A Man of Honor (6 page)

Chapter Ten

They walked out of the brothel together. He noticed she was careful not to walk too close to him. He kept his smile inward. She was being so cautious. He knew exactly what was on her mind and had from the moment she approached him. She wanted to get him into bed. That was never going to happen. Not because they worked together, not entirely. It was because he had Shauna. Betrayal wasn’t his MO.

His code of honor carried through his entire life. The twenty years he was married, he never contemplated having an affair. It nearly fractured him when his wife told him she had. Somewhere, he believed those who were good, whom he trusted, whom he honored, would live up to his expectations. If he could try, why couldn’t others?

They walked to one of the black SUV’s, and he slid into the front seat, she alongside of him. He took out his phone. “It’s Esposito. I’m in vehicle number five. Code, please, to start her up.” He paused. “I’m taking it out to lunch.” He paused again.

“I’m glad to hear that about you, Deputy Esposito. You’re a fine man and a fine agent,” she said.

“Thanks, Trudy, but right now I want to start up this thing and get to lunch. I’m hungry.”

“Oh, you’re in Reno. Are you going any place special? I hear that town is hopping. Is that really true?”

He smiled and looked at Webster then leaned back in his seat, letting out a sigh. “Trudy, give me the damn code,” he said.

Webster let out a small giggle. “Trudy, I think you’re wearing down Esposito’s patience.”   

“Oh, sorry, sir. Is that Deputy Webster with you? Oh my, here’s the code.” Trudy rattled off the sequence of numbers he needed to start the SUV.

He entered the code, and the car started up. She touched his arm. “Do you have any idea where we’re going?”

“Sure. Been here many times before, and I know a great little Italian joint. You do like Italian, right?” he said, pulling out of the parking spot.

“I love it,” she said, rubbing her hand lightly on his arm. The sensation caused tiny ripples under his skin. Her soft touch was welcomed, but warning bells went off in his head. Her hand slid slowly down his arm. She hesitated for a moment, removed her hand from his arm then let it creep along the front of the black leather seat to touch his thigh. Fuck, he thought. He was right on with his assumption. Sometimes he wished he was wrong.

He wondered how far she’d go or how far he should let her. It’s not that he didn’t want to fuck her, he did, but it was against his code of honor. It’s how his mind worked and always had.

When he first hooked up with Shauna, he didn’t expect her to limit herself to one man. She was young and beautiful with a ferocious sexual appetite. What surprised him was finding out his sexual appetite was just as strong. After a few months, he told her if she wanted to be with him, they were exclusive; he’d have no other man inside her mouth or pussy.

“Who the hell do you think you are?” she had demanded, pushing him aside as she rose from the bed.

“The man you want,” he answered simply.

“You’re that sure of yourself?”

“Yes I am.  I’ll fuck no one but you. Of course what I ask of you, I will ask of myself.”

He watched the surprised look on her face that night. She crawled up onto him. “You want us to be a couple?”

“Yes,” he whispered.

“Are you saying you love me?” she asked, and he could see the torment in her eyes.

“Baby, what I am saying is I’ve never felt like this for anyone before, even my ex-wife. I want more of you and of this. Love? I don’t know, but you and me … this, what we have, can lead to far more. Do you want that?”

“You’re going to make me commit to you,” she whispered against his lips.

“It’s how I work. You are what I want … all of you. I don’t want any other man tasting what I have, what’s mine,” he said with conviction in his voice.

“You’re such a Dom, Dominic. Lord, you do have the right name. I have always been more dominant in my relationships, but now, with you, I find I’m a puddle at your feet.”

“Dom? Baby you need to explain that to me. You know how I like puddles.” He nibbled on her ear and lifted her body up onto to his hard cock.

His thoughts came back to the present. He moved Elaine Webster’s hand off his thigh. “Elaine,” he thought it best to address her by her first name. “I have a very steady woman in my life. We’ve agreed to keep our relationship monogamous.”

“I see.”

He could hear the hurt in her voice, but shitting where you ate wasn’t the best idea. “Look, you’re a lovely woman and even if I wasn’t involved with anyone, this would be a very bad idea. Work love affairs very seldom work. It usually ends with one of the involved leaving their job or getting transferred. I like the way you work and your mind, Webster. I’d like to keep that relationship. Friends?”

