Dawn of Evil_FBI Flashback

by Morgan Kelley

  He doted on her.

  He was gentle.

  Yeah, she wanted to learn. Elizabeth always tried to get smarter, study harder, and learn everything. This was going to be all about learning how to treat a partner, a boyfriend, a significant other.

  Then it hit her.

  “At work, it has to stay professional, Christopher. At work, we have to be an ME and agent.”

  He tapped her on the Kevlar and got it. In their world, they couldn’t be a couple. Gabe would shit a brick, people would talk about them, and they didn’t need gossip.

  “I agree, but at home…?”

  She kissed him again, and this time, she rocked his world. Chris couldn’t believe it.

  He had a girlfriend.

  Holy shit!

  Elizabeth LaRue wanted him!

  This was unbelievable.

  She began tugging his shirt out of his pants to get to his body. Only, he was blocked by Kevlar too.

  “As our first act as a couple, want to have sex, then eat dinner, and then work?” she asked.

  Oh, that sounded perfect.

  “We should work while we eat. I plan on taking my time with the first part.”

  She hopped out of his lap.

  “Follow me, sexy boyfriend,” she teased, heading toward the bedroom of her hotel room.

  Chris wasn’t a fool. He did just that.

  When he got there, she was already stripping out of her gear. She placed her gun and badge on one side of the bed on the nightstand, and he took that as his cue.

  He did the same.

  Elizabeth pulled off her shirt and stripped out of her Kevlar. All the while, she could feel him watching her. Chris wasn’t moving, and she looked over.

  “What?” she asked, dropping her jeans.

  “I can’t believe you’re mine. I look at you, and I just can’t understand how I managed to get this lucky. How did I get you as a girlfriend?”

  Miracles did exist in his world.

  This was the proof.

  “Well, technically, you didn’t get lucky yet, but give me twenty minutes.”

  “Thank you.”

  “For?” she asked.

  “For seeing that geek in the lab being picked on and abused and taking him under your wing. You were kind and sweet the day I met you, and you’ve never let me down.”

  She offered him the truth.

  “I couldn’t help it. You were cute. I happen to really like smart men, and there’s something sweet and sexy about your baby blue eyes.”

  Chris worked on his shirt.

  “I can do cute.”

  She wasn’t done.

  “Then I got to know you, and you’re sexy. When you laugh, you make me smile. It’s warm and genuine. It’s hard to find someone who isn’t an asshole. Men only want us for…” She pointed at her breasts.

  “Oh, well, I’ve noticed them, so don’t give me too much credit,” he said, pointing at his dick.

  She laughed. “Have you now?”

  Oh, yes, yes, he had.

  Elizabeth headed his way once she was out of her gear. It was time to help him.

  “Smart men are sexy. When there’s something in your skull, it’s perfect. A dick is nice, but a guy who can make you laugh…”

  “Knock knock,” he said, watching her approach him.

  She unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and then pushed it off his body.

  “Who’s there?” she asked, helping him out of his Kevlar. She could see the bulge in his khaki’s and she knew that Chris was ready to go.

  So was she.

  “Butch, Jimmy, and Joe,” he said.

  She stared at him, trying to figure out what he was talking about.

  “Butch, Jimmy, and Joe who?” she asked.

  Chris grinned. “Butch your arms around me, Jimmy a kiss, and let’s Joe!”

  She started laughing. That was typical Christopher behavior, and she loved him for it.

  “And that, Mr. Leonard, is why you got the girl.”

  He was so damn glad.

  Chris watched as her hand went to his belt, and she undid it. Then she dropped his zipper.

  Chris held his breath.

  This part always amazed him.

  Elizabeth dropped to her knees and stared up at him with a smile on her lips.

  “Happy Relationship Day,” she said, as she tugged him from his boxers.

  He nearly died just from the visual. It still astounded him that he had her in his life.

  Elizabeth stroked him.

  “I love my life.”

  She ran her tongue from the base of him to the tip, and then she swallowed him.

  He moaned as she worked him in and out of her mouth. The feeling was like nothing in the world. As he watched her head bob, he couldn’t think straight. All the blood in his body had gone South.

  And yet, this felt different.

  It wasn’t sex out of boredom. It was sex out of something more. For the first time in his life, he was comfortable with his body, his life, and having a woman in it.

  She teased him with the tip of her tongue, and it sent shivers down his spine.

  “Jesus! You’re a mean woman.”

  She laughed.

  “I see someone was keeping some tricks to herself,” he muttered, as she drove him wild.

  “There are one-night stand tricks, and there are girlfriend tricks. When you make a commitment to the girl, we give you the works,” she said, before going back to giving him a blowjob. With Chris, she could get him off and he’d still bounce back one or two more times.

  Being young had its advantages. Add to that, they both had pretty high sex drives.

  This encounter shouldn’t be a quickie. This was the first time as a couple, and she wanted to do it right—for Chris.

  He was hard.

  Throbbing.

  Ready.

  Staring up at him, she released him. “Do you want to cum now or later.”

