In Deep (The Blackhart Brothers)

by Blue Saffire

  “You slip in and out just like he does. I miss that.” She turns to look forward and gets lost in her thoughts again.

  I don’t point it out as I finish my ice cream and slip into my own thoughts. The one thing I know for a fact is that Danita is undercover. How deep and what agency is what I’m trying to figure out. There are some other things out of protocol, but I’m positive she’s not an ordinary Suffolk detective.

  I’m no fool. I’ve known something was up from the beginning. One day it clicked. Now, I fear these slipups. I don’t know if they’ve become exclusive to me or if she’s been under too long.

  I war with saying something. As her safety blares in warning, I decide that I should. It’s only right she knows that she’s been making the little slips around me.

  I tighten my hold on the hand that has hers and the leash. She turns to look up at me, brushing her now-empty hand against her leg. “I’m going to say something, and I want you to listen.” She nods. “I get that you’re undercover.”

  She stiffens and pulls away from me. I turn to face her, reaching for her waist to pull her into me. I lock my eyes on hers.

  “I figured it out a while ago. I’m not going to press you for the details now. Although, I want you to remember my warning about Quinn. It’s only a matter of time before he sees it too.

  “However, that’s not my biggest concern at the moment. This thing between us is growing, and I want to think the connection is what’s making your tongue so loose, but if it’s not, and you’re making mistakes with others—”

  “Fuck,” she exclaims as her eyes widen. She tugs at her ponytail and tears well in her eyes. “Kev, I’m exhausted. Mentally and physically, but, no, I don’t make these mistakes with anyone else. With you, it’s just… I…”

  I cup the back of her neck and bring her closer. Placing a kiss to her forehead, I breathe her in. Sweat mixed with her fruity scent fills my nostrils. I relish that smell.

  “It’s hard to fight something so strong,” I say.

  She pulls away slightly to look me in the eyes. “But you understand, don’t you? Everything you know about me is a half-truth.” She lowers her voice. “I don’t remember who’s who sometimes. Me, the real me, she’s lost. How can I build more with you?”

  I swipe away the single tear that has slipped free with my thumb. “I told you before, I’ll take you as you are. I’ve always known there was more. That you’ve been hiding something.”

  “If I could tell you more, I would. I can’t. God, what I’d give to be normal and live a normal life again. I’m asking you to trust me, but I’m also telling you that all the lies between us have more weight than you can imagine.

  “When this is over, if it’s ever over, I have a lot of shit in my head I need to handle,” she says. “I don’t want to hurt you at the end of this, Kev.”

  “That’s the second time you’ve called me that, love. I like it.” I give her a teasing smile to try to ease some of her anxiety. “My gut has told me that it’s a hell of a lot more than you’re letting on, but I’m trusting you. I won’t ruin your case. Although, I’ve been trying to figure out why they haven’t pulled you out.”

  “Kevin,” she pleads.

  “I’m giving you time. We’ll figure out what my nephew knows and take it from there, but I’m not going to ignore this any longer,” I say before covering her lips with mine.

  I kiss her with all the pent-up shit I’ve been carrying for weeks. When she moans in my mouth, I deepen the kiss. Plunging my tongue into her warmth. Sunny barks and moves around us until his leash locks us together.

  Danita links her fingers into my hair and tugs tightly. I groan, holding her closer still as my arms band around her. We’re lost in the kiss even as Sunny barks at us. That is, until the sky opens up and it begins to pour.

  We’re not that far from Danita’s place. I release her and untangle us from Sunny’s leash, allowing us all to take off for the apartment. We’re completely soaked as we get to the front door.

  Our gazes fix on each other and no words are needed. I can see what I’m feeling reflected within the depths of her eyes.

  Chapter 20

  After the Storm

  Danita

  I fumble with the keys to get us inside. Kevin is wrapped around me, kissing the side of my neck. I do my best to focus on the task at hand as he distracts me. We both laugh as we rush into the apartment once the door is open.

