Page 12 of Deep Connection

“Police!”

That made me curse again and pull away from Abigail. I couldn’t wait for them to go. The cops likely knew I was there, and they weren’t going to leave until they found out why I wasn’t answering. They had told me the story that they would find out who had had attacked me and then they would come back, and I would help prosecute. I didn’t know that it would be right now. It was the evening; didn’t they have normal hours?

“I will be right back,” I promised Abigail. I moved toward the door and pulled it open. “Yeah?”

It was the detective from the other night by the name of James. He seemed to think that it was a good time to talk about the case. In my opinion, it wasn’t. I tried to tell him as much, but he was already inside and then he stopped. I could tell the moment he saw Abigail and what he thought of her. Spoiler alert, he liked what he saw.

“Wow.”

That was what he said, and I didn’t know what to say to that. I finally said something about having a guest over, so it likely wouldn’t be the best time. I didn’t know what I was thinking really, but I knew that I wanted that guy to leave. Yes, I wanted the one that did it to get arrested and to be prosecuted and all of that, but that “wow” really got to me. We had been in the middle of our own wow and this guy was stopping all of this from happening.

“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” the detective asked. I knew what he was getting at. James just wanted to be around Abigail a little longer. Considering that was how I felt about her, it wasn’t hard to see how special she was.

Abigail moved beside me as I motioned to her, and I introduced them. I didn’t have too much to say to James. I wanted him to take off, but instead he made it clear he was sticking around for a while. Abigail said something about having to go and I wanted her to stay, but I didn’t know how to get her to stay. I wanted to ring the asshole’s neck that had made her leave. He was ruining my night far more than he could ever realize.

Abigail left and she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. I wanted to get her to stay, but it was time for her to go, and I knew that it had to do with the detective. For someone that was trying to figure things out, he really didn’t have much to do with that.

“So, who was that?” The detective wanted to know as soon as Abigail was out of the room. I sighed loudly and asked him what he was doing here.

“You just cost me big time, James. Tell me you have something to make it worth it.”

James scoffed, “Not worth that woman, sorry.”

I figured as much and told him that I was waiting for what was going to happen next. Whatever he was going to tell me, I had to agree. Whatever it was, it wasn’t worth what I was going to miss out on because of it. It felt like I was being victimized all over again.

The next time I went into the meeting with Abigail, I was so excited for what was going to happen. I wanted to go out with her again and knew that I would be asking her when I met with her later. I was early to my appointment, but that was okay. I was good at finding little things to do, no matter what was going on. I wanted to be there waiting for her when Abigail came in. She was not there when I arrived, the door was still locked, so I took that as a sign. I was taking everything as a sign. It was in my power to do it, and I was sure that things were going to be different this time around. No one was going to interrupt us this time.

“What do you have in your hand?”

I jumped because I hadn’t heard her come up. She was right in front of me, and I realized that I had been thinking about her too much. It was embarrassing, even more so if she knew that she was who I was thinking of and why I was so messed up. It was all because of her.

“I brought you some dinner from last night. You ran out of there so fast that you didn’t even get to try my paella.” I pushed the container out and she thanked me, taking it out of my hands. I waited for her to unlock the door and then I asked her if I could kiss her. We were alone, wouldn’t be for long and so help me all I wanted to do was kiss her. I needed to feel that submission again. I knew that I wanted her, and she wanted me. I wanted to make the most of it and I really was trying the best that I could.

“It really did smell amazing, Jason. You are amazing.”

I scoffed, “You would have said something different if you had stuck around. James wasn’t there long, ten or fifteen minutes. I wish he wouldn’t have showed up…” My voice trailed off, and I knew that I was going to embarrass myself if I went any further. I really didn’t know what to say about all of that, I never did.

Abigail sighed and agreed with the sentiment. It made me feel better that at least I wasn’t the only one that was all worked up. I wanted her now and I wanted to set it up now, before another minute went by. I wanted to get her promise with her mouth and her body. Her body’s promise was far more important, or maybe I just needed to get her lips back where I could kiss her. She leaned in and kissed me first, plot twist, and that made it possible for me to justify pushing her up against the door and kissing her until both of us were breathing hard. I was so wrapped up in it, someone else had walked up and I wasn’t worried about that.

“Abigail?” Dana said her name like she was shocked to find her in such a compromising situation. I had my hand up her shirt, and she was feeling damn good. Our lips were locked and then she pulled away. I would have given Dana a dirty look if I thought it was going to help.

I was detached from Abigail, and she said she was going to be right back. I wanted to tell her that it was fine, Dana could leave us to it, but I knew that would be overstepping. I was supposed to let her think that she was in charge. She would be for a little while longer but not after tonight. I knew that once I had her convinced to come out with me tonight, everything that we’d both been waiting for would happen. It was, of course, what I was looking for. I needed her, desperately, and it wasn’t long before I was sitting in the room, waiting on Abigail. I figured that the two women had a bit to talk about. I didn’t mind being part of the conversation. I just wished that there was more to it than that. A lot more.

She came in a few minutes later and she shut the door behind her. Better yet, I heard the lock click and that had my senses all worked up. “What are you doing, Abigail?”

She chuckled and wanted to know what I meant by that. Abigail was playing coy, but I didn’t want that. I wanted answers and to make sure that everything we were saying to each other was right. “We are doing your physical therapy, Jason. That’s what you’re here for.”

I wasn’t there for that much. I hadn’t been for a while, but I was sure that being with her in other ways was going to be just as therapeutic. I needed practice. All those thoughts went out the window when I felt her hand on my shoulder. She had sidetracked me to where I hadn’t known she was that close. Again. It was hard for me to focus when she was breathing up against me.

We started to do a few stretches in my arms, and she didn’t move back once it started. Instead, she was right there, touching me and letting me know that she was going to take care of things. I was all worked up and there was nothing that I could do about it. I was turned on and ready for things to go further. I felt her hands on my chest and I pulled her into my arms. “Are you just planning on teasing me?”

Abigail giggled. “Maybe.”

I groaned and didn’t like the suggestion that she was able to say no to me and us. That wasn’t at all what I wanted to hear. I held her against me tighter, taking one of her tits into my teeth and grazing the sharp edge against her nipples. She moaned again and I swear that was my very favorite sound that she made. I never wanted it to end.

“That’s not very nice.”

She wiggled in my arms, and I sucked a tip in. I was still going over the clothes, but she didn’t have anything on underneath. After a moment, I lifted the shirt up, as well as her bra, and took the whole bit of her into my mouth. I heard her moan, and I knew that it was far better than I could have imagined. I had played it out in my head, what it would be like to make love to a woman when I couldn’t see. I tried to play it out and feel it, but I never could. Now though, I think that it was something I was going to have to experience firsthand.

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