by Ronica Black
Mo looked away and she knew she had him. “Have a nice night, Uncle Mo. I’ll be home tomorrow.”
She turned and pulled on Kat. The surrounding cops squeezed her arm and shoulder as they moved through them. Brynn shook from the confrontation, and when they were enclosed with friends, she fell into Kat and held her tight. Tears threatened, but she fought them, concentrating instead on Kat’s heartbeat.
When she finally pulled away and nodded to everyone that she was okay, she looked back down the road to find Mo and her cousins gone.
And for the first time in her entire life, she felt free.
Chapter Sixteen
Kat turned on two lamps in the living room, keeping the room low lit with a warm glow. She lit a candle on the coffee table and lit a dozen tea light candles along her dresser in the bedroom. She fumbled with her iPod and put on Aoife O’Donovan. Then she stood at the door next to Gunner and waited for the old Lincoln to pull in her drive. The old Lincoln that carried the woman she could not stop thinking about. The woman who turned her on, lit her up from the inside, made her insides flutter and turn to mush. The woman, she now realized, she loved.
The old Lincoln’s headlights flashed in her eyes as it pulled into the driveway. Gunner barked and wagged his tail. She touched his head and grew nervous, surprising herself. After all this time, Brynn still made her nervous. She got so caught up in her looks, her scent, the thought of touching her, it all swirled around inside leaving her feeling clumsy and antsy. But despite all of those feelings and the craziness, she smiled as Brynn walked to the door, buttoned-down outer shirt gone, leaving the lone white tank and linen pants.
Kat forced herself to wait for a knock before she opened the door. Brynn smiled at her shyly and Kat’s heart sang, and she suddenly had so much she wanted to say and do. She took her hand and pulled her inside, closing the door and tugging her close. She held her hips and stared into her eyes, brimming with tears.
“My God, I love you,” Kat said. She closed her eyes and kissed her so softly, gently, just enough to taste her, feel her. Brynn’s hands found her shoulders and neck as she returned the kiss just as gently and softly. Kat spoke between kisses. “I’ve been waiting by that door for ten minutes, but I’ve just realized, I’ve been waiting for you for a lifetime.”
Brynn tugged her closer, kissed her harder, capturing Kat’s lips with her own. “I know what you mean,” she whispered. “Who would’ve thought you’ve been here all along.”
“Just down the road.”
“In a sexy cop outfit.”
Kat laughed. “Oh, how you hated me.”
Brynn lightly kissed her neck. “I didn’t hate you. I hated my situation.”
“You went to prison for her, didn’t you?”
“Yeah.”
Kat tilted her chin. “Who does that? You really are amazing.”
A tear slipped down Brynn’s cheek. “When I love…I love deeply…for life.”
“Lucky me,” Kat said, touching her face. She kissed her tear. Brynn tugged the ponytail holder from Kat’s hair and tossed it aside. Her eyes widened as she ran her hands through Kat’s hair.
“No, lucky me.” She smiled.
Kat stroked her cheek, searching her eyes. “You’ve had a very big evening.”
“Mm.”
“How do you feel?” She needed to make sure she was okay. Her eyes looked tired but strong, full of color and sparkle. But the brimming tears told of something more.
“Happy.” She closed her eyes. “Free. Free to be me.” She opened her eyes and took Kat in. “But mostly free to love.”
Kat kissed her, softly at first, then more hungrily, determined. Brynn returned the kiss with vigor, sneaking out her tongue to tease and taste, causing Kat to moan with delight. Kat caught her tongue with her lips a few times, and other times she met it with her own. It was a beautiful, slick dance and duel with playful tongues.
She pulled away and Brynn nibbled her neck, causing a shockwave to shoot up her spine.
“I seem to remember something about a promise…”
Brynn laughed and blushed.
“Is that a blush?”
“I tend to get carried away.”
“Well, here’s to getting carried away,” Kat said as she lifted her and twirled. Brynn laughed and blushed harder.
Kat stopped and held her face. “Are you going to be shy now?”
“I don’t know. It’s different now. Real. You have my heart. I can’t explain how deeply I feel.”
