Stronger With Him

by JA Hensley

  Once I'm completely naked, he starts massaging my foot. While he's rubbing my arch, he plants kisses on the inside of my ankle, moving up my leg slowly. I can only hope he's going where I want him to be. He gets to the top of my thigh and I can feel his breath on my sex. It takes everything I have not to grab his head and pull him to me, but I promised to let him take care of me. I'm starting to get frustrated because I really want his tongue on my clit. He goes back down to my feet and starts kissing the other leg as he did the first. Colin gets to the apex of my thighs and stops. I lift my head to look down at him. He's staring at my pussy and it makes me a little self-conscious.

  "I have been dreaming about this moment since the first day I saw you, Becca. I have wanted to taste you and feel you for so long. Just looking at you has me ready to come in my pants like a teenager." Fuucckk.

  "You've been in my fantasies, too, but how about we bring it to reality?" I smile at my boldness and he shakes his head at me. I'm afraid he's going to make me wait some more, but he leans down and presses his tongue against my lower lips. He slowly traces the outside of my slit and I can't help squirming under him. I reach down and run my hands through his hair, scratching his scalp as I go. Every time my nails dig in a little, Colin growls and holds me tighter but keeps his ministrations feather light. I like this feeling of power over such a strong man.

  Just when I think I can't take the wonderful torture any longer, Colin parts my lips and dives in, licking and sucking on my clit. My hips lift off the bed and the scream that escapes is nothing I've ever heard come from my throat before. This man is very talented and I’m overcome by the amazing sensation. At this rate, it's not going to be long before I come again.

  "Hmm, Becca. You’re even sweeter than I imagined. I could stay right here all day and be a satisfied man."

  I try to answer, but the words are lost when he inserts two fingers inside me and I come instantly. The waves of my orgasm seem to go on forever and when I finally come down from my high, Colin is kissing up my stomach. I pull on his hair and bring his face to mine. His lips are shiny and he's wearing a big grin.

  "I think we should make that happen again. You are so fucking sexy."

  Instead of answering him I rise up and capture his lips with mine. I could live off his kisses, the sense of possession and domination is welcome.

  He covers my body with his but holds his weight off me. I can feel his erection on the inside of my hip, but I want it to be somewhere else. I try to move myself under him to position things where they should be, but he pulls away a little.

  "Before we take this any further, you need to know something." I stop moving instantly and my heart drops. Where in the hell is he going with this?

  "I've only had a few relationships and they didn't end well. I don't know what it is about you, but you call to me like no one I've never known. Once we do this, I won't be able to let you go. You will be mine in every sense and I will do anything and everything I can to make sure that you are safe and cared for. Can you handle that?"

  What’s he saying to me? Does he want to be my boyfriend? Maybe it's more than that. I didn't think I was ready for a relationship since Ron and I just broke up. Looking up at Colin's beautiful face, I know that he means every word and that I want this in my life. He's not saying that he wants to control me; he wants to protect me. There's a difference, right?

  I have no idea how long I run through all of this in my head, but Colin is patient with me. He just lies with me and runs his hand up and down my arm. There’s no way I'm walking away from this.

  "I can't begin to understand why you’ve chosen me when you could have any woman in the world, but I’m so happy that you did. I feel the connection we have, too, and I want to see where it goes. I can handle whatever you've got, because you're the man I want to be with."

  He smiles at me as he runs his hand up my arm to my face.

  "Then there’s only one other thing I need to know. Do you have a condom or should I get one?"

  There's that protectiveness. I reach over to my nightstand and get a condom out of the drawer.

  "I'm glad you're prepared," he says as he rolls the condom down his very impressive cock.

  Colin positions himself at my entrance and pauses. He looks into my eyes and I lay perfectly still, not wanting to take away from this moment. Colin leans down and takes my mouth in a blistering kiss. As his tongue tangles with mine, he enters me, taking full possession of my body. It’s absolutely glorious. He’s thick and long and fits me perfectly.

