Tragic Desires (13 page)

My sigh turns into a moan when I feel his lips, and the
n his tongue take over and lick me. But when he turns it to aggressive sucking, my arms find his neck and I jerk him toward me. There is nothing gentle between us. It’s rough, hard and the most erotic sensation I’ve ever experienced.

His hands push me until I’m flat on my back and he resumes his delicious torture of my breasts. First one, then the other, until I’m twisting beneath him and he can barely
maintain his hold on me. His mouth travels south and hits my ribs where he scrapes his teeth and gently bites me. But when he moves to the softer flesh next to my hip bones, I’m once again a writhing mass, as pleasurable sensations zing through me.

My borrowed sweats are tugged off and I feel the cool air
graze my scorched skin. His fingers dig into the muscles of my thighs as he spreads my legs. “Tell me what you want.”

I’m speechless. I’ve never told anyone this before. The truth is, I’ve only ever been with one man
, and that’s Nick. What do I say?

“I want you to keep doing what you’re doing.” My voice sounds breathy.

“Is that all?”

“No.” I decide to be bold. “I want you to put your
mouth on me.”

“Here?” he asks and kisses my thigh. And then bites it.

Now he’s teasing me and I don’t want to be teased. “No.”

“How about here?”

He kisses me right above my pubic bone.

“No!” I say in frustration.

“Then tell me exactly where you want my mouth. And Gemini, I want you to be
very
specific.”

Holy shit! I can’t say that!
Instead, I point. “Right there.”

I can hear the laughter in his voice now. “
Uh-huh, you need to
tell
me, not show me.”

So I blurt out, “On my hoo
-hah.”

“Your what?”

“You know.” I can’t resist. I have to look at him—he’s got the goofiest grin on his face. “Please don’t make me say it. Pretty please?” My hands cover my face as it burns. This is so embarrassing.

He’s not going for this. He grabs my hands and pulls them back down
so I’m forced to look at him. Then he takes his lower lip between his teeth and says, “Only for today will I grant you a pass. But after this, no more.” His hands cup my ass cheeks as his mouth drops down. My hands find themselves in his hair, as I get lost in the way his tongue works me over. He pushes my thighs apart and up and I’m completely exposed for him to do as he pleases. And boy, does he please.

When he adds his fingers to his tongue play
, I’m quite sure I nearly rip his hair out by the roots. My orgasm is so forceful, I can’t stop the noise that erupts from me. I clamp my hand over my mouth, shocked that I’m so loud. But by then, he’s crawling up my body, kissing me along the way, until he gets to my mouth. “I take it you and your hoo-hah enjoyed that.”

“Fuck
, yeah,” I breathe.

He shakes h
is head. Then he gets up and I’m so disappointed because I want to lie there and have him hold me. But then he’s back, holding a condom between his teeth.

“
For you,” he says, smiling.

“For me? I think it may be for you too.”

“Yeah, I think you’re right. Will you do the honors?”

Hmm. I’ve never done this before. Shall I tell him? I think I need to in case I don’t get it on right.

“Only if you tell me whether I’m putting it on correctly,” I murmur.

“Well, that tells me a lot.”

“I’m sure it does.”

“Your first time?”

I’m not sure if he’s asking me if I’m a
virgin
virgin or a condom-putter-onner virgin.

“First time?”

“For putting on a condom.”

“Yeah. I’ve never put one on a man before.”

“So … does that mean you’ve put them on women before?”

My mouth drops open as he chuckle
s.

“Well, then, I’ll be happy to be your teacher. It’s the least I can do.”

“It is if you want to have sex with me.”

“
Touché.”

I open the packet and he tells me what to do. I love the feel of him in my hand. “
Mmm. This is nice.”

His voice is strained when he replies, “Yeah, it is.”

He pinches the little bubble at the end and looks at me afterward. He’s serious again and his gaze is pure heat.

“You’re nothing short of beautiful, Gemini.
And you taste so perfect. But when you came, it was fucking sexy as hell to watch. That’s something I want to see, hear and feel again and again.”

He
’s let loose a regiment of butterflies in my stomach and I want to crawl all over this man.

