by Shaw, Vicki
With a little help from my feet, I push his boxer briefs down to his ankles. He sits back on his heels, finishes taking his briefs off and throwing them on the floor. Running his hands up my leg starting at my ankles up to my knees and my thighs. His touch is soft, creasing. Bringing his hands up higher to my hips. When they get there, he uses his thumbs to hook my panties dragging then down my legs. They join his on the floor.
“You are so beautiful Roxie.” Coming down on top of me, but taking most of his weight on his elbows he finds my hard nipple with his mouth and sucks hard. I can’t help but arch my back pushing my tits further in his face.
His hard cock is at my entrance. I need this connection now, so I raise my hips up to encourage Martin to enter me. He doesn’t disappoint. He knows what I want. He enters me slowly, gently. This time is different than all the other times we have had sex. The passion and fire are still there, but it feels more like making love. The whole time Martin is stroking my hair, my face and my neck. I climax just as hard as I have every other time we have had sex, but it felt different.
Looking up into his eyes I can see the passion and love in them. This time, I’m sure it is love I see there. I feel bad because there is no way I can return his feelings. I just hope he doesn’t say that he loves me because even though I may not love him I do have some feelings for him. Maybe if there weren't so much happening in my life, right now things would be different. A different time and place, I would have fallen so hard for him by now, but I have to keep my guard up.
When I wake-up, it is with a jolt. When I realise where I am, I start to relax. Martin’s upper arm is thrown over the side of my ribs, and his lower arm is snaked around the front with his hand cupping my breast. His front is pressed to my back spooning me. It feels so nice to wake-up so close to someone with their warmth and the feeling of being protected and safe. I haven’t felt protected since that life-changing day in the ally.
With my tummy starting to remind me that I didn’t have anything to eat last night, I gently move Martin’s arm so I can get up and make some breakfast for us. When I walk into the kitchen, I can hear my phone ringing. It takes me a moment to find it in my handbag that was sitting on the bench. Without looking who is calling I answer. “Hello,” there was silence for a few seconds. “Hello. Who is this?” I walk over to the coffee maker to turn it on as I wait for whoever is on the other end of the phone. I’m just about to hang up thinking the call dropped out when someone spoke.
“I know where you are and who you live with. I even know who you are fucking. You dirty slut. I will take them all from you and then as I watch your life fall apart I will come for you.”
I drop the coffee cup I had just taken out of the cupboard and both the cup and phone hit the floor at the same time. I crumble to the floor on my knees, crying into my hand. I didn’t hear Martin walk in, and when he put his hand on my shoulder, I jumped. “Roxie what’s wrong?”
It was hard to talk through he sobs. “It… It… was him. The one who sent the messages. I know it was him…. He… was on the phone…. He just rang. Why is he doing this to me?”
Martin lifted me off the floor and walked me over to a chair at the dining table.
“What did he say?” Martin asked as he knelt in front of me.
“He said he knew where I am and that he was going to come after you and Carly and once you are both gone he was coming after me. Oh God, Martin, I’m so sorry you have been brought into this. I will have to go away so he can’t find me. I have to find a way to keep you and Carly safe.” I start to sob uncontrollably into my hands again.
“Look at me Roxie.” He lifts my chin so I can look at him. “You are not going anywhere. We will find him and keep you safe.” Just then before I could argue with him, the buzzer rings letting him know there is someone downstairs. He gets up and walks over to the intercom. “Yes.” He said and turned to look at me and gives me a little smile to try to reassure me, however, it doesn’t work because I can see the stress behind it. “Mr. Bolt there is an officer her from the Australian Federal Police wanting to see you. Should I send him up?” “Yes please, we have been expecting him. Thank you.”
Martin walks over to me and places a kiss, on the top of my head then goes over to the kitchen to finish making the coffee. The doorbell rings and Martin goes over to let in the officer.
“Jake how have you been? It’s good to see you again I just wish it was under better circumstances.” They shake hands and man hug, slapping each other on the back with their other hand. What is it with men and their man hugs I think when they walk over to me. “It’s good to see you again to Martin. Don’t worry we will get whoever is doing this.”
“I hope it’s fast because if I get my hands on him first, I mean it, there will be nothing left for you guys.” I can tell by Matin's voice that it is not an idle threat and that he will do what he is saying.
“I’ll forget I heard you say that Martin. Please leave it to us. My partner is working on finding out all the details about the case and all the people involved and where they are now.” He looks over at me and gives me a small smile and a dip of his head. “I take it this is Roxie?” Martin comes over to my side as I stand up so I can shake the officer’s hand and places his hand on the small of my back. “Yes, this is Roxie. Roxie this is a very close friend of mine, Detective Jake Hughes.” I give Jake as big as a smile as I can. “Thank you for coming, Detective.” I shake his hand and sit down at the table. “Would you like coffee, Jake? We haven’t had our morning cup yet.” Martin asked as he walks to make the coffee. “Yes please, Martin. Black with one please.” Jake answers Martin then turns back to me. “We have started to look into your mother’s case. How much do you know about it and who was involved?” he asked me and put a file on the table I didn’t even see him have.
