Reclaiming Rebecca (Whiskey and Roses #1)

Chapter One

Julio entered the condo in Corpus Christi, Texas, rented under an assumed name. He took out the food from the restaurant across the street. Glancing at his watch, he placed the containers in the oven and waited for Rebecca to show.

Hoping the water washed away the shit day, he stepped inside and scrubbed himself clean.

His mind shifted to better things, or rather, someone.

Rebecca Rhodes drifted into his thoughts.

While the FBI employed him, she worked for the CIA.

Since Leo Armstrong, the team leader of Serenity Securities, brought them together three years ago to work on trafficking cases, their friendship blossomed into something more.

They kept their secret from the agencies and their friends. Julio hated it, but if either agency caught wind, their ability to work together would be terminated. Rebecca complimented his work style better than any partner the FBI assigned him.

Drying off, he put on fresh clothes and returned to the kitchen to pull out the food. Before he opened the oven, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, and the jasmine scent of her perfume drifted to his nose.

“You’re getting smooth. I see Shadow taught you a few tricks when you visited Serenity,” Julio said, chuckling when her arms wrapped around his waist. He turned to hold Rebecca, their lips met, and her hand roamed to the back of his head, pulling him close.

When they parted, she smiled softly and murmured, “I’ve missed you. Leo and his team gathered a ton of information. Rahimi’s connections lead to the U.S. We discovered a senator and a congressman in the same circle.”

“No talking business,” he chided. “We have all evening to delve into the case.” His hands stroked down her back and over her bottom.

“I’m not hungry for food,” she said, gazing into his eyes.

Julio agreed wholeheartedly as he picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he made his way to the bedroom. Setting her on the bed, his hand drifted to the tight bun at the nape of her neck and pulled out the pins.

“I love you,” he whispered as her hair tumbled around her shoulders.

“Love you more,” she replied, unbuttoning his shirt.

He cradled Rebecca’s head, giving her all his attention. Julio loved her long, blonde hair, and her deep blue eyes, resembling the ocean.

Rebecca glided his dress shirt down his arms while her fingers traced his muscled biceps. When the shirt hit the floor, he tugged her top over her head, making her giggle.

“You know it has buttons, right?” she teased.

“I never know what you’re concealing under there. I must conduct a thorough strip search,” he told her, his voice deepening.

“I believe I outrank you. I get to go first,” she demanded, tugging at his belt buckle.

Julio chuckled. “Didn’t we settle this last time? The CIA doesn’t outrank the FBI,” he admonished. “Here I thought we worked as partners.”

Her little button nose scrunched as she smiled.

“The CIA will always be better than the FBI,” she teased.

“Come on, do you only want to cover domestic ground in your position? Or would you rather try something more international with me? It’ll take longer to get there, and there are lots of fun things to keep you occupied,” she said as her fingers worked the button of his jeans.

She knelt and assisted in taking them off.

Her fingers lingered on the waistband of his underwear and her tongue swiped her bottom lip in anticipation.

She lowered them slowly, staring at his cock.

It warmed her to the core and stiffened under her hungry gaze.

“I see you have your weapon locked and loaded,” she murmured as her tongue swiped the tip, making him moan and twist her long blonde locks in his fist.

“One of these days, you’ll be the death of me,” he said breathily as she covered him with her warm mouth. Her tongue glided along his shaft, making his eyes close with the pleasure she gave him. “You’re not playing fair,” he warned.

“Who said love must be fair? I haven’t seen you in a week and I missed you,” she said, gently stroking him and licking him like her favorite dessert.

“I’ve missed you, too. I didn’t think you’d ever get here,” he said, hauling her to her feet. “If I didn’t love your hands on me so much, I’d handcuff you for attacking me. It’s against the law to use force against a government agent.”

“You can use the cuffs later,” she told him as she kissed him. His tongue sought hers eagerly as the heat between them grew.

Julio kissed her shoulder and slightly nipped it as his hands expertly unclasped her lacy blue bra and slid it off her curvy breasts.

“Do you always wear sexy lingerie under your work clothes?” he asked as he slid her pants over her bottom.

“Only when I plan on seducing my suspect,” she admitted.

“Then, I’d better be your only suspect,” he growled against her ear, making her laugh.

