Undercover Love

by Ivy Blake

  He took the gun and my badge off the hood of his car, then got inside and drove off, leaving me standing alone near the abandoned warehouse.

  Fucking prick. One way or the other, I was going to get to the bottom of this shit, with or without the shield.

  Chapter 18

  Carina

  I got dressed to meet with Harrison later that Friday evening. I was anxious because I hadn’t seen him in what seemed like forever. I could hardly contain my nerves as I stood in front of the mirror and put on makeup. I wanted to look good, but I didn’t want to look like I was trying too hard. We were supposed to meet at a spot just outside of Chicago. I’d never been there before, but I assumed that it was because he didn’t want certain people to see us together. As much as I hated to admit it, the thought of sneaking around with him was kind of hot. It turned me on in more ways than one.

  He texted me the address to The Lux and as soon as I got it, I was on my way to meet him. I was nervous like it was our first date together. I had so much to say to him and I hoped that I didn’t sound like a bumbling idiot whenever we finally got the chance to talk. Two weeks felt a lot longer than what it really was.

  When I arrived at the restaurant, I sat in the parking lot for a few minutes, hoping to spot his car. Out of nowhere, there was a knock on my passenger side window and I screamed out loud and dropped my phone when I heard the noise. It was Harrison. Damn. He looks just as good as I remembered.

  He walked to my side of the car and opened the door for me as I tried to calm my nerves. With his hand extended in my direction, he helped me out.

  “So, you’re just going to scare my apologies out of me, huh?”

  “I didn’t think you would react that way.”

  “Well, I am in an unfamiliar spot and a knock on my window. That would be enough to scare me.”

  He smiled as we stood in front of each other, silently. Without warning, he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around my body. I hugged him back and for the first time in weeks, I felt like I was protected. His strong arms held me tight and I felt that I could stay in that position for the rest of my life. He kissed me on the cheek, then released me. I wanted to feel his lips on mine, but maybe that was asking for too much, too soon. I was willing to take whatever he wanted to give me. He took me by the hand and led me into the restaurant.

  The hostess directed us to a seat along the edge of the dining area. She smiled and handed us menus.

  “Your server will be right with you,” she said. Her smile lingered in Harrison’s direction. I held my tongue and went through the menu to see what they had to offer.

  “So, I guess you have asked me to come all the way out here so no one would see us.”

  The smile on his face dropped slightly, “I just figured it was a bit safer.”

  I watched the muscles in his bicep tense slightly. His white t-shirt fit his body like a glove and instantly reminded me of what I had been missing physically for the past couple of weeks.

  “So, I guess I will get right to the point. I believe you didn’t know who I was before we met. It took me a little while to get to this point, but I see that your scenario is possible.”

  He put his menu down and stared into my eyes. “I didn’t want to put you in danger. I didn’t want anything bad to happen to you, Carina. That’s why I couldn’t go through with it.” I could see the sincerity shining bright through his eyes. He continued, “I am sorry that you ended up in the middle of this, but I care for you. I care for you enough to not be the one to bring any charges against you.”

  I looked down at his hand as he placed it on top of mine. I couldn’t help but to smile at his touch. But then the words he just said registered in my mind. “Charges against you.” As much as I was attracted to him, he was still a cop. A cop that was looking to arrest my family.

  “So, now what?” I asked. “I mean, you still have a job to do, don’t you? You’re still coming after my family?”

  The waiter came back to our table and silenced our conversation. He was a tall, light skinned male with a voice that was lighter than what we both expected.

  “Are you two ready to order?” he asked with a small pad of paper and a pen in his hand.

  “Give us a little more time,” Harrison responded. He smiled and walked away from our table as Harrison redirected his attention towards me. “I’ll just say that my job has taken an unexpected turn and I am no longer on that case.”

  “You’re not?” I searched his eyes for the truth, and he looked straight at me.

  “No. I was taken off because of my affection for you. My Captain believed I couldn’t do my job properly, so I was suspended for the time being.”

  “Wow. I didn’t… wow.” A small knot formed in my stomach. As much as I wished for things to be easy with us, it all just seemed so difficult. Because of me, Harrison was now suspended from his job.

  He flashed a smile in my direction. “It’s not on you, it’s on me. I just couldn’t do it. I couldn’t be the one to come between you and your family. But I have to be honest with you Carina. Someone eventually will. They are building up their case on them with my information or not, and I am sure my Captain will have someone else undercover in the next few days, working a different way in.”

  I bit my lip, and the knot grew bigger in my stomach. I always knew that something like this could eventually happen to my family. That was the reason I tried to stay out of it as much as I could. I was never able to convince them to not do what they did. And I always understood deep down that it was wrong. But they are my family. They are the people that raised me, and I still loved them.

  “Harrison, I..” but he quickly cut me off.

  “I know this is hard to take in,” Harrison said. “And I get it. They are your family. I never had that relationship with mine, but seeing how you feel about them, I now understand.”

  I slowly nodded. I was thankful that he was understanding how conflicted about all of this I was.

  “While I can’t help you get them out of what they did,” Harrison continued. “I will try my best to let you know what is going on. I care about you, and I want you to be safe. And if that means letting you know what is happening, then I am willing to risk everything to make that the case.”

