“All this is from one case?” Gavin asked, joining Alexa out
in the garage. She was poring over the files Curt had brought over earlier
which was all stored in boxes—lots of boxes.
“Apparently, they’ve been tracking every move La Hermandad
made starting in 2005,” she said without looking up. Focusing on a particular
file, Alexa analyzed the information, combing through the notes and still
images looking for whatever it was Detective Fuller indicated toward in his
last communication.
From the urgency in his voice, it would seem he stumbled onto
something big…big enough to warrant an unauthorized trip to Mexico. And enough
to have gotten him killed.
“And Detective Monroe thinks you’ll find something they
couldn’t in all that time?”
“He knows I’m good at what I do.”
“That’s putting it mildly.” It was a whispered assertion but
not so quiet to go unnoticed by Alexa. “Does that mean you found something?”
“Maybe.” Alexa reread the same paragraph about a dozen times
and reviewed the accompanying cell phone bill. “All of the calls from his CI
originated from an address in Arizona just until two days before Curt says
Fuller went dark. The last call he received came from Veracruz and was a
different number.”
“What does that mean?”
“Two things: either his CI took an unexpected trip south of
the border or he was working with someone to set up Detective Fuller and get
him down to Mexico,” she said, placing the papers on top of the box before
moving toward another.
“Ok. So what’s next?” Gavin asked.
“Well, now I tell Curt what I’ve found and hope he takes the
news well; which I’m fairly certain he won’t. So, I need to see if I can get a
hold of one of my old contacts.” Gavin’s eyes narrowed on her and she shrugged.
“I’m gonna need weapons.”
“Right. Can’t go on a killing spree without the necessary
accoutrements,” he said before starting for the door.
“You know,” she said, stopping him in his tracks. “Everything
happened so fast, it didn’t occur to me to ask how you felt about this whole
thing,” Alexa expressed with a sigh as she placed the lid on a different box
before stepping around the table. “Me, going back into the business of contract
killing. Gavin?”
“It’s different,” he answered, turning back to look at her.
“At least that’s what I’m telling myself. You aren’t in this simply for
revenge. You’re trying to help solve a homicide; a homicide of a police
officer.” By this time, he was standing toe-to-toe with her. Sweeping an arm
around her waist, he pulled her closer and drew her gaze to meet his. “I’m just
hoping you know what you’re getting yourself into. You have a family now,
Alexa. A husband and a little girl who both adore you very much. Just try and
remember that before rushing off into danger.”
“I will—I do.”
“Good. And also remember if you need help, I’m right here.”
“Really? You’d take up arms and come shoot bad guys with
me?”
“Um…correct me if I’m wrong but, didn’t I save your ass from
an armed thug that broke into my parents’ home? I think I proved I’m capable.
And I’d do anything, especially when it comes to you.”
“You’re right. I stand corrected.” He smiled down at her as
his fingers absently caressed the small of her back.
“I love you, Alexa. I just want you to be safe.”
“I know. I love you, too. And I appreciate your concern for
me.”
“Well, it sorta became my job. One I wouldn’t give up for
the world.” Lowering his head, he pressed their lips together, devouring her
mouth. Gavin dragged a response from deep within Alexa and her moan echoed
around them.
Their kiss was like a battle that left her reeling every
time she felt his tongue brush hers. Alexa nipped Gavin’s bottom lip before
sucking it into her mouth. Gavin broke away for just a moment. Pressing his lips
to her ear he whispered, “Is it later yet, Babe?”
“It’ll take more than a kiss.” Alexa barely had time to
mutter her reply before his tongue was back inside her mouth. Her breasts pushed
against his chest, trying hard to eliminate every tiny amount of space between them.
Tension released in her shoulders as her fingers gripped
hard into his hair. Gavin’s hand slipped slowly up her side and she felt it
slide beneath her cotton top and over her bra. She gasped when his fingers drew
circles around her nipple before pulling and pinching the sensitive flesh.
Alexa released her tight hold on his black locks, wrapped her
arms around his neck and turned their demanding kiss into a gentle caress of their
mouths. When he finally pulled back, their breaths mingled together as they
both breathed heavily. “So what do you say, Mrs. Stark? Should I take you to
bed or leave you to your work?”
“I say, we have the garage all to ourselves. Willow is
asleep upstairs and in here, you can scream as loud as you want.”
His smile spread across his face and he reached down to take
a handful of her ass. “Me? I don’t think I’m the screamer in this
relationship.” Gavin grinded into her, letting her feel how hard he was for her
as he pushed her back against the table all the while working on freeing her
from her shorts.
