Trust Me (20 page)

Alaina shrugged. “I still find it hard to believe. 
My father had spoken so frequently about the government trying to halt the OAS
protests against surveillance that I honestly believed the organization was
just a victim of harassment by the FBI.”

Lynn, who had been listening intently asked, “So now
that you know that's not true, can you guess at Tom Simmons's reasoning at
storing his documents with the historical society archives?”

Alaina shook her head at the question. “I wish I could
Lynn.  I keep thinking there must be something missing from this
equation.  He took a great deal of time and effort creating a donor's
agreement with the historical society restricting those papers from access for
one hundred years, giving only a select few access to them before that
time.  Maybe he made the erroneous assumption that would be enough to
prevent the federal authorities from accessing them.”

Donovan considered Alaina's theory. It was plausible
but he had believed Tom Simmons was too intelligent to make such a blatant
error. “That might be true, but I guess since your father's dead we might never
know why he really stored them there.”

As the knowledge that this entire situation was at an
end began to penetrate her mind, Alaina felt immense relief sweep through her.
She realized she could she could finally go home.  She hadn't been aware
how stressed she was until it was over. In her mind she had always been aware
that something or someone might be behind her about to attack.  There had
been a constant fear that she was never safe. 

“I trust this means I don't have to worry about
entering the witness protection program.  Can I go pack now?” she asked
hopefully.  

Donovan laughed at her obvious anxiousness to return
home.  He was relieved as well by the news, but he was even more relieved
that no evidence had been discovered which could possibly incriminate Alaina.
“I think it's safe to say you no longer have to worry about entering the
witness protection program.  With the evidence to put the OAS executive
members in prison, you should be safe.  You can go pack if you want, but
we won't leave until we get news they've arrested all of the members of the
executive of the OAS.  They believe they should have them in custody by
this evening, which shouldn't be a problem since all the members have been
under close surveillance.  So hopefully, we'll be able to head back to San
Diego by tomorrow morning.”

Alaina shot him a smile. “I feel so relieved!” 
Now her life would be able to return to some sort of normalcy.  She would
be grateful to get back to the office and throw herself back into work. 
This certainly had not been what she had in mind when she she'd wished for a
vacation.  As she thought about returning to her everyday routine she
wondered what part Donovan would play in it.  They had seemed to come to
some sort of an understanding, but would everything change when she returned
home, when they were no longer in a forced environment?  She hoped they
would be able to begin their relationship, maybe actually go on a date. 
Her feelings for him were so intense, but they had been shadowed by the
unfortunate circumstances, the very reason for their being together.  It
was funny, she had fallen in love with this man, had made love to him several
times yet they had never even dated.  Well maybe if you counted that lunch
in Washington, but it hardly seemed like a date at the time, that is, until the
end.

She got up off the couch, smiling. “Well I guess I'll
go pack now.”

As Alaina left the room, Donovan contemplated why he didn't
feel like the case had been closed. There seemed to be some part of the puzzle
missing.  The problem was too many questions were left unanswered, like
why Tom Simmons had stored such incriminating evidence with an archive or why
had Alaina been shot at?  He was convinced of her innocence, but had her
father intentionally set her up?  He was concerned, that in their zeal to
access those papers, they had overlooked something essential, and maybe,
Donovan thought, that's exactly what Tom Simmons had wanted.

The following morning the three of them left the condo
that had served as the safe house.  Donovan was responsible for returning
Alaina to her home.  Lynn who had arrived in a separate car, returned to
San Diego
on her own
.  They had received the confirmation
the previous night informing them of the arrest of the OAS suspects. 
Alaina, the FBI administration agreed, was no longer at risk, allowing her to
return to her normal life.  Unknown to her, the FBI had also cleared her
of any suspicion, much to Donovan's pleasure.

The drive back to San Diego was uneventful, Alaina and
Donovan chatted casually during the ride. Alaina had believed once the case was
over everything could be at ease, but she sensed reserve in Donovan's
manner.  She wondered at his mood and what accounted for it.  Did it
have something to do with her or was it related to the case?  Maybe she
was just paranoid, she could be just imagining things, and it was possible he
was just tired.  She should stop trying to over-analyze, she really didn't
know him well enough yet to gauge his every mood. Well, Alaina figured, she
might as well just stop torturing herself and ask him if there was anything
wrong.

“Is there something bothering you?  You seem a
bit distracted.”

Donovan's eyes never left the road as he answered, “No
not really, I just have the nagging feeling that there is something about this
case I'm missing.”

“What could you’ve possibly missed?  The FBI
found the evidence it was looking for and arrested the people who were guilty.”

“I don't know, but my instinct keeps telling me it's
not over.”

“Oh that's great, just when I was beginning to relax.”

Donovan leaned over and placed a reassuring hand on
her knee. “Sorry baby, I didn't mean to upset you.  Don't worry, my
instincts aren't always right, it's probably nothing.” He didn't tell her his
instincts were normally were right on target.  “Oh, I meant to tell you,
they found a gun on one of the suspects, the same caliber as the one used to
shoot at us the other night.  We should get the results from ballistics to
see if it's a match in couple of days, I'd be surprised if it's not.”

“I guess that's good news then. There won't be any
question as to who was responsible for the shooting, and I'll sleep better
knowing I won't be shot at.”

As they pulled into the driveway of Alaina's home, she
gave a sigh of relief.  There were times when she had thought the whole
ordeal would never be over. 

Donovan hearing her
sigh
,
smiled. “That's some sigh.  Glad to be home and free of my constant
company?”

“Well being relieved of your presence is the down side
of being released from protective custody.”  They both got out of the car,
going to the trunk to retrieve her bag.

