Vinny: Alvarez Security Series (29 page)

He was doing his own perusal, looking down at the woman sitting in front of him. She thought the faded one-piece swimsuit looked childish, but there was nothing about her that did not scream all woman. Her long, dark hair fell in wet waves down her back. Her face, devoid of all makeup, resembled a china doll with her porcelain skin. And the body encased in the swimsuit, toned with perfect curves. Nothing lush and overblown…just perfect.
Damn—
his cock was twitching again. Reaching his hand out, he noticed she hesitated in taking it because her eyes were roaming over his body. Smirking, he waited until her gaze lifted to his and grinned at her embarrassment.

“Come on. Let’s get you warm, dry…and in bed.”

It was her turn to smirk as he assisted her up. “In that order?” she asked coyly.

With a quick slap to her ass, he swooped her up in his arms laughing. Arriving in their apartment, he lowered her feet to the plush rug in his bathroom. Turning on the shower to let the water warm, he moved to stand in front of her again.

Sliding his hands up her arms until he came to her straps, he peeled them over her shoulders until the top of her swimsuit barely hung on her breasts. She placed her hands on his chest, feeling the steely strength underneath her fingertips. Glancing down she noted the tent in his swim trunks and as her gaze wandered back to his face, she noticed his smirk.

“Oh yeah, babe. You do that to me.”

Giggling, she purred as he exposed her breasts and lifted her up in his massive arms, latching his mouth over one nipple. Sucking deeply, he teased and taunted her flesh until the need for movement caused her to ride his abdomen against her core.

He set her down to quickly divest her of the swimsuit, peeling it off to expose all of her beauty to his eyes. With a jerk down, he kicked his swim trunks to the side as well.

Hoisting her up again, he stepped into the shower allowing the spray of warm water to hit his back, and pressed her against the tiled wall. Moving between breasts, he feasted until she cried out with need. He was almost ready to enter when she stilled him.

“A condom, sweetie,” she reminded. His look let her know that he hated having to stop. She hastened to say, “I ran to my doctor the other day, but I have to be on the pill for a bit to make sure…”

“Gotcha, baby. I appreciate it.”
Stop being a prick,
he told himself.
If she’s willing to do this for me, then I can keep him covered until it’s clear.

Stepping out to sheath himself, he re-entered the shower and immediately assumed the same position—her in his massive arms balancing on the tip of his straining erection. His gaze met hers and she nodded her approval. With one swift push, he plunged to the hilt in her warm, sweet body.

For a few seconds, he remained still; the feel of her silky wetness squeezing him tightly was pure nirvana.

Wiggling, she complained, “Vinny, please. Do something!”

Chuckling, he began to move her up and down on his shaft, eliciting moans from her lips as he captured them with his. Thrusting his tongue in rhythm to the movement of his cock, he felt his orgasm approaching quickly.

One hand under her ass for support and the other pressed against the tile, he moved her up and down, the friction nearly taking him over the edge. He held himself back wanting her to come first.

She felt the pressure building, trying to reach the finish line of a race, knowing that crossing the end would bring euphoria. She was barely aware of him pressing her back tighter against the shower wall until she felt his hand move between their bodies. One tweak of her clit was all it took and she shattered. The vibrations moved from her pussy outward until she was sure she felt them down to her toes.

Just then, she heard him roar and opened her eyes quickly to watch his face as he came. His head thrown back, thick neck muscles corded in strain, he powered through his orgasm as he pumped his last drop inside.

After a moment, when their breaths slowed, he allowed her to slide down so that she was standing next to him, the warm water covering her body. Leaning her head back, she looked up at the huge man whose arms were still around her.

He wants me. He wants to be with me.
A smile curved the corners of her mouth as she leaned forward, placing her lips on his chest. Holding that kiss for a moment she could feel his heartbeat pounding. “I love you,” she whispered. His arms tightened around her body.

“I love you back,” came his answer, rumbling against her face.

A short time later, tucked in bed, he pulled her body next to his and enveloped her in his embrace once again.
Forever,
he thought.
Mine forever.
With that thought, he followed her into slumber.

V
inny rolled over
and looked down at the early morning sun peaking through the windows of his bedroom, casting a hazy glow over the woman sleeping in his bed.
My bed. My woman in my bed.
The caveman thought could not be squelched even if he had wanted to. After years of meaningless sex in stranger’s beds, to have a beautiful woman that he loved sleeping beside him made life worth living.

She rolled toward him, still asleep. Her face, gentled in repose, held his gaze as he thought of the music that flew from her fingers.
And her voice.
He smiled as he stroked her cheek. The ruffles of her nightgown dipped low enough for him to see the tops of her breasts and he feasted his eyes on the creamy mounds.

Then the thought of someone trying to hurt her came to mind, and the smile left his face. Replaced by anger. And determination.

Annalisa slowly woke, her eyes opening to the sight of the most handsome man she had ever seen staring down at her. His expression appeared tight with anger, then immediately softened as he focused on her eyes as well.

“Morning, babe,” he murmured, his voice hoarse with need as he slid one hand down her back and over the globes of her ass, pulling her into his swollen dick.

“Mmmmm,” she moaned, responding by grasping his erection and slipping her hand up and down over its silky hardness. “I thought we needed to be at Tony’s this morning.”

