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CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Kasey stripped off his jacket as he walked into the house, exhausted and ready for a hot shower. The night had been a long one, and it was nearly three in the morning already. It had been worth the late night though.
Carter had managed to track the young girl through video surveillance, almost directly to the house she'd escaped from. From that point, it was just a matter of hacking into residential records and narrowing it down to people who either were on the sexual offender's registry or had suspicious things on their credit card accounts. It had only taken a few hours for Carter to call the team in to share the information he had and let them decide if they wanted to risk going in or not.
It hadn't been a hard choice. Dyson and Xander were right by his side as they gathered their things, made a simple plan of action, and studied the information Carter had on the house.
"You're home." Noam stood as Kasey entered the bedroom.
"Yeah, was a long one." Kasey kissed Noam.
"Bad?"
"Yeah. Four other girls. All under the age of sixteen. We're lucky we went when we did. He looked like he was packing up and getting ready to move them." Kasey pulled his shirt off and tossed it in the hamper.
"Police?"
"They weren't even close to finding the location. They were still trying to contact business owners in the area and deal with the witness." Kasey slid off his shoes before sliding his jeans down his legs and stepping from them.
"No problems?" Noam asked.
"Nope, went smooth. Was a shitload of evidence. It will take the police months to get through it all. Man is wanted in Nebraska for raping his niece. Looks like he's had some of the girls for a few years now. He was making movies with them in the basement."
Noam closed his eyes. "It's cases like this that makes me wish I did your job sometimes."
"Yeah, it's cases like this that remind me why I do this." Kasey ran his fingers through his hair. "I need a shower. Join me?" He needed the closeness Noam could give him. The intimacy to remind him that there still was good in the world.
"I'd be happy to wash your back." Noam undressed as Kasey peeled off his underwear.
His breath still caught at the sight of Noam naked. He loved the dark olive skin and the dark patch of hair that covered his chest. He loved the curve of muscle up his arms and the narrow hips that he could grasp as they held each other.
"I'll start the shower." Noam turned, giving Kasey a perfect view of his ass.
Scars lined his hip and inner thigh, moving up over his groin to the small of his stomach, but Kasey didn't mind the scars. They were just another part of the man who held his heart.
Following Noam into the bathroom, Kasey tried to force the night's events from his mind. The sting was done, and the girls were safe. The police had rescued them by the time Kasey and the others had gotten back to the team house to pick up their own cars since they'd taken Xander's to the sting.
He wouldn't worry about the girls. That was for another group of people to handle. His job was to stop their torture and make the person who hurt them pay. He'd done that.
"Come on." Noam reached out a hand from where he stood already in the shower.
Kasey didn't hesitate to step in, sighing in pleasure as the hot water washed over him. He wrapped his arms around Noam, resting his head against his shoulder. "I needed this. Needed you." His muscles started to ease as the stress left his body.
"I'm always here for you." Noam brushed a kiss over Kasey's ear. "Hold on, let me grab the soap."
Noam reached for the liquid soap and the loofah. Kasey stayed where he was, pressed against Noam's shoulder. As Noam started to wash his back, he moved even closer, holding him tighter as he splayed his hands over Noam's back. "So good." He closed his eyes and just let himself enjoy the way Noam moved his hands over him.
His cock was hardening as he pressed against Noam's thigh, but he ignored it. He didn't want sex, he wanted the closeness. Still, as his cock grew, it was impossible to ignore, and he found himself rubbing over Noam's leg without really meaning to.
Noam didn't seem to notice or care. He just kept moving the loofah over his skin, caressing it over the cheeks of his ass, then around his hips. "Turn around." Noam's words were barely a whisper.
Kasey forced himself to pull away, turning around in Noam's arms. When Noam closed the space between them, pressing his front to Kasey's back, Kasey relaxed again, his head falling back on Noam's shoulder as he closed his eyes again.
"I love you. Every inch of you," Noam whispered against his ear, his lips brushing over it softly as he continued to wash his chest, covering his skin with suds.
"I love you too." Kasey turned his head, catching Noam's mouth with his own for a long kiss.
Noam's hands worked over his stomach, then lower still. He paused when he came to Kasey's cock, suddenly dropping the loofah and wrapping his hand around the thick shaft. "Can I help you with this?"
