The Deadliest Secret (The Deadliest Series)

by Lauren Peyton

  CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

  The flight was uneventful and the drive to Gwen’s townhouse was long. Darrien remembered reading she lived in DuPont, Washington but he didn’t realize the city was so far away from everything. It was like they had been removed, it was rural. Gwen called for a car and the driver remained silent. Gwen lay across Darrien’s chest; her breathing was shallow but steady. He rubbed his hands over her the motions were comforting and soothed her.

  She had not been to her home since before her parents died. It seemed like it had been forever, when they walked in the scent was stale. The place had not been entered for months and she could smell the mold. Gwen opened the door to her fridge and there was nothing. She wondered where the smell was coming from; she looked all over but couldn’t find anything. She went back to Darrien to speak to him.

  “Are you hungry?” She asked thoughtfully.

  “Starving honey,” he grabbed her hips, “what do you want to eat?”

  “Pizza? It’s the only place that delivers here.”

  “Then pizza it is, want to order some soda and make it a total chill-out night?” He asked her.

  “Definitely Darrien. I am quite exhausted.”

  “I’ll order the pizza you can go freshen up, and I’ll wait here till you return.” He winked; he did not plan to wait long for her he was already thinking about joining her in the shower.

  “Why don’t you join me?” She asked, again this woman had to be a mind reader he was thinking.

  “Damn baby you’re a surprise wrapped in a mystery.” He grinned and started following her close behind.

  They had barely gotten to the tile of her master bathroom when Darrien pulled his shirt off, his muscles rippled as he stalked behind Gwen’s tight body. He kicked the door closed and the air sizzled. The doctors had been on it in New Orleans, they were rarely left alone for more than ten minutes and if his heart rate rose they would come in and make it known. He hadn’t touched her for too long. He trapped Gwen against the bathroom sink, she squealed in delight.

  “Sugar you ready for this?” He asked while he nipped at her neck playfully.

  “I was going to ask you the same thing.” She laid her head to the side so he could have more of her neck.

  “Always ready for you.” To emphasize his point he grabbed her hand and put it on his tremendous bulge, to his surprise she pushed her hand into it and started rubbing him through his pants he groaned at the feel, the zipper was going to chafe him if she kept this up much longer.

  He grabbed her hips and settled her on the surface; he pushed her legs wide and slipped between them. Her dress was bunched around her thighs. Darrien’s fingers moved up her thighs, his fingers slipped under the thin material, and pulled her panties and dropped them on the floor.

  “This is what I wanted all week.” His fingers dragged along her pink slit.

  Her only reply was a moan.

  “This is mine, I will show you how much I love it.” He pressed a little further into her, he traced her hood and clit, her head fell backwards and another moan echoed in the bathroom.

  Darrien’s head lowered, his hands pulled back from her heating center, his cock was aching to take her but he wanted to pleasure her right. His nose replaced what his fingers were doing. Gwen’s fingers tangled in his hair and that just made him even more aroused. He put her legs over his shoulders and dove in suddenly. His lips wrapped tenderly around her clitoris and he began to suck on her and swirl his tongue around. He felt her tense up and the taste of sweet pleasure was on his lips. Her entire body thrashed and he sucked harder on her. Gwen’s hips jerked and she moaned.

  “God Darrien FUCK!!” She was being very vocal and he loved the sound of her pleasured voice screaming his name.

  “That’s it baby.” He breathed onto her hot divide.

  “Don’t. Stop.” She was gritting her teeth and he dove back to work.

  His hands wrapped around her and gripped her ass. Darrien pulled her hard against his face; he pulled away for only a second. “Ride my face baby doll.”

  Darrien’s words seemed to be her undoing, she was frantically bucking her hips, she was seeking her carnal release and he was glad to give it to her. His tongue was twisting and twirling on her, each time he pulled and sucked on her clit she jerked.

  “Damn Darrien…” Her voice was lost immediately after.