“I don’t know that much. All I know is that whatever she was working on at work was the reason they killed her. After she was killed, I withdrew from everything for a long time and didn’t pay much attention to the details and after the court case Dad and I never talked about it.” I now wish I had paid attention back then. However, I was a teenager and even if I wasn’t morning my mother, it’s not really details that a teenager would want to know or care about. All I knew and cared about was that I was by myself because someone killed my mother in a dirty alley.
“Ok, well, I’ll tell you what we have found out so far. But first I must say when Martin first called me I didn’t think there was going to be much I could do because it should be handled by the local police here. After Martin had given me your name and the details of your mother's case, I was shocked that you and your father were not put in witness protection. The information your mother found was about details relating to human trafficking. She didn’t have much but was onto a lead that would have brought down the whole organisation involved, and that is why she was killed. We were very lucky that there was one switched on officer who had a gut feeling something wasn’t right, or it would have just been put down as a mugging gone wrong. After they had found what she was working on and investigated, they found this organisation were not only in the human trafficking business but also drugs, guns, counterfeit currency, child smuggling and child pornography. The investigating officers did a great job, but there was a couple in the organisation that they couldn’t find or couldn’t get the evidence to lock them up.”
My mind is reeling. I’m trying to play back my first 15 years and anything that would tell me why my mother would even be looking into anything like this.
“I don’t understand. Mum worked in an office. She wasn’t involved with the police or immigration so why would she just stumble onto this kind of information?”
“They found files at her work with information in them about what she thought were fake passports of some of the workers, and that’s what got her looking into things. The workers had to give copies of their passports for their employment records. We don’t know how the organisation found out she was looking into th
e passports but with an international group like this they could have been paying anyone off. At the time, the AFP were looking into the company your Mum worked for to see if they were involved. We think that they were, but we couldn’t find the evidence to do anything about it. We still have people working on that part of the case hoping we can find something.”
“But why now? Why, after all, these years are they coming after me? I wasn’t involved in any of the other cases, but the guy’s that shoot, Mum. I don’t even know anything about the other cases.”
“That’s what we are trying to work out. This may just be someone trying to scare you. Who else knows what happened to your Mum?”
“The only people who know is my best friend, Carly and my ex-boyfriend, Steve. Though he only knows the basics and none of the details. I know they wouldn’t have told anyone. Carly is my only friend. After Mum had died, I withdrew from everyone except for Carly. Even at Uni and when I started working, I didn’t get close to anyone. Then Dad got sick and Steve and I split up Carly was the one who was there. It’s only since I’ve been here that I have started to meet more people and get to know them, but I still don’t know any of them except Martin.”
Martin had made our coffee brought it over and placed it on the table with a plate of biscuits. “Roxie you need to tell Jake about the phone call you got earlier.” Jake looked at Martin then asked me. “What phone call?”
“I had just come down to make coffee and breakfast and my phone started ringing. I answered it without even looking at who it was. I didn’t even think to check. It took a while after I said hello for them to speak. I was about to hang up because I thought the call had dropped out. It was a male, and he said something like “I know where you are and who you live with. I even know who you are fucking. You dirty slut. I will take them all from you and then as I watch your life fall apart I will come for you.” I don’t know if they hang up then or not because I dropped the phone.” I started to cry again. There are so many questions that I don’t know the answers to. I hate that my life is in such a mess. I have worked so hard to get everything back in place after Mum died and even with looking after Dad I still felt I was in control. After witnessing Mum being murdered, I may have cut myself off from all my friends and family but I was the one in control of that choice. I choose to lock myself away and not get close to anyone again. Just like when Dad got sick I choose to be the one to look after him and I choose to split up with Steve. I made sure that I was always in control of my life. Now I don’t know what to do or where to go. My control had been taken from me so I need to get it back. I want to leave so that Martin and Carly will be safe. If I’m not here surely, these people will leave them alone.
“Roxie. Do you think there could be?” Jake asked me. I was too lost in thought and hadn’t heard what he and Martin were talking about.
“Sorry, what was that I was lost in thought.” I had to shake my head to clear all the plans that were forming. “Do you think there might be anything in your Dad’s things that belonged to your Mum? With your Dad now gone, and you moving away maybe they think there is something in your house that you will find when you clean it out.”
“I don’t know. I didn’t even pack any of Dad’s stuff up before I left. I just packed my bags and put sheets over the furniture. I don’t even know if Dad kept anything of Mums. I guess if there is anything there it would be up in the attic.” I say shaking my head.
“If its ok with you I might get the local police to keep an eye on your house because if they really do think there is something there they may go there looking for it.” Oh, my god, I didn’t even think about the house and whether or not it was safe from being broken into. Even without all this stuff going on people will soon know that it is empty and has been for a while. I don’t know anyone who could keep an eye on it for me. I had booked a gardener to go once every two weeks to mow the lawn and tidy up the yard but other than that no one else would be going near the place. I guess I could ask Steve to keep an eye on the place. Did I really want to ask him?