She sat back in her seat and moved her hand into her lap. “I have to commend you, Esposito. Even married men have momentary lapses.”

He broke out into a low laugh. “I know. But I made a commitment, and I trust she is following it also. In fact, after lunch I plan on bringing her out here to spend a few days in this gorgeous city.” His eyes never left the road as his hand went to hers and squeezed it. “I’m flattered.”

She smiled then let out a small sigh. “Dominic, you’re a nice looking man and in great shape. It’s no wonder there’s a woman in your life. Not many around like you.”

“Elaine, why haven’t you been snatched up? You’re gorgeous and, might I add, in great shape also.” His head quickly turned to her, and he winked.

She smiled and settled in her seat. “You do have a way, Esposito,” she added as he pulled up to the curb in front of a small pizzeria.

He got out of the car and was at her door, opening it, “I guarantee the food in here is orgasmic.” He took her hand and helped her out.

She stood in front of him. “Are you sure you don’t want to give this a go?” Her smile was sexy as all hell, and he had to admit she did stir the shit out of his cock. It took a lot of control to keep his damn dick under control.

“Yes, now let’s eat, and that's Italian remember, nothing more.”

“You’re a bad boy, but you can’t fault a girl for trying.”

He grinned and let her take his arm. Dominic was glad he managed to get out of that situation gracefully. He really did like her and thought she was brilliant. The future always held more assholes like Ty, and the department needed every brilliant and qualified body to catch the bad guys.

His mind again wandered to Shauna. After lunch he’d call her and get her out there. He needed to fuck, and badly. He needed more. Shauna gave him more. After Ty, he needed a woman who could fill every gap inside of him. Shauna made him feel his dominate side wasn’t weird or even strange. He enjoyed knowing she’d appease him and sit at his feet if he needed her to. He needed to take her over and over again, command her, knowing that he adored her and she him. Their relationship was growing. She did say she had more for him to learn. He was anxious.

Chapter Eleven

Reno, the biggest little city. Dominic wasn’t going to argue that statement. He’d met Shauna at the airport and was never so glad to see anyone in his life. Her red hair and beautiful face always made him feel desire. Her smile overjoyed him. She always made him feel clean, especially after an assignment.

He sat on his computer, in their hotel room, recapping the events of the last few days. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of her standing at the entrance to the bathroom,  with her arms folded before her. He had to smirk, he knew how it pissed her off when she was horny and he was working on the computer.

“Baby, what do you think of these?” Shauna said, displaying the five-inch patent leather stilettos to Dominic.

“Hot,” was all he said as he continued typing.

“Hot, nothing more?”

“Shauna, they’re hot. They look hot on you. You look hot in them. What more can I say?” Dominic kept his head down and focused on his computer screen aware she was getting annoyed because he was ignoring her and a new purchase. He had to subdue a smile.

“Really? Well fucking thank you. Hot, just hot. I knocked myself out looking for a pair of really hot shoes to bring with me here, might I add, for you … and all you can say is they’re hot.”

“Yes.” Once again he had to subdue a smile. He was very interested in how she was going to handle his much laid-back attitude.

“Well the least you can do is turn around and take a look at them again.”

His head came up from the computer, and he found it harder to suppress the grin that was threatening to take over his face. He turned around slowly, sure she’d surprise him.

“Fuck,” he whispered. He hadn’t noticed her little costume from his peripheral vision. Before him stood a tantalizing blonde in a black G-string and a tiny, black lace push up bra.  She was a feast for the eyes. Her skin was so peachy cream colored and freckle free. The vision before him went directly to his cock, the damn thing throbbing with need at the sight of her. She looked spectacular in the blonde wig, and he was ready for the little game she was playing.

He made no bones about rubbing his growing erection. He shut his laptop.

“Come here,” he said, his voice deep and throaty.

She swayed her hips slightly as she walked on the five-inch high stilettos over to him. Her pussy lined up with his mouth. “Want some, Daddy?”

He licked his lips and grabbed her ass, pulling her toward his mouth.

“Ooo, I think you’re hungry,” she crooned.

“Yes, little girl, I am.” He would play her game. He loved it when she called him daddy. His cock grew stiff, and his body was on fire. He licked her soft abdomen and squeezed the cheeks of her ass. Her hands came to his head and ruffled his hair. She let out a small sigh as he buried his nose in her crotch.

