Chasing Justice (Gay Detective Romance Novella) (10 page)

Eddie’s dick was semi-hard already. It was a little longer than average, and not as thick as Luke’s, but for some reason all Luke could think about was wrapping his lips around it.

Luke grabbed the bottom edge of Eddie’s tank top and effortlessly lifted it over his head. He had to wait until Eddie unlaced and took off his scuffed work boots, and then they stood side by side in the bright bathroom. Luke pulled him close, so that their naked bodies pressed against each other, and Luke could feel Eddie’s cock touching his. He gripped Eddie’s ass cheeks in his hands and massaged them. Eddie let out a sound of pleasure.

“Are you sure you’ve never done this before?” Eddie asked. “Because for a straight guy you know exactly where to put your hands.”

“I want to know what it feels like,” Luke whispered to him, his mouth near Eddie’s ear. “I want to touch you, kiss you. I want to know what it’s like to have your cock in my mouth.”

“Luke—”

“If you’re going to try to dissuade me again, don’t bother. I’ve done the same thing for twenty-two years. Now let me explore.”

“
Fuck
, baby, anything you want,” Eddie grinned, taking his dick in his hand. He leaned back against the vanity. “Come taste me.”

Luke kneeled down on the soft, memory foam rug and took Eddie into his mouth. He sucked greedily at him, licking and teasing with his tongue, gripping Eddie’s balls and pulling Eddie farther back into his throat. As he slid him out of his mouth he lapped at the underside of the shaft with soft strokes of his tongue. Eddie’s gasps and moans echoed around the bathroom, and it reminded Luke of the sounds they heard while confined in the stall at the club.

“Let’s finish this in the shower,” Eddie was able to get out, his voice wavering. “Hurry.”

The mists of steam parted as they entered. Luke pulled the glass shower door closed behind them, and Eddie wasted no time by grabbing Luke by his shoulders and kissing him. The warm water poured over both of their faces as their mouths and tongues connected. Luke cast everything that was weighing him down out of his mind—the divorce, Kathy, the job, Thayer—and simply reveled in the sensation of having another human being pressed against him. He was lost in it, letting his apprehensions and worries about having sex with another man go as easily as the water circled the drain.

Then Eddie turned away from him and faced the opposite wall of the shower. He braced one hand against the tiles and reached behind him for Luke’s cock, which was hard and twitching.

He guided Luke’s cock to the crease of his ass. “I need you, Luke,” Eddie said. “Oh fuck, I need you
right now
.”

Eddie adjusted his stance and spread his legs a little farther apart. He still held Luke’s cock in his hand, and when he had gotten the angle right, eased back slightly onto it.

Luke twitched and sunk himself deep into Eddie with a slight exhale of breath. The steam and the sensation of burying his cock into a tight, hot hole made his head spin. He was almost overcome by the sheer excitement of what he was doing, and had to concentrate on the man in front of him. Eddie had placed both of his hands against the tile to support himself. Luke wrapped one arm under Eddie’s stomach, and with the other he reached for Eddie’s damp curls that were lying limp around his shoulders.

Threading his fingers through the blond hair, Luke yanked Eddie’s head back at the same time he thrust his hips forward, pressing his cock deeper into Eddie. Eddie sucked air through his teeth and let out a shuddery sigh.

“Yeah, like that,” Eddie moaned. “Harder.”

Luke shifted and bent his knees slightly, so now his stroke was coming from lower and he could put his weight behind it. The moment he did so Eddie made a sound so pleasurable that Luke thought he was going to cum before they’d even had time to get very far. Thrusting harder now, Luke sped up the pace and pushed himself as deep as he could inside Eddie. His grunting, Eddie’s gasps, the running water, and his thighs smacking Eddie’s ass were the only sounds that could be heard. He rocked his hips against the man under him, drawing his cock almost entirely out before ramming himself back in again with heavy, deep strokes. Eddie’s face was crushed against the tile as he willingly took the pounding Luke was giving him. He was struggling to hold himself upright as Luke’s efforts became more and more strenuous.