“Mmm, well,” Alexa moaned, pushing at his soft shirt until
she felt the ripple of muscle tone against her fingertips. “What do you say we
try and change that?” she bit at his ear as his lips found her neck.
“Only if I can make you scream first. I’ve missed the taste
of your pussy.” She moaned as he lifted her up and sat her down on the edge of
the workbench. Watching her eyes, he carefully pulled her shirt over her head
and tossed it over his shoulder.
Gavin growled as he moved in, his eyes drinking in her body
as she sat there in a white cotton bra and panties, the front of which were
slightly wet. He felt his cock throbbing at the thought of tasting her.
Moving between her thighs, he leaned forward, pushing his
lips against hers and kissed her fiercely as she pulled her bra off. “Spread
those legs, Beautiful.” He demanded, running a finger along her inner thigh.
She opened for him, breathing heavily as he glided her panties down her legs,
letting them pool to the floor beneath her. She was so wet, and he felt his
head swimming with a drunken sensation at the sight of her slick, pink pussy.
Holding her thighs firmly, Gavin spread her wide as his
tongue slowly licked up her moist center. Alexa cried out, moaning for more as
he teased her clit before dragging his tongue through her lips. He spread them
and pushed his tongue deep inside, his hands now gripping her ass, guiding her
while he tongue fucked her with deliciously slow strokes.
“Mmm more,” she begged. “Make me come.” Grabbing his head,
Alexa pulled him tighter against her. Gavin’s mouth latched onto her clit and
he sucked gently, his tongue moving faster. “Oh yeah! That’s it.”
Moans filled the room as he picked up the pace. His tongue
curled over her clit, his thumb pushed deep inside her pussy, and he let
another finger drift lightly over her asshole. Alexa began wiggling her hips
back and forth, fucking his face as her breathing grew heavier; she was close. Her
thighs squeezed his head and hers fell back as he hummed against her. “Oh, god,
Baby…fuck, YES!” Gavin felt his cock twitch as Alexa exploded, shuddering
through her first orgasm as it ripped through her. He continued licking,
feeling her tiny convulsions with each hip thrust as her muscles contracted and
pulsed around his thumb and over his mouth.
Letting her recover a moment, Gavin stood, watching his
beautiful wife and the rise and fall of her breasts. “Mmm, was that all you
got?” she asked with a grin.
“Oh, you want more?” he asked, a cocky smirk curling his
lips. Alexa sat up and pulled him closer. Kissing her hungrily, Gavin snatched
his shirt off with one hand and threw it to the ground as her hands tugged at
his belt. “No,” he growled into her lips, halting her actions. “On your knees.”
Alexa whimpered, but as she pulled away, Gavin caught a
glimpse of a mischievous glint in her eyes. She grinned wickedly and her voice
was soft and breathy. “You want me on my knees, Mr. Stark?”
“Now.” Alexa grinned, biting her lip and batting her eyes as
she complied.
On her knees she leaned into him, flicking her tongue down
the chiseled contours of his stomach. Alexa gazed up at her husband, licking her
lips as she slowly caressed his stiffness through his jeans. “Naughty girl. You’re
just aching to be spanked aren’t you?” Gavin said, rubbing his thumb across her
lips before threading his fingers through her hair. There was a touch of humor in
his rumbling voice. He pulled her short locks back just enough to see her lashes
flutter up at him.
There was a hint of amusement in his sinfully, intense
features. She kept her eyes locked on his as he stepped out of his jeans. Her
palm wrapped around his hard shaft, pulling up and then slowly down every inch
of him before she finally lowered her mouth to the tip of his dick, circling
the head with her tongue and tasting his precum. Her full lips enveloped half
of his length and Gavin watched as her cheeks expanded and contracted while his
cock pounded the inside of her mouth.
Pure pleasure pulsed through him every time he felt his cock
head bump the back of her throat. Alexa continued massaging his dick with
incredibly pleasurable sensations. Her head bobbed faster as Gavin’s fingers tangled
in her head, pushing himself deeper. “Mmm, that’s it, Baby. Suck that fucking
cock.” A massive and violent orgasm was welling up inside of him and he could
feel himself quickly losing control.
“Oh yeah. Oh fuck!” A sexy groan rumbled through his chest
and the sound of it made her thighs push together. As a pulsating feeling
hardened his cock even more, his grip on her hair tightened. And just as Alexa
gasped from the painful sensation along her scalp, he jerked her head up,
pulling her to her feet. Then his lips crashed hard against her and he again
lifted her onto the table.
