Undercover Obsession - Page 46

Piper was still wiping tears from her face an hour later as she was walking through the wooded path back to her cabin. Charles, her father, had wanted to come back with her, but she needed some time to get herself together, time to just absorb everything he had told her and come to terms with having him not only back in her life, but a part of her life even though he would be returning to his casino at the end of the weekend. But this time when they parted, she knew she would be seeing him again, and soon. She smiled as she recalled the astonished look on Crack’s face when she hugged him and thanked him for being there for her all these years. It wasn’t often she could cause him to blush and he knew she wasn’t going to let him live it down any time soon.

Now, if only she could have a happy ending with Brody. But she knew that wasn’t going to happen. She hadn’t heard from him since she fled the casino four weeks ago. Haley told her, often, that she shouldn’t have taken off, she should have waited and talked to him, waited to see if he would ask to see her again. But she knew he wouldn’t. The only reason he had come to her after five years of having no contact with her at all was because of Charles. Now that he was no longer the drawing factor in their relationship, there was no incentive to bring him to her.

Halfway home, the cloudy sky darkened and threatened rain, but the storm didn’t bother her. Maybe she’d spend the rainy afternoon with her vibrator even though she had no hopes of achieving the explosive climaxes that Brody had driven her to, but maybe it would be a start to putting those experiences behind her.

“As if that’s possible,” she muttered as she came out of the woods into her yard.

“Still muttering to yourself, darlin’?” Damn he had missed her. Brody smiled as he watched her head jerk up, her eyes widen at the sight of him, her face paling then blushing as shock, pleasure and then anger suffused her.

“I know I’m not dreaming again,” Piper snapped, her shocked pleasure at seeing him quickly turning to anger at her immediate response despite his gall in just showing up out of the blue again. That nipple tightening, pussy creaming slow drawl hadn’t changed and neither had her response to it, and him. A month of no word and there he stood looking mouth wateringly sexy in tight jeans and an even tighter tee shirt, leaning indolently against his hot red car, those muscled arms crossed over his broad chest, his grey eyes gleaming with amusement as he looked her over in a way that had her pussy clenching in an effort to suppress the moisture threatening to leak out.

“Not unless I am too, which I assure you I’m not. In my dreams you’re naked and begging for more, not clothed and standing ten feet away scowling at me.”

“What are you doing here, Brody?” And then she realized just why he had shown up. “Charles?” she asked derisively. The pain that swept through her at the thought of him returning for the same reason as before was as sharp as a knife. “He told me you have nothing on him.”

“Sandoval’s here?” Brody hadn’t known that, nor did he care other than to make sure the man didn’t cause Piper any more pain.

“As if you didn’t know.”

“I didn’t, not that it matters. The case against Pasquino is closed, as is the one against Charles. I’m no longer with the Bureau, Piper,” he told her hoping that would convince her he wasn’t here because of Sandoval.

“You’re not?” Piper couldn’t be more surprised if he claimed to be madly in love with her. “Why?” she asked as she allowed a sliver of hope to blossom in her chest.

“Because I can’t keep working undercover, being gone for God knows how long stretches at a time when you’re here. Damn it, Piper,” he swore when she continued to glare at him skeptically, not making a move to close the gap betwee

n them. “I’ve been crazy about you since I first met you and I’ve already wasted five years fighting it and trying to do what’s right for both you and my case.”

“And now you no longer have a case, so you’re done fighting it and I’m just supposed to say okay?” Piper didn’t know why she was goading him, he was offering her everything she ever wanted from him. Maybe it was because after wanting him for so long she didn’t trust this sudden change or maybe it was because she was remembering the way he retaliated when she goaded him.

This wasn’t how he imagined her response and he was at odds with how to convince her of his sincerity. He knew she still wanted him, her tight nipples pressing against her top was proof of that, but he wanted more from her than sex this time. Still, if he had to start from scratch in getting her to come around, he’d start with sex and work his way back into her good graces if necessary.

