Love's Taming (The Love's Series) (27 page)

“No more, Rochelle. You gotta get that. No more Rocky and Stoney. It was a play that helped pass some time and set up cover. But that was it. You’re smart and you’re driven. You wanna go places in the DEA so you gotta learn to play the game. But no more talkin’ to Annie. No more bringin’ this shit to her doorstep.”

The beautiful woman across from him nodded as she gave a weak smile. “You’re right. I fucked up. I’m not sorry I got a chance to meet her, but I fucked up. It won’t happen again.”

Without saying another word, Shane got up from the booth and gave her a head nod before turning and walking out of the bar.

Rochelle sat for a minute more at the table before moving over to the bar to order another beer.

*     *     *

Lying in bed,
Shane waited for Annie to emerge from the bathroom. The tension of the day had drained away when he got home and saw the packing boxes neatly stacked in the corner of the living area.

Annie had explained that if they were moving in a week she wanted to be ready, so she had packed up her books, CDs, out-of-season clothes, and some kitchen items and had them in neatly labeled boxes. Just seeing them made the move to their own home seem that much more real. During dinner she let him explain what had happened when he met with Rochelle, and then after dinner they snuggled on the sofa with the pets for a while watching TV. Heading to the bathroom, she told him to get ready for bed and she would be out shortly.

So now he waited, keeping his eyes trained on the bathroom door. He didn’t have to wait long.

Annie walked out into the dim lighting of the bedroom wearing a smile on her face and little else. The sheer nightgown was fitted over her breasts, allowing the darkness of her nipples to be seen, before flowing down around her knees. She smoothed her hands down the gown looking nervous. “Do you like it? I’ve never had anything like this, but it was on sale so I just…”

“Come here, baby,” Shane ordered gently, his eyes taking in all of her beauty. Her copper hair glistening in the soft lamp light, porcelain skin with pink tinged cheeks, green eyes searching his for approval. His cock was already standing at full mast, its approval evident.

She walked over to her side of the bed, crawling toward him, glancing down at the tented covers at his lap. “So,” she said smiling, “You do approve.”

Shane grabbed her, rolling them over so that he was pressing her down into the mattress. Gently grinding his erection into her body he said, “Yeah, baby. I approve.” He took her mouth in a hard, wet kiss, delving his tongue deep as he breathed her in. Rolling so that she was on top, he slid his hands up the silky material until he was palming her breasts.

Annie threw her head back as the sparks ran from her nipples to her core. She began to rub her aching pussy on his dick, wanting to increase the sensation of friction that she knew would take her over the edge.

Her actions had him growling, “Love this nightie, baby, so I don’t want to tear it. But I need to get you the fuck out of it now!”

Annie grasped the bottom and pulled it over her head freeing her breasts, which went immediately into his greedy mouth. She ran her hands through his hair as he feasted on first one nipple and then the other.

He slid one hand down to her pussy feeling the moisture pooled there. “You’re soaked, baby. Fuckin’ soaked for me.”

She didn’t want to wait any longer so she lifted herself up, placing his cock directly at her opening. Holding his eyes, she seated herself to the hilt, feeling him fill her completely. Screaming his name, she began to ride him as hard as she could, desperate for the orgasm that she knew would rock her world.

“You shoulda let me take care of you first,” he said, watching her breasts bounce rhythmically as she moved up and down with the help of his hands on her hips.

“I couldn’t wait,” she panted.

Smiling at the most beautiful woman he had ever seen as she rode his cock telling him she couldn’t wait to be on his dick, he slid his finger to her clit. That was all it took and she was screaming his name again as her pussy walls clenched him tightly.
Jesus, best sight in the world. My woman screaming my name as she is coming.

As soon as she crashed down on his chest he rolled them again so that she was underneath him. Still seated inside of her he began to move in and out, her orgasm creating more moisture so that he slid easily.

He kissed her while thrusting until neither of them could tell where one ended and the other began. Feeling his release imminent, he ordered, “Come on baby, one more time.”

She knew she was close so she pinched her nipples as he continued to thrust hard and fast. The sensations exploded as she came again right as he grimaced and pounded the last few thrusts. He roared her name as he came deep inside of her, filling her with his seed as her small hands grabbed at his back.

Shane panted as he fell on top, barely aware that he was crushing her.
It just keeps getting’ better and better. I’ve never come like that before. Pure, fuckin’ sunshine.
The harshness of the past couple of years no longer invaded his thoughts, and never came to mind when he was with Annie. His mind was completely filled with just her.

She didn’t seem to mind being crushed as she kept her hands on his back, gently moving them between his shoulders and his ass. She felt him slide out of her body and roll to the side, but she hated losing that part of him.

He tucked her in tightly for a few minutes before getting up to get a warm washcloth to take care of her. As he walked back to bed, he scooped up the nightie from the floor, folding it gently on the dresser.

“That needs to make it to the new house, baby.”

“I don’t know why Shane. It didn’t stay on long enough to be appreciated,” she pretend pouted.

“Sunshine, that is proof of how much it was appreciated. The quicker it comes off, the more it was appreciated.”

Laughing, she rolled to him as he turned out the light. She cupped her hand around his strong jaw, peering into his blue eyes that shone in the light from the street corner. “I love you, Shane Douglas.”