  He nearly came from that alone.

  “All of the above?”

  Well, that worked for her.

  She went back to the blowjob, and she worked him hard—harder than she’d ever worked him before. Like she said, there were tricks, and Elizabeth whipped them all out for him.

  Chris was moaning, and his legs shook. Still, he kept his balance as she worked him.

  “More,” he begged as she increased the pressure and sucking. Elizabeth was clearly trying to kill him by way of oral sex.

  As she added her hand, he couldn’t handle it anymore. The whole visual, then her blowing him and jerking him off…it was too much.

  Chris dropped his head back, and his hands found her hair. “I’m going to cum,” he muttered, slowing her down as his body erupted.

  He shook as he exploded down her throat.

  When he opened his eyes, she was still on her knees, and his dick was still in her mouth.

  “Jesus. You are mine.”

  She set him free and stood.

  “Yes, Christopher, I am.”

  Elizabeth couldn’t help but be amazed by the look on his face. It was one of awe and love.

  It made her heart skip.

  Elizabeth couldn’t wait to have his hands on her, so she crawled across the bed and sat in the middle.

  “I swear to God that I want to remember this day for the rest of my life.”

  She found him amusing.

  “Well, considering that I’m going to likely never get married and never have kids, we may be doing this the rest of our lives.”

  “YAY!”

  She laughed even more at his blatant enthusiasm. It was infectious.

  “Join me?”

  She didn’t have to ask twice.

  Chris crossed to her, climbing onto the bed. “I want to be on the bottom. I love when you ride me.”

  Oh, she could do that, but first, she wanted his mouth on her.

  Kissing him, she laid back on the bed and took him with her. As she held on, his hands wandered across her b
ody.

  “I could do this all day,” he said, nibbling on her collarbone. The man knew his way around the human body. That was definitely a plus to dating an ME.

  She licked her lips as they went dry.

  “Well, if we’re not working, I’m all about it.”

  He knew this was right, and he wanted to give her even more of him.

  All of him.

  “Maybe some dates too. I’d love to take you out for dinner to a really nice place and romance my new girlfriend.”

  He actually giggled.

  It made her laugh.

  “Sex first, date talk later. One of us has yet to get off,” she said.

  Chris was the man for the job.

  “Yes, so I recall. Then let me help you with that.”

  Her heart skipped.

  Chris slid down her body, finding her wet, ready, and still in her panties.

  He tugged them down and off her legs.

  Then he nestled himself between her thighs for his favorite part of the whole thing.

  Oral.

  Gratification.

  Chris teased her with the tip of his tongue, and she moaned. When he flicked her clit, she shook. He loved how she responded to him.

  Her whole body shook with pleasure, so he dove in to really drive her wild.

  “Christopher!” she moaned, as he did something sinful with his tongue and her clit. She came just from that alone.

  He grinned as she bowed in pleasure.

  “Boyfriends have tricks too,” he stated.

  Apparently, they did.

  Sliding up her body, he tugged down her bra and nipped at her pert nipples. He even teased one until she whispered his name over and over again in pleasure.

  “I think we’re even now. Top?” he asked, kissing her again until they were both breathless.

  “On top,” she answered without hesitation.

  Chris went to his back and waited for her. He watched as she undid her bra and tossed it to the floor.

  They were both naked, and he couldn’t help but admire her body. It was clear she was an athlete.

  She was sleek.

  Lean lines.

  Strong arms.

  “What do you see in me?” he asked suddenly.

  She’d been crawling up his body, reminiscent of a big cat, when he asked that, but it made her stop.

  “What?” she asked, straddling his hips. He was hard again, and she’d been focused on a ride.

  “Me. You’re perfect. I just don’t get it.”

  She smiled down at him.

  “You have these blue eyes that show so much emotion. Two weeks ago, when that woman came in to see her dead child, you were so gentle and they were filled with emotion. You are a deep well of compassion.”

  He listened.

  “That’s sexy in a man. You’re never afraid to feel.”

  “I was referring to my body.”

  “I love your body. You have these gentle hands, and when you touch me, it’s with love. You can feel it. Your abs are strong, sexy, and you can tell that you do workout, even if you like to pretend you don’t.”

  She was right. He did, at home, when she wasn’t around.

  Elizabeth ran her fingers over his chest. “You have a perfect physique, Doctor. I’d give you an A plus any day.”

  He ran his hand down her side and to her hip. “You could have anyone.”

  “I’m not interested in anyone. I’m interested in you. You have things I don’t have.”

  “Like?”

  “Manners, couth, and gentleness. It’s clear you were raised by a woman, and I was raised by a man.”

  He thought about it. He guessed it was evident. His mother always taught him that the woman was the goddess, and the man was there to protect and serve.

  At the time, he’d thought she was a wackadoo. Now he was so damn grateful that she’d raised him that way. It paid off in the end.

  “I like your body. I really happen to like your dick.”

  Chris laughed. “I feel cheap.”

  She took him in her hands and stroked him.

  He moaned.

  “I love the way you react to me.”

  “Maybe you can show me?”