“Then what are you waiting for?”

“For you to tell me what your pleasure is. Top or bottom. Front or back.”

Front or back. I hope he doesn’t mean
that
kind of back. “Er, your choice,” I say.

“
Uh-huh. You decide this time.”

“Bottom.”

“I get the feeling my lady doesn’t like to be in control.”

While that’s an interesting observation, it’s one I don’t care to analyze right now. “Hey, can we get back to the moment here?”

“Not only does she relinquish control, she’s impatient.” And as soon as those words leave his mouth, he plunges into me, filling me until I can’t possibly take any more. I cry out, then sigh as he pulls out and repeats the motion over and over. I pick up his rhythm, my hands gripping his hips to pull him back to me every time. Then he hooks his leg around mine and we roll to our sides where he pulls my leg up and over his hip as he continues to move in and out of me. My body feels like liquid fire is pouring though my veins. This is not easy, it’s fierce … intense. Exactly like Drex. Just like I imagined it would be. He’s all power, dominance, and control. Just like he is in everything else. And I find it so exciting that I want him to always be like this.

“Onyx, kiss me. Let me taste your sweet mouth.”

I couldn’t refuse that request if I tried. But why would I want to? He’s so much more than sexy. His dark hair is messy and he has several days’ scruff. His bedroom eyes are almost more than I can take, but his mouth, as he runs his tongue across first his upper and then his lower lip, makes me want to taste every bit of him. My mouth clumsily hits his—we’re both moving so fast and hard—but when I latch on, I suck his lip. I’m not gentle, either. He returns my actions and it follows the pace of our lovemaking. Our breathing is ragged and we’re both near climax as our bodies pound against each other’s.

Then his hand slips between us
and he rubs circles on my clit and says, “I want to watch you orgasm again, Gemini. Do it for me so I can come too. I want to feel you come on my dick. I need it, babe.” His words are husky and demanding as he breathes them into me.

“Ah,
yessss.” He sends my body straight into the spasm land of orgasms and he is right there chasing me. Sweat rolls off us and I love it.

Then he flips me on my back while he’s still inside and hovers as he stares at me, right before he dives down for a mouthwatering kiss.
This one is slow, sensuous, sweet. He kisses every part of my face—eyelids, brows, cheeks, nose, and chin.

While one hand holds the top of my head, the other caresses the nape of my neck.
“Wow. You’re beyond awesome, Gemini.”

“I think you are too. That was quite the thing, wasn’t it?”

“Quite.”

I rub the rough of his cheek with the back of my hand.

“Did I scratch you too much with this?”

“No. I like it. Especially when
you …” I shut up before saying it.

“When I what?”

“Nothing.” Now I’m mortified.

“Gemini, we’ve just had one amazing fuck
, and that was after I went down on you. It’s not like we’re twelve. Tell me.” He grabs my hands in one of his and pulls them over my head, trapping them.

“I’m not used to speaking about this stuff.”

“So? Tell me. I’m going to make you get used to it, you know.”

“Okay. I like the scruffy part on you when you go down on me. It’s very, um,
arousing.” I have to look away because this is too awkward.

“Really?”
He’s surprised by this. The fingers of his free hand thread into my hair and he forces my head to face his. His forehead rubs mine and our eyes meet. “So it’s nice, then?”

“Yeah. It feels really good because it rubs me in the right spots.”

“Okay. The scruff shall remain.” He moves to the side and rubs his scruff against my nipple. Oh lord, it feels so rough but so good. I groan. He does it again and again all over my girls. This guy knows exactly what he’s doing.

“Yeah, I think you really do like my scruff. I see all sorts of
possibilities here.”

That makes me smile.
“Drex, what we just did was really great for me. I mean totally, you know?”

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything,” I say.

“When you were involved with Nick, didn’t you ever discuss this kind of stuff?”

Whoa. I was not expecting that. “Um, no.”

“So, you didn’t talk about what turned you on and what you needed?”

“No,” I squeak.

“How did you know?”