“Yes, ok, please send someone over to have a look and I will catch the first flight out and see if I can find anything.” Martin was not very impressed about my plans to go back to my old house and made that very clear.
“Roxie, you are not going to go back there. Let Jake go. He knows what they are looking for. It will not be safe for you to go with this guy out there” Martin got up and started pacing the room. “Tell her Jake that she can’t go. It will be too dangerous. We have no idea who this sicko is or where he is.” Martin is running his hands through his hair giving it that just-fucked look. God, he is sexy as hell. My thoughts go from the sicko who is after us to dragging him upstairs so I can have my way with him. I should not be thinking things like that right now but he is one hunk of a man, and it is hard sometimes not to.
“Look, Martin, I know you are worried about me but I have to go. It is my parents stuff, and I do not want just anyone going through it. No offence Jake.” Jake puts his hands up to indicate that no offence was taken.
“No Roxie you’re not going.” GRRR he is really starting to test me. No one tells me what I can and cannot do. That is one of the reasons I did not want a relationship. I want to be able to do as I please when I please.
“I will be going Martin if you like it or not.” I am now standing and pacing myself.
“AAhhmm.” Jack cleared his throat. “Let’s just calm down. Martin, it would be better if Roxie did come with me to her house. She knows where everything is, and we will get through it quicker with her.” Martin gave Jake a thunderous look that I am glad I was not on the other side of.
“Fine if she is going so am I. I’m not going to let her go there by herself without support.” I was not going to argue with him about going. It will be nice to have him there to support me. Going back is going to be hard, but going back knowing I’m going to go through not only Dad’s stuff but also Mums is going to kill me.
The next few hours speed by in a blur of making plans and going over the phone call and messages again. We went through all of my messages in my inbox and calls. Jake pointed out how many texts and missed calls there were from Steve. I explained about our relationship, how I left. I didn’t tell him how Steve had told me he loved me and wanted to give it another try. I had not called him but I did send him one message about seeing someone casually. I never got a message back and that was 2 days ago.
They were going to take my phone but instead Jake had a tech guy come to the house with his computer. They wanted me to keep the phone in case I was contacted again. They put a bug in it and some other stuff, they explained it to all to me, but it went over my head. I didn’t care what they done to my phone as long as whatever it was it would help find whoever was doing this.
I rang Carly, she came over for a few hours. I was surprised when Matt walked in with her, but I was glad she wasn’t on her own. I still haven’t had a chance to talk to her about Max and it looked like it was going to be a while longer before I could.
Jake went over everything with us all again. He had put some local police outside Carly’s house, and Martin had hired some security guards to stay with her even at work. She wasn’t too happy about it but to keep me happy she didn’t argue too much. Matt was great and assured me that whenever he could be he wouldn’t leave her side. I was so relieved that I didn’t have to worry about Carly so much knowing the protection that was put in place.
It was late by the time everyone had left. I was grateful to have a few minutes to let everything sink in. We had ordered pizza for everyone for tea and Martin was in the kitchen finishing the clean-up. I was lying on the lounge going over everything that had happened over the last two days. It felt a lot longer than two days it felt like weeks. I was mentally and physically spent. I don’t know how I’m going to get through the next few days at home let alone however long it takes to catch whoever is after me. With that being my last thought, I fell into an exhausted sleep.
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n I wake, I’m in Martin's arms as he carries me upstairs. He places a soft kiss on my forehead. “Go back to sleep beautiful. I’ll put you to bed.” I feel him place me on the bed and pull the covers back, picks me back up and places me back down. He pulls the covers up over me. The sounds of water running send me back to sleep. Some time later, I feel Martin slide into bed. The smell of his shower gel and his male odour engulfs me. It’s a mix of spice, woods and ocean all mixed together. I roll over so I can cuddle into him. I put my head on his chest so I can listen to his heartbeat.
“I will not let anyone hurt you, Roxie, ever. You are mine now, forever. You are my beginning, middle and end. You are my everything.”
I don’t know if I’m dreaming or if Martin said those words as I was sleeping.
Waking in the morning I could feel Martin’s erection pressing into my bum cheeks. I roll over carefully, so I don’t wake him. I take the time to watch him while he sleeps. He looks so peaceful as if he doesn’t have a care in the world. His face is relaxed and looks younger with fewer stress lines. Even in sleep he is so handsome in a super-hot way.
I can’t resist feathering kisses all over his face. I start with a soft one on his lips then move to his cheeks, eyelids, and the tip of his nose and back to his lips. Just as I’m about to move away, he moans and said. “Hhhhmmm I would love to wake-up every morning with you kissing me. It is defiantly the best way to be woken up.”
He rolls us over, so he is on top of me. He slowly undresses me, and I return the favour and undress him. He has his cock at my entrance that is soaking wet for him. “This is going to be hard and fast Roxie. I need you so much right now I don’t think I can go slowly.”