Chapter 22
If you don’t tell your woman that she’s beautiful, a random artificial intelligence guy on social media will.
— Dima to Shasha
DIMA
“ Sir ,” I heard said carefully. “ Semyonov’s wife is here, and she’s mad.”
My brows rose.
Wife .
I liked that word.
“ I don’t really care,” Chester said as he crossed his arms over his chest. “ And she’s not his wife. She’s his girlfriend.”
“ Regardless of her name and title, she’s very mad. And the lawyer not being allowed in the room isn’t helping that,” the young FBI agent stated.
I was fairly sure that he was new, or he wouldn’t have questioned ‘ Special Agent Chester Brown .’
The special agent narrowed his eyes and said, “ Get out, Crew .”
Crew shook his head and said, “ I’m not going down for this. You come out here and deal with this, or I’m going above your head.”
Wow , the balls on young Crew .
I liked him already.
Chester cursed and pushed away from the table.
We’d been sitting here for two hours now. He’d been asking questions, and I’d been declining to answer without my lawyer present.
It was a vicious cycle that was spiraling down into the toilet the longer that I sat there.
I knew that it was getting about the time that Keely was about to start worrying about me, and I didn’t like the idea of her worrying.
I liked even less that she was here and losing her shit when I couldn’t comfort her because I was being illegally detained.
Crew allowed Chester to pass, then he walked up to me and got rid of the cuffs that were locking me to the table.
I nodded at him in thanks and said, “ I could really use a restroom.”
Crew jerked his head to follow him, and I did.
He allowed me to use the restroom, and politely waited outside for me to finish.
When I was done, I said, “ Can I go now?”
Crew looked torn.
“ I’m really not interested in getting in trouble for this fucking shit storm,” he replied. “ Go find your lawyer and girlfriend. Or whatever she is. I’m calling my boss’s boss.”
Before I could move away from him, he pulled out his phone, dialed a number, then placed it to his ear.
“ Yeah , Hawkins ,” he said. “ We have a situation here.”
I left, heading for the screaming that was happening.
Crew was right. Keely was losing her shit.
“ Ma’am ,” Chester snarled.
“ You were following me around like a goddamn creep, asshole!” she cried out. “ What did you expect him to do? Be okay with it? Have you not heard about that woman that was just abducted and killed? I’m sorry for being scared and allowing him to feed off my fear. But you should’ve known better. Women are scared, asshole! We can’t defend ourselves against y’all. Of course we’re going to freak out. It was my goddamn right to call my man and tell him to come help me! And excuse the fuck out of him for telling you that you’re a creep!”
Chester started to talk again, but she saw me over his shoulder and started running my way.
I caught her and pulled her into my arms, inhaling deeply, all the while narrowing my eyes on Chester .
“ What are you doing out of that room?”
“ Is he arrested, Special Agent Brown ?” my lawyer asked.
“ I …”
“ No .” A man came around the back hallway where I’d just come from and said, “ You are free to go, Mr . Semyonov .”
“ But Evador …” Chester started, but the Evador dude held up his hand and said, “ You are hereby removed from this case.”
“ What ?” he snapped.
“ Removed . From . This . Case ,” he repeated himself. “ We do not condone your actions of today, or even the last couple of weeks. Furthermore , you are being put on leave for your actions with all those animals. Jesus , you’ve really created a huge mess that we now have to clean up. Just because you have a badge, doesn’t give you the right to treat US citizens like this. Especially war heroes, Brown ,” Evador said. “ Oh , and by the way, seventy-two of the cats have been found dumped in a field according to local law enforcement.” He narrowed his eyes. “ Even worse, that was the same field that a shot was taken that killed a senator on that same night. Do you happen to have any information about that, since you were there?”
An inward smirk lit my chest.
“ What ?” Chester gasped. “ No !”
The big boss looked at me and said, “ You’re free to go. I sincerely apologize for the actions taken by this agent today. He is being put on administrative leave effective immediately and won’t be working any cases anytime soon.”
I nodded and caught Keely’s hand in mine.
When she passed Chester , she said, “ I hope you die.”
“ That was a threat!” Chester said. “ Against an officer of the law!”
“ Fuck you,” she returned. “ It wasn’t a threat, it was a hopeful thought. There’s a big difference, since I’m not going to be doing any murdering anytime soon.”
“ Ma’am .” Malone Canadew snickered. “ As your lawyer as well, I’m going to have to say that you can’t make comments like that. Even if they’re warranted.”
Keely huffed and squeezed into my side.
I looped an arm around her and we had to do an awkward shimmy through the door since she’d refused to let go of me when we got there.
When we got outside, far enough away from the FBI offices, Malone turned to me and said, “ As much as I’d like to say that is finished, I don’t think it is. Special Agent Brown has a lot of commendations under his belt, and he’ll probably only receive a slap on the wrist and get sent back into the field. Maybe not on your case, but he’ll be paying attention to it, I’m sure. Just be careful, because he’ll be vengeful and retaliate. I know his type, and let’s just say that he’s not going to give this one up easily.”