  He gives me a few seconds to adjust to his size, but I just want him to move. I try to tilt my hips to get my message across but he’s still. I break the kiss and look at him with a question in my eyes.

  "I just need a second or I'm going to lose it before we even get started. You’re amazing and I’m overwhelmed with how you feel."

  Well, a girl can't argue with that. Reaching up, I put my arms around his neck and pull him down on top of me. Once his chest is resting on mine, I run my nails up and down his back, increasing the pressure as I go. Colin growls again and then he starts to move.

  Holy fucking hell. I've never been so filled in my life. I wrap my legs around his hips and the pleasure is like nothing I've ever known. It takes less than two minutes before I'm climaxing again. Colin is hitting my g-spot and the sensation is amazing. It's not long and he finds his release as well. I can't take my eyes away from him as he comes and the look of absolute ecstasy is something I'll never forget.

  Once he's gotten his breathing under control, Colin rolls off me and lies on his side, propping his head up on one massive arm. The other hand is making swirl patterns on my stomach as we stare at each other not saying a word, but I can't help the purring noise that comes out of my mouth. I could get used to this and it scares me a little bit.

  "What did you have planned for today?"

  "I need to get some reading done for class and prepare for my lab this week. I also planned to do a little laundry, but that's about it. What about you?"

  "I didn't really have anything on my agenda. I need to go to the gym, but that's it. Would you have dinner with me?"

  As long as dinner includes dessert like we just had. I shake my head to clear that thought, even though it sounds like the perfect meal.

  "Of course I'll have dinner with you. Why don't you come by here around six and we can decide what to do?"

  "That sounds perfect," he says as he kisses me softly. I part my lips to invite him to take things a little further, but he pulls back.

  "If I don't get out of here now, I'll never leave and we won't get any of our tasks done," he says as he rolls off me and sits up. He takes the condom off before he stands up. "I'll get cleaned up and come back tonight."

  "Okay, if that's what you want," I say in a whiney voice with a playful pout on my face. Colin shakes his head as he walks out of my bedroom to the bathroom. I lay back and stare at the ceiling, thinking that this may be one of the best days of my life.

  When Colin comes back, I look him up and down. His body is perfect. The abs are sculpted and that V is so fucking sexy. I'm not sure how long I stare, but his laughter brings me back to reality.

  "You keep that up, and I won't be able to leave. I assume you like what you see?"

  "You have no idea. You are so fucking perfect, it would be a crime not to appreciate the view, you know?"

  "Well, the view I have right now is pretty great, too. I do have to go," he says as he pulls his pants on. Please don't put on a shirt yet. He picks up his shirt but thankfully doesn't put it on. He kneels on the bed and kisses me gently. "I'll see you tonight," he says quietly, lacing the statement with all kinds of promise.

  "I'll be waiting," I say with a small smile. He shakes his head as he climbs off my bed.

  "Get your work done so we can play tonight, pretty girl," is what I hear as he leaves my apartment.

  Chapter 17- Colin

  As I close Becca's door, I see Kevin standing outside my apartme
nt. He looks pissed.

  "I'd ask what the fuck, but it's obvious that's exactly what you've been doing. I thought you were going to stay away from that girl so you could focus."

  "Shut the fuck up, asshole. I'm focused. What are you doing here?" I push past him to unlock my door. Kevin follows me in, uninvited.

  "Well, dickhead, if you had answered your phone, I wouldn't be standing here. The SAC is looking for you."

  "On a Sunday? What crawled up his ass? I thought we weren't going live with this shit until tomorrow." I get a bottle of water out of the fridge and toss it to Kevin. Once I get one for myself, I pick up my phone and see I have five missed calls from my superior and one from Kevin.

