It’s just a lot and I need to clear my head so that I’m not a total head case. Give me an hour and I’ll be back.”
I walked to the door and headed out for my jog. The crisp air filled my lungs as I jogged down the road. With every slap of my shoes hitting the pavement, I imagined finding this guy and squeezing the life out of him. I had to take him out before he got to my family. My family…that’s exactly what Alex was to me now. She was every bit a piece of me as my parents. Everything about her was wrapped up in me and I couldn’t get enough of her. Now she might be carrying my child. I would give anything for this to not be our reality, but then I might never have met her.
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