I agreed.
“ What do you suggest that we do?” Keely asked. “ Lay low for a bit?”
“ Actually , I’d suggest getting out of town for a while,” she said. “ Let this die down a little bit. Shasha’s got his ear to the ground regarding this anyway, and we really need to figure out why they’re targeting you in particular when this is really about Shasha anyway.”
“ He sees me as the weak link,” I replied. “ And Keely , when he first started watching her, was another link that he guessed to be weak. Keely was connected to my sister at first, and Milena , Brecken , Maven and Nastya are his weak links. If anything happened to them, Shasha would lose his shit.”
“ Same for you, Dima .” Malone rolled her eyes. “ You should’ve seen the fit he threw on the phone with me when he called after you’d told him you were being arrested.”
I grinned. “ My brother’s a little overprotective.”
“ Your brother is protecting a psycho.” She looked at me. “ I don’t want to know anything you do from here on. If it’s illegal, don’t get caught.”
With that, she left, leaving me with Keely .
I grinned and turned, pulling her to the front of my body and saying, “ What are you wearing?”
She sighed. “ This is my power suit. I look like a badass at the office.”
“ You’d look like a badass.” I paused. “ If you were about six inches taller. You look like you went to play dress up in your mother’s closet.”
I snickered at her expression.
“ Hey !”
“ I’m not trying to burst your bubble, but you look ridiculous.” I laughed.
She sighed. “ I know. But it’s expected.”
“ You’re the boss, darling,” I teased as I bent down and pressed a kiss to the side of her throat. “ Wear what you want.”
“ Right now,” she batted her eyes at me. “ I’m not really interested in wearing anything.”
I grinned and pulled away, my jeans suddenly very snug.
“ You know one of the benefits of a power suit?” she asked.
“ No , what?” I asked.
“ They slide up your legs really easily.” She bit her lip, her green eyes shimmering. “ And there’s an alley right there that…”
I lifted her up into my arms and went deeper into the alley that was to our back.
It was small, only large enough to fit a couple of trash cans on the sides of multiple doors.
I moved until we were at the back of the alley, the farthest away from the opening as I could be, and twisted until my body was to the opening, and her back was to the chain link that separated one alley from the next.
“ What are you…” she gasped when I dropped down to my knees in front of her.
“ The ground is so gross…” She trailed off again when I shoved her ugly skirt up her hips.
The womanly flare of them was enough to hold the skirt in place as I caught her panties on either side of her hips and yanked.
The panties practically disintegrated, and I had to laugh at her outraged gasp. “ Dima ! Those are thirty-dollar panties!”
“ I’ll buy you more,” I growled as I caught one of her legs behind her knee and slowly bent it.
She went with it, and then groaned when I threw that leg over my shoulder.
“ This is insane,” she laughed.
“ This is exactly what you wanted, and you know it,” I teased as I took my first lick of her cunt.
“ Holy shit,” she breathed, her fingers going to my hair and digging in.
I raised one hand, the other one on her hip to help keep her steady since she was wearing heels, and spread her pussy lips wide, allowing me unencumbered access to her clit and entrance.
“ Fuck ,” she said when I circled her clit with my tongue. “ You always know just how to get me going, Dima .”
“ That’s because I was made for you,” I breathed against her pussy, blowing on it. “ I …”
I stopped abruptly and had my gun in my hand in the next second, aiming it at the door that’d just opened.
The warehouse he’d come out of must’ve been abandoned because the man was homeless and looked it.
“ Find another exit,” I snarled, glad that Keely’s leg was over my shoulder, blocking the man’s view.
Keely’s fingers dug into my hair hard.
“ I …there’s not another exit,” he stuttered.
“ Then give me twenty minutes.” I narrowed my eyes.
The man backed into the building and closed the door, and I knew that he’d be waiting on the other side to listen to every single sound we made in the next twenty minutes.
“ Jesus , I’m insane for wanting this, and thinking this is hot as hell.” She pulled my face back against her. “ Get back to work, Dima .”
I got back to work, sucking, licking, and teasing.
Eventually I added two fingers into her tight pussy, then three.
And just when she was on the verge of coming, and letting me know that she was close by practically crying it out over and over, I stopped and stood.
“ What ?” she cried out in outrage.
I lowered my zipper, managed to wrestle my dick out of the opening, and picked her up.
Then I lowered her down on my cock and started to fuck her, hard and fast.
She came within three strokes.
I didn’t give her time to recover as I continued to fuck her endlessly.
Since I was doing this with my strength alone, freestanding in the middle of the alley, I was able to turn my back to the door that I’d noticed peek back open.
