Caught: In A Case by C.M. Steele

Chapter 18

I ran up to our room, and my girl was beaming from ear to ear. “You’re here.”

I enfolded her into my arms. “Of course, baby, whenever you need me, I’ll be there.”

I looked into her eyes for a sign of something bothering her, then asked, “Is something wrong, mom said you wanted me?”

“I’m sorry, I know you’re busy. Well…I just…missed you.” She blushed and hid her pretty little head from me.

I tilted her chin until I could see those beautiful blues and whispered to her lips, “You never have to be sorry for missing me. I should be sorry for giving you a chance to miss me. I love you.” I closed the gap between our lips with a tender caress. She opened up and licked the seam, begging for entrance. I gave in just briefly. There were things we needed to discuss. Plus, the fact that I was horny as fuck just looking at her. The doctor Ok’d it, as long as she was comfortable since her main injury had been a shot to the arm; the rest were bruises and cuts. I wanted to give it more time. I was sure her pussy had recovered from the last fucking we had, the morning of the fucking incident.

Damn, the woman was like a vine; I couldn’t peel her off of me. “Baby, we have to stop.”

“Why?” She was still reaching for my collar and kissing my neck.

“Baby, please, we need to talk,” I said sternly. This was a conversation I didn’t want to have, but she needed to know that I was always here for her.

That stilled her. “Buttercup, it’s something Mike told me that we have to talk about.”

The guilt slid up her face before she started to explain and plead her case. “I didn’t mean to say those things in front of everyone. She just made me so angry I wanted to cry, but I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction. Please don’t be mad.”

“Elizabeth, I wouldn’t have been mad even if you decked the bitch. I’m mad because you didn’t call me. I’m supposed to be there for you. But that is not just it. Something happened with her that morning, and I didn’t want to ruin your day, so I was going to tell you when I got home.”

“Tell me you didn’t! How could you?” She was crying and hitting my chest.

“Calm down, sweetheart. I didn’t do anything. You need to stop before you hurt yourself,” I demanded.

When she calmed down, I explained what had happened in my office. Needless to say, she was pissed and wanted to choke the hoe, but she was no longer mad at me. She laughed when I told her that I had all my furniture in my office replaced and that I sat at my secretary’s desk. I was glad to see her smile. “I had forgotten to mention it, but then Mike told me about the whole argument with Samantha. By the way, I think I need to know what your pussy tastes like, I wouldn’t want to forget.” I winked as I lifted up the covers and went in search of a drink. “Ahhh... I found the fountain of Elizabeth.” She giggled until I started my assault on her core. Fuck, my cock wanted to bust out of his confinement.

“Jackson, I need you, Please. I’m fine. Please, Jackson, don’t you want me?” Damned the woman and her pouting.

“You asked for it, little girl. Let me know if I’m hurting you.” I was naked before she could blink. Ripping her panties, I opened her legs and spread her wide. In one thrust, I was buried completely inside of her. “Oh my, Lizzy, I missed this. It’s been four days without coming home to your warmth.”

I rocked into her over and over again. I missed this. I loved this woman so much, and it has grown more and more every day. I felt everything when I was inside of her. She was so tight, I felt like I was splitting her in two, yet I wanted more. I gave her what she needed. I wanted her to feel the pleasure I knew she wanted. I almost lost her and it nearly broke me. The bond we had was more than physical. It ached to be away from her. I loved being this close, sometimes it didn’t feel close enough.

“Deeper, harder, Jackson,” she moaned.

Damn, I was trying to go easy on her, and she was demanding more. If harder was what my baby needed, then that’s what she’d get. I lost my control. Gripping her ass, I drove deeper. “Baby, I’m about to come ... come with me.” I felt the tell-tale sign that she was there; my balls emptied into her pulsating pussy.

That was amazing. I love you so much.” She hugged me as tightly as she could with one arm, and I couldn’t wait to have both of them again, to squeeze me tight. That just pissed me off more. My girl couldn’t hug me right, and I couldn’t hold her tight. I wanted those fuckers dead. No question, I wanted them all dead.

I helped her get cleaned up and brought up dinner. We sat on the bed eating and talking about the future. I already told her that I planned to spend the next few years knocking her up. So we talked about online classes that she could look into taking in the fall. I even brought up my laptop to go over choices. It had worn my girl out after a while, and I called it quits for the night; she was still on pain meds and needed to rest.

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I watched her sleep, but it was only nine, and so I needed to get downstairs and talk to the guys. Just as that thought crossed my mind, my phone started vibrating. Boss, need you down here ASAP

What the fuck? I woke Elizabeth to let her know I had to do some work downstairs, and I would be back in a little while. No sooner had I gotten down there, I saw him; Detective Thomas Reid was sitting down with my parents. “What’s going on? I thought we were going to leave Elizabeth out of this? Unless you found out something useful.” I really didn’t like this cocky fuck. He looked at my girl a second too long and she blushed; her blushes were mine. Though she did it when she was nervous. After the fuck had left, my girl told me he made her uncomfortable, but she said not in a bad way. Like what the fuck does that mean? She told me he made her feel special because he was attentive and concerned about finding her shooter. The fucking detective was being a prick to me, as soon as he found out that my wife was seventeen.

“Your partner, Mr. Thompson, was admitted to the hospital. He had a case of sepsis stemming from a gunshot wound that had been treated outside the care of a hospital.”

“He’s a dead fucker!! That fucking piece of shit. I didn’t want his slut of a daughter and kicked her naked ass out of my office, so he goes to kill my wife!”

“Mr. Blake, calm down,” he stated calmly, but I couldn’t be calm. Rage filled me.