“They can wait,” he growled, the movements of her small hand driving his need to a fevered pitch. Rolling over her body after discovering that she was not wearing panties, he pushed the nightgown up and entered her quickly after sheathing himself.

Her hands pulled him closer as they roamed over his back and down to his ass. Within a few minutes, she was thrown over the edge of her orgasm as he powered through his at the same time. Laying sated, they smiled as their bodies cooled in the early morning sun.

He moved out of the bed, reaching down to pluck her off of the covers. “Shower, babe. I’ll fix breakfast while you get ready.”

She turned to pout, saying, “You’re not going to join me?”

He chuckled as he gave her lips a quick kiss. “I join you and we’ll be a lot later for the meeting. Then you might have to explain to the group why we’re late.”

Grumbling, she headed toward the bathroom, his eyes following her longingly. His dick twitched again and he willed it down as he made his way into the kitchen.
How can that nightgown be so fuckin’ sexy?

*

The group gathered
around the large conference table at the center of Tony’s work area, Lily and BJ on laptops with their screens projected on the wallboards.

The frustration of the group was palatable. So far none of the people on the list of possible suspects had suspicious behavior, nor had Lily been able to uncover any unusual monetary transactions.

“It’s too fuckin’ clean,” Gabe groused. “Not everyone can be that clean.”

“I’ve been working with Jack, since he has DEA contacts. They’re working on an undercover operation in Los Angeles where they’ve found drug smuggling that even gets by airport security,” Tony announced.

“Intel has an organized gang, run by those that supply drugs to the rich and famous. Once hooked, extortion is also used to keep their buyers and runners busy. The organization is huge and with runs between LA and other national airports, such as Dulles, and it wouldn’t be too hard to find those that travel with large cases. They sell worldwide and one of their many schemes is that they target frequent fliers between D.C. and LA or New York. DEA is after the top guy, but they wonder if he knows how everything works in his own organization. So far, he’s been untouchable and he manages to stay clean. Now the many minions that work under him? That’s a different story.”

“DEA can’t get to the subordinates?” Vinny asked. “They can’t all be fuckin’ untouchable.”

“They’re working on it. So much money passes through the hands of all types of people in entertainment that’s off the books, it can be hard to find what’s legal and what’s not.”

“Moving drugs using unsuspecting airline passengers sounds really random…and detailed,” Jobe noted.

Lily spoke up and added, “But it wouldn’t be that difficult to figure out. All it takes is a comparison of frequent fliers, what luggage they check, how often and when they travel. That’s something that any person with enough IT knowledge could organize.”

“So I was just a random victim to begin with?” Annalissa asked hopefully, still not able to grasp the concept that she was targeted.

“We’re not sure, but still checking every angle. We don’t want to assume anything and let our guard down.”

“Give me the names of the major distributors and let me see if I can find a connection from anyone on our list,” BJ said.

Lily sat quietly, her lips pursed in thought. Her husband, Matt, Looked over. “What’s on your mind, babe?” he inquired.

“I keep going back to motive. If we’re just looking at the drugs being smuggled in a large container, then a harp makes sense. But if we are looking at something more personal, who would want Annalissa to suffer?”

Annalissa’s gaze cut over sharply to Lily. “What are you thinking?”

“Tell me more about some of the people you work with. What about Sharon and Parker?”

Laughing, Annalissa said, “If there were two people who were definitely not involved, it would be them! They’re the only ones that really talk to me, you know like they want for me the same things that I want for myself. Never demanding…always supportive. When I travel, I am surrounded by people who are pulling me in different directions. But Sharon and Parker keep me sane.”

“How did you meet them?” Vinny asked.

Her brow crinkled in thought as she tried to remember. “I think either Todd or Gordon arranged for them to be with me the first time I had a solo performance with the Richland Symphony. I’m sure my father made the request,” she added ruefully.

“Okay,” Lily said. “What about Les and the members of the band that you play with sometimes?”

Feeling Vinny tense up next to her, Annalissa patted his knee. “Lester heard me practicing the harp one day and knocked on my door to talk. He was getting some friends together to play in a bar and wondered if I would ever consider playing with them too. We became friends and when I can, I work with them.”

“Any of them party hard?” Gabe asked.

Annalissa looked over at him, confusion knitting her brow. “I…don’t know,” she answered, not really understanding what he was asking.

Vinny leaned toward her, saying, “Any of them do drugs that you know of?”

“No,” she answered vehemently, her eyes flashing. “I mean I don’t know them very well, but no…not that I know of. Not in front of me.” Turning to glare at Vinny once again, she said, “I really hate this you know. You have me wondering about everyone I know. I had few friends before this mess and I’ll have even less now!”

Vinny wrapped his arm protectively around her shoulders, pulling her in closely. “I’m sorry, princess,” he whispered. “I know this is tough on you.”

“I just really don’t think that anyone I know would do this on purpose to me. I must have just been the random, large case at the airport that got picked.”

Lily smiled, but remained thoughtful.

*

Vinny dropped Annalissa
off at Ross’ school where she met Jennifer. After having played for them at the Malloy’s pub, Ross had told his music teachers about her and she received a call to show some of the students her harp during their music class. Standing in front of the school, Vinny resisted the urge to kiss her. “Either I or Jobe will be back to pick you up in two hours, babe,” he said softly, knowing she hated to be reminded about needing security.