by Alexa Riley
Erin
“Devin.” I pull him down for a kiss as he keeps thrusting in and out of me. These past few days have been the best of my life. I don’t know how I lived so long without him.
“You gotta cum for me,” he groans against my mouth.
I moan as the orgasm hits me and I wrap my legs around him tighter as it rocks through my body. I feel his warm release spill deep inside of me before he rolls us. I end up on his chest trying to catch my breath and I can still feel him finishing. I don’t know why I’m out of breath when Devin did all the work and he didn't even break a sweat.
I turn my head and kiss his chest, and his fingers drift up and down my back. I close my eyes, enjoying the feel of being together and connected in such an intimate way.
“We have to get up soon,” Devin reminds me, and I yawn. I didn't want to go anywhere but we have a life to get back to. Devin has a few more things he needs to wrap up with the case, but then we’re going home.
“I know.” I rest my chin on his chest as I look at him.
“We didn't see as much of the country as we should have.”
I laugh, but I’m not complaining since we spent a big chunk of our time in this bedroom.
“We’ll come back,” I hum as I close my eyes and smile.
He grabs my hand, and when I lean up to steal a kiss he rolls us again so I’m pinned under him.
“I’ve been looking for the right time to do this,” he says, gazing into my eyes.
“Do what?” My hands drift up his chest and then I see it. “Devin!” A pear-shaped diamond with a platinum band is on my finger and it’s glittering in the light. It’s simple but breathtaking. “Devin,” I say again, but softer, as my eyes fill with tears.
“Don’t cry.” He leans down and touches his lips to mine.
“I can’t help it. I’m just so happy.”
“Good, I thought we were going to have our first fight.” He kisses me again before getting up from the bed in all his naked glory. I still can’t believe how hot he is, even when I’m staring right at him.
“Do you want the shower first? If we go in together we'll never make it to the airport on time.”
This is true because we’ve missed a few reservations for that very reason. I sit up and hold the sheet to my chest, and Devin glares at it like he’s trying to look through it.
“I can’t talk to you if my boobs are out,” I laugh.
“We’re getting married. There’s no going back.”
“I don’t remember you asking.”
“I didn't.” He shrugs, walking over to his luggage.
“That wasn't what I was going to say.” I scoot to the side of the bed. “Why would we have our first fight?”
“I thought you might say we’re rushing into this.”
I drop the sheet and walk over to him then place my hands on his chest. The light hits my ring, making it sparkle.
“I think we flew past rushing things with all the unprotected sex we’ve had,” I say.
“We did.” He lifts me off my feet and kisses me hard. “Go get ready.” He puts me back down, and when I turn towards the bathroom he smacks my ass.
“Devin,” I hiss at him, and we both smile.
All too soon we’re back in the States and in the car on the way home. I rest my head on Devin’s shoulder as the driver takes us from the airport to the penthouse. I can’t wait to get some rest and see Grams and Moose.
“We can go back.” He kisses the top of my head.
“I don’t care where I am, as long as it’s with you.” I look up at him. “I love you.”
“I love you.” His hands slips up my neck into my hair as he kisses me, and I sigh, feeling so content and happy.
“We’re here, sir.” The town car rolls to a stop in front of the building and I notice a few cop cars are double parked outside.
“What’s going on?” I ask Devin as we step out of the car.
“Handle our bags,” Devin tells the driver, then takes my hand. “What’s going on?” he asks the doorman behind the desk, but I don’t recognize him. It’s late, though, and I’ve never been down here at this time.
“There was a break-in,” he says, and my stomach drops.
“A break-in?” Devin repeats like he doesn't believe it.
“Yes, I’m trying to pull up the footage now for the cops, but everything is gone.”
Devin rounds the desk but he’s still got a tight grip on my hand so he pulls me with him. He taps a few keys before cursing and taking out his phone.
“Jarico, I need you to come down to my building. Someone has hacked my surveillance system.” There’s a quick pause and then he nods. “See you soon.”
“Jarico will be here in fifteen minutes and he has free rein.”
“Of course,” the doorman says.
“Whose place was broken into? Was it Devin’s?” Could my bad luck have followed me?
“No, ma'am, it was Mrs. Betty’s.”
I gasp and run towards the elevators with Devin right behind me.
“She’s fine, she wasn't home!” the doorman shouts as the elevator arrives.
I feel some relief when Devin pulls me close. “It’s okay.”
The elevator is moving at a snail's pace and I angrily wonder if it’s always been so slow.
“How could someone get in here? This place is supposed to be safe.”
“I’ll figure it out, I can promise you that.” When the doors slide open, there are a few police officers standing there.
“We’re sorry, no one is allowed on this floor right now.”
Devin steps in front of me. “I live here and own the building.”
“Where is my grandma?” I ask, looking toward her door.
Devin lets go of my hand and I dart off before the cop can respond to my question. When I rush into her condo, I come to a halt when I see her serving everyone coffee and cookies. She’s got a full spread laid out and there are a few cops even picking up stuff off the ground and putting it back. My eyes widen in shock when I see one with a feather duster.
