Protecting You (The Boston irkpatricks #1) (8 page)

Chapter Twelve

Brendan

Joella was walking up the steps in front of me. I slapped her ass. I wanted to take her from behind right there. It was worth a shot. I put my arms around her and pulled her into me. Her ass was leaning against me. I moved her hair to the side, exposing her neck. I started kissing her there. She is so turned on.

“I need to take you right now.”

“You’re making it so hard to say no, but you don’t have any protection.”

“Don’t move.” She wasn’t saying no, right? I ran in my room and grabbed a few condoms from the stand. You would have thought I was running in a race.

“I’m back. Where were we?” I opened the condom and put it on. I’m ready to go. I leaned her back into me. I slid my finger inside of her. She was wet and ready.

“You want me
bahd!”

She was moaning as I stroked her clit. “Oh yeah, Brendan, I need you inside of me now!”

“How bahd?” I asked.

“Put it this way, if you don’t do it soon, I’m going to flip you over cop style and ride you.”

“That’s fucking
hawt
.” I took my boxers off and grabbed my dick in my hand.

“Lean forward and hold on to the stairs,” I said guiding her. I was about to give her rug burn from the treads. I teased her entrance with my tip. I rubbed it up and down. She’s going wild begging me to enter her.

“Are you ready for this?” I asked her.

“I want all of it. I want every inch buried deep inside of me.”

I am going to fuck her so hard she will be calling out my name for days. I pushed further inside of her while she was pushing her ass back against me so I would enter her deeper. At the same time, I was holding onto her tits as I was pounding her.

Joella feels amazing. I don’t want it to end. If we stay like this, I’m going to come very shortly. I pulled out of her. I want this experience to be great for her. I also want to tease her a little bit during the process.

“Climb up the steps!”

“You pulled out?” she asked.

“Oh, we’re not done. Not even close.”

I grabbed her at the top of the steps and kissed her. She backed up into the wall.

“Come over here!” she demanded.

Of course I obeyed.

“How wet are you?” I asked as I put my finger in her mouth. She sucked it, then I ran my finger down her chest, stomach and found her clit. I inserted my finger inside of her.

“Is that wet enough?” Joella asked me.

“I can make you drown.”

I lifted her up into my arms and carried her into my bedroom. I locked the door as promised and smiled to myself.

I threw her on the bed. She is so beautiful. As I look at her, I feel my body tighten. After I’m finished with her tonight, she will never want to leave this place.

“Sit down on the edge of the bed,” she commanded. “I want to make you feel good.”

Every guy dreams of getting a blow job, but I’m not sure if I want her to do it. I know she’s not like other woman and she truly wants me to feel good. I just don’t want her to think I don’t respect her and I’m treating her like a stripper, but on the other hand, she’s the one who wants to do it.

She knelt down in front of me and pushed my legs apart. She started licking my inner thighs. She wrapped her hands around my cock and began teasing my tip with her tongue. I was so turned on. I decided to talk to her to get her worked up while she did her thing.

“Awe
gawgeous
, that feels so good.”

She
slid her mouth slowly to the base of my dick and took it in her mouth. I am impressed. She pulled her lips back up like a suction cup and then slid them back down. The sensation was out of this world. She started going faster. Her head was now moving up and down.

“
Dahlin
, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come in your mouth.”

She was going even quicker and had her hand on my balls as she was sucking me off. I was beginning to feel the friction from her mouth on my cock. I felt the burning begin to come on. I was probably going to come in a few minutes. I need to stop her, but it feels so fucking good. I don’t want to come in her mouth. Well, I want to, but I can’t do it. When I finally release, it’s going to be epic. I have held it back so many times; my balls are probably black and blue. I put my hands in her hair and pushed her head down on me a couple times before I stopped her.

“Come here,” I said, as I pulled her on my lap. She wrapped her legs around my waist. I kissed her again. I grabbed my dick and positioned it to enter inside of her. I gripped her hips and lifted her up and down on top of my dick.

“I want you to fucking ride me.”

She was grinding back and forth. I could feel my cock starting to swell.

“Brendan, you’re so fucking hard.”