She purred onto his mouth as she wrapped a hand around his
cock, stroking him slowly and then faster as he groaned and twisted in her
hand. Her legs parted, and she pulled him close. “Fuck me,” she groaned into his
ear.
He grinned wolfishly as he moved forward and let the head of
his dick brush against her slit. Gavin pushed an inch inside, reaching down to
play with her clit and she squealed. “Ask nicer,” he said, making short, deliberate
pumps into her. Alexa moaned wildly as he ground against her, his lips teasing
up her neck.
“PLEASE FUCK ME NOW!” She shouted.
“That’s better,” Gavin sighed into her ear, rocking his hips
forward and forcing the rest of his dick deep inside of her. His hands grabbed
her ass, pulling her against him as he started to fuck her with hard, fast
thrusts.
With her hands on his hips, she pulled him eagerly into her.
Gavin closed his eyes and buried his face in her neck, losing himself in the
sweet heaven of her body. Alexa’s lip caught between her teeth as she looked up
at him, her face a mask of lust as they began moving faster and faster.
Gavin pulled her close and hammered in harder. “Oh, God!
Yes, Gavin. Fuck me!” Alexa cried out, her nails scoring down his back and her
nipples grazing over his hard chest as he drove his cock balls deep in her over
and over again. His hips pounded wildly, making Alexa whimper. Her hands clawed
at him as she hung on for dear life.
She gasped as he picked her up, keeping himself sheathed
deep inside of her and moved toward a chair. He sat down with her straddling him.
Alexa took over, her hips rolling and bouncing as she rode him faster, taking
his dick deeper. “Mmm, yeah, that’s it, Baby. Bounce on my cock. Ooh yeah,
unh, fuck, I like that.” Gavin grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her head
back just enough to make her cry out as his teeth found the sensitive skin of
her neck.
“You like riding my cock, Baby?” She grinned at him
through the pleasure on her face as she rocked onto his dick. “Mmm, yeah. You
feel so good. Fuck that pussy on my dick. I wanna feel you come.” Bringing one
hand down across her sweet, little ass, Gavin enjoyed her pained scream and
repeated the act, leaving a bright, red handprint on her cheek.
“Mmm, you think talking dirty to me is going to make me
come?” she groaned, her hips moving faster and faster, her breath was staggered
gasps, and her nipples raked over his chest.
His hand tightened on her ass and in her hair, his body coiled
and thrusted as he lunged his hips up to meet hers, and he grazed his lips
across her ear. “Come for me, Lyric,” he grunted. She whimpered as it left his
lips, as if he needed a reminder of the effect him saying her name had on her. That
was all it took.
“Fuck! Gavin, yes!” She screamed as she came, loud enough to
make the smirk on his face break into a full-blown smile. Alexa shuddered as
her whole body clenched tightly and then shattered around his throbbing cock,
pulling Gavin with her.
He let go, feeling his balls spasm. Jets of sperm shot into
her as his twitching head spurt his release. “Ah fuck, Babe! I’m coming!” he
shouted, still firing off inside of her. “Alexa!” he roared, lifting his head
as he thundered through his orgasm. He pulled her down into his lips, tasting
her, swallowing her moans as he feebly pumped into her again and again, until his
head was swimming and he was vaguely aware of anything except her and the place
where they joined.
They stayed like that for a minute, rocking slowly, hands
tracing skin and lips finding the places they missed. “Mmm, Gavin, that was
amazing. I love hearing you scream. We should fuck here more often,” she giggled,
pulling him close and dropping her forehead against his. Alexa kissed him
slowly as he held her. “I love you,” she whispered against his lips.
“I love you too.”
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed movement and
instantly recognized the Detective as he started up the driveway. “Curt’s
here.”
“Mmm well at least his timing is better than Willow’s,” he
snorted and she playfully slapped his shoulder.
Slipping off his lap, Alexa tossed her clothes on quickly
before heading out of the garage to greet Curt standing at their front door.
She waited a moment, peeking her head around the corner to ensure her husband
had redressed before escorting him inside.
Alexa handed Detective Monroe the paperwork she’d been
reviewing and his eyes closed briefly. “You think this CI is the one who
tricked him?” he asked once she’d finished explaining her findings.
“Actually, my working theory is this was an inside job.”
“Wait, you mean someone gave him up?” Curt asked, emphatically
shaking the folder Alexa had handed him.
“Yes.”
“Someone from my department?” he continued. Again, she
replied in the affirmative. “Who?” he asked, looking into her eyes.
“I don’t know. But I plan on finding out.”
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