“I guess we both assumed. I don’t know. Sex with him was just okay. But it was never like what we just experienced. Can we not talk about this?”

“Sure. But I’m warning you now. We
will
talk about this stuff. A lot. Sex has to feel good. All the time. And when it doesn’t, you have to tell me. I’ll certainly tell you. Sometimes I like it hard and rough. If it’s too much for you, you have to tell me. I want it to feel great for you.”

“
I will.”

“And
sometimes I like to talk during sex … dirty talk. And I’ll want you to talk back to me. I need to know if you’re into what we’re doing. It’s damn easy for you to tell when I’m into it. Like just a few minutes ago.”

I smirk. “So you’re saying you’re into me?”

“Not anymore,” he says as he pulls out, laughing. But the levity disappears and he’s again serious. “I don’t ever get involved in my cases, Gemini. This is the only exception I’ve ever made.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to
…”

“I didn’t tell you that for you to apologize. I wanted you to know that this kind of thing is not the norm for me.”

“But I’m not one of your cases.”

“What do you mean?”

“I never hired you, remember?”

“True. But I’m taking you on
nonetheless.”

“
Okay. Well, then, since you don’t sleep with your clients, are you saying you’re not a manwhore?”

“I didn’t say that. I just said
…”

“Oh, so you
admit to being a manwhore?”

I do
n’t give him a chance to say anything else before I smack him with a pillow. And then it hits me. “What time is it?”

He looks at his watch
. “Eight thirty-three. Why?”

“I don’t have a headache.
At all. Nothing. I haven’t gone without a morning headache since the accident.”

He grants me a huge smile. “It must be me
, Onyx.”

F
or that comment, he gets another big whack with the pillow.

G
emini looks as
though she wants to crawl under the bed. Dr. Brady Griffith has asked her everything under the sun, but now he’s asking her about her sex life. She insisted that I stay with her for the examination, even though Brady and I both tried to talk her out of it. Now I think she regrets that decision.

“So, Gemini, are you sexually active?”

“Well …”

Deciding to
save the poor girl, I say, “Yes, Brady, as of this morning, she is. She and I are sleeping together.”

He looks at me and nods. “Good.”

Gemini’s mouth opens.

Brady laughs. “Gemini, new data supports sex
as an effective tool for reducing the incidence of migraine. Or rather, orgasm can. Did you notice any difference?”

So help me God, I tried to stop my laugh from escaping. I really did. But I couldn’t. Gemini punches me in the shoulder.
Hard. “Ouch!”

“Too bad,
asshat. And yes, Dr. Griffith, it helped. A lot. This morning was the first time since the accident I didn’t have a headache.”

“Interesting,” Brady mumbles.

Gemini fires a missile at me with one glance. The only thing I can do is shrug. But then a thought occurs to me.

“What about Nick?”

Her face turns shades of scarlet. And if I thought she looked pissed before, I’m really in for it now. I fucked up.

Her voice is icy as she
says, “Nick and I weren’t sexual after my accident.”

Me and my big mouth
want to dig a little deeper, not because I want to know for her headaches’ sake, but because my ego is fucking nosy. And then I look at her lips that are tightened into two thin lines and decide to keep my stupid-ass mouth shut.

Brady clears his throat and says,
“Okay, so can you give me a list of all the drugs they tried you on?”

“
Maxalt, Lortab, tramadol, naproxen, and acetaminophen.”

“No preventive? No oral contraceptives?”

Shaking her head, she says, “No. None of that. I did keep a diary.”

“Idiots.” Brady’s pissed. “Did they try you on any other
triptans?”

“I don’t know what those are,” Gemini
says.

“It’s your rescue treatment.
Maxalt is a triptan, but there are several others. I’m wondering if any of the others would’ve worked better.”

“Oh, they put me on
Imitrex but it didn’t work at all.”

“Okay. Let’s stick to what we have
, then. But I want to put you on topiramate. It works as a preventive. But you have to titrate up slowly. Twenty-five milligrams a day for a week, then fifty, then seventy-five, then a hundred. That’s the dose I want you on. So it’ll take you a month to get there.”