“You smell of sex. I love the way you smell,” he said with his lips against her.

Her hands grabbed his hair and pushed his face deep into her stomach. His hands came to the thin side strings that made up her thong underwear. He slipped his palms underneath and slowly let them move down her thighs, taking the thong with them. They hit the floor and she stepped out of them, still wearing the treacherous black high heeled shoes.

His hands began kneading the soft skin of her ass.  His fingers slowly dipped into the crack, making her moan.

“You like me to play with that ass, don’t you?” Then he moved one hand around to her pussy and found her clit. He used his thumb to massage it. He spread his legs, allowing his hard cock some room. He let his tongue move to the soft shaved lips of her pussy. He could detect her body leaning into him. She was slowly losing her footing. He grinned. He stuck his middle finger inside of her. She was so slick and ready for him.

“You’re going to fall off those sexy shoes,” he told her and began to take small licks.

She giggled. “Please eat me until I explode,” she begged.

“On the bed, now,” he demanded, slapping her ass.

She began to pull away from him when he stood and swooped her into his arms. “You’re as light as a feather, baby.” He said, carrying her to the bed.

“I’m not so light,” she whispered in his ear. “Dominic, it’s that you’re such a strong man.”

He laid her gently on the bed and spread her thighs.  He ran his hands down her long legs until he reached her shoes, removing them one at a time. He used his tongue to trace a line up the inside of her thighs. First one then the other. Her body quivered with anticipation. He smiled. Next, he’d make her beg. He loved the begging. It filled a gap inside of him, the one where he knew she wanted what he had to give.

She told him he was so Dom. The first time she said that he laughed. “Babe, my name is Dominic. I should be very
Dom.”

“No, silly, that’s not what I mean. When I say you’re so
Dom.
I’m referring to your natural inclination to dominate. You’re a strong man in all areas, a confident man, a man who knows right from wrong. This inner strength, inner need to dominate, comes out in all phases of your life, except you’ve been holding back on this one, the sexual side. I want you to explore that and embrace it with me.”

“Do you?” he answered her, remembering his reaction to the lovely little dungeon in the brothel.

“Have you ever heard of BDSM?” she asked him that night after they’d finished making love.

“Yes, and Shauna, it’s a rather interesting practice,” he told her. “I did see a dungeon today in a brothel.” He turned to her and grinned, waiting for her response. “Interesting that you have nothing to say.”

“I imagine this
brothel
has something to do with why you’re here in Reno. You forget you have told me to keep my nose out of your business.”

He tightened his smile. She was right on. He did punish her for trying to get involved in a case.

“The case is now closed, so it’s okay to talk about a few aspects of what went down. I thought you’d like to know that there were some very interesting pieces displayed.”

“Such as?” she asked.

“The St. Andrew’s Cross was quite impressive. On the whole, the dungeon was rather sexy.”

“Wow, yes, seeing the cross can be quite impressive. What do you think? Some people think the lifestyle is sick and abusive.  I’ve been letting you see it doesn’t have to be. There are different degrees of BDSM, the bondage, and far more people than you realize practice domination. I see so much domination in you. You need to control, Dominic, even here in this bed. I, on the other hand, am attracted to men who are dominating, who need to take control. In the beginning, I thought I was the one who needed to dominate. I was wrong, very wrong.”

“And now?” he asked, anxious for her answer.

“And now being with you has confirmed my need to be dominated. However, it took the right man to make me see that,” she said, moving closer to him, rubbing her body against his.

He took in all of her; she was a feast for any man’s eyes. He meant to keep her a feast for his eyes only. Sure, he wanted men to see her, he wanted to show her off … but with that
look but don’t you dare touch
attitude
.

He understood her meaning as their relationship deepened and grew. Tonight he’d explore more of his control over her. He’d hold her back from having an orgasm. The thought that he could do that made his cock hard and blew his mind.

He wasn’t ashamed of how he thought or felt any longer. Shauna made him see that he could be fulfilled and in turn, fulfill another’s needs. His thoughts may be dark and desirous, but they weren’t evil or perverted. Yet in his mind, that definition remained a debatable subject. He still needed to delve deeper, though his needs and urges were harder and harder to control with her.

