Undercover Obsession (27 page)

“What do you want, Piper? Tell me,” he
demanded, needing to hear her say the words.

Unable to believe she was doing this yet
equally unable to stop herself, she pleaded softly, “More, please.
God, that feels so good.”

Brody reached behind him to the nightstand,
retrieving the lube he had thought to put there when he had gotten
up earlier and straightened up downstairs before returning to her
bed. He smiled when she practically growled in complaint as he
pulled his finger back. “Relax, darlin’, I’ll be right back.”
Coating two fingers, he proved true to his words and slipped them
slowly inside her ass, the tight channel giving easily with the
help of the lube. He stroked her slowly, but deep, getting her used
to the feel, stretching her by separating his fingers a little at a
time, preparing her for his thicker cock. “There you go,” he
whispered as she relaxed completely, her tight hole loosening up
enough to take three fingers. When she pushed against him in
impatience, he released her breast and slapped her ass. “Stop that
or I won’t be responsible for taking you before you’re ready.”

If he thought that slap on her still tender
cheek was a deterrent, he was sadly mistaken, Piper thought as it
just ratcheted her excitement up another notch. “Then hurry up,”
she growled as he filled her with three fingers, the slight
discomfort only adding to the pleasure. His slow tortuous strokes
accompanied by the constant rolling and pulling of her nipples
caused the slowly building liquid fire filling her veins to flow
with all the slow heat of molten lava to pool in her pussy, leaving
her no choice but to slip two fingers into her moist heat to try to
get some relief. “Oh, God, Brody,” she gasped when she could feel
his fingers in her ass through the thin membrane separating them,
“I can’t wait. Fuck me now.”

Brody felt her rectum tighten when she
fingered her pussy, felt her strokes match his and he had no choice
but to give her what they both wanted and hope he had her prepared
enough. He took a shaky moment to coat his cock with lube before
slowly pushing past her tight sphincter, her gasp when he stopped
with just his head inside her orifice, echoing harshly. “Deep
breaths, Piper. Give it a minute.”

The sudden burst of pain when he entered her
quickly subsided and left nothing but the need for more. Stroking
over her clit, she discovered that enticement relaxed her anus even
more and as Brody slowly pushed into her, she kept up the strokes
over her clit until she was climaxing by the time he was fully
embedded in her.

Swearing as he felt her contractions rippling
through the thin skin separating his cock from her pussy, Brody
strived for control, barely managing to shove aside the urgent need
to start pounding into her. Her ass was as tight as a vise as he
slowly withdrew until just his cockhead remained in her. Her soft
cries and jerking hips didn’t help him keep control, so he clamped
a hard hand on her hip to stifle her movements as she rode out the
rest of her orgasm. When she finally quieted, he pushed ever so
slowly back into her, not stopping until he was once again embedded
fully inside her, his own body shuddering with the need to simply
let go. “Okay?” he rasped hoarsely.

“More than okay,” Piper admitted as she
continued to stroke her pussy, her fingers tracing the outline of
his rigid cock through the thin barrier separating them.

“Son of a bitch, Piper,” he swore as he felt
her stroke despite the wall separating them. “I’m trying to be
gentle here.”

“And I’m trying to get you to move. Fuck me,
Brody, I can take it.” At least she hoped so, because she simply
couldn’t stand waiting to feel him fully possess her another
minute. Despite her climax, her pussy was still aching for more,
her body wanting to feel those strong, deep strokes taking her to
the height of ecstasy only he had been able to drive her to.

That soft, painful demand was his undoing,
and with another curse, he started to thrust faster, go deeper,
until he was fucking her like she said she wanted, with steady,
sure plunges that had them both gasping. Releasing her hip, he cup
her breast again, wrapping his fingers around her nipple to torment
that tight bud as he braced himself with his other hand and took
her faster, her hips thrusting back with each plunge, taking him
willingly. He could feel her fingers in her pussy moving faster,
her small body growing slicker, her mewling cries escalating to
high pitch wails as she came again, leaving him absolutely no
choice but to follow her.