“Okay, every week I increase at
twenty-five-milligram intervals.”

“Then I want you on a birth control pill to get your hormones regulated. The week that you’re normally on the placebo, I want you to take a very low dose of estrogen. That will help any breakthrough headaches.
How much hydrocodone are you on?”

“What’s that?”

“Lortab.”

“The maximum. And I can’t go without it.” Gemini look
s at her clenched hands, her hair covering her face. And this is where Brady shines.

He crouches down in front of her and takes her hands in his. “Listen to me
, Gemini. Your medical care sucked. I’ll be honest with you. You should’ve been on this other stuff from the beginning. Anyone who they say is treatment-resistant really isn’t. There are ways to tweak everything to get you functioning again. I know. I do it with my patients all the time. You’re tolerant to hydrocodone now … you’re not an addict. Got that? I want you to repeat that. Now. Say, ‘I am not an addict.’”

Gemini smirks and says, “I am not an addict.”

“Good. Now, what we’re going to do is slowly decrease your dose. But I don’t want to do that until we have your headaches controlled. How does all of this sound?”

She sighs and grins. “Good. Sounds good.”

“And maybe you can tell the big guy here to keep it going in the bedroom. Knowing him, though, he’ll probably need a lot of instructions from you.”

Her jaw hits the floor.

“Don’t be so shocked. Like I said earlier, there’s a lot of evidence to support that. It has to do with endorphins. And if this doesn’t work, we’ll try other things. So, how do I need to write these prescriptions?”

“Now that may be a problem,” I say. “Let me think for a sec.” I’m worried if the prescriptions are in her name, it
’ll trigger something in the database. “They can’t be in her name. I can’t tell you why, other than it’s for her protection.”

“Yeah, no worries. Just tell me what to do.”

“We need to establish a false name, and that may take a while. Let me talk with Huff.”

As we walk
into the kitchen, Jeff, Huff, and Blake are checking out the news. Apparently, something went down on Dirty Sixth the night before.

“Did they get the guys?” I ask.

“It looks like it. The police aren’t releasing much. They’re just saying there’s a solid lead in the disappearances,” Huff answers.

“Well
, that’s a relief for the people of Austin. Huff, make a call to our guys over there to see how things are going,” I say. “And I need fake ID for Gemini … the works. We need to get her some prescriptions.”

“You got it
, boss. I’ll call the office and have them get on it,” Huff says.

“And Brady needs a ride home.”

“Copy that,” Blake answers. “The jet is still standing at San Angelo.”

“Hmm. Let’s move that thing somewhere else,” I say.

“Where to?”

“Jeff?”

“Midlands/Odessa isn’t too far. Have it fly there and then you can get Brady there by helo.”

As we’re waiting, Jeff hears a beep. “What the hell!” He walks over to his security cameras and says, “Gentlemen, we have company.
” The monitors reveal two black SUVs outside his main gate. Then the buzzer sounds.

“What do you want me to do?” Jeff asks.

I stare at the screen. “Looks like feds, wouldn’t you say, guys?” Heads nod all around. “Well, I’ve gotta tell them something.”

The buzzer sounds again.

“Let’s get out of here,” I decide. I look at Jeff and say, “You can say we were outside so you didn’t hear them buzzing. It’s your property and you have the right to deny them a search. If they have a warrant, we haven’t left anything behind anyway.”

“Okay, go! Get out. Make sure you didn’t leave anything upstairs.”

Gemini and I sweep our rooms and grab everything, and then check the bathroom. We only had the one backpack between us so it only takes a few seconds. Then we grab all the stuff that was in the locked box and head out the back. Huff has the chopper running and we climb aboard and take off like lightning hit us. I mentally run through everything, checking off things I had with me to make sure nothing was left behind in the car, either. I’m positive I have it all.

“Fuck!” I slam my hand against the side of the aircraft. “How the fuck did they find us?”

“GPS,” yells Huff over all the noise. “It’s the only feasible answer.”

“Yeah, but
whose? Mine’s secure like yours and Blake’s and they wouldn’t know Brady is here.” Then a thought hits me. I turn to Gemini. “You wouldn’t happen to have a cell phone on you, would you?”