  I smiled at him bashfully. I couldn’t believe that he was willing to risk his job and his career just to keep me out of trouble. That said more than any word that he could have uttered to me.

  “Harrison? I have sort of lost my appetite tonight.”

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Well, I mean, I still have it… but… I don’t want anything on this menu.” I looked at him and licked my lips and from there, it didn’t take long for him to pick up on what I was saying. With a smile, he leaned back in his seat, nodding his head towards me.

  ***

  We walked into my house and his lips crashed into mine. His strong arms wrapped tightly around me as we both wrestled out of our clothes. I laughed as I stumbled through my front room, nearly falling onto my face and I would have if Harrison wasn’t there to keep me upright. He smiled and right after, our lips reconnected as we bumped into walls, knocking pictures to the floor on our way to my room.

  When we made it inside, I pushed him away from me. We stood as if we were facing off with each other and as his eyes glared at me, I removed my blouse and let it slide to the floor. My skirt followed right behind and after that, I stepped closer to him. My breast pressed against his body as I stood up and planted my lips onto his. He put his arms around me and danced his tongue around in my mouth. I backed him into the couch and lifted his shirt over his head while I kissed him on the lips. He wrestled with the buckle on his pants until it finally unbuckled and fell to the ground. My breathing intensified because I was waiting for this moment ever since the last time he entered me. Suddenly, he picked me up and sat me on his lap as he ran his hands up my back and loosened my bra strap.

  I leaned forward and kissed him on his neck as his hands firml
y gripped my backside. I grinded on top of him. He finally loosened my bra, exposing my round breasts and erect nipples. He licked his tongue around their firmness as I squirmed. The sensation sent chills over my body before he engulfed my breasts inside of his mouth.

  I reached my hands into his pants until I wrestled his cock free from its cage and without warning, I stood up from his lap and slid my mouth around it. Harrison leaned back as I licked the shaft and massaged his balls with the other hand.

  “Yes,” he moaned in a voice that was barely audible as I slid his cock completely inside my mouth. The tip of it brushed against the back of my throat until I pulled the saliva covered penis out of my mouth.

  I licked the shaft and wrapped my hand around it as he stood up and grabbed me by the waist. He leaned back onto the couch while he coaxed my head down to his waist, and my hips towards his face. As I leaned down on him he planted his mouth right onto my clit as I slid my mouth back around his cock. I dug my nails into his thighs as he brushed his tongue over my clit and sent a thunderous vibration through my legs until a rush of waves moved throughout my body.

  He massaged my clit with his tongue and held me in place for minutes before he pushed his fingers gently inside me. I continue to run my tongue down his shaft as I moaned slightly. I pushed my hips back harder onto his face as he brought me closer to the edge. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and ran my hand down it as I let loud moans escape my lips. When I stopped, he lifted me up and leaned my back against the couch, and he leaned his body over mine. He lifted my arms up and pinned them back by my head. His chest flexed with muscles each time he thrusted inside of me.

  “Yes, Harrison. Yes,” I moaned, pushing him deeper inside of me. He pushed his lips against mine and twirled his tongue around in my mouth as I gripped my legs around his waist.

  “Don’t stop,” I said in a breath, “I’m coming again.” My legs shook vigorously each time he moved in and out of me.

  “Wait a minute,” he said as he pulled out of me and moved down to my core. “I want to taste it again.” He slid down to my waist and flicked his tongue on my clit as I put my hands on the back of his head. My legs tremored as he moved his tongue quickly over me.

  I felt the pressure build up again as I was pushed over the edge. My legs squeezing around his neck as my entire body shook. After that, he flipped me over and climbed on top of me like a lion pouncing on its prey. He took one leg and held it up as he thrusted himself into me without remorse. My mouth hung open as if I wanted to scream but couldn’t get the sound to leave my throat. He pounded me from behind as he grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked it towards him. I pounded on the couch cushion as pain mixed perfectly with pleasure. He smacked my ass with so much force that I felt the sting for minutes after he hit it. He pushed himself deeper inside of me as he came again and with that, I yelled out loud.

  He shoved my head into a pillow to muffle my screams. His cock was bigger than I remembered as he bent me over from behind and spread my cheeks as far as they would go. I smacked the cushion with an open hand as he held my waist steady and thrusted himself inside of me. I felt him spill inside me as I fell into my own ecstasy. Soon after, he plopped down onto the couch beside me, breathing heavy like he had just run a mile. It felt like we both did.

  After we finished, we both laid naked on top of the couch with all the cushions and throw pillows scattered everywhere.

  One way or the other, we were going to make this work out between us. I was sure of that.

  Chapter 19

  Harrison

  I never thought I would be in this position. But here I was. I was about to go against everything I believed in, and I surprised myself by thinking that I did not care. Carina Dellucci was worth it, and I would do whatever I could to keep at least her safe.

  Even though O’Malley took me off the case, I knew my one strong lead was Mason and his connection to the Dellucci family. The following day, I trailed him from the police department. I had to get some concrete evidence on him so I could put more of the heat on rest of the Dellucci's and take it off Carina. I followed Mason at a distance, keeping a low profile as he travelled throughout the city.