  "Apparently things are moving faster than we thought. He got wind of a planned shipment for tomorrow and he wants us to check it out. He also told me that Ronaldo was let out of holding because the fucking prosecutor didn't file charges fast enough. We need to be out of here in thirty. I'll wait for you to get a shower." Kevin sits on my couch and turns on the television, effectively dismissing me.

  I grumble to myself as I get the shower turned on. I know I'm here to do a job, but what I really want is to go back to Becca's and wrap myself up in her. Sometimes drug dealers really piss me off, especially when they fuck with my life and my plans.

  Ten minutes later Kevin and I are out the door. He drives this time, since my truck is so big and noticeable. He takes us down to the industrial part of town, away from the nice houses we’ve been checking out the past few weeks.

  "Are we looking for our target, or just evidence of a shipment?" I ask as my eyes dart around the warehouses and delivery trucks.

  "I think both. Ronaldo's got to be down here at some point, unless he's partnered up with someone that we haven't found yet. Let's do this on foot."

  Kevin parks the car behind a dumpster and we get out to take a look around. It's pretty quiet right now, but most of these places are closed today. We split up to check out the different box trucks on this block. I hear a vehicle approaching from my right, so I duck behind a semi to see what's coming.

  A black delivery-type van with no back windows drives by very slowly. The front windows are tinted so I can't see the driver, but I radio Kevin and let him know what's coming. The van pulls up to a large door in the warehouse across the street and when the door opens the van drives in. The door closes quickly. Kevin and I move to the sides of the building to search for other entrances.

  The sound of gunshots stops me in my tracks. It's coming from behind me and I hear a bullet go by my left ear before I drop to the ground to find cover.

  "Fucking shit," I yell to no one. I key my radio to find Kevin. "Shots fired, where the fuck are you?"

  "I'm behind the warehouse. Are you hit?"

  "No, but it was close. Are you?"

  "No. Where are the shots coming from, can you tell?"

  I try to get a look where I think the shooter might be, but I'm forced to the ground again by more flying bullets. I roll under the truck next to me and I hear Kevin come up behind me.

  "Get your ass under something, fucker. I'm not dealing with you getting shot right now!"

  Kevin dives down on his stomach and we look at each other under the truck.

  "I guess the intel was right about today, huh? Did you call for backup?"

  "I was just getting ready to do that," I say as I cue my mic. "Forty-two Seventy-three to Central. We've got shots fired in the warehouse district. My partner and I are taking fire and we need backup now." More bullets hit the front of the truck.

  "Copy that, Forty-two Seventy-three. Dispatching backup to your location. Do you need a medic?"

  "Negative, just backup."

  "Backup is three minutes out."

  I look at Kevin and we both know what that means. We're on our own for a while. The shooting seems to have stopped for now, so we army crawl from under the truck and get behind the tire.

  "What do you want to do, Colin?"

  "I want to get into that warehouse. Did you see any doors as you went past?"

  "There's one about a hundred feet back from here. Standard issue lock, nothing fancy."

  "All right, you cover me and I'll try to get us in. I imagine the lead will be flying once we move."

  "Roger that. I've got your back. Go!"

  I jump up from my cover and run for the door. Sure enough, the shooting resumes, but Kevin returns fire. Once I make it to the door, I pull on the handle and it's locked, of course. With no other choice, I shoot the lock and the door pops free.

  I step into the darkness with my gun out in front of me. My eyes don't adjust to the lack of light very fast, but I can hear voices coming from my right. I know that they had to have heard me take care of the lock so I don't have much time. I see a desk up ahead and I use it for cover. Kevin enters the building and ducks down as we hear the first gunshot.

  I can finally see what we're dealing with. It looks like we're in an office that has glass walls, or at least it had glass walls until they were shot out. Glass is raining down and it reminds me of Die Hard. If only John McClane was here, I know we'd get the job done. I hear sirens in the distance so there isn't much time to get things under control before the cavalry scares everyone away.