Her nails are digging in my back. She moved them to my hair and was gripping my head as she bounced up and down. My hands were gripped on her ass cheeks as I slid my finger in and out of her ass. She was like a wild maniac.

I never thought in a million years this
gawgeous
woman who saw me naked within seconds of meeting me would be riding me in my bedroom a few days later. I needed to make her mine.

I’m going to blast my seed inside of her. I just realized we are having unprotected sex. Oh shit, can she get pregnant? She doesn’t seem to mind. I feel so powerful right now. My feet and legs were starting to tingle. I can feel my dick filling up from pure excitement.

“Baby girl, I’m going to cum in you.”

“Give me whatever you got.”

I could feel her starting to pulsate around me. My cum started shooting inside of her and I couldn’t help but scream out loud. My body was being taken over by this hot woman.

“Ride my dick,” I grunted as I continued to fill her up.

“Oh, God, Brendan,” She screamed out.

We are both a sweaty sticky mess. I was still inside of her. Our breathing is labored.

“Come and lie with me,” I pulled the cover down off the pillows and got in the bed. I pulled her in next to me. I wrapped my arms around her.

“You’re sleeping with me tonight. I need you.”

“Trust me, I’m not going anywhere tonight,” she said.

“I’m hard again.”

“That quick? What are you superman?”

“Only if you’ll be my Lois Lane.”

“Of course,” she laughed.

“Can I show you my Kryptonite?” I had to go there.

“You’re cute, perv boy,” she said kissing my cheek.

“Boy! Come on, I’m a man.”

“Yes you are, Superman. Come and show me.”

“As you wish!”

Chapter Thirteen

Joella

I opened my eyes. Brendan was curled up next to me. I was lying on my side. He had his muscular arms wrapped around me. I felt so secure with him. Last night was great. We had sex five times. We finally fell asleep around four a.m. He was phenomenal and made me feel so relaxed. I was nervous at first because it’s been a while, but it was like riding a bike, you never forget.

I need coffee and a shower so bad and I also need to start working on this case. There is no way I can move without moving Brendan. I tried to wiggle out but he’s so strong. I could feel his cock pushing into me and I was starting to get horny.

“You like that,” he said to the back of my head.

“You know I do,” I replied.

“We need to go to the dealership this morning.”

“Uh, we will be there forever. I have work to do. I need to have some kind of update for Jeremy tomorrow.”

“Bring your laptop with you. I have a mobile hotspot. You’ll be fine.”

“Brendan?” I turned to him. “I don’t need a car.”

“You do. End of story.”

“You’re being unreasonable.”

“No car, no sex,” he said, like he was giving me a choice.

I busted out laughing. There was no way he was going to be able to go without sex. It was worth a tease.

“Okay, no sex.” You should see the look on his face.

“What?!”

“No sex,” I repeated.

“You can’t do that.”

“Didn’t you just give me an ultimatum?”

“I was kidding.”

“Oh okay. Hmmm, then no car. Pick one.”

“Joella, the car is for your safety.”

“What kind of car do you suppose I’ll be driving?”

“A Lexus.”

“What about a Honda?”

“Dancers drive nice cars because they make good money.”

“I’m in the wrong profession. Damn cops don’t make shit.”

“Well, I’d say so after the lap dance you gave me yesterday.”

“Jerk,” I said, tapping his arm lightly. “I’m going to get a shower.”

“I’ll join you.”

“We’ll never get to the dealership by ten.”

“Fine, go to your shower, I’ll go to mine.”

He kissed me on the cheek before I got out of the bed. He is absolutely great, but I have so many thoughts going through my head. He was hurt before. I was hurt. I have a whole life outside of this case. I also need to make things right with my family.

I opened my email and there was a message from the Fraternal Order of Police in Philadelphia. There was going to be a memorial service in two weeks for Roger. I don’t know if I can handle it, but I’m expected to be there. I can’t believe it will be five years already. I haven’t spoken to his family since the funeral. I was wrong on my part, but I just couldn’t deal with it. I couldn’t look into his mother’s face every day, so I stayed away. I need to think about my decision to go, further.

