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She giggled, “I can’t be one of your officers, but I’d bet you’d love to boss me around.”
“I would love to boss you around, honey, but we can save that for later. Do what you have to do, and I’ll get the team ready. I’d love for you to come along with us,” he said.
“I wouldn’t miss it for anything,” she said. “I want to bring Dante in as much as you do, Joel, probably more. He killed my brother.”
“I remember,” he said, “and I’ll do whatever I can to help you bring down the Gemini Brothers to avenge your brother’s death, Trista.”
“Thank you,” she said. “I appreciate you saying that, Joel.” It felt good to have a partner again. She had been working solo for so long, that she almost forgot what that felt like. It was nice knowing that Joel would have her back, no matter what this case brought on.
Joel
They had beenon two raids, and both turned out to be busts. Melody had good intel, but somehow, Dante Gemini was staying one step ahead of them the whole time. It almost felt as though someone was ratting them out, and warning Dante that they were on their way to raid his warehouse. The one thing that they knew for certain, was he didn’t have any women yet because there was no sign of them being moved. In fact, the last place that they checked out had no cages and nowhere for Dante to store his human cargo.
The only good thing about them not catching up with Dante was that Trista had to stay with him a bit longer. He loved having her at his place, but he could tell that she was still a bit hesitant about what was happening between the two of them. He’d just have to make good use of his time and get her to see the benefits of living with him.
Joel found Trista in the kitchen, making herself a cup of tea and he smiled and pulled down a mug for himself. “Do you mind if I join you?” he asked.
“Not at all,” she said, putting a teabag into his cup. “Sugar?” she asked.
“Please,” he said.
“Any news from Melody this morning?” she asked. He had let Trista sleep in while he worked out in the basement this morning. She seemed to be tired lately, and he hated that he might be demanding too much of her at night. The problem was, he just couldn’t seem to keep his hands to himself when Trista was around.
“No,” he said, “it has been quiet—too quiet.”
“Well, it gave me time to catch up on my sleep,” she breathed.
“Yeah, I’m sorry about keeping you up half the night,” he said.
“Don’t be,” she insisted, “I like that you want me, Joel.”
“Oh honey, I want you,” he admitted, “there should be no doubt about that.” Trista wrapped her arms around his neck and gently kissed his lips. Every time she kissed him like that, he wanted to take more from her.
The kettle started to whistle, and Joel moved it from the burner. “The tea can wait.”
“It can?” she asked.
“Yeah, first, I’d like to discuss you getting naked with me,” he said.
“You would?” she asked. “And after I get naked, what would you like me to do?” she asked, running her hands down his body to cup his erection through his boxers.
“I want you to get down on those pretty little knees of yours and well, I’m sure you can figure it out from there, honey.”
“I really like the way you think, Joel,” she said. Trista stripped and pulled his boxers down his body, letting them fall around his ankles as she got on her knees in front of him. She ran her hands over his cock and when she licked the head, he hissed out his breath.
“Don’t play with me, Trista,” he ordered. She giggled and sucked him into her warm mouth, to the back of her throat, letting Joel hold himself there. He was careful not to gag her too badly, pulling free from her lips to let her catch her breath.
“You are so fucking perfect,” he rasped.
“Hey guys,” Melody said, walking in through the back door.
“Shit,” Joel shouted, “out, Melody,” he yelled.
“Oh my God,” Melody squealed. “In the fucking kitchen, Joel? I’m so sorry, Trista,” she said, “I’ll, um, I’ll be outside.”
Trista sat on the floor in front of him, trying to cover herself with her arms and legs, but failing miserably. “She’s gone,” he said. Joel pulled his boxers up and helped Trista up from the floor. “I’m so sorry,” he said, pulling her into his arms. “Get dressed, and I’ll find out what Melody wants.”
“But you’re in your underwear,” Trista reminded.