  She would be more than happy to do that. Elizabeth slid him home, and then, she began her ride by bracing her palms on his chest.

  “I’d love to show you.”

  With that, she rode him.

  She put her heart into it, giving Chris all she had to offer. She had fallen for this man weeks ago, and now she knew she didn’t have to worry.

  He’d stick.

  Chris was a good guy.

  There was no doubt in her mind that when she needed him, he’d be there for her.

  He stared up into her eyes.

  “I love you.”

  This time, when he said it, it felt different. This wasn’t friends loving friends.

  This was more.

  Sliding her hands up his body, she took his hands in hers and trapped them above his head as she rode.

  “Don’t stop,” he muttered, trying to catch a nipple with his mouth.

  It was her turn to moan when he succeeded.

  When he slammed his hips up, catching her off guard, she fought to catch her breath.

  “I love you too.”

  She struggled to stay perched on the edge of the pleasure and that delicious tumble. Elizabeth didn’t want to fall alone. She longed to have Chris tumble with her.

  “Oh, honey! I’m so close,” he muttered, as she slid him in and out of her body.

  “Christopher!” she shouted, the wave of orgasm rolling through her.

  When he felt her quake, he wanted to catch up. Rolling, he was able to ride it out as he thrust himself deeply into Elizabeth’s body.

  She gasped as he drove himself in and out of her in desperation. The entire time, his hands stayed locked to hers, above her head.

  It didn't take him long.

  Before he knew it, his whole world ruptured apart around him.

  “Lyzee!”

  The pleasure flooded his senses, as he fell into the spiraling colors. On his lips, there was only one word.

  Her name.

  Chris collapsed onto her body, enjoying the feel of her skin pressed against his.

  Gently, she stroked her fingers up and down his back, offering him that delicate touch.

  “Mmmmm.”

  “Yeah?” she asked.

  “I think booty call sex and relationship sex are nothing alike,” he offered.

  “Really?”

  “Yeah. Don’t get me wrong. They are both great, but I don’t think I could just fuck to fuck.”

  She laughed.

  “You have a foul mouth. That’s so hot in an educated man—a doctor.”

  He lifted his head and then gently kissed her on the mouth. “I will never forget this day, this moment, or this feeling.”

  That touched her.

  She hoped not.

  While they’d never move beyond couple, into marriage, she was okay with that. She felt loved, safe, and she would be happy to have someone to call her own.

  Then it hit her.

  She was going to have to tell the other man in her life. There was no way she could keep that from him.

  He’d shit a ton of bricks.

  He’d pack his bag and head North.

  Yeah, Chris was in for a wake-up. He had to do due diligence and take one for the team.

  “I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you’re going to have to meet Charlie. He has a long-standing rule, and it’s probably why I didn’t date when I came here.”

  “Oh, shit.”

  The man’s name terrified him.

  How could it not?

  “Uh, what’s the rule?” he asked. “Or do I not want to know?”

  She knew the truth. Charlie was soft in the middle, once you got past the protective lumberjack.

  “When you date his daughter, you have to go through the question
and answer phase. Since the last two boys, and I use that term for a reason,” she said, “faced him, and lied to his face, he swore the next one wouldn't get away so easily.”

  Chris swallowed.

  “I don’t think I should be punished for their infractions. I’m not stupid. I won’t ever cheat on his daughter.”

  Then he thought about it.

  “Can I outrun him?”

  She laughed.

  “You had better get to the gym. He’s fast on his feet despite his size. Maybe you might not want to run.”

  He laughed. “You know what?”

  She stared into his baby blue eyes.

  “What?”

  “I don’t want to run. I’m going to stay.”

  Her heart skipped.

  “I’m glad you’ll be sticking around.”

  And honestly, she was. Her day was looking up.

  Elizabeth had finally found someone she could trust and love.

  It was about damn time.

  Chapter Six

  Washington D.C.

  Thursday Night

  W hen his plane arrived, he was one hell of a nervous wreck. The entire time Callen was in the air, he was thinking about what he was going to do when he landed in DC. There was only one thing he could do. While the hotel waited, Callen needed to find his brother.

  It was best to get it over with and handle the situation.

  Timothy had scribbled his address down and handed it to him, and he was going to make a stop there.

  Getting a cab, he handed the man the paper and some money. He sat in the back, watching the world go by. When the cabby told him he was close, he stared at the neighborhood.

  It appeared his brother was doing well for himself, and he was glad. After hurting Ethan, he only wanted the best for him. He owed him that.

  Knowing that he’d moved on and escaped the rez was important to him. Ethan deserved to have everything, and Callen didn’t. He’d broken that bond between them, and any chance at happiness for Callen was something he couldn’t even dream of for himself.

  He’d ruined his own future, his life, and any shot at love. Callen was forced to live on the rez, watching over their grandfather, and being the topic of every Native’s gossip.

  He was the one who destroyed the Blackhawks.

  Before, there was hope that Timothy would choose one of his grandchildren to carry on his legacy, and now it wouldn’t happen.