  “Go to your room,” I tell Sunny.

  The poor dog doesn’t bother to whimper or argue. He rushes off to the guest bedroom he calls his own. Clearly even the dog knows what’s about to happen.

  “Come here,” Kevin says huskily, his voice raising goose bumps across my skin.

  Grasping my hips, he looks into my eyes as he draws me in. I cling to his shirt as he starts to devour my lips again. This time, I hold nothing back at all as I return the kiss with as much vigor as he does. Lifting me onto his waist, he doesn’t break the connection as he starts for my bedroom.

  He cups my face in one hand and deepens the kiss, pulling a whimper from me. Dragging his mouth from mine, he moves across the skin of my chin to my neck.

  “Kevin,” I pant.

  “Aye, love.” I shiver as his voice caresses me, gentle and wanting. Like an old lover that has been graced with a second chance and doesn’t want to make the wrong move. Something about it turns me on in a way I can’t explain. The timbre and the silky tone are enchanting.

  “Do you have protection?”

  I’m going to freaking scream if this man doesn’t have at least one condom this time. I will jump in the car and go to the nearest store myself if I have to. I can’t ignore this need for him a second longer.

  He grins against my skin. “Baby, I’m glad you’re not pulling the brakes.” He breathes in relief and chuckles. Sucking my flesh into his mouth, he rolls it against his tongue until a moan and whimper leave me. His hair is wet and plastered to his skin from the rain, yet I claw my fingernails against his scalp anyhow, and he nearly growls.

  “You like that?”

  “You have no idea,” he says and nips my lip before looking me in the eyes. “I placed a box in your nightstand about a week ago.”

  I give him a side-glance. “A box of what?”

  “Condoms.”

  “Really? You’re kidding, right?”

  “Not at all.” He slips his hands into the waistband of the back of my spandex. “This has been building for weeks now. I wanted to make sure if we ever decided to go there, we’d be ready this time.”

  I scoff and shake my head at him. “I should send you home with blue balls.”

  He releases a loud laugh before taking my lips again. I slide down his body to my feet, noting the impressive erection I rub against. I reach for the hem of his soaked shirt, but he tugs it off for me and tosses it to the floor.

  He wastes no time peeling off my tank top and sports bra. My breasts jiggle free from their confines, bringing a heated look to his eyes. I feel so exposed as he sets his gaze on me, appraising.

  He shoves his sweats down as I shimmy out of my pants. My panties are the only thing between us when he closes the distance and palms my ass with one hand. Grasping my face hard, he tugs me to him.

  His kiss is demanding and sets a feverish pace to our pawing hands and the sipping from each other’s lips. He groans long and deep when I reach between us to grab his pulsing length. He’s so hard, but he feels silky soft in my palm.

  “Danita,” he grinds out in warning.

  I close my eyes. The truth slamming into me like a brick wall. “Please, don’t call me that. Dem is fine.”

  The room is so silent, a pin could drop in the next room and we’d hear it. I open my eyes and those greens are focused on me so intensely. Slowly, he moves his grasp from my face to my neck.

  “I hate see
ing you in this pain. We’ll figure it out, baby. I promise we will, and the first thing you will tell me is the name of the woman who has stolen my heart,” he says.

  With that, he has his lips on mine again. I don’t have time to process his words or their depth as he lifts me around his waist once again and carries me over to the bed. I had other plans. I wanted to return the favor from last time, but Kevin has a plan of his own.

  He kisses, licks, and sucks at my skin as he moves down my body. The tight grip he has on my sides is so possessive and demanding. As if he’s commanding my body to yield to the pleasure he’s offering.

  “Kev,” I whimper when he goes to settle between my legs. “I don’t think I can take that right now. Please.”

  His breath fans my weeping sex as he laughs. He turns his head and licks my inner thigh. Then he turns back to my mound and covers my center with his mouth over the fabric of my panties.

  “Ya will thank me later, love.”