“No,” he answered her softly as he pushed away from the car and took a step towards her, “you don’t have to simply say okay. We’ll work around to that eventually. I figure after about a year or so and I’m still here, you’ll realize I’m not sticking around because of Charles.”

Piper’s pulse picked up speed as she retreated a step for each one he made towards her, the happiness spreading through her threatening to burst. The two most important men in her life showing up on the same day and giving her everything she had ever wanted was almost too much to comprehend. So she’d do what she did best when she was overwhelmed, she’d save it for another day and take what she could get for now. And now, from the gleaming intent in Brody’s eyes and the large bulge pressing against his zipper, she could have Brody.

“And what do you propose we do in the meantime?” she asked him as she slowly peeled her top off while backing up another step. Thunder rumbled quietly and a few drops of rain landed on her heated skin, doing nothing to cool her down, the storm only adding to the recklessness running through her.

“Let’s go inside and I’ll give you an example of how we can pass the time until you come to your senses.” The sight of her in that plain white bra that was quickly leaving nothing to the imagination as it got wet and those god awful, easily accessible gym shorts had his cock straining for release, aching to be inside her again, an ache that had been with him for the past month as he cleared the path of all the obstacles keeping him from her.

“You can work on getting me to come to my senses out here.” Slipping off her shorts, she tossed them aside then squealed when he made a lunge for her, just barely evading his hands as she ran behind her garden bench and used it as a taunting barrier between them.

“The first thing I’m going to do,” Brody said with a wicked grin despite the light, steady mist now starting to fall, “is teach you not to run from me. That’s a bad habit you have that I intend to break.”

Laughing, turning her face up to the sky, she quipped, “You can try.” She never could resist him and when he simply reached over the bench and lifted her over it as if she weighed nothing, she found herself wrapping her arms and legs around him willingly, fusing her mouth to his eagerly. “Too long,” she muttered into his mouth as she opened for his exploring tongue. “It’s been too long.”

“No argument there, darlin’.” With one hand holding her head and the other clasping one soft buttock, Brody ravished her mouth, biting at her lips, dueling with her tongue, relishing the way she gave as good as she got. It took him only seconds to remove her bra, a few more seconds to lower her legs and strip her panties from her, all without releasing her mouth. Running his hands over her wet skin, he molded her breasts, rolled and pinched her nipples before gripping her ass and lifting her against his cock, rubbing her mound against his hardened flesh.

“Brody,” Piper pleaded as she pulled her mouth from his, an orgasm already teetering on the precipice of eruption, “Now.”

Now, that was his Piper, he thought with relief. “Most definitely now,” he said on a laugh as he turned her and bent her over the bench, placing her hands on the back and pushing her feet apart. “But not until I remind you what happens when you run from me.”

The rain was coming down in a steady drizzle now and Piper discovered that a hard slap on wet skin made the burn that much hotter. Throwing her head back, she let the rain pelt her face as Brody pelted her ass, the pleasure/pain she remembered so well building and sweeping through her with the intensity of the storm she saw brewing and heading their way. “More Brody, please, more, harder.”

“You want more?” he whispered in her ear as he took a moment to release his cock before he had a permanent zipper imprint along his shaft and then, before she could say anything else, he cupped his other hand over her bare pussy, relishing the feel of her plump, soft folds right before he landed a slap on that tender flesh simultaneously with the one he gave her right buttock.

“Oh God,” Piper moaned, the dual slaps firing up her senses on all levels, the burn on her ass now reciprocated on the tender flesh of her pussy, the building pleasure almost too much to bear.

Chuckling at her uninhibited response, Brody slapped her again, her labia and buttocks warming with each stroke, the rain dampening her back and ass, her own juices dampening her folds as he kept up a steady barrage of smacks, moving from buttock to buttock, down under the fleshy globes to the top of her thighs then working his way back up again, all the while keeping up steady, lighter slaps on her pussy until she was hot to the touch front and back and she was pleading incoherently for him to fuck her.

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