  First, he drove to the bank in plain clothes. I ducked down in the front seat, keeping a clean eye on him as he walked into the bank with nothing. Almost twenty minutes later, he came out with a small tote bag and with a vigilant eye, he surveyed the area before he climbed into his car and sped away.

  I accelerated on the gas and trailed him as he left that location and headed to the next one. I wanted to do my best to stay involved with the entire investigation of the Dellucci family. I bit back a doubt that crossed through my mind. Even if I did find evidence that he was working with the Dellucci’s, I wasn’t sure what I would do with that information. I knew that my feelings for Carina were growing and because of that, I didn’t know how I wanted to approach the situation. I desperately wanted to keep her safe, and keep her away from the investigation however, I didn’t want to dismantle her family. At the same time, I didn’t want my job compromised and allow myself to get placed in a position where I would never be able to work another day in the Chicago police department. For the last few years of my life, law enforcement was all I knew. Fuck, I really had gotten myself deep, hadn’t I?

  Finally, Mason arrived at a small building on south side Chicago. He sat in his car for a few minutes with the engine running idle. It wasn’t until another man approached him with a loaded pistol that he got out of his car. The gun wasn’t drawn on him, but the guy had it in his hand as if he was prepared to use it if he had to. I stayed low in my seat, watching every mirror just in case somebody tried to sneak up on me. I had a registered .357 right at my disposal and I wasn’t afraid to use it if I had to. Mason climbed out of his car and followed the man into the back of the small building. Fuck. There was no way for me to get into the building without being seen.

  I waited for thirty-minutes until Mason came out empty handed with a smile on his face like he had just pulled off the biggest caper known to man. With my eyes narrowed, I watched him get into his car and drive away. What are you into, Mason?

  I put my car in drive, then followed him to his next spot. He ended up back at his home, fifteen minutes away. I watched him walk into his house from my position in the middle of his block. I needed to get to the bottom of all of this. And the only way, was to confront Mason. Face to face. I waited fifteen minutes before I called him.

  “Mason? I need to talk to you.”

  “Got damn it, Harrison. I just got home.”

  “I can come to you, it’s not a big deal.”

  “Shit.” He paused. “Alright, just come on. How long will it take you?”

  “Maybe ten minutes.”

  “Alright.”

  I hung up the phone and sunk into my front seat so I could wait until the allotted time went by. I thought about all the things that could go wrong when I confronted him. If he really was in deep with the Dellucci’s there is no telling what he would do to make sure his cover wasn’t blown. I felt like we had been friends long enough for him to tell me the truth without consequence, but something as big as this, I wasn’t sure. I knew something was up, and I had to get to the bottom of it. Even if I wasn’t going to do anything about it right now, I knew that whoever found this out after me wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger. After ten minutes went by, I put my car in drive and parked in front of Mason’s house.

  I looked around his neighborhood for a few minutes before I got out my car and walked to his front door. Dogs barked inside the house as soon as I rang the bell. I heard grumbling from inside his home. Minutes later, the front door unlocked and swung open. He stood on the other side in a wife beater. His stomach protruded beneath that like he had swallowed a bowling ball.

  “What brings you over here?” he asked, peering at me from behind the door.

  “I just need to talk.”

  He sucked his teeth and after a few moments passed by, he pu
shed the door open. “Alright, let’s talk.”

  When I got into his home, I heard his dogs barking in the backyard. There was a small mess in the living room. His clothing was tossed onto the couch and scattered around on the floor. A few dog toys were in the corner of the room and the faint, but evident smell of animals, lingered in the air. I stood still and waited for him to offer me a place to sit. He walked by me and scooped some clothing off the couch,

  “Sorry bout’ the mess. I wasn’t expecting company.” He tossed the clothing to the floor. “You want something to drink?”

  “No, I’m good.”

  I quickly examined the couch before I took a seat. Mason plopped down in a recliner and propped his feet up. A college sports game played on the television as the dogs barking calmed in the backyard. “Damn mutts,” he said, adjusting himself in the seat until he found a comfortable spot. “I only got them because the kids love them. If it wasn’t for that, they would be at the fucking pound.” He grunted, then looked towards me. “So, what brings you over here in my neck of the woods?” Awkward silence permeated between us.

  “What are you into, Mason?” I finally questioned.

  He looked at me as the announcer mentioned the touchdown that the home team had just scored. The whites of his eyes were jaundice and it looked as though he hadn’t slept a full night in a few days. Bags made his eyes puffy and swollen and his beard was unkempt more than usual.

  “What am I into?” he repeated my question. “Shit, I am into a lot of shit. I like S&M, but my fucking ex-wife hates the shit. I’m also into getting fed when I’m–”

  “No, Mason. No. I am not talking about your fucking sex life. Jesus, man, I asked you what you are into and the first thing you mention to me is your fucking sex life?”

  “Well, shit, that is the first place my mind went. You asked me a fucking broad ass question, so I don’t know. What the fuck do you want me to say? What am I into?”