  His accent is in full force, his voice has dropped low. I gush from the rumbling sound alone. When he snakes his tongue beneath my panties and drags it over my skin, I release a soundless cry.

  All I can do is open my mouth and roll my eyes in the back of my head. The tearing sound that fills the room replaces my voice. I look down in time to see him tossing what used to be my panties over his shoulders.

  “Hold on tight, love,” he says before he buries his face between my legs.

  I do exactly that. I cling to the sheets and arch my back. It’s better than I remember. Probably because I’m completely sober this time. I lift my arms over my head and plant my palms against the headboard.

  I gain enough leverage to ride his face as I balance on my tiptoes. Kevin groans and invests himself in the task all the more. The sound of him slurping and moaning eggs me on as I reach out with one hand and guide his head.

  He links his fingers with mine, holding on tightly as he lifts my hips off the bed and feasts on me in an all-consuming way. I hold on for dear life. I don’t know what’s sending me over more, the sound of his pleasure or the feel of him taking all of mine for his own.

  “Kev,” I scream out as my first climax hits.

  He finally releases my hand and lowers my hips to the bed. He locks that intense gaze on me and wipes his palm down his face before dragging his tongue against it. I promise, I think I almost come again from the gesture and look he gives me.

  The bed dips as he moves over to the nightstand. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I note that it’s the side of the bed I don’t sleep on. It’s the side he has used every time he spent the night with me.

  His side.

  I shake the thought away as it tries to take root. I watch as he pulls out the box and rips it open. With a foil packet between his lips, he tosses the rest of the box on top of the side table.

  I’m breathless as he rolls the condom onto his thick, long length. I give an appreciative smirk. Sucking my lip into my mouth once he’s fully sheathed, I force my eyes up to his.

  He leans in and seizes my lips. Immediately, I taste myself on his mouth. A sense of remorse hits as I note that I haven’t gotten to taste him.

  He goes to move between my legs, but I find my second wind and push him onto his back. He smiles up at me as I straddle him and palm his dick. He’s so heavy with need.

  Slowly, I begin to slide down onto him. Oh God, he was right. I need all the help I can get to take him. It’s been so long and he’s super thick. As slick as I am, I still have to take my time, breathing through my nose.

  “Take yer time, baby. We don’t have to rush,” he says tightly.

  I nod with my mouth open. As much as I want him, I do pace myself. It takes a few short passes before I can fully seat myself.

  Kevin is still at first. However, the first time I take him to the hilt, he begins to move. He palms my breasts and starts to thrust up into me.

  I bite my lip and stare down at him. His face contorts with need and desire. It matches the feeling building on the inside of me.

  “You feel so good,” I gasp.

  “Aye, love. Yer killing me. Yer so tight.” He drops his eyes to our connection. “I’ve wanted ya for so long, I don’t want this to end.”

  He lifts and grasps my throat, taking my lips with his. I tighten around him, and shiver, causing him to smile into the kiss. He nips my upper lip, then the lower.

  “Come for me. I feel ya ready. Come for me, love. Give me all ya got,” he breathes, reaching with his free hand to palm my ass and squeeze.

  He guides me up and down his shift, groaning and grunting as he moves me to his pace. Not too fast, not too slow, but perfect. I throw my head back and let go. I cry his name and claw at his shoulders.

  The feelings I have for Kevin will never be able to remain in the neat little box I’ve tried to hide them away in. I knew this would happen. He’s shattered all my resolve. In this moment, I’d give him all my secrets. My secrets and my heart.

  The look in his eyes says he’s after the latter. I should be afraid. I should probably be more cautious, but I want what I see in his green depths: the care, that reverence, the passion. Those are things I’ve longed for. Someone to look at me the way Papi looks at my mom.

  Kevin gives a silent nod as if giving me permission to take all he has. Or maybe it’s his signal for me to allow myself this one thing, this trip into the unknown and overwhelming. A trip to bliss that promises the finer things.

  Whatever it means, I accept. I crest and crash, trembling in his hold. I’ve never come like this for anyone. I’m so wet, I’d think he came with me if not for the barrier between us.