Kat leaned in and brushed her hair from her ear. “Then show me.”
Brynn stared into her and nodded. She took her hand and led her through the living room to the bedroom. She turned as she entered, smiling softly. “Nice,” she said, referring to the candles. She backed in, pulling Kat with her. Gunner settled outside the door. Brynn placed a palm on Kat’s chest, covering her tattoo. Then she leaned in and kissed her own hand, then moved it and delicately kissed the tattoo.
“I saw this from a distance and I got so turned on.”
Kat held her head, warm auburn hair spilling over her hand. “Really? I didn’t think you liked it.”
“Oh, I liked it. I just wondered who it was for.”
Kat kissed her head. “It’s for you, silly woman.”
Brynn kissed it again and ran her tongue around the edge, tugging her shirt aside to do so. Then she nibbled and kissed firmly and sucked. “Is there any doubt now how I feel about it?”
Kat shuddered as she moved closer to her breast. “No. No doubt.”
“Good.”
She lowered her hands and lifted Kat’s shirt over her head. Then she lightly kissed her chest and shoulders as she reached around and unfastened her bra, letting it fall to the floor. She teased Kat’s hardening nipples with her breath, and she went lower and unfastened her jeans, tugging them down and off.
She stepped back and ate Kat alive with her eyes. When she finally looked up at her, she looked like a wolf honing in on prey. She stepped closer, then reached out and was just about to touch her, when she dropped her hands.
“Now undress me,” she said.
She was breathing as hard as Kat as she watched Kat step in and carefully remove her tank top. She sighed and turned her head to the side and whispered, “Not yet,” when Kat ran her hands up her side. “Not quite yet.” She took Kat’s hands and kissed them and then placed them on her bra. “Keep going,” she said. “Undress me.”
Kat’s hands trembled as she unfastened her bra and let it fall from her fingers. Then, trying her best not to touch her, she slid the linen pants down and away from her, leaving only her panties. “More lace,” Kat said.
“Mm, I dressed with someone in mind.”
Kat grinned, hooked her fingertips into the panties, and tugged downward. Brynn stepped out of them carefully and stood before her, flickering in the candlelight.
They stared into one another, chests heaving, nipples awakening, bodies quivering. “I want you to look at me,” Brynn said. “Look at all the places you want to touch me.”
Kat let her eyes drift down her body to her taut breasts, tight abdomen, and angled hips. She stared at her trimmed pussy, auburn curls nestled above her fold. She could see the glistening of her arousal on her smooth lips.
“Is that where you want to touch me most?”
Kat nodded.
“Me too,” Brynn breathed. “I’ve been dying to feel your wet pussy.”
Kat heated at the words, and Brynn came to her, gently wrapping her fingers around her wrist.
“I want you to touch me. Touch me while I touch you.”
Kat reached out. Brynn released her. They found each other at the same time, warm fingers into hot folds. Both jerked and sighed as fingers slipped and slid against aching flesh. Kat went up to tiptoes when Brynn found her clit and framed it, stroking the length of it. She did the same back, and Brynn tossed her head back and bucked.
“Mm, am I hot?” she asked.
Kat foug
ht closing her eyes at the sensation beneath her fingers and between her legs. “Yes. God yes.”
“Wet?”
“Uh-huh. Very.”
“You want to get hotter, wetter?” She stroked her quicker, faster, then slowed, squeezed her fingers, and pulled, milking her clit. Kat fought to stay upright and not collapse to her knees.
“Is that possible?”
“Oh, anything is possible,” Brynn said. She continued to tug on her, and Kat felt another rush of arousal flood her cunt. Brynn groaned and went lower, swirled around her hole and then stroked the length of her as she came back up with new slickness coating her magical fingers. “See?” She moved closer and used all four fingers to smother her and circle her flesh, again and again.
Kat quivered, knees threatening to buckle. She couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. But Brynn insisted, slowing. “Touch me like this,” she said.
Kat tried, but she was so close to coming all over her hand. “I-I can’t.”
