Chapter Fifteen: Where no man has gone before.
Lisa's point of view
After Hawk went into the bathroom, I sat down on the couch and ran my hands over my face. The last few days were taking a toll on me. My world was turned upside down and now my boss was somehow involved. There wasn't enough to go for a warrant without
him
pushing it, but he was part of it. I felt like pulling my hair out by the roots. I was angry, upset and wanted to break down, but that would gain us nothing.
Hawk had a lead on the bomber, we had the old man and his link to the DA. If we could get something from the disk, we might be able to find out who they were. I thought about my boss, that rat bastard, he had to be in it up to his neck. He killed Calvin and then had all those sweet words of support for me. The schmuck was going to pay.
Calvin had worked so hard, collected all that evidence and we just let them take it away from us. It made me so mad. With a growl, I got up and began pacing the living room. I had been going about this in the wrong way, like I was just a victim, not a prosecutor. I needed to be building a case against these people. They had been ahead of us every step of the way because they knew us and we didn't know them. That was gonna change.
The back door opened and I heard Ted call out. He came into the living room and stopped with a grin. "Do you always stalk around your living room naked? You look like a Valkyrie with your face all stormy like that." He set down the grocery bags and took me into his arms.
I buried my face in his neck, kissing his skin. He smelled like smoke. "You stink about as much as I think I do. Hawk is in the shower. Get these nasty clothes off so I can wash them."
With a kiss, he held me close for a moment before he started stripping. I stepped back and watched him. Sooty, smelly and grungy, I still wanted him, and just watching him take off his clothes made me wet.
I took his clothes and stuffed them into the washer, after emptying the pockets. Then I started them all over again. A second wash couldn't hurt. Ted was in the kitchen, putting up some sandwich materials and drinks when I wandered in. I stood in the doorway, watching the way his trim ass moved. When he bent over to put the lettuce in the crisper, I thought my heart would stop. He was so damn sexy. I was eying the table, trying to judge its load bearing capacity when he turned around and caught me gawking.
"Well, well. See something you like, little girl?" he asked with a grin. "Hawk
is
still in the shower..."
I took him into my arms, rubbing my body against him. "Yeah, I do." I captured his face in my hands and crushed his mouth with mine, taking him.
The first inkling I had that Hawk was done with her shower was when her hands slid around me and twisted my nipples, shooting lightning bolts through me, while she kissed my neck and rubbed her breasts against my back.
"You two go shower," she whispered in my ear. "There will be time to prove we're alive when you smell like you weren't in a fire." She pulled back and swatted our asses. "Go. Shower now." She gently started pushing us toward the bathroom and we, giggling like school kids busted making out, obliged.
I climbed into the tub and set the water temperature to something just below roasting. Ted climbed in behind me and we lathered each other up. I looked into his eyes as he kissed me, and melted inside. "I love you," I said softly.
He held me, the hot water sluicing down us. "I love you, Lisa."
We bathed each other, cleaning the grime and soot away, leaving us smelling fresh. The scent of his hair made me squishy inside. My hands began caressing him and he squeezed my breasts gently.
Suddenly, his hunger took him and he pushed me against the wall of the shower. His hands lifted me and in one sharp thrust, that took away my ability to speak, he was inside me. He felt molten hot as I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside me. His eyes were wild as he rocked his hips against me.
The feel of his slick skin under my hands made me groan with desire. My breath caught in my throat as he filled me again and again. Each thrust was as if it were the first, fueling my lust and love.
The rush of sensation and emotion, made me unable to think. I suddenly felt my hunger rise and take over my mind. With a growl, I bit his shoulder. Not hard, but I had to taste him. He bucked like an animal beneath me.
"Faster," I moaned in Ted's ear. "Fuck me faster. Make me come. Fill me with your come. Oh, god!" A small orgasm exploded between my legs and I writhed around him, rooting my sex onto him, lost in the moment.
He impaled me and held me close until I could see again. Then he started fucking me slowly. Pulling out almost all the way before filling me. The feel of the ridge on his cock brushing the entrance to my sex made me moan with every thrust. The slap of our bodies mixed with the rush of the water.
I watched Ted's face as he made love to me. His eyes unfocused, his mouth open and panting. Then he leaned forward and began devouring my neck. I flashed hot all over my skin and screamed as he made me his.
I knew he was close by the slow groans that came from him. "I love you," I whispered in his ear. "Your cock feels so good inside me. So big, so thick, so hot. You make my head spin when you make love to me. Take me. Make me yours."
His hands, slippery on my skin, gripped my hips as he powered into me. I used my legs around his waist to thrust back down onto him and groaned into his ear to urge him on. It didn't take much urging. Ted buried himself inside me and his face in my breast. The groan that ripped from him coincided with the swelling of his cock and the pulsing as he filled me with his seed.
I cradled his head to me and squeezed him gently, sighing in pleasure. His footing seemed a bit unsteady, so I slid one foot down to help keep us standing. Together, we stood holding each other, him still deep inside me. "Thank you," I whispered in his ear.
"You never have to thank me," he said back with a smile. "I'm happy to be here for you."
I smacked him on the arm playfully. "Oh, you!"
He turned the water off and opened the shower curtain as we pulled apart. I should clean up again but I might have some more sweating to do before we were done,
if