“Yeah, but it’s dead by now, I’m sure.”

“Jesus, Drex. You need to stop thinking with your damn dick and get your shit together here,” Huff yells. He’s right.

“Give it to me.” My voice is harsh
as I extend my palm toward her.

She hands it over. I take out the SIM card and crush the damn thing. Then I demolish the phone while she watches.

“Hey!” she shouts.

“
Fucking-hey-nothing!” I shout right back to her. “They’ve tracked every step we’ve made through that damn thing. And I’m the fuck job who didn’t think about it. That’s what I get for …” I almost torch everything by saying something I’ll regret. And she knows it. Her lips thin and her hard-as-nails eyes pin me down until I’m squirming. Me, the one who
never
squirms. She has the ability to do that to me? What. The. Fuck!

“For what, Drex? For fucking me?”

Oh motherfucking hell!
“No! That’s not what I was going to say, and this isn’t the time or place for this discussion.” I glance around. The men are trying their damnedest not to pay attention, but it’s next to impossible. Poor Brady bears the brunt of it because he’s in the back with us, facing us in our seats. We’re in a damn helicopter the size of a small walk-in closet. There’s nowhere to hide.

“I think this
is
the place. Right here. Right now. Just say it, Drex.”

“My
judgment was clouded, Gemini. That’s what I was going to say. I should’ve destroyed your phone hours and hours ago. I was stupid and fucked up. That’s how they followed us to San Angelo. To your house. And I’m a shit ton smarter than that. But not this time. Fuck!”

“Well, I’
m the one who clouded your judgment. So it’s my fault.”

“Stop it. Right now. We got away. And now they won’t figure out where we are.”

“Oh, and in the meantime, we’ve messed up Jeff’s life. All because of a little romp in the hay, right?”

We can’t talk about this now. It’s completely inappropriate.
She’s angry, I get that. But this is going to have to wait. I ignore her question.

“Blake, how long until we get to Midlands/Odessa?”

“Thirty.”

I can feel h
er glare boring holes in my back, so I turn and say, “This discussion is shelved for now.” She knows I mean business, but she’s not happy about it. She gives me a nasty scowl. I’m not going for that, so I reach for her hand but she shrinks away. I go for her anyway. My hand finds hers and grasps it tightly. Then I pull her close so only she can hear me.

“If you think for one minute that I regret what we did, you’re only
fooling yourself. Being with you was singularly the best thing that I’ve ever experienced. Yeah, my judgment is clouded, but you’d cloud the judgment of a fucking saint.” She stares at me, quiet. Her hand relaxes and she lets me hold it. I’m not sure if she’s still angry, but I know there will be more words when it’s just the two of us.

And so help me God, I have to restrain myself from kissing the hell out of her.

We land in
Midlands/Odessa and the G-550, the company jet, awaits. I make a quick change of plans because I need my team around me for some strategizing.

“Change of plans. We’re heading home.”
Gemini looks at me and frowns. “This is for the best,” I tell her.

“I don’t understand.”

“My team is the best. I think if we leave a bit of time between us and Austin, we can get rid of some of the heat. Besides, I need to pull my team in and brainstorm. And then there’s that little thing between you and me that needs discussing.”

She nods. Her hair’s a mess
, still sexed-up from earlier. I want to grab and kiss her until her lips are swollen again, but I don’t. Instead, I lead her to the jet and guide her to a seat. An attendant waits on us. The group settles for water only.

We’re
Denver-bound as soon as we’re cleared for takeoff. Gemini grabs my hand as the plane picks up speed.

“What is it?” I ask.

Her eyes dart around and then they’re back on mine. “Did we screw up by sleeping together?”

“I wish there was an easy answer.
In a way, yes. I’m missing things … important things. You are a huge distraction. I’ve never done this before and it’s not possible to separate myself from this case now. I can’t look at it objectively. So I guess I may have fucked it up in that sense. Would I do it again? Yes. Because I’ve had you on my mind from the very minute I saw you. Is that a good thing? Guess that depends on who you ask.”