Through the throes of yet another earth
shattering climax, Piper felt his cock quicken, felt his seed
spewing inside her, his climax triggering another one in her pussy,
her come spilling onto her hand as she accepted all he had to give.
At least, she thought ruefully as she slowly came back down from
her pleasurable high, he wasn’t being stingy with his body this
time around, making her wonder what the dawn would bring right
before she drifted back asleep, her fingers still inside her, his
cock still nestled in her ass.

Brody heard Ian come in the next morning and
reluctantly pulled away from Piper’s warm body. Slipping out of
bed, he drew the covers back over her, slipped on his jeans and
padded downstairs in desperate need of the coffee he could smell
brewing.

“You’re up early,” he said as he grabbed a
mug and poured a cup before the pot had even finished filling.

“I got a call. We’ve been instructed to
report to Atlantic City tomorrow and make ourselves known as guests
at the Empire, guests who’d like an invitation to the private party
Pasquino has planned for Sunday night.” Ian had been only too happy
to have an excuse to slip away early from Haley’s, the desire to
stay, to linger, to slip into bed with her too strong for his
liking.

“Don’t tell me, the top floor Charles used to
reserve for his private play, right?”

“You got it. Pasquino’s managed to ingratiate
himself there and he’s now, apparently, a big, fucking VIP, with
all the privileges that entails. With the board running things
instead of Sandoval, they’re free to cater to whomever they want
and since Sandoval kept his money laundering side gig to himself,
no one’s the wiser to Pasquino’s true intentions. Rumor has it,
Pasquino is going to be the first bidder if the Empire goes up for
sale if Sandoval is still a no show and declared dead in two years.
That alone has to rub Sandoval enough to risk coming out of
hiding.”

Brody frowned, knowing where this was going.
“And you and Carlos think those intentions are to still draw out
Charles.”

“Don’t you?” Ian knew Brody wanted it
otherwise, but facts were facts, and Pasquino has never, to their
knowledge, let anyone leave his employ, at least not alive.

“Yeah, I do,” Brody admitted with a heavy
sigh. For the drug lord, putting an end to Sandoval, the one man to
thwart him, was a personal vendetta. For the FBI, ending Pasquino’s
drug rein was priority, connecting the dots to charge Sandoval with
his crime would be a bonus, but not necessary. Maybe, he thought
with a flicker of hope, if Charles did suddenly return from the
land of the missing and presumed dead in order to take control of
his casino again, they could work out a deal with him, get him to
testify in exchange for witness protection. It was a long shot, but
one worth hoping for if it would give him a clear path to
Piper.

“You think Piper’s safe then, that her
disappearance was orchestrated to get to Charles and when that
failed, Pasquino’s using this party and the rumors of a buyout to
get him there, don’t you?”

“It’s the only thing that makes sense since
the other incidents were perpetrated against Haley, not Piper. You
don’t agree?” Ian wondered how much of Brody’s reluctance to leave
Piper had to do with their case or with his feelings for the
woman.

“Why dose her with an aphrodisiac, especially
such a strong one and leave her untouched? That’s the one thing I
can’t wrap my mind around.” And the one thing that made him
reluctant, for the first time, to obey a direct order from his
superiors.

“Regardless, we don’t have a choice but to
fly out of here tomorrow, as early as possible,” Ian stated even
though he had to agree with Brody on that point.

“Maybe I can talk Piper into staying with
Haley for now, at least until we can get back and settle this.
She’ll be safer in town, with everyone as determined as we are to
watch out for her.”

“I’m going,” Piper stated implacably as she
entered the kitchen. She had felt Brody leaving her bed and feigned
sleep because she was enjoying rousing with a sore, well fucked
body and a pleasant afterglow still filling her from the night of
excesses and wasn’t ready to face him and the inevitable end to
their debauchery. A long hot shower went a long way towards easing
her aching muscles and, remembering the pleasure of the night
before, she would be ashamed of her easy capitulation if she hadn’t
enjoyed that surrender so much. Determined to face him without
expecting or wanting anything else from him, she had headed
downstairs only to stop mid-way at the sound of their voices and
the mention of Charles. “I want to be there to say I told you so
when Charles doesn’t show. I told you, he has to be dead.”