  He was a madman against her tender folds. Gwen’s body was leaking its sweet honey just for him. Darrien was catching each drop with his tongue, his lapping strokes with the flat expanse of his tongue caused Gwen to jerk and moan louder. The sound was making his cock jump. Her hands were fisted in his hair and pulling at him, she was begging him to stop but also begging him to keep going. The pleasure was becoming too intense for her. He slowed his tongue’s strokes to tease her more, he felt his taste buds drag around her hood, he was hitting every pleasure zone in her vulva and he knew just how to play it. Gwen’s ass was pressed against his hands. He massaged her while he caressed her womanhood.

  “DARRIEN FUCK!” She screamed.

  Darrien spanked Gwen’s left ass cheek hard but kept his mouth moving. He craved her pleasure more than her own. He wasn’t just tongue-fucking his woman. He was making love to her and worshipping her in the way she needed and deserved. He would do this every night so long as she let him. His mind was made up he wanted to spend his life with Gwen. He just needed to tell her.

  “Cum for me baby.” He growled into her pussy then continued his carnal assault on her.

  His fingers dug into her ass roughly keeping her close, Gwen’s back arched against him. He felt her body spasm and the sweet release of fluid from her body. He left her clit long enough to suck and claim the fluid for himself. She was sublime in her pleasure; he gazed up at her face and watched the emotions cross her face. Her grip began to loosen while he gently worked her through her aftershocks. Small spasms blossomed over her body; he removed his face and kissed up her body. His fingers replaced his mouth he tenderly caressed her wet folds, feeling every wall and every ridge of her. He wanted to memorize her and know exactly what she wanted from him. His eyes closed at the exquisite velvet feel of her insides.

  Darrien’s mouth reached hers and he claimed her. The erotic thought of her tasting her own fluids made him crave her more. She was damn perfect in his book.

  “Shower. Now.” He ordered.

  She followed his command but he spoke again. “I want everything with you Gwen. I love you.”

  She looked shocked, “Darrien…”

  “You don’t have to decide anything tonight, just know I’m not going anywhere ever baby doll. You are too precious to me to ever loose.”

  Gwen crushed her lips to his and the fire in her soul ignited his lips again. He finished pulling her clothes from her petite frame and carried her to the shower. He turned on the showerhead and tested the warmth before he put her inside. In frantic movements he removed his own clothing Darrien stepped into the pulsating water jets behind Gwen, his arms wrapped around her waist and his fingertips gripped her hips. He still needed to seek relief inside of her.

  While he was standing behind her he grabbed her arms and brought them over her head and wrapped them around his neck. Gwen started to move slightly, her ass was in his lap and she was ready to go for another round. He didn’t know how long the tease would last this time if she had control. His erection ached even more as he watched her movements and as he felt her hips move in circles. He pulled her hips back and there was no room between them. Darrien’s hips pushed forward as the primal part of his brain engaged and he needed to take his female right at this point. One hand moved from her hips and moved around to her ass. He separated her cheeks and gently slid forward, he wasn’t penetrating her but the blunt head of his shaft was pressing against her clit.

  Gwen’s tender flesh was ready to go, she was dripping wet and ready to receive him. He pulled back and slammed forward, she gasped when the pressure disappeared and reappeared on her swe
et spot. Darrien took clues from her body, the way she held her head, and the way she pressed back when her started to pull back. She didn’t want it to stop and neither did he, Darrien removed one hand from her hip and trailed it up her stomach till he reached her ample bosom and he captured the nipple to pinch and pull as he saw fit. She was whimpering when he settled into a rhythm, Gwen’s knees buckled when his lips found purchase against her neck. He was alternating the soft pleasure with the sharp pain on her breast and he began the same on her neck. Her whimpers became more pronounced as he continued. He removed his other hand from her hip and guided himself into Gwen’s tight walls. She accepted his girth as if she were a glove made just for him. He felt every ridge of her, and her muscles tightened and milked along his erection. Once he was inside he put his hands back on her hips and he gripped them roughly. She tried to rise and fall but he held her still while her body got used to the feel of him.