“Don’t tell me to calm down. I almost lost my wife, and that fucking wimp couldn’t come after me. Instead, he targets my wife. He’s at the hospital now?”

“Mr. Blake, be careful of what you say. Should Mr. Thompson die, violently, you would be considered a prime suspect. Would you want your young wife without a husband?” The detective was being reasonable and trying to do his job. But fuck, when it’s your family you lose all rational thought. Payback invades your mind, and I’ll have it.

“Has that fucker lost his mind, to try and take my sunshine away?” My parents had been sitting there with Milo and Mike. According to Mike, Zoey had fallen asleep when he checked on her last.

“Mr. Blake, he was in a delirious state and confessed to the attack on your family, as well as something about a blackmail scam with you and some underage sex slaves. Do you know anything about that?” That fuck was in on it with that bitch in Seattle. I was debating what to tell him because I wanted to take these fuckers out on my own, but with the possibility of underage girls being sold for sex ... Fuck, they were going to do that to my girl.

“I don’t know much about it. I only happened to stumble upon the possible blackmail of me and my partner Caleb James in Seattle, but we had come back here, just shortly after the information was told to me. Caleb did get a call to his cell asking him if he was ready to fuck and that they had a young one for him. I don’t know much more than that, except that a possible conspirator could be my wife’s stepmother.”

I told him the story with a few pieces missing. I left out the mayor’s involvement, and the possible whereabouts of her father because those pieces of shit were mine. I wanted blood, and I would get it. I would wait until me and my girl left to get Thompson. I’d destroy that old prick and his daughter, too. I knew she was involved somehow.

“That was all I had, and if you could find a way to say you had obtained the information in a legal way, then that would be great. Anything gained from a warrant could be tossed out if the information is obtained illegally. I don’t want them to get away with anything.”

Milo threw out a great way to gain legal access. “Actually, boss, you could claim your Elizabeth found it while going through some of the belongings, and since the house was legally still hers, as the sole heir, then all you would need was her permission.”

“I’ll contact the FBI in the Seattle office to see if there are any missing minors. Also, I’ll need to get a hold of Mr. James, to get access to his phone records.”

“Give me your card and I’ll contact him and let him know you want to speak with him.” Reid took out one of his cards and handed it over to me.

“I hadn’t heard from Thompson since the confrontation the other day at the office, and the office was in a state of unrest. I talked Caleb into coming into town, so we’d already spoken today, and he was on his way out here.” Reid left the room to make the call to the Feds in Seattle.

“Son, this is going to be a media frenzy and legal nightmare. Your practice could be considered compromised because of your partner’s actions. I can get a PR team in, as soon as you need, and we could try and minimize the damage.”

“Damn, I hadn’t thought about that. All his cases could be called into question, even if nothing illegal happened. Pops, I’m definitely going to need a PR team on this; your best publicists. Milo, as soon as Caleb gets here, I need to see him. Fill him in. Damn... Listen... I can’t handle this right now. I have to go upstairs and make sure Precious is still sleeping.” Since crying like a baby was out of the option, I had to man up and not try to lose my shit. I needed my woman. I was ending this impromptu meeting and going to fill in, or rather up, my wife.

“Mr. Blake, I just got off the phone with the FBI in Seattle, and they’re looking into the background of the establishment she runs. I’ll need to speak to your wife, and so will the Feds back west. This is a serious matter and I know that you want to spare your wife the stress, but there are possible innocent lives at risk.”

“I’ll do it,” called the sweet voice that entered the room.

“Baby, you will only do it if you can handle it, okay?” Elizabeth nodded, then I looked down at her clothes, pulled her close, and whispered in her ear, “Wife, do you mind telling me what the fuck you are doing down here half naked?”

“Jackson, I’m wearing clothes under the robe,” she reasoned.

Cutting her off, I quipped, “Not enough.”

She rolled her eyes at me, and I was rewarded a chuckle from the fucking peanut gallery. They needed to mind their own business.

“I woke up and you weren’t there. I heard you shouting, so I got dressed and came down. Sorry, it took me a long time to get down here,” she apologized like she was too slow to get down here.

I pulled her into my arms. It’s my fault she was down here, it seemed it was my fault for everything. “Sorry for being loud, babe,” I whispered in her ear.

“It’s okay, I just missed my hubby,” she whispered back, as she nipped at my ear.

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I took my wife to bed, as the rest of the party scattered. The detective left, but something about him didn’t sit right with me when it came to my wife, and I wasn’t sure why. He was still a young guy, but not younger than me; I would say around thirty-eight. I didn’t like the way he was looking at my girl. When I brought my suspicions to my dad earlier, he told me he was married to a doctor in a small town over. He was going to need her if he kept looking at my wife.

The next morning, I woke up to a pleasant surprise. Damn, I loved what she did to my cock with her full lips and deep throat. Fuck, I was waking up to an orgasm. I watched my wanton wife as she took it deep, and I was on the verge. She was naked and watching her sexy bottom, rounded out, as she sucked my cock...UGH! “Baby, I’m going to…come … right now…” She fucking hummed; she knew what that shit did to me, and I was supposed to take it easy on her body? I grabbed her head and lifted my hips to fuck her face. I only made it three more thrusts before I jetted my seed down her throat.

I flipped her over and gently laid her down on the bed, as I began my tour of her lovely contours. I licked my way from the tips of her little pink toes and up her slender thighs. “Ah, don’t stop.”

Continuing my journey to the center of my earth, I crawled and caressed, and my efforts were rewarded with moans and sexy little cries. I wondered how many licks of my Lizzy pop it took to get to her creamy center. Her juices flowed into my mouth, and I was sure her cries could be heard throughout the mansion. When we had babies, she was going to have to control her screams.