  “That’s my girl,” he breathes next to my ear. “Now, let me take you for a real ride.”

  * * *

  Kevin

  Before she can catch her breath, I flip her onto her back. She yelps as she hits the mattress with a little bounce. I’m still pulsing deep inside her. She feels incredible.

  I reach to release her wet waves. Her hair spills across the pillow in a thick black mass. I can’t help wondering what it would look like with its natural color.

  Digging a hand into her locks, I tug her head back and go for her neck as I drive inside of her. I can’t get enough of how good she smells despite our run and her sweat. Flattening my tongue against her skin, I lick her neck and hum. She tastes salty and sweet.

  “Kevin,” she cries. “Please.”

  Her pleas rock me to my core. I know my feelings for her have grown, but there’s something about being inside her. Having my hands on her soft, silky smooth skin.

  Each time she says my name, I feel like she’s weaving magic around my heart. Although I know the magic intends to pull the organ from my being in the end, I can’t find the strength to stop it. In fact, I welcome it.

  “Yes, baby,” I say through my teeth as she works her hips into me.

  We move in sync. Her body stretching and yielding to take me easier with each stroke. Her body was made to accept me. The perfect fit.

  A tingling starts at the base of my spine. I’m not ready to explode inside her. I grind my teeth and close my eyes, calling on all my strength.

  When she digs her nails into my back, I almost lose the battle. I tighten my hand in her hair and pound harder as she begs for me. My toes curl into the mattress as I dig in deep and still my love for her coiling within.

  Warring with how deep my emotions are this first time, I latch my lips to hers and say all the things I know she’s not ready to hear. I’ve fallen for her. I’m in love with a woman I only know pieces of, but I am in love with her.

  Breathless, I break the kiss and look into her eyes. Alternating my strokes, long and deep, short and swift, I work her next orgasm to the surface. She releases a keening sound that pierces the air and has me panting to hear it once more. My cock swells and I know I’m not going to be abl
e to fight it much longer.

  With her big brown eyes, she looks down our bodies at our connection. “Dem,” I call the name she asked me to use. She snaps her gaze to mine, and it softens. That look, it’s one I want to see in her eyes repeatedly. I nuzzle her nose with mine. “I’m going to come. I need you with me this time.”

  “Okay,” she puffs out and nods.

  I reach to throw her right leg over my shoulder, opening her sweet pussy for me. Oh, Christ have mercy. She feels even better.

  “I’m going to ruin this pussy before the day is over. Don’t plan on walking much tomorrow,” I say and grind my hips.

  “Oh shit,” she breathes, pressing a hand to my abs, trying to hold me off.

  I knock her hand away and reach between us for her clit. She places her hands on the headboard and starts to scream, none of her words making sense.

  Sunny’s growls can be heard through the door. “Quiet, boy,” she sobs. “Mommy’s only getting her brains fucked out.”

  I smile and peck her lips. “You may want to put him outside for the next few rounds.”

  She doesn’t get to answer as her eyes roll back and her entire body convulses. I start to see stars as the most powerful orgasm of my life slams into me. It’s like a punch to my soul that starts in my toes and rises, exploding first in my loins, spreading to my chest, and setting fire to my scalp, leaving me breathless.

  “Fuck,” I bellow when I can finally get the word out, and collapse.

  I knew things would be amazing between us, but I had no idea it would be like this. I tighten my arms around her and roll onto my back with her in my embrace. I kiss her cheek before nuzzling it.

  “That was amazing.”

  “Aye, love, well worth the wait.”

  “Yeah, that it was.”

  Chapter 21

  Watch Your Back

  Kevin

  “Good morning,” I murmur as Dem stirs from her sleep.

  I enter the room with a tray in my hands, Sunny following behind me. It’s not much—toast and eggs with some sausage. I figured she’d be hungry since we didn’t eat much last night. She never made it into the kitchen to make the empanadillas she promised.