“Sugar, I’m okay.” She comes over to me and I wrap her in a hug. “I’m fine,” she keeps reassuring me as she rubs her hand up and down my back.
“What happened?”
“Someone broke in and turned the place over.” I look around the condo, but it doesn't look as bad as my place did. Though she might have gotten them to clean a bunch of it up before I got here.
“Aren't they supposed to take pictures and stuff? They can’t clean yet.”
“Sugar, they already did all that.” She kisses me on the cheek and I wonder how she's so calm.
I sense Devin come up behind me and then see him give Grams a hug. “Are you okay, Betty?”
“I’m fine.” She waves a dismissive hand at him.
“I’ll get this all worked out.”
“I know you will.” She smiles and leans in close to him. “Did you do it?” Grams looks down at my hand and her face lights up like Christmas morning. “You did!”
She pulls me in for another hug and I shouldn’t be the least bit shocked she already knew about this. Devin is the kind of man that would have asked for her permission and I’m glad he did.
“I’ve already started planning.” She looks between the two of us and I laugh.
“Grams, I think we have more pressing issues at the moment.” Just then Moose comes bounding from Grams’s guest room and he almost knocks me over with cuddles. It’s clear he missed me, but as soon as he’s gotten his love, he goes straight to Devin.
“Why don’t you have a seat, sugar.” She tells Moose to sit, and I’m shocked when he does. A few days with Grams and he’s minding his manners.
I sit in the dining room chair and pet Moose as I listen to Devin talk to the cops. He quickly tells them about my place being broken into too and how they didn’t take anything. Which is exactly what happened here.
“Can you think of anyone who doesn't like you? An ex-boyfriend?” I shake my head.<
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“Everyone loves her,” Devin says quickly, but the cop ignores him. Of course Devin thinks everyone loves me.
“No one comes to mind?”
“No,” I tell him. “I didn't date before Devin and I work alone from home. My life is simple and a little bit boring.” I truly can’t think of anyone who would want to do me harm, but the cops ask a few more questions.
After they’re finished I start to help clean up because I need to keep busy.
“You can’t stay here,” I say to Grams, who told the cops she didn't need a place to stay tonight. “You can come and stay with Devin and me.”
“I’ll be fine here,” she says, and I know that tone.
She’s not going to back down and I look to Devin for some kind of help here.
“I’m putting two extra guards on our floor and a couple in the lobby.”
“If you want to do that, it’s your building, Devin, but I think I’ll be fine.” Grams smiles softly like we’re both overreacting.
“I have someone on the way to change your locks.” I give Grams a hug, feeling better that Devin is all over it. It’s nice to have someone handle things in a situation like this.
“Go home and get some rest. You both look exhausted.”
I fight a yawn, but in the end it wins.
“It’s fine, Erin. I’ve got this place locked up tight,” Devin says when we’re across the hall in his place. “No one is getting in or out of here without my team knowing it.” I sit down on the bed and Devin takes my shoes off for me.
“It has to be the same person. They’re following me.” That’s the only thing that makes sense, as much as I don’t want it to be true.
“Lie down, sweetheart. Let me handle this.” I scoot back onto the bed and he pulls the blanket over me. “I’ve got to make a few calls. I’ll be down the hall, but I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He looks at me with concern etched in his eyes. “Unless you want me to stay,”
“No, do what you need to. I just want this to end.”
“It will end. I can promise you that,” he vows, and I believe him.
That must be why sleep comes so easy as soon as I close my eyes.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Devin
“This time change is going to kill me,” Erin moans as she leans her head back in the spray of the shower.
“The best thing for it is to get up early and try to acclimate.” I run my soapy hands over her breasts and pinch her nipples.
“I think that’s your excuse for making me take a shower with you.” Her moan is louder this time when I suck on one and then the other before I rub my day-old shave over them. “God, that feels good.”
I kneel down in front of her and look up at the rivulets of water cascading down her body. I swear I’ve never seen anything more beautiful. “When do you want to get married?”
“Oh, now you’re asking?” She smiles down at me as she threads wet fingers through my hair.
“I’m just trying to figure out how long I have before I can start complaining that it’s taking too long.” I smile up at her as I kiss her stomach. “Which I think is right about now.”
“I know you’d be happy to take me to the courthouse, but I think I’d like a wedding.” She nibbles on her lip nervously as she leans back against the shower wall and I put her leg over my shoulder.
“Are you worried I won’t wait long enough to plan a wedding?” I kiss my way up the silk of her thigh and she doesn’t answer. “I would wait an eternity for you, Erin.” I look up and see her smiling at me. “It feels like I already have, which is why I don't want to wait. But I want you to have the day of your dreams.” I kiss higher until I’m right at her perfect mound. “As long as you end up in my arms, you can have whatever you heart desires.”
I drag my lips over her soft curls and between her pink folds. I slide my tongue between them and over her warm center. She’s slippery and smells like sweet heaven as I taste every inch of her. My hands grip her ass and I pull her closer, feasting on her pussy like a ripe peach. I idly wonder if I could survive on her alone as my sustenance. She fills up my heart and my belly, so what more could I possibly need?