He kept licking her inner thighs, enjoying the way her body moved under his caresses. His cock was hard, aching, and he needed to be free of his trousers. He stood and unzipped them, letting the material fall to the floor, exposing his hard cock. Shauna’s face lit up.

“Oh, God, you’re so fucking gorgeous, Dominic.”

“Am I? You want this?” he asked, fondling himself.

“Yes, yes.”

“Tell Daddy where you want this?”

She propped herself up on her elbows, grinning devilishly. “Mmm, let me see; I’d love to suck it, and I’d love to fuck it,” she said, licking her bottom lip.

He was pulling himself as she spoke, her words arousing him further. “First,” he said, still fondling his dick, “I need to eat your pussy,” he grinned and continued to play with himself.

She lay back down, spreading her thighs wide as her fingers splayed the lips of her pussy, enticing him.

He took her lead and crawled onto the bed, burying his face in her pussy. His tongue sought out her clit and flicked it unmercifully. He let his tongue dance around her soft folds, tasting and licking each intricate crease. He took his time, enjoying himself, knowing he was going to bring her to the brink and keep her there, hold her there, not allowing her body any release. Her body began its dance.

He put two fingers into her. “Oh, God, I am going to cum,” she moaned and met each insertion of his fingers with a thrust of her hips.

“No.  Not yet,” he said with his lips against her shaved ones. He pushed his fingers farther into her. He began to finger fuck her. Not hard, just enough to tease her. His tongue played at her clit, softly nibbling it. Her hands held his head as she raised her body.

“Please, oh, please!” she pleaded.

“Not yet,” he told her, experiencing his own torment as his cock ached.

“Please,” again she pleaded.

“Please what? I think I’d like to hear you say it. Come on, Shauna, it’s your game. Say it.”

She held her breath. “Please, Sir, let me cum … please don’t stop, please, please.”

“Yes, my pet, yes,” he said, sucking her clit and winding his tongue around it like a snake. He didn’t stop. He lapped at her vigorously. He wanted her to cum. He wanted to feel the tiny little contractions on his tongue as her body rose from the bed. Her hands tightened on his head, and her hips rose.

“Oh, fuck,” she screamed.

Her entire body went into her orgasm, stiffening then going limp. He could hear the beating of her heart. He didn’t give her body a minute to calm down before he rammed his cock deep into her. He labored long as he let his orgasm take hold of him. Sweat broke out on his body as he pushed his dick into her.   Finally letting go, he came, savoring the intense contractions as he let his cum fill her.

He lost track of reality for a split second as his orgasm took control of his body. He’d always enjoyed sex and the final release, but since he’d been with Shauna, he craved fucking. Sometimes it was all he could think about. She was all he could think about.

He allowed his body to come down from the intense pleasure he’d just experience. Her hands held him tight. Her breathing matched his.

“Good, baby?” he asked.

She nodded her head against his chest. “Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

“Aww, fuck, Shauna, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever heard anyone say to me.”

“There’s more,” she whispered.

“More?” he asked.

“Yes, more. I’m in love with you, the kind of love I’ve always dreamt of.”

He took a long breath. He’d never considered love. Right! Who the fuck was he kidding? She was the single most important person in his life. He’d kill for her. He’d do just about anything he could for her. He wanted to own her. Love her? Loving her simply wasn’t enough. But his answer to her confession would keep her guessing. It was his nature to torture her, to ask her to beg him for an answer. It’s what made him happy. It’s what made her happy.

He kissed her long and deep. She crept down his body and sucked his flaccid cock into her mouth. Now she’d take her time getting him hard and making him cum. He’d make her wait for his testimony of love. He’d make her earn it.

The night was young, and he’d never needed anyone the way he needed her. Tomorrow they’d take in the sights in Reno; visit a few casinos, laugh, and have fun.  They’d find a great place to eat dinner, and then they’d come back to their hotel to make love.

She talked of vanilla lovemaking, and he had to raise an eyebrow. “Dominic, it’s the kind of lovemaking you’ve been doing for twenty years. You know, straight … no kink at all. Actually boring. But for us it will be a change.”

Vanilla. So there was a name for lovemaking that required no tying up, spanking or any other playthings. He learned something new every day.

His hands went to her hair and let out a small chuckle. “Get that damn wig off. The next time I fuck you I want my redhead back.”

She broke into giggles. “Yes, Sir,” she said, snuggling into his arms.