“As far as I know, someone broke into my apartment last week, woke me from a sound sleep and gave me multiple orgasms,” she confessed, running her hands down his back and over his backside. “It’s only fair I interrogate you to make sure you’re the correct one.”

“Then less talking and more inspecting,” he demanded. “Did the suspect leave any incriminating evidence?”

“Only a white creamy substance, but it disappeared,” she blinked at him innocently.

“You’ll need a warrant before I give you that evidence,” he said firmly.

“You know how much I hate red tape,” she said, sticking out her bottom lip into a pout. “Can’t we come to some agreement? Before we do, I’ll need to frisk you.”

Julio chuckled. “I’ll go first. You’ve already got me naked. I have no idea what you might be hiding in those satin panties.”

“I’m all about cooperation. I’ll show you mine since I’ve seen yours.”

Julio kissed her nose playfully before assisting her out of her sexy underwear. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he rose. She backed Julio to the edge of the bed and pushed him. His arm snaked around her as he went down, taking her with him.

She giggled as her lips met his. Her hand stroked the stubble along his jaw as they gazed into each other’s eyes.

He pulled her hair to one side and stroked her back, sending shivers down her body.

“Are you cold?” he asked gently.

“No. You warm me from my head to my toes,” she said, her eyes sparkling.

Her head bent as she licked his nipple and softly raked her nails through his chest hair.

“I see we’re not playing fair,” he moaned as she rolled his nipple between her two fingers and sucked the other one.

“I’m playing for keeps,” she said, lowering her body to his midsection, pressing tiny kisses along his abs.

“You already have me,” Julio assured her. “We need to figure out logistics.”

Rebecca ignored him, refusing to discuss the distance between his home in Texas and her apartment in New York. Her mouth covered him again and he closed his eyes, letting the delicious sensation of her tongue glide along his cock.

He gripped her hair, marveling at the shine in the moonlight coming from his window.

“Stop,” he pleaded as the pressure slowly built in his balls. “I want you, Rebecca.

She stopped sucking and slowly savored him as she rose. Her tongue swiped along the tip and she kissed it. Her cheeky grin amused him as she climbed up his body.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he tried to roll her over. Her knees locked down, refusing to let him flip her over.

“I’m saving a horse,” she said, positioning herself over him. Rebecca slid down and closed her eyes.

Julio cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against the hardened nipples. He pulled her closer to take one in his mouth while he gently tugged the other.

“Ohhh,” she moaned breathily.

His hands rested on her hips as he moved her body up and down. Her tongue melded with his as she slid back down his rod. The heat built between them. Rebecca’s face glistened with sweat as he brought her to the edge and took her away, making her work for it.

Groaning, she sent him a pleading glance.

“You’re the one who wanted to save a horse. I’m a cowboy at heart and you know how I love to ride.”

“Damn it, Julio, if you don’t let me come, I’m taking my gun out and shooting you,” she said, breathing heavily. Her flushed cheeks and spark of frustration made her appear even more beautiful.

He gripped her harder, giving her all of him and changing the pace. Rebecca clenched against his dick, making him groan.

“I’ll fill you, Becca,” he gritted out as he neared the edge.

“Please,’ she begged. “Please.”

Julio shoved her down harder and her head tilted back as she tightened around him.

“Come for me, Becca,” he begged, losing control between watching her and the feel of her body against his.

Her mouth parted and her eyes darkened as she stiffened above him.

“That’s my girl,” he said as he rolled her over and pumped inside of her, his orgasm hitting him like a brick. His movements slowed as she brought him back down to earth by stroking his jaw and kissing it.

He leaned down and captured her mouth in a slow deep kiss. Rolling to his side, he pulled her close, as they cuddled and basked in the glow of their aftermath.

“Can you stay the night?” he asked, stroking her long locks.

“If you’re willing to feed me and let me interrogate you again, I might consider it,” she teased.

Shifting her, he grabbed the towel from the nightstand and cleaned between her legs. “Are you getting rid of my evidence?” she murmured. “I like feeling you inside me.”

Julio growled. “I like marking you as mine,” he said, pulling her close.

Left exhausted and panting, she sprawled across his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

“What’s on your mind?” he asked when she remained unusually quiet.

‘There’s some chatter about Rahimi returning to the states after he escaped. I have Agent Harrison monitoring the situation. I’m debating moving Avie Rahimi and her son,” she informed him. “Matthew keeps getting closer to her location despite my attempts to divert him.”