I picked out my clothes and took a quick shower. My mind is going in a million different directions. Why did this email have to come after my fantastic night with Brendan?

I towel dried my hair and put on a black t-shirt, shorts and black thong sandals. I pulled my hair up and applied lip gloss. I was ready to go. I just wanted to be casual today. I threw my laptop and accessories in my bag and exited the room.

Brendan was already downstairs waiting for me.

“You look pretty,” he said.

I gave him a quick smile and said “Thanks.” I think he could sense my mood because he asked if I was okay. I told him I was fine.

“I just wish I was working instead of buying a car.”

“Too bad,” he said, putting his arm around me. I tensed up. I’m not sure why. I know I want him, but I’m scared to get close. This thing with Brendan is moving way too quickly, and what was I thinking having unprotected sex with him? I acted so irresponsibly, which isn’t like me. He is a complete distraction and I’m afraid something bad will happen if I lose focus.

“Come on, Brendan. We have to go,” I said pulling away. He looked hurt but didn’t say anything. He grabbed my bag and led me out the door. He opened the car door and I got in. He tossed my laptop bag in the back seat and got in the driver’s side.

“Joella, it would have been better if you just turned me down instead of having sex with me, and then decide to be cold the next day.”

“What? I’m not being cold.”

He was totally pissed off.

“Well then, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I replied back.

“You know what? Fine! Talk to me when you’re ready,” he said pulling out of the parking spot.
Was he in a damn race? I needed to have a talk with him about us and I also needed to tell him about Billy.

“Brendan, we have a lot to talk about. Last night is definitely one of them.”

“What, do you regret it now?”

“It was great. I had a lot of fun, but things are going fast. I need to focus and we made an irresponsible mistake by not having protected sex. I know better than that.”

“What, I don’t?”

“I’m not saying that. What if I get pregnant? That would not be in my plan and I’m sure you have other things going on in your life and wouldn’t want that type of responsibility.”

“First of all, you don’t even know that. Secondly, don’t tell me what I would do. I’m not that kind of guy.”

“Look, I don’t want to talk about this.”

“Great,” he said slapping his hand on the steering wheel.
Can you say anger management? I’m just going to be silent the whole day, even tonight when I have to go back to the hooker hotel.

Brendan pulled into the lot and slammed his car door as he got out of his black Lexus. Is he planning on getting us matching cars? This is ridiculous. I got out of the car and followed him in. This was the first time he didn’t open the car door for me. Oh well.

I stood beside him carrying my laptop case and my purse on my shoulder. I listened as he spoke to the sales guy.

“I need a safe and reliable car for her,” he said, pointing his thumb at me like he was hitch hiking. Hmm. Now, I’m
a
her
. I think I’ll butt into this conversation.

“Excuse me. We’ll take the cheapest car you have.”

“Don’t listen to her. She doesn’t know cars like me. I want safe and reliable no matter what the cost.”

The sales guy was looking between both of us unsure of what move to make.

“Let’s just walk around and let me know if you see something,” he said, addressing both of us.

This poor man! It wasn’t his fault he got stuck with us. We followed him around for what felt like an hour as he and Brendan discussed cars. Obviously, Brendan knew a lot about them. I just stood there bored to death not saying anything. I was about to tell him I wanted to leave when he spotted the
car of … someone’s dreams. I don’t know if it was supposed to be mine or his. I’m thinking his because I am not into this. He picked out a white Lexus GX 460 SUV. It was really nice but it cost $55,000.

“Do you like it?” he asked me.

“It’s nice, but expensive,” I said, folding my arms across my chest.

“She’ll take it,” he said smiling to the sales guy. “I’m buying it for her.”

I rolled my eyes at him. He threw that last part in to aggravate me. I went to the waiting room. I turned on my laptop and entered my notes that I had put in my phone the night before. I glanced over and Brendan was still talking to the sales guy. He started walking over toward me. I had to act busy. He sat down next to me.

“Charles is getting the truck detailed and ready for us. I purchased all the added features.”

“Great.” I kept typing away on the computer.

“Why are you being a bitch?”

“I’m not. I’m tired and I’m confused.”