Alaina all of a sudden felt unsure of herself. 
“Did you want to come inside for some coffee?” she asked a bit hesitantly,
unsure of his response, but not wanting him to leave.

“Thought you'd never ask.”

Alaina pulled out her keys as they walked to the front
door and entered her house.  As Donovan set down her bag she said, “I'm so
glad to be home, I'm really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed tonight.”

Donovan's mood suddenly turned sensual. “Actually, I'm
really looking forward to sleeping in your bed tonight too.”

Alaina felt the immediate reaction to his bold statement. 
She instantly felt flushed and aroused; this man had a very strong effect on
her.  “Aren’t you taking a lot for granted?”

“Am I?” he asked, his voice low and husky.  He
reached over and began unbuttoning her blouse, Alaina just stood there frozen,
unable to move.  He pulled off her blouse, and then reached behind her
back to undo her bra.

“I guess you’re really not interested in coffee?” she
asked in a breathy voice.

He chuckled.  
“Maybe in the
morning.
  You know, this is the first time we’re together that it
isn’t breaking the rules.  Do you think it will still be exciting?”

She shook her head smiling, “Nah, it will probably be
really boring.  I’m about to yawn already.”

“I’ll try not to put you to sleep,” he said
dryly.  Leaning down he kissed one nipple then the other, almost
reverently.  “Did I mention that your breasts are beautiful? 
Whenever I see you I imagine what they will feel like in my hands, what they
will taste like in my mouth.”  His words acted as an aphrodisiac on her.

“Being around you and not being able to touch you
whenever I want has driven me crazy,” he brought his mouth back to her nipple
as he heard her breath catch.  He knew she loved it when he teased and bit
her nipples so he continued to suck and bite at them listening for her
cue.  He wanted her really hot before he did anything else.  While he
sucked he reached around and slipped his hands under her skirt and began
massaging her firm ass.  God she felt good.  His tongue swirled
around her nipple before drawing it into his mouth and then he bit down
listening and waiting for her cry.

Alaina whimpered as his teeth pulled at her
nipple.  She felt a jolt of arousal down to her core.

“There’s my girl, so hot from just a little nipple
play,” his hand left her ass and moved around to slide into her vagina, “You’re
so wet and ready for me aren’t you?” 

He thrust his finger in and out of her enjoying the
feel of her sweet pussy.  He raised his head and gave her a deep
penetrating kiss as he continued to move his finger in an out of her.  He
added a second finger wanting to feel more of her.

Alaina moved her hips to meet the movement of his
fingers.  She felt him push her against the wall and she leaned into it
grateful for the support.  She felt like her knees were going to collapse.

He unzipped her skirt pulling it slowly, sensually
down her legs to the floor.  With that accomplished he removed her
underwear by bending down on his knees to pull them off.  She realized
that she was standing before him naked in her front hall, while he was on his
knees completely dressed in front of her. 

He ran his tongue through he slit.  “Mmmm, you
always taste so good,” he flicked his tongue quickly back and forth over her
clit.

She grasped his hair with her fingers and pulled his
head closer unashamedly grinding her hips against his mouth.  She wanted,
needed him closer.  She felt him slide his fingers into her pussy once
more and he continued to play with her clit with his tongue.  She felt her
clit begin to swell and throb and all her nerves seemed to
tingle.    She heard the erotic sound of him lapping away at her
juices as he tugged on her.  He moved his head lower and penetrated her
vagina with his tongue moving in and out.  His mouth moved back to her nub
and pulled it hard into his mouth. She felt him reach behind and thrust his
finger into her puckered rear hole.  The unexpected invasion set off a
burst of sensation.  She exploded in his mouth and moaned loudly as the
orgasm overtook her.  Donovan continued to suck and tease her clit and
thrust his finger in and out of her rear hole as the orgasm moved through her
extending the sensations.  With one last kiss to her pussy he stood up.

“Did you like that?” he asked in a low voice.

“I think you know I did,” she said a little
embarrassed at having been so turned on by the anal play.

He sensed her embarrassment and leaned in taking a nip
at her mouth. “Alaina, as long as it feels good what goes on between us is
okay.  Got it?”  His hand brushed her cheek tenderly. 

She still felt slightly awkward. “Okay.”

“It felt good right? I won’t do anything you don’t
like.” While he wanted to stretch her boundaries he didn’t want her to do
something that was wrong for her.

“Yeah it felt good, I was a little surprised,” she
admitted.

He gently kissed her.  “That’s good to hear, I’ve
got lots of surprises for you,” he kissed her again but more sensually as their
tongues met and explored each other.  His hands began to knead and massage
her breasts.

He was becoming unbearably hard and he couldn’t wait
any longer. 

 “Ah baby I need my cock inside you.” Donovan
undid the front of his pants letting his hard length spring free. He then
picked her up by the waist before saying, “Wrap your legs around my
waist.” 

She felt wrecked after her orgasm but did as he asked. 
He slowly lowered her on top of his throbbing cock.  She gasped at the
full impact of his penetration still feeling sensitive having come so
recently.  He began to thrust into her, maintaining their balance by
supporting her back against the hallway wall.  He was impossibly hard as
he stretched her further.  The sensation was almost sharp as his cock
moved in her.  His fingers dug into her ass as he pulled her closer
encouraging her to ride him at an almost furious pace.  They rocked
against the wall grinding their pelvises together.  He shifted driving
himself even further into her.  Somehow she managed to take more of
him.  She was undone.

“That’s it baby take all of me.”    

Alaina reveled in the feel of him filling her so
completely, uncaring of anything, but him plunging inside her.  Her
previous encounters with Donovan had taken her into unexplored territory, but
this felt so raw and exposed.  Her hands were wrapped around his neck as
she met each of his thrusts and reveled in his deep penetration.