Kissing her gently, he replied, “Love you too, Annie Donavan. Can’t wait to have a home with you, sunshine.”

Smiling, in each other’s arms, they fell asleep.

*     *     *

The sound of Shane’s
cell phone jarred them awake. He reached out and saw the display,
Matt.
“Yeah, man, what’s up?” he asked in a sleep-gravelly voice.

He was silent for a moment so Annie turned on the lamp on the night stand to see him more clearly. His face was hard. Angry. Her heart began to pound as she wondered what was happening.

“Fuck. Yeah, I’ll be there. I want someone on Annie immediately. Yeah, I know. Be there in about twenty minutes.”

“Shane?” she said softly. “What’s wrong?”

He looked at her and for the first time she saw fear in his eyes. “Rochelle. She’s dead.”

T
he last of
the furniture had been delivered and placed in the new home and all that remained was to unpack the boxes. The furniture they had been buying for the past month had been held by the stores and it was nice to see the house finally come together as they had planned.

Tony Alverez was outside of the house with Shane. Annie stood at the large window in the living room watching them as they talked while they looked at the house then pointed to the roof. Sighing she turned away walking back over to another box. She had tried to talk to Shane about Rochelle, but he gave her very little information. She knew that Rochelle had been killed, but he had not shared any details. Rochelle had been flown back to Texas where her parent’s lived, and given a full burial with honors. But other than that, Shane had shut her out of his feelings about Rochelle’s death.

He had Tony put someone on her so that she constantly felt as though she had a shadow. Right now, they were outside discussing the best security system for the house, leaving her inside to place family pictures on the mantel.

“You okay, baby?”

Startled, she turned around almost dropping the picture frame in her hand. “Jesus, you scared me!” Looking around, she asked, “Where’s Tony?”

“He’s got what he needs so he and his crew will be back tomorrow to get things set up.”

Nodding, she looked at him, desperate for him to talk about what he was feeling. “Are you hungry?”

“No, babe. We can order something in a little while. You don’t need to cook.”

Walking over to Shane, she put her hands gently on his chest. “Honey, I wish you’d talk to me. Please. I know you’re upset over Rochelle. I get that. She meant something to you and …”

“What are you talkin’ about?” he asked harshly, holding her hands still from rubbing on his chest.

“You. This closed off, not talking very much, brooding YOU. I know you cared about her and it’s okay if you need to talk about it. I get that you can’t be very happy now over our new house. I get that, Shane. But I’m not used to you closing me out. My untamed man will shout, curse, and get angry but at least I know what he’s thinking.” Her voice hitched as she tried to hold back her tears. “This man,” she moved her hand back to his chest, “I don’t know how to help.”

Shane dropped his head for a moment before lifting it back up to hers. Taking a deep breath, he clutched her hands to his.
She’s worried about me. Pure, fuckin’ sunshine.

“Baby, you got it wrong, but that’s on me ‘cause in tryin’ to protect you, I’ve kept you in the dark. And that’s got you mulling things over in your head and comin’ up with the wrong idea.”

“How can I know how to deal with this Shane if you don’t tell me? I didn’t know Rochelle, but she came to warn me and now she is dead. You’re exactly right if you think I’ve been mulling things over in my head.”

“I don’t want you to worry about anything, Annie. That’s my job.”

She looked at him incredulously. “You’re kidding, right? I’m supposed to just go about my job and this move and act like everything is normal because you’re going to worry about it all? Newsflash Shane, it doesn’t work that way. You worry therefore I worry!”

He lifted his hand to cup her face, rubbing his thumb over her cheeks. “I got this, baby.”

Annie just looked at him, not having an idea of what he meant. She allowed him to lead her to the new sofa and was pulled down onto his lap.

Wrapping his arms around her small frame, he tucked her in tightly, one hand stroking her back and the other hand cupping her head. “Baby, I’m sorry. I was shocked by Rochelle’s death, but my quietness on the subject wasn’t due to my grieving over a lost love. I can’t even say we were friends. We were both in a dark situation and took advantage of it. That was all. So I hate like hell that a fellow officer has fallen. And yes, I hate that a young woman was killed. But she knew the risks and knew what she was doin’. When I saw her, she admitted that she could have sent her intel to her contact or to me, but she broke cover when she went to the clinic. And she did that just so she could see you, meet you. She broke cover for somethin’ that didn’t matter. That was fucked. She risked her cover and she’s now put you back in the light. That doesn’t make me harsh, just real.”

Allowing his words to have a chance to slowly sink in, he continued to rub her back in silence. After a moment, she leaned up and looked into his eyes and he gently moved his fingers over her cheeks.

“So if you haven’t been grieving over someone, what has you brooding?”

“Baby, it’s you I am worried about. I wanna make sure you’re safe. I wanna make sure that nothin’ happens to you.”

She sat on his lap staring into the blue eyes that reached inside her, his love wrapping around her as tightly as his arms wrapped around her body.

“Sunshine, those family pictures you’re puttin’ up on the mantel – Baby, that’s what I want you thinkin’ about. Decorating in family. I don’t want you worryin’ about all this. That’s the man I am. I wanna take this away so you can focus on just being sunshine.”

Bringing both hands up to his face, she kissed him softly. “What bothers you, bothers me. What concerns you, concerns me. Shane, I can’t be sunshine if I am worried about you.”