Chapter 12
DEVON
The past week had been frustrating as fuck.
I’d never struggled with patience during a mission or case before, but everything was different with Mel in the crosshairs of a madman.
Especially since he’d been escalating day by day.
He’d gone from breaking into her apartment to rip apart her clothes and jack off on her bed to sending various death threats.
They ranged from letters that described every sick detail of what he wanted to do to her before taking her life to a decapitated animal that he’d left hanging from her door.
The guy needed to be caught before he hurt somebody, and it was pissing me the fuck off that he’d managed to evade us for so long.
I’d watched every second of video we had on him until I could barely see straight, and I still wouldn’t have been able to pick him out of a lineup.
I was going through everything one more time when my phone rang.
Whit’s name and number flashed on the screen as I swiped my finger against it to answer. “Tell me you’ve got good news.”
“I really wish I could.” A siren wailed in the background, getting louder by the second. “I also really wish we’d moved Mel’s car.”
I’d considered it but had ultimately decided that the possibility of him having a tracker on the vehicle and somehow connecting the car back to me wasn’t worth the risk. “What’d he do to it?”
“Splashed the outside with red paint, busted the driver’s side window, ripped up the seats, and jizzed all over pretty much everything.” I braced myself for the answer every time Whit had to make a call like this, but it never helped to keep my anger and frustration at bay.
“How in the hell did we not catch him?” I pounded my fist against the top of my desk. “To do all that, he would’ve had to be in the damn garage long enough that one of the guys watching the feed should’ve seen the motherfucker and called in the cavalry.”
“The team across the street got to the garage in under five minutes, but he was already gone.” A muffled male voice sounded in the background before Whit added, “I’ll call you back when I know more.”
As soon as he disconnected the call, I stalked through my condo in search of Mel.
The only upside to this shit show had been having her under my roof and in my bed.
I knew she was safe and sound somewhere in my place but seeing her with my own eyes was the only way for me to calm the fuck down.
But when I found her lying on my bed watching a show, I knew I needed more.
Quickly closing the distance between us, I took a deep breath to try to take the edge off before I took my anger out on her body.
Once I pulled myself together, I dropped onto the mattress and spread out next to her.
Her pretty green eyes were wide as they scanned down my body.
I’d pulled on a pair of athletic shorts earlier but hadn’t bothered with anything else, and the material was tented by the perpetual hard-on I’d developed since I’d met her.
“Well, hello there,” she murmured as she clicked the power button on the remote control before tossing it onto the bedside table.
“You didn’t have to turn off your show.” I captured her lips in a deep kiss, rolling on top of her to grind my hips against her center. “I could’ve watched it with you.”
Mel cradled my hips with her legs and dug her nails into my shoulders. “Yeah, but you looked as though you had a much better idea than watching television.”
“Something like this, maybe?” I shoved her leggings and panties down her legs and wedged my shoulders between her thighs. Inhaling deeply, I groaned, “Fuck, I’m so addicted to this pretty pussy. You smell as good as you taste.”
I licked up her slit before circling her clit.
She moaned and pressed her head back against the pillows.
I fucked her with my tongue until she was shuddering beneath me, quickly driving her over the edge as I pressed my cock into the mattress to keep myself from firing off prematurely.
While Mel came down from her release, I surged to my feet and freed my cock.
Before I could line the crown up with her drenched entrance, she wrapped her fingers around my wrist.
I looked up and found Mel biting her lip, her gaze locked on my hard-on. “I need you so fucking much, sweetheart.”
Even after all the things we’d done to each other, there was the tiniest bit of shyness in her eyes when she lifted her head. “I’m not saying you can’t have me, just that I’d like to suck you first.”
“You want to wrap those pretty lips around my dick?” When she nodded, I straightened and scooted on my knees to the end of the bed.
She flipped onto her stomach and crawled to me, pressing against the mattress when she got close enough to trail the tip of her tongue around the head of my cock.
I gently tapped her cheek with my free hand, and her eyes jerked up to look into my face. “Open up, sweetheart.”
Her lips parted, and I slowly fed my dick into her mouth. When she swirled her tongue around the underside, my thighs started to shake. I’d already been close to the edge, and her mouth felt like heaven. “Not sure how long I’m going to be able to hold out.”
My admission spurred her on, and she began to suck me in earnest, pulling me deep while hollowing out her cheeks. “Fuck, sweetheart. Do you think you can take me a little deeper?”
I was barely holding on to my control, but I wanted to boost the feminine satisfaction in her green orbs.
Even in the midst of the shit that had been going down, Mel had come further out of her shell each and every day we spent together, and I’d fallen hard for the woman she only showed to a chosen few.
I wrapped her hair around my fist after she nodded. “I need you to relax for me.”
She breathed through her nose and the suction of her mouth loosened enough for me to feed her another couple of inches until I bumped against the back of her throat.
She swallowed around my length, and my balls drew up tight against my body.
“I’m not going to last much longer, sweetheart.