  “Not so fast baby, this won’t be over easily.” He warned her, his was husky.

  She groaned loudly but he held her still while he pushed further in then began to pull out again, when his helmet was the only thing inside of her he made small mini-strokes within her before plunging deep once more. When he was sure she could handle what he was begging to give her he started slow but steady on his thrusts. When she began to throw her ass back he pushed faster and harder. The sound of their bodies smacking each other in the water was the sweetest sound he had heard. He wanted to explode when she moaned his name. Gwen arched her back just right and more water hit them.

  “Put your hands on the wall.” Darrien spoke and his voice was pure seduction.

  “Yes.” She was compliant in his order.

  “Good girl.” He watcher her place her hands shoulder width apart on the bathroom tile, he leaned a little further over her and picked up the pace. His balls were hitting her in time with his intense thrusts.

  Darrien felt the head of his cock hit the spongy tissue that was her g-spot. He wanted to make her quiver so in addition to his thrusts he was flexing his muscles to make his penis jump and hit her even more. Her knees began to sag. He picked up her hips and held her in place while his drilling continued into her.

  “Come for me Gwen.” He coaxed her, Darrien held her up with one hand while he spoke and trailed his index finger down her spine, she shuddered at the light touch but her moans continued.

  She threw her head back and the noise increased. His hand flitted down her body and squeezed her ass to the point there was a handprint left behind. That seemed to drive her wild so Darrien pushed his thumb between her cheeks. Gwen hesitated at first but he uttered two words she wouldn’t be able to deny.

  “Trust me.” He knew Gwen did trust him, at this point they had lived through traumatic things together and she knew she would be able to trust and lean upon him.

  His finger pressed onto her unexplored hole, the pressure just enough to make her feel fuller but not enough to penetrate or push her too far. Gwen was still fragile in his mind and he would not force her into anything he wasn’t sure she would love to try with him.

  Darrien’s balls tightened in response to her body coiling tight around him. He was ready to come deep for her. His mind clamped down on his own orgasm he needed her to come first, his job as her man made him promise her twice as many as he would receive. She came first. He pushed his thumb a little harder and his reward was her deep moan of satisfaction. Gwen’s knees completely lagged again and he caught her while she screamed out in pleasure. She was coming for him again. The sound of her pleasure was exquisite his hands moved to her nipples once she was steady again and he treated them roughly, he was pinching, pulling, and moving them around as he pleased. She was still squirming from her second orgasm when he became bent on giving her a third. His thrusts picked up. Darrien was drilling into her and knocking her slightly into the air from the power behind his hips. He felt himself leak from his shaft but he was relentless.

  “Come again.” He panted the order.

  “Darrien… I can’t.” She whispered.

  “Just let go baby. Let yourself go for me.” He coaxed her with his hands on her breasts and his lips lowered to her back and with that she was back into it.

  Gwen threw her hips back to meet each thrust from him. Since one hand was large enough to palm both her breasts his right hand sunk below her hips and began to rub her clit fast and hard. She screamed in pleasure again.

  “DARRIEN I’M SO CLOSE!” She was twisting her hips to help the sensations, and when Darrien watched her writhe in pleasure and try to force her body into more just for him he was all about it.

  Darrien’s balls tightened to the point of near pain but he kept pumping his woman. He was throbbing inside of her and he felt her moist liquid begin to drip down him. Gwen’s entire body was quaking around him. He was starting to cum.

  “FUCK GWEN!” He exulted as his cock exploded within her walls.

  He continued to thrust as his seed continued to pour hard and fast. She was like fire to his soul and this passion sealed the deal. She came apart again in his arms with another loud explosion. He continued to work her through the orgasm slowly pumping to elongate her pleasure. Darrien pulled out slowly when they were both coherent from the peaks of the dual pleasures. He had never come with anyone before Gwen but the experiences with her made him want to always do it this way.

