N. Walters - Stroke of Sapphire

He had her ride him until she came, then he put her on her back, hooked her legs over her shoulders and fucked her until they both came. Then he piled several pillows under her head, cupped her breasts together, fucked her that way until he came in her lush, talented mouth.

And he couldn’t count the number of times he went down on her. He loved the taste of her, even better, he loved the taste of him on her. Like a primitive animal, he wanted to mark her entire body with his seed.

Only when she finally slept with total exhaustion did he rise from the bed, pulling the covers back so he could see her in the dim light that came in through the window. He checked the clock. It was just after three in the morning and they’d been fucking for hours. He rubbed a hand over his chest, knowing they both needed a shower. But that would wait until morning.

She was turned away from him, one leg pulled up, exposing her pretty pink pussy to him. He licked his lips and fought the urge to go down on her again. She was going to be sore. Hell, he was going to be sore.

He grinned, pulled the covers over her and leaned down to place a kiss on her temple. She emitted a small snuffling sound and snuggled deeper into the covers. Jake turned away from the tempting picture she made. The quicker he took care of business, the quicker he could crawl back in bed with Sapphire.

Naked, he padded out to the kitchen for a drink of water. On his way, he noticed the bags of groceries still sitting on the floor. He detoured long enough to grab them and carry them to the kitchen. His stomach growled, a reminder that neither of them had had dinner.

He put away the fresh vegetables she’d purchased and wondered if the chicken was bad after being left out for hours. Shrugging, he tossed it into the bottom of the refrigerator. Sapphire could decide in the morning and they could keep it or toss it out.

Jake pulled out some mustard, tomatoes and sliced roast beef he’d picked up at the deli and quickly made himself a sandwich. Grabbing a beer to go with it, he carried his snack into his office. While he waited for his computer to boot up, he ate half his sandwich.

He swore under his breath and then padded back to the bedroom, digging his throwaway phone out of his pants pocket. Sapphire was still fast asleep. He left her, went back to his office and settled in.

It was late, but he knew his buddy wouldn’t mind. He dialed the familiar number, and it was answered on the first ring. “I’m trying to sleep.”

“Trying being the operative word.” Jake knew what it was like to have nights like that, nights when the memories of the past wouldn’t let him go.

His buddy chuckled. “You got that right. The lady okay?”

“Yeah. Thanks again, man. She was pissed she didn’t get the chance to thank you herself.”

“No problem. I live to serve.” There was some slight rustling on the other end. “What do you need?”

Jake took a swig of beer, swallowing the cold brew. “I’ve got several envelopes I need delivered.”

“I’ve got a courier service I use. Very discreet.”

“Good enough.”

“I’ll pick them up in about forty minutes.”

“Thanks.” Jake let out a breath and felt the tension leave his shoulders.

“She’s important to you, isn’t she?” his buddy asked.

“Yeah.” Jake raked his fingers through his hair. “She’s the one. She’s…” He tried to think how best to put it into words. “She’s everything.”

“I’m glad for you. You deserve everything.”

He rubbed his hand over his face. “You do too.”

“Some of us aren’t meant to have a normal life so you need to do it for us. See you soon.” The line went dead and Jake tossed the phone on the desk. He ached for his buddy, knowing he was having a hard time dealing with everything they’d done over the course of their career. Even those of them who made it home without physical injuries had psychological ones. And sometimes those were the worst.

A slight sound alerted him that he was no longer alone. Sapphire appeared in the doorway wearing his shirt, which practically swallowed her whole, and a frown. “Why are you up?”

He set his beer down and opened his arms. “Come here.”

She came, her eyes widening when she got a good look at him. “You’re naked.”

He grinned. “I sure am.” And there was no hiding the fact that his dick was wide awake and ready to go again. His small head had no sense of discretion at all when it came to Sapphire.

She settled on his lap and reached for his beer, taking a sip. “That’s good. Nice and cold.” Her eyes fell on his sandwich. “Is that roast beef?” Her stomach rumbled and he laughed.

“Go ahead. You can have that half.” Taking him at his word, she grabbed it and began to eat.

Between bites she pointed to his computer. “What are you doing? And who were you talking to?”

Jake knew he could easily lie to Sapphire and say it was work and she would believe him. But that didn’t sit right with him. She wasn’t like any other woman he’d ever known and, deep in his gut, he knew if he lied to her he’d damage something very special, possibly even lose her.

On the other hand, she might not like what he was doing. Better to find out now if she could live with the kind of man he was than to have her discover it later and leave him.

She was watching him as she ate with those expressive brown eyes that saw so much. Would she understand his sense of justice or would she be disappointed in him for bending the law to his favor?

Sapphire put what was left of the sandwich back on the plate. “What is it? What’s wrong, Jake?”

“I told you earlier I’d deal with Gregor.” She watched him intently but only nodded. “This is me dealing with him.”

She frowned. “I don’t understand.”

Jake stood and set her on her feet. He went to his safe, unlocked it and removed the envelopes he’d brought home from work days ago. “These are documents that prove Ivan Gregor is bribing officials and that many of his deals are suspect.”

“Where did you get this?”

This was the hard part. He had no idea how she would react. “I hacked into his accounts and records and those of the people he deals with.”

“You what?”

Jake shrugged, totally unapologetic, and tossed the envelopes on his desk. “If Gregor had left you alone I would have left him alone. Since I can’t kill him, I can make him too busy to bother about you. If the authorities do what they should with this info, Gregor should go to jail. At the least, he’ll have a lengthy trial.”

Sapphire sat down heavily in his chair. “You found all that out about him?” She picked at the hem of his shirt.

He crouched down in front of her, grabbing her hands, holding them until she met his gaze. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to protect you. Uncle Sam taught me many things, and developed my two natural talents—I’m hell on wheels with a rifle and I can pretty much hack any system out there. It’s what makes me so good at designing security systems.”

Sapphire’s fingers curled against his, giving him hope that all was not lost. “The police and others are hampered by laws. I’m not. I can send these in anonymously and that will give the authorities enough to act on.”

She nibbled on her lower lip and his cock immediately went to attention. He forced himself to ignore it. “But if what you say is true, what if Ivan bribes officials to make this go away?”

Jake smiled. “That’s the beauty of this. I’m sending it to the media too. There are several investigative reporters who would love to sink their teeth into a story this juicy. If the authorities don’t act, the media will, and then the authorities will have no choice.”