If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, then you’d better pull back. ”
Her nails dug into my ass cheeks, and I almost blew my load. But then she released my cock and licked her lips. “Maybe next time.”
“I’m damn sure going to take you up on that offer.
” I flipped her around and onto her back, kneeling between her legs.
Gliding my fingers through her wetness, I groaned in relief to find her more drenched than she’d been before she started to suck me off.
“Especially now that I know how much giving me a blow job turns you on.”
Gripping her hips to pull her toward me as I thrust forward, I sank deep with one powerful thrust. I’d taken her bare every time we’d had sex, and the sensation of her pussy wrapped around my cock without anything between us just kept getting better.
I knew we were playing with fire since she wasn’t on birth control, but the thought of getting her pregnant only turned me on more.
I’d never thought about being a father before I met Mel, but it was so easy to picture our future together.
“Oh, Devon. Yes,” she gasped, wrapping her arms around my neck to pull me down for a kiss.
When I lifted my head again, I ripped her shirt off and bent forward to suck on one of her nipples.
She bucked against me in unison with my thrusts until I felt her inner walls clamp down hard before she screamed my name.
I followed her over the edge, filling her pussy with my come until our combined releases dripped down her thighs.
When she stopped shuddering, I pulled out of her and dropped onto the mattress.
Rolling onto my back, I tugged Mel onto my chest. I felt her lips curve into a smile while she listened to the thundering of my heart.
The moment was perfect...until our peace was interrupted by the ringing of my cell phone.
I reluctantly slid out from under her to grab my shorts off the floor. Yanking my phone out of the pocket, I accepted the call and growled, “What?”
“Our guy fucked up big time with the latest stunt,” Whit announced, his deep voice filled with satisfaction.
“He missed the camera you added to the alley last night, and we got a clear shot of his face, his car, and the license plate. He got cocky. Didn’t even bother to swap out the plates or use a different vehicle.
We have his name and address, along with visual confirmation from his driver’s license that it’s him. ”
A surge of adrenaline coursed through my veins. “Were you able to follow his vehicle on the city’s street cams to see where he went?”
“Yup, and the bastard headed straight to his house. I just drove past and can confirm he’s home.”
I turned to look at Mel as I asked, “Did you call the cops already?”
Her eyes widened, and she crawled off the bed, throwing on clothes while Whit answered, “Yeah, but only because they’re already involved, and I don’t want you to be stuck with conjugal visits for the foreseeable future.
So, if you want to see him taken away in cuffs, get your ass over here.
I’ll text you the address. No way in hell is he going to get past me.
Your woman will be safe in your fortress while you take care of this. ”
I disconnected the call and waited until his text came through before I walked over to Mel.
I could get there in under fifteen minutes, so I wouldn’t be gone long.
“I need to go. I’ll be gone for less than an hour.
I’ll set the alarm before I go and let the doorman know that nobody’s allowed up until I get back.
Turn your show back on and wait for me.”
Her bottom lip trembled as she asked, “They found him?”
“Yes.” I walked over and wrapped my arms around her. “Whit has eyes on him, so he’s not going anywhere until he’s arrested. And with the evidence they have against him, a conviction will be a slam dunk.”
She heaved a deep sigh and nodded before stepping back to climb onto the bed.
Then she turned the television back on and pulled the blankets all the way up to her chin.
I knew the next hour would be hell for her, but I needed to be there when he was arrested in case anything went wrong.
Once she was settled, I went into my closet and got dressed, pausing only to drop a kiss on the top of Mel’s head before I took off.
I ignored the speed limit and pulled up behind Whit’s truck thirteen minutes later.
Four squad cars were parked in front of the perp’s house, lights flashing.
I’d arrived just in time to watch two of the police officers walk up to the door and knock on the hard surface. Things went FUBAR from there, though.
Instead of opening the door, the douchebag broke one of the front windows with the barrel of a hunting rifle.
“Fuck,” I hissed, drawing my Glock from my side holster.
Whit did the same as we edged closer to provide backup to the officers who’d responded to the call.
The guy who’d been after Mel wasn’t fucking around and peppered the area with bullets.
Luckily, he couldn’t aim for shit and didn’t hit anyone.
One of the cops laid down fire toward the window so the two by the door could retreat, and the asshole must’ve been dumber than I thought because he didn’t even drop low.
I saw him take a direct hit to the chest through the broken window, and then there was eerie silence surrounding us.
Whit and I reholstered our weapons before the cops noticed us. We lifted our hands in the air, and Whit called out, “Kane Security. We’re the ones who called in his address. He’d been stalking one of our clients.”
Everything went quickly after they checked our identification and confirmed our story.
Since it was an officer-involved shooting, the crime scene was going to be active for a lot longer than I’d told Mel I’d be gone.
But the detective working her case knew about our relationship and was able to get my initial statement done quickly so I was only a little late.
Ninety minutes after I’d left my woman, I was able to tell her the threat was permanently over.
The only way I would have been happier was if I’d been the one to end the guy’s life.