“Yes, you can.” She slowed even more and released some of the pressure, stroking her lightly. The change took her breath away, and Kat had to blink away the floating stars she saw. She straightened, struggled for breath, and refocused on Brynn who looked so deliciously devilish.
“You love this don’t you?”
Brynn looked at her with hooded eyes. The corner of her mouth lifted. “I like playing with you, yes.”
“What if I made you stop? What if I took control?”
Brynn grinned fully. “You won’t. Not yet.” She increased the pressure again and circled her hand, pressing and sliding. Kat whipped back, grabbing her wrist. “Jesus.”
“Now, touch me like this.”
Kat did so, circling her hand in a similar manner, making sure to coat her fingers in Brynn’s hot liquid. Brynn jerked, clenched her teeth, and groaned. “That’s it. Yes.”
They played with each other, toyed, jerked, and cried out. And just when Kat was about to break and surge over the falls in orgasm, Brynn stopped and Kat nearly collapsed.
“On the bed,” she said. “Now.”
Kat crawled up on the bed with her and they met in the middle, both on their knees. Brynn kissed her hard, pushing and insisting with her tongue. Then she did the same with her fingers, pushing them up deep inside Kat, causing her to call out and then whimper with uncontrollable pleasure. She looked into Brynn’s eyes and knew what she wanted. Kissing her back, plunging with her own tongue, she slid her fingers up inside Brynn and fucked her long and slow just as she was being fucked. Their hips jerked and bucked, their breaths becoming pants of ecstasy. Soon Brynn began to fuck her hard and fast, and Kat strained against the building pleasure and followed suit. They stared into one another, writhing and fucking.
“I’m going over,” Kat said.
Brynn smiled wickedly. “Yes, go. I want to watch you come all over me.”
Kat reared back and came while calling to the ceiling. Brynn went seconds later, crying out for her, grabbing her face and kissing her hard and hungry. Kat kissed her back so desperate for her, all of her, she nearly swallowed her whole as she came into her hand, once, twice, then three times as they found engorged clits with their thumbs.
“Kat,” Brynn cried, pulling her mouth away to nibble her jaw and bite into her neck.
“Fuck,” Kat said as the sensation of her teeth sent one last wave of pleasure through her. “Oh, fuck, Brynn.” They slowed and eventually stilled. Kat could feel her walls pulse around her fingers. Brynn fell into her, heaving for breath.
“You’re beautiful,” Brynn said. “That was so…”
“Fucking amazing?”
Brynn laughed. “Something like that.”
Kat held the small of her back and kissed her softly. She licked the sweat from her neck. “You taste so good.”
Brynn rested her cheek against Kat’s chest. “Mm, so do you. I think I may have drawn blood on that last bite.”
Kat laughed, feeling the throb on her neck. “I think you may have.”
“I’m sorry, I just wanted to taste you so bad.” She straightened and slowly retrieved her fingers from Kat’s center. “And I couldn’t wait for this.” She placed her fingers against her lips and licked the glistening come, closing her eyes as she did so. Kat watched with bated breath, one hand lowering to Brynn’s round ass, the other thrusting up in her once again.
Brynn smiled and sucked her fingers one by one. “Mm, yes. Just like that, baby, while I taste you. Make me come while I suck you off my fingers.”
Kat groaned, completely overcome with desire. She thrust long and slow, getting off on Brynn’s snaking tongue and whipping hips. When she could take it no more, she kissed her, licking herself off her fingers and plunging herself into her mouth. Brynn moaned and bucked harder, faster, clinging to the back of her head.
She came while they were fused at the mouth, and she lowered her wet fingers to stroke Kat once again, sending her over in a series of short, hard cries. Kat pulled her down and they shuddered into each other on the bed, lost in downy soft pillows and wet, hungry kisses. And before Brynn was finished coming, Kat turned her and lowered. She pumped her softly, easing out the last of the orgasm and then attached her hungry mouth to her, swirling with her eager tongue. Brynn screamed, called her name, and dug her nails into her scalp. She lifted her hips and circled them in tune with the rotation of her tongue.