The homeless man looking for a free show.
I allowed it, but kept my gun in my hand, and my awareness split between the door, the mouth of the alley, and my woman.
That was what got me.
I wasn’t aware of how close I was until I felt my balls draw up in response to my impending orgasm.
“ Fuck ,” I breathed. “ I hope you’re close, because I’m about to come.”
“ I’m right there,” she bent forward and bit my lip.
I don’t know what she was thinking, but my ‘close’ went to ‘fuckin’ gone’ before she’d pulled away.
A little pain with my pleasure was exactly what I’d needed to send me over the edge.
A droplet of blood ran down my chin from the bite at my lip, and I slammed my mouth down on hers and pulled her into me tight.
She cried out moments later, her cunt seizing my cock like it wanted to absorb it into her body forever.
She pulled away with a gasp, my blood smeared onto her chin and lips, and threw her head back.
I poured my seed into her in hard, fast pulses, my eyes crossing.
But I kept them open to keep an eye on everything despite the almost desperate need to allow them to close.
“ God ,” she breathed. “ What the hell was that?”
We came to a standstill, our hearts hammering and our lungs pulling in gulps of air like we’d just sprinted for our life.
“ I don’t know,” I admitted. “ But I’m down for it.”
Using the torn panties that were still in my hand, I wrapped it around my cock and pulled out of her, replacing my cock with her panties as I did to keep the majority of my come from leaking out of her.
We had to catch a ride to my bike, and that meant public transportation.
Where I wouldn’t mind our juices soaking my own bike seat, no way I would want them soaking some random stranger’s.
Pulling her skirt down after she’d trapped the cloth between her pussy lips, she said, “ Your bike’s parked in another alley just down the road. Copper drove it over for me. Hope that’s okay.”
“ It’s more than okay,” I said, grinning. “ Now I don’t think you need this.”
She squeaked when I gently removed the panties from between her thighs that she was squeezing together.
Our combined juices soaked the lace, but I shoved it into my pocket anyway.
“ Let’s go.”
When we peeled out of the alley, I’d tucked my gun back into my holster at my back.
The one thing that the FBI agents hadn’t done in their haste to get me to the station was check me for weapons since they’d seen me hand off my cell phone, keys and wallet to the lawyer’s dad. Amateur mistake on their end. Like , what kind of law enforcement official wouldn’t check that?
I hadn’t enlightened them, either.
When we got to the bike, I straddled it, then held out my hand for her.
“ You ready to ride?” I asked.
“ Oh , yeah.” She grinned as she threw her leg over the bike.
I didn’t miss the way her pussy shined with our releases as she threw her leg over, either.
“ You should really burn this suit,” I said as I handed her my helmet.
She put it on without complaint, then wrapped herself around me like a backpack.
I started the bike and headed out, slowly because I just knew the FBI agents were itching for a reason to have me there legitimately.
I didn’t miss the way Cheesy Chester stomped out of the building, either, as I passed.
He narrowed his eyes, and I noticed that he no longer had a badge or a gun on his hip.
Grinning at him, and knowing it was going to piss him off, I blew him a kiss.
The woman that now owned every tainted piece of me flipped him off as she passed.
I was laughing my ass off as we finally sped out of the area and to 635.
I was a patient rider with the woman of my dreams on the back of my bike, but when she tapped me on the shoulder and yelled in my ear to ‘go!’ I grinned and went, weaving in and out of the bumper-to-bumper traffic.
It was fast and quick, and Keely tightened her arms and legs around me so tight that it was hard to breathe.
When we finally made it to the express lane, I gunned it, causing her to squeal into my ear.
I didn’t go too fast.
Just fast enough that she felt like she was flying.
I wouldn’t endanger her in that way.
What I did do was overcome three slow ass drivers that were going sixty-five in a seventy-five on the goddamn express lane, though.
Jesus , what was the fuckin’ point of getting on the express lane if you weren’t even going to go the recommended speed limit?
Keely flipped those motherfuckers off, too.
Seriously , go the goddamn speed limit.
Was it that hard of an ask?
By the time we made it back to my place, my heart was exhilarated and that familiar pang of need was once again coursing through my blood.
I hit the garage door opener I kept in my saddle bags, then waited impatiently while Keely’s hands roved over the length of my chest.
When they made their way underneath my shirt as I pulled inside and shut the bike off, I hit the garage door opener again to close it, then reached around and pulled my little backpack to the front.
She squealed with the move, then threw her head back and laughed as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
I reached down and pulled her helmet off her head, then felt another zap of anticipation course through me at the sight of her shaking her hair out.
“ Here ?” she asked, eyes twinkling.
“ Now ,” I confirmed.
Then I fucked her on my bike, using the power in my thighs to keep both the bike and us aloft.
It was probably the third hottest place we’d ever had sex, and I knew that I’d never look at my bike the same again.