Her orgasm is quick, and it makes me feel like a king. She’s always so eager to get off for me, and I love getting her there.
Standing up, I grab her hips and lift her onto my cock in one long stroke. I can feel her pussy still squeezing from the pleasure, and I groan as I pump in and out of her. I’ve got her pinned to the wall with my feet planted and the spray of the water on my back. It’s nothing but steam in here and I can hardly see anything, but it feels like we’re in a cloud. It’s intoxicating and as she clings to me, I can’t help but think no one has ever had a love like this.
“Mine,” I growl, grabbing her hips tighter and pumping faster.
“I love you,” she calls out, and it echoes off the tiles.
My cock responds in kind and swells impossibly bigger inside of her. Her pussy is some kind of magician, because she has my dick doing tricks.
“Fuck,” I curse as I try with all my might to hold on a little longer. I grab the base of my cock and squeeze, but even that doesn’t stop the flow of cum from slowly leaking into her.
“I want it,” she whispers, and that’s all it takes.
I growl my release as I pin her to the wall and thrust as far inside as I can go. She cries out and I feel her nails score my back as her own orgasm takes over. It’s quick but fierce for the both of us, and it takes a long time before I’m stable enough to lean back and look at her.
“I love you,” I say, kissing her gently. It’s the complete opposite of what I just did to her, but I like that we have it both ways. Fast and dirty or slow and soft. She gives me every side of her and that’s what I crave. All of it and all of her.
“You’re going to fuck me back to sleep.” Her eyes are heavy and she’s kissing me lazily.
“You’re allowed a small nap,” I tease, kissing my way down her neck and then turning off the water.
My cock slips out of her and hangs thick and wet between us. She licks her lips and I shake my head. “If you start that, I’ll never go to work.”
“Would that be such a bad thing?”
“No. But the sooner I leave, the sooner I can get back. I’ve got a few open cases I need to finish and then I think we’re due for a few days of vacation.”
“Didn’t we just get back from Milan?” she teases, and I shake my head.
“It doesn’t count, and even if it did, I want more time with you.”
Lately I’ve been considering my workload and how much I actually want to keep up with the pace I was going before I met Erin. There’s got to be a better balance of working while still being able to have the time I want with her. I’m planning on bringing this up to Renee when I get to work today and go over the brief from Italy. Maybe this is something she needs for her own relationship. I never thought about the time she and Danielle had together until I met Erin, and now I see how unfair our hours may have been to that.
“I’m going to send a wedding planner here today to talk to you and Betty.”
She perks up at this and smiles at me. “Seriously?”
I carry her out of the shower and dry her off. “Anything you want, the sky's the limit.”
“I need to check on Grams.” Her eyebrows pull together and I lean forward, kissing her.
“I made a few calls last night and this morning. She’s totally safe and I’m going to get to the bottom of this.” I hold her face and look into her eyes. “Do you trust me?”
She nods without hesitation. “Of course I do. I think that’s why I know this will all be okay.”
“Shit, that’s awful,” Renee says after I recount what happened last night.
“I know. I can’t figure out how they tapped into our building’s security system.” I shake my head. There’s been no new update from Jarico. “It’s so similar to what happened to Erin that it makes me sick to my stomach. I
think someone might be trying to harass her.”
“Yeah, this feels like some sort of crime of passion.” Renee crosses her arms like she’s chilled. “Hopefully they’ll get in touch with an update soon.” She’s trying to be positive and I appreciate that. “Let’s talk about the proposal.”
I’m immediately thrown back to that moment in bed together when I put the ring on her finger. “Umm, I’m not sure we’d call that a proposal as much as a demand.”
“That makes perfect sense,” she chuckles, looking out the window. “Maybe that’s what I should have done with Dani a long time ago.” Her laughter turns into a sigh as she looks down at her lap. “She’s going to leave me when she finds out you proposed to Erin.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because it’s been too long and she probably thinks I don’t want to go through with it.”
“Do you?”
Her head snaps up and she scowls at me. “You know I do.”
I lean forward on my desk and prop my elbows on it. “Then stop thinking about every reason she shouldn’t be with you and make it so that she can’t leave.”
She looks away and after a long moment she nods. “Okay, so back to business.” She changes the subject as we discuss the case in Milan and then what else we’ve got on the board.
We talk a long time about who is taking what and how many new cases we’re going to take on. We also talk again about hiring a partner to help out with the workload and we agree it’s finally time.
“I’m going to call Mateo and see if he’s interested,” Renee says, making notes.
“Do you think he’d leave the island?” She shrugs. “He’d be the perfect fit.
“I know.” She’s smug as she flips the page and looks at her notes. “Now, up next on the agenda is staffing.”
I groan because I hate that we’re still dealing with this shit. I swear when we hire this new partner I’m letting them handle all of it. “Have we still not found someone to cover for Samantha while she’s on maternity leave?”
“No, we’ve got that. It’s the guy the staffing agency sent us for Oscar's position in IT. He quit while you were gone.”