“What’s happened, has already happened. There’s nothing you can do about it.”

“It’s not that. I received an email from the Fraternal Order of Police. There’s going to be a memorial for Roger in two weeks. They invited me. I’m not sure if I want to go home. I haven’t seen his family in five years and my family in 2 years. It will be weird. Plus, I’m having sex with someone else. I don’t feel right.”

“Are you kidding me? It’s been five years. You can’t live your life alone forever.”

“Maybe I was meant to.”

“If that’s the case, then we would have never met.”

“I’m here for my job. Plus, what if I do get pregnant? I’m dishonoring him.”

“What the fuck? How is that possible? If I was him I would want you to move on.”

“That’s funny. You get mad if someone so much as says hi to me.”

“Just the club people.”

“Oh really?” I said, raising my eyebrow at him. “Let’s see.”

“You’re calling my bluff.”

“Uh huh.”

“How?”

“See that hot guy over there looking for a car. I’m gonna talk to him.”

“Go ahead. It doesn’t bother me.”

“Okay.”

I got up from my chair. Mind you, I have never done anything like this in my life. I needed to prove a point to him. I walked up to the guy and said, “That’s a nice car.”

“Yeah, it is.” He turned around and shook my hand. “I’m Leo.”

I was dying. His name was Leo like Leonardo
DiCaprio. This was going to be great torture.

“You’re beautiful,” Leo said.

“Why, thank you!”

“Isn’t that your husband over there?”

“Nah, he’s my brother,” I said pointing in Brendan’s direction and speaking loud enough for him to hear me.

Brendan’s face was turning different shades of red.

“Oh okay, Do you want to walk and talk?”

“I have to get back to my brother but it was nice talking to you.”

“Here’s my phone number maybe we can go out sometime.”

I entered his name and phone number into my cell and he took mine. I had no plans on calling him, but you never know.

“Talk to you soon,” he yelled out. I walked away.

Brendan was about to stand up.

“Sit down. What are you going to do? Punch him in a car dealership.”

“I can’t believe you exchanged numbers with him.”

“You said you weren’t jealous.”

“Okay, I am. You got me. Take his number out of your phone.”

“Who Leo? Didn’t he remind you of Leonardo DiCaprio?”

“No, not at all. I want his number out.”

“What are you gonna do?”

Before he could answer, Charles the sales guy walked up.

“Mr. Kirkpatrick, your car is ready. You just have to complete all the paperwork. Come to my office when you’re ready.”

‘Thanks,” he said to Charles.

He’s looking at me like I’m insane. I smirk back at him because I know I have won.

“What are you laughing at?”

“You.”

“Why?”

“Because I think you’re funny. I was thinking maybe I should go to the club myself tonight.”

“Hell no.”

“I need to figure shit out and you get in my way.”

“I don’t trust them with you there.”

“Brendan, I’m a cop. It’s my job for the millionth time.”

“What if I change your position to manager of the girls and take Billy off. I can say it’s because of complaints.”

“Um, I don’t want that job and the girls would be pissed.”

“Okay, I can make you assistant manager. This way Billy doesn’t suspect anything. This way you can socialize more and get more information.”

“So genius, are you going to say, remember the stripper I brought in last night yeah, she’s now my assistant manager.”

“Yep.”

I rolled my eyes at him. Leave it to a man to think he came up with a number one plan.

“Why don’t you just go fill out the paperwork so I can go home and work in peace.”

“Whatever,” he said walking away.

His ass was so fine, but I know I’m making the right decision by slowing this thing down between us. One of us is going to end up hurt. I sure as hell was not going to let it be me. Yeah, that’s not going to happen.

***

About two hours later, we made our way back home. I’m driving my new SUV, which is actually really nice. I still plan on leaving it when I move back to my apartment. This car is just a loan as far as I’m concerned.

I parked the car and waited for Brendan to park his car. We went into the house.

“I’m going to my room. Thanks for the car.”

“You’re welcome. Maybe we should talk,” he said.

“Okay, about what?”

“Us.”

“What about us? We had sex. It was great.”

“That’s all it was to you.”

“Brendan, we have to go slow. I can’t get involved.”