  Jumping up from my hiding spot, I move as quickly and safely as I can toward where I heard the voices. Next thing I know a vehicle starts up and the big door in the back opens. The van we saw come into the building backs out like a bat out of hell and takes off, tires squealing. There are two people standing where the van was, guns pointed at my head.

  "Don't fuck with me right now. Put your guns down and we'll deal with this situation like men."

  The goon on the right smirks as he pulls the trigger. The shot echoes in the building and I hit the ground at the same time I shoot. Both men drop on their backs.

  "You stupid son of a bitch. I'm getting really fucking tired of saving your ass. I wish you'd stop pulling this invincibility shit and be smart about these situations," I hear Kevin bitching behind me.

  "Thanks for saving my ass, again," I reply sarcastically. "What a fucking nightmare. Whoever this is sure knows what the fuck they're doing. I haven't seen this much fire power since Miami."

  "That's for sure. We've got a big one here." Kevin kicks one of the gunman's arms to move the gun away, just in case the bullet to the brain didn't work. "This is going to be a huge case and it looks like we're just getting started."

  "Yeah, just what I didn't need. It was supposed to be open and shut, easy to deal with. Somebody got that shit wrong."

  At this point, the uniforms flood the warehouse and the SAC assumes command. It takes hours to get everything cleaned up, get back to the station, and to file the reports. Once everything is done and Kevin and I have been cleared, we meet up at his car.

  "You wanna go get a beer?" Kevin always wants to have a beer after work, especially after the day we've had.

  I check my watch and it's almost six. "I can't, man. I've got plans, so I need to get home."

  "Ah, something with Ronaldo's girlfriend? I can only imagine what you've got planned."

  "Fuck off, okay? Just take me home before I kick your ass."

  "Just remember why you're here and that when this is over you're leaving. Don't get attached to something you can't have."

  "Fuck you. I know what I'm doing. Now drive, Miss Daisy."

  Kevin laughs as he puts the car in drive and I stare out the window. I don't need to be reminded that I won't be here long, but that doesn't make me want Becca any less. In fact, it makes me want to be around her more.

  Chapter 18-Rebecca

  I glance at the clock for the hundredth time and shake my head. I thought we agreed to meet at six, but it's six thirty now and I'm wondering if I got the time wrong. I was in a post-orgasmic haze when Colin mentioned coming by tonight.

  At least I got a bunch done today. Funny how having amazing orgasms will allow the brain to focus on what needs to get done. Maybe that
should be my doctoral dissertation. I can just see making that proposal to my advisor. I guess if I was at the Kinsey Institute it would be fine, but I just don't know how it would go over here, especially since I'm going into school psychology.

  I shake my head at these ridiculous thoughts. I need to find something else to occupy my mind right now. Just as I'm firing up my laptop, I get a text.

  Sorry for running late. I just got home and I'm going to grab a shower. Give me 10 minutes.

  Okay, I smiled like a kid on Christmas morning. I can be such a girl sometimes.

  No prob. See you soon.

  All right, ten minutes to get my shit together and calm my ass down. There's no need to get all worked up. We're going to dinner, at least I hope we are since I don't have anything to make here. I run to the bathroom and make sure my face and hair look okay. I try to keep the butterflies in my stomach down.

  The knock at my door startles me and makes me jump. I'm shaking my head as I open the door to find Colin looking fucking amazing in tight jeans and a button down shirt. Of course, I know what he looks like under those clothes, so that's what I'm actually picturing right now.

  "Hey, beautiful, ready to go?" Colin leans in and kisses me softly on the cheek. I could just melt right here and be happy.

  "Sure, let me get my purse and I'll be ready." I grab my bag from the couch and we walk out of my apartment together. Colin takes my keys from me and locks the door. He puts his hand on the small of my back and leads me to a car in the parking lot.

  "Where's your truck?" I look around, but I don't see the behemoth of a truck anywhere.

  "You didn't actually think I was going to take you out on a date in that thing, did you?" He puts his hand to his chest as if I have wounded him somehow.