“Why?” Brody asked her bluntly. “Because his
death would be easier for you to handle than the fact that he has
been alive all this time and hasn’t let you know?” The thought of
her in that casino again with Pasquino and his goons calling the
shots sent a cold chill up his spine.

Piper thought she could actually hate him at
that moment, but she didn’t have time to argue with him or worry
that he might be right. “Okay, put it this way then. If he is still
alive and there’s a chance this man succeeds in getting Charles
back to his casino, I want to be there to confront him.” Actually,
the last thing she wanted to do was come face to face with the man
she had always considered her father if he didn’t care enough about
her in return to let her know he had survived an assassination
attack she had been witnessed to.

“No, absolutely not, Piper. I forbid it.”

Piper narrowed her eyes at him, refusing to
back down despite the anger turning his eyes from dove grey to cold
steel and the way he crossed those thick, muscled arms over his
bare chest had her pussy weeping for more of what he gave her last
night. “You what?” she asked him softly. “Just because I was stupid
enough to let you fuck my brains out last night, doesn’t mean you
own me. You can’t stop me from going wherever the hell I want.”

Brody closed his eyes in frustration, knowing
she was right. Where was that shy, malleable young girl he first
met when he needed her? “Piper, you don’t understand…”

“We need to talk,” Ian interrupted him.
“Outside. Excuse us a minute, Piper.” Ian turned and went out the
back door fully expecting his partner to follow him.

“Before you say a word,” Brody said as soon
as they were out of earshot of the cabin, “I won’t even consider
it.”

“Think with your big head for one minute
instead of your little head,” Ian stated calmly. “This set up, at
the casino, is going to be a slap in the face if Sandoval is alive
and gets wind of it. If we manage to finagle an invite to that
party, and I don’t think it’ll be that difficult considering our
status as ex-employees of the man he’s trying to take out, that’ll
just add insult onto insult, another irritant to goad Sandoval into
facing his nemesis.”

“I get that. What’s your point?”

“Sandoval’s smart enough to know all that
just as we do, which just might keep him in hiding until he finds
another way out of the mess he’s got himself into. He’s still got
two years before he risks being declared dead and losing the casino
completely, and we both remember what that place means to him. If
he senses a trap, he won’t risk it. He has time, and until then the
Empire is still his and you can bet your ass he has someone feeding
him info from that place. If we show up with Piper, he’ll hear and
her presence might be enough to draw him out.”

Everything Ian said was true, but Brody
couldn’t bring himself to use her against Charles, and that’s what
it would amount to. “I’m not using her to bring down the only
person she’s considered family since losing her mother. Besides, if
he is alive, letting her suffer thinking he was dead all these
years isn’t the sign of a man who would care whether she was there
or not.”

“He also went out of his way for fourteen
years to see she had an excellent education and, just so she
wouldn’t feel abandoned, he made that trip overseas monthly. I
think the man cares more than even he knows.”

Ian could be right. Brody had seen a change
in Charles’s attitude when he had discovered Pasquino was keeping
tabs on him. He suspected that was when Charles realized just how
deep he was in with the drug lord and the potential consequences of
trying to get out.

“She still has blinders on where Sandoval is
concerned,” Ian said when Brody didn’t reply right away. “She won’t
believe he’s alive without seeing him for herself. Given her
actions this past week, do you really think she’s going to stay
here when we leave?”

“I’ll lock her ass up if I have to,” he
growled irrationally.

Ian rolled his eyes dramatically but a grin
split his lips. “You’ve gone and fallen for her, haven’t you?
You’re letting your feelings get wrapped up with someone involved
in a case, and I don’t mean the physical feeling of her tight, wet
pussy wrapped around your cock. Save it,” he said, raising his palm
to stop the denial he saw forming. “We don’t have any legal grounds
to hold her and you know it.”

Brody did know that just as he knew Ian was
right about his feelings letting him get tangled up with doing what
he knew he should do. “I’m still going to try to reason with her.
If she doesn’t give, I’ll have no choice but to keep her close, and
you know what that’ll mean if we go to that party.”