“Oh m-my God,” Eddie mumbled. “Fuck, Luke! Yeah, oh God—”

Luke could feel the release building in him like an oncoming wave. His balls tightened and his stomach quivered.

“Going to…going to…” Luke was able say.

“I want you to cum inside me,” Eddie gasped. “
Please
. Give it to me, Luke. I want to feel it.”

He didn’t have to be quiet because the kids were asleep in the next room, he didn’t have to worry about getting Kathy pregnant again, and he definitely didn’t have to think about staining the bedsheets. All he had to do was focus on pleasure, for both himself and Eddie. It was a freedom he could get used to.

Luke was now pumping so fast that he had to put his arm against the shower wall to support himself. Eddie cried out each time Luke buried himself deeper and deeper, close to the edge of losing control. And then, with a shuddering groan he let loose, shooting his cum inside of Eddie with several hard thrusts.

Panting, he kissed the back of Eddie’s neck and let him step back from the tile. But he didn’t pull out. Instead, Luke reached around and grabbed Eddie’s straining cock. He fluttered his fingers up and down, gently at first, alternating with a firm, massaging grip. Eddie whimpered, and Luke slowly began to slide his cock in and out while he pumped Eddie’s dick at the same time.

“That feels
so good
,” Eddie purred. Water cascaded over his open mouth and chin, and Luke sucked at his lips when he kissed him. Eddie kissed him back, making low, barely audible sounds of pleasure every time Luke’s hand moved.

Luke matched the rhythm of his fucking with his pumping, so that Eddie could rock back and forth. Every time he pushed deep inside Eddie’s ass he would twist his wrist and give the tip of Eddie’s dick a firm squeeze. He continued like that for a few minutes, slow and steady, allowing Eddie to build up to his own orgasm.

Eddie’s breathing began to speed up, and he reached down to place his hand over Luke’s to guide how he wanted to be jerked off. Luke followed his lead, and eventually with a loud gasp Eddie shot a thick spray of cum across the shower wall. Eddie wobbled a little on his feet from the intensity of it, and Luke wrapped his arms around him to keep him upright.

Luke pulled his softening cock from Eddie and spun him around so he could kiss him again.

“We should get cleaned up,” Luke said, reaching for the body wash from a shelf inset into the shower wall. “The water’s starting to get cold.”

“Can you hold me for a minute longer? I’m not ready for this to end just yet,” Eddie said, his voice muffled by Luke’s chest.

Luke nodded, although he knew Eddie couldn’t see it. He held Eddie close and nuzzled him, allowing his nose to be tickled by the wet curls that were dancing around Eddie’s neck from the water.

“Are you sure you have to leave tonight?” Luke asked.

“Yeah,” Eddie answered, looking up at him. “Duty and all that.”

“Fuck duty. That bastard can wait until tomorrow.”

Eddie sighed deeply, and ran his hand over Luke’s chest. “You know that’s not going to happen.”

“I do.”

“Then let me take what I can get for now. I want to remember this until I get to see you again.”

Eddie met his eyes and smiled, then reached up to draw Luke into a lingering kiss.

Epilogue

Three Days Later

Luke
was in the middle of typing up his report about the Thayer case when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“While you were busy I got T.J. to talk,” Elizabeth said.

“No shit!” he said, surprised, swiveling his chair to face her. “Tell me everything.”

“I played the protective mother card and guilted him into it.”

“Did he really see it happen like my CI said?”

“He heard one of the crew’s lieutenants, Rolo, bad-mouthing Buddha and saying he wanted to take over the operation. Apparently he wasn’t happy with his cut. T.J. happened to be standing outside the bodega with Buddha when the hit went down. He was right next to him on the sidewalk.”

“Bad luck.”