“Kat, Kat, I love you. Oh God. Sergeant Vander, fuck me. Fuck me so good.”
She writhed and tightened on Kat’s fingers while her clit balled beneath her tongue.
“Make me come, baby. Make me come.”
She came hard but softly, moving her hips in long waves against her. Her cries were sharp but softened as they fell, long and drawn out as she took as much as she could from Kat, fucking her fingers and face. When she began to shudder and jerk with aftershock, Kat licked her softly and watched as she came down, face heated with ecstasy, eyes closed like an angel, lips plump and full like her aching clit. She was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen.
Kat eased from her and crawled up next to her, wrapping her in her arms. She nuzzled the back of her neck.
“I love you,” she said. “Williams girl.”
Brynn moaned softly. “I love you, Sergeant Vander.”
“That’s Investigator Vander, now.”
Brynn turned and brushed hair from the moist skin of her face. “What? Really?”
Kat smiled.
“Is it—less dangerous?”
“Supposedly.”
Brynn held her face. “Good.” She smiled. “Oh, the fun I can have now, calling you investigator.”
Kat laughed. “I can’t wait.”
“No?” She kissed her, and lowered herself to her neck to her chest, to hover just above her breast. “Have I mentioned that I like to bite?”
Kat squirmed. “Yes, but not my nipple.”
Brynn held her down with surprising strength. Her eyes flashed dangerously. “Is that any way for an investigator to act?”
Kat stilled, her nipple puckered and hardened so badly she could feel it in her clit. Brynn snuck out her tongue and flicked it, causing her pussy to flood once again with arousal. Kat bit her lower lip as Brynn continued to tease her, first flicking then lightly sucking. Kat arched her back and rubbed herself against Brynn’s penetrating thigh.
“Just little tiny bites,” Brynn said, watching her.
Kat struggled, the anticipation killing her.
Brynn took her between her teeth and bit ever so slightly. Kat cried out and bucked her hips.
“Oh, you like it,” Brynn said seductively. “Don’t you? My big strong investigator likes her nipples teased with teeth.”
Kat writhed beneath her, her clit hot and full once again. “Don’t tell anyone,” she said.
Brynn laughed. “Oh, your secret’s safe with me.” She lowered herself some more. Licked her from her navel down to her pussy, where she gently spread her legs. She licked her long and hard
and Kat called out her name.
“Mm, so good.” Brynn smiled. “Have I mentioned I like to bite?”
Kat sat up. “No, not my clit.”
Brynn shoved her back down and thrust her tongue into her mouth again and again, claiming her dominance. “Stay,” she said as she moved down once again. She opened her with a wicked grin and licked her hungrily, then slowed and flicked her full clit. And oh so gently, she took her clit between her teeth and squeezed. Kat bucked up into her and grabbed her head.
“Fucking shit,” she breathed.
“You like it.” She licked some more, from her opening back up to her clit where she bit again. “You really like it.”
Kat felt like she was going to pop. “Fucking don’t stop.”
Brynn laughed and continued, this time licking in short circles, loving on her clit, bathing it with juices and saliva and then she bit down and sucked, bringing Kat up and over. Her head bobbed as she sucked her off and Kat writhed and snaked beneath her, tearing at her hair and head and then screaming out into the night.
Brynn finished her off with huge circular licks, causing her to nearly claw at the wall behind her. When she spasmed and tugged on her head to stop, Brynn crawled to her looking like a devil. She kissed her deeply and then bit her lower lip and laughed.
“The investigator and the vampire.”
Kat held her close. “Somehow that sounds good.”
“It does sound good.” They entwined into one another and stared up at the ceiling.
“Are you happy?” Kat asked.
Brynn turned and stroked her face. “The happiest I’ve ever been.”
“Me too.”
“How do you really feel about the career thing? Or about maybe moving to the city with me?”
Brynn stared into her and then smiled through brimming tears. “I’m fine with it as long as you keep your promise.”
“Promise?”
Brynn kissed her. “You know about doing it again and again.”
Kat smiled. “That’s a promise I can definitely keep.”