  When they finished and were just standing and rocking back and forth Darrien reached for her puffball and squeezed her soap on it. He began with her neck and worked his way down to the bottom of her feet, he took extra tender care of her swollen sex, she was still quite sensitive to the touch near there, with even just a casual slide of his hand she quivered as if she expected another orgasm to take over her senses at any given time. Darrien kissed her butt cheek then stood to repeat the motions on Gwen’s front. He thoroughly cleaned her breasts; the pink buds of her nipples were staring at him as if they wanted his lips around them once more. Darrien washed down the front of her thighs with ease, before he stood up again he lifted her foot by the ankle and kissed the top. He quoted a book he had seen in her possession while in Louisiana. “Don’t you know you will always have diamonds in the soles of your feet to me? You are beautiful and you are mine.”

  Gwen pulled Darrien from his knees in front of her and they embraced again. The kiss was slow but strong. He noticed that the water was starting to turn cold so he turned it off and grabbed two fluffy pristine white towels and wrapped Gwen in one and himself in the other. His muscles rippled and glistened in the light of the bathroom. He felt Gwen’s eyes roam over his cut; he was starting to harden again under her lustful gaze. She was like a jolt of life to his system. He wanted to have her but they both needed a few minutes before he lured her into a sordid second round.

  When they were both dried and dressed for the rest of the day in comfortable attire. Gwen did not want to stay around her townhouse. It felt lonely the last time she had spent time within the walls of this place she had been with Torrian, she had resigned from her work at McNeil Island. Gwen and Torrian put on a movie to watch and relax, they were both worn out from the workout they had in the shower and the jet-lag from the time zone change. It was twilight when a courier knocked on the door.

  Darrien answered the door with his gun in his hand; he had become very protective over Gwen in a short amount of time. “Yo’.”

  “Delivery for Miss Bjorkman and Mr. Davis” The squeaky voiced male spoke, Darrien hadn’t been shy about hiding the gun; it would make any human nervous if it was in plain view.

  “I’ll take it.” His voice was strong daring the other male to object.

  “Sign here please.” The kid held up the sign pad, Darrien scribbled on it and took the package.

  “Thank you.” The kid was already trying to scurry away.

  Darrien kicked the door shut. “Looks like our mountains of paperwork have arrived. They will want to know what time you took a B-M and every damn thing, they have to determine
liability and damage control.”

  “I see.” Gwen stood and came to Darrien’s side.

  “You are amazing baby doll. We should get this done as fast as possible.” Darrien hated the idea of being stuck behind a desk longer than absolutely necessary.

  Gwen began to open her package and a letter fell, she picked it up to read. The director of the Seattle branch of the F.B.I. wanted her as a consultant profiler. She was shocked. “Darrien read this. Am I reading this right?”

  “Alright babe.” He took the letter and began to read.

  “Well?”

  “Who-doggy looks like we are going to be working together.” Darrien looked like a kid in Disneyland doing a sweet country accent.

  “Do you want that? I mean it might get weird.” She asked tentatively.

  “Yeah I want that, so are you going to live here or move up to Seattle, it’s kind of a long ass drive every day.” Darrien wrapped his arms around Gwen and kissed the top of her head.

  Gwen had a lot to think about, there was a lot on her plate now and things had changed dramatically just since the knock on her door. She didn’t want to live in the townhouse but could she handle living in her family home even though the death of her parents had been there? She was going to do her best however to be happy, and enjoy what she had left of her life.

  SNEAK PEEK OF THE DEADLIEST GAME

  Darrien watched Gwen while they both filled out paperwork; he was enthralled with every movement she made. He vowed to protect her from any evil that dared to threaten her since he failed in Louisiana. He watched her while she wrote the transgressions of her entire time, they would be here a while. He stood up and grabbed one of the remaining slices of pizza, his phone vibrated on his hip. He didn’t see a number, he figured a telemarketer was being smart and blocking their number from caller ID so he ignored it. Thirty seconds later it buzzed again with the same lack of information, again he slid his finger over the red ignore button.