“Yeah, especially when he told me Rolo had made quite a name for himself among the crew. T.J. was afraid.”

“That’s just what I thought,” Luke said. “I kind of feel sorry for the kid.”

“I dropped the narcotics charge from the heroin you found on him to get him to talk and agree to testify. Rolo has a sheet as long as my arm. Until the D.A. gets their ducks in a row, we’ll be sure to keep T.J. in protective custody.”

“Sounds like you got all your shit together,” Luke said, smiling at her. “You be sure to mark this one down with you closing the case as primary. I’m proud of you.”

She cocked an eyebrow. “You’re smiling at me.”

“Yeah?”

“You’re relaxed, not stressed…you haven’t looked this good in weeks. What’s going on?”

“We arrested Neils Thayer,” Luke said.

“Yeah, I heard, which is fantastic, don’t get me wrong…but there’s something else happening here.”

“I don’t know what you’re—”

“Oh my God, you got laid!”

“Beth!
Jesus
,” he glanced around to be sure Chase or O’Leary weren’t in earshot. “What the hell?”

“Try and deny it, Detective Everett. I
know
you. Now c’mon, give it up. What’s her name? Was it that woman you see walking her dog all the time? Or that lady who gives you the free bagel at the coffee cart on Eighteenth Street?”

“No…uh, neither,” Luke said, unsure of where to take the conversation.

How was he going to tell her he wasn’t sleeping with a woman at all? He had planned on telling her when the moment was right, but Beth was much better at reading people than he would ever be. She had a talent for knowing a suspect’s exact weakness and playing off of it. Now here he was being interrogated by one of the best detectives he knew.

“It better not be someone from the precinct,” she said, scowling at him. “Don’t tell me it’s a beat cop! Luke, you know the fraternization rules—”

“It’s not.”

“Then give me a name.”

Luke took a deep breath and then let it out slowly. “Eddie.”

“What, is that short for Edwina or something? Edna?”

“No, it’s short for Edward.”

“You…wait,
what
?”

“Specifically, Deputy U.S. Marshal Edward Brock.”

“That sexy guy I met in the
elevator
?” Beth practically squeaked. “The Marshal you partnered with to go after Thayer?”

“Yeah, the one who talked to you for five minutes and had you spilling your guts about me,” Luke grumped at her. “He knew I kissed you!”

“Well, he was flirting with me, being all charming and everything, and then…wait, wait a minute…” she said, shaking her head. “You’ve been sleeping with a
man
?”

“Only once so far,” he admitted.

“Is this some late-in-life coming out thing? You get separated from Kathy and decide to sow your oats?”

“I’m not sure what it is. It’s all kind of new.”

“Wow,” Beth breathed, sitting down in the chair next to him. “I…wow.”

“I know. You’re not freaked out?”

“Of the list of things that you possibly could have told me, that was definitely not on it. But no.”

Beth seemed stunned into silence, and they both sat there staring at each other, neither of them saying a word.

“Does he make you happy?” Beth eventually asked him.

Luke thought about it, and then smiled. “We haven’t known each other that long, but I think he might be able to.”

“Then you know I’ll support you no matter what,” Beth declared.

“Thanks, Bethy.”

“You know, when I said you would probably find someone cuter and blonder than me, I never thought you’d actually
do
it.”

She got up from her chair and then ruffled his hair affectionately.

“So…are we good?” Luke asked her.

She nodded. “Always.”

+ + + + +

“Luke? My office.”

Chase and O’Flanery snickered at each other when Luke got up from his desk.

“What’d you do now, Detective Cranky Pants?” Chase asked him.

“Did you punch some old lady?” O’Flanery laughed.

He shot them both a dirty look and followed Walton, shutting the door behind them.

“Captain?”

“Relax, Luke. Sit.”

Luke did as he was told and waited while Walton sat on the edge of his desk.

The captain held up a piece of pink paper.

“What’s that, a bill?” Luke asked, squinting at the handwriting.