Happy Birthday!!

“The Rented Husband”


2012 Copyright All Rights Reserved


Chapter 31

    Seth stared at the lap top, hardly believing what he was reading.  They finally caught a break.  It wasn’t much but it was a start.  His buddy back in New York was able to track the portable phone to the place of purchase.  It was a small store, “The Cracking Box” located on the bottom floor of the court house where Olivia worked. 

    Now, all he had to do was pull the right strings, find out the time of purchase and get his hands on a copy of the security video, Bam!  They would have the perp.  He sat there smiling at himself, finally a break.

    “What are you smiling at?” 

    He looked up from his lap top and froze.  He eyes widened as he took a minute to fully appreciate his beautiful wife.  Standing there with her hair wrapped in a towel and another one wrapped around her body, he was more than enjoying the view. Even after all these years of being with her; she still had this amazing ability to steal his breath away. 

    Swallowing, he had to remind himself that they were on to something.  Shaking his head to clear his lusty thoughts he pointed at the lap top. “I think we may finally  have a lead on Olivia‘s stalker,” he told her. 

    She rounded the table and came to stand beside him, peering over his shoulder at the open e-mail.  She stayed as silent while she read. 

    “I don’t get it,“ she huffed when she was finished.  Seth eyes were stuck on the way that her chest heaved with the small movement.  “Olivia is such a sweet person, why would anyone want to harm her?“ 

    Looking up, away from her chest, Seth wrapped his arms around his wife and pulled her down into his lap.  “That’s a good question sweet heart.”  He dropped his chin on her shoulder and stared back at the dim lit screen.  “A really good question.”

    She covered his hands with her own.  “If it’s someone at the court house, could it possibly be someone that she has prosecuted in the past?”

    “Could be,” he said, “It could also be someone she works with; someone that works at the court house or just some crazed stalker that has his eyes set on your sister.”

    Feeling his wife shiver, he squeezed his arms just a little tighter around her.  “Don’t worry, we’re going to nail the bastard baby.  Nothing is going to happen to Olivia.  As God as my witness, I won’t allow it.”

    She turned so that she was straddling his lap and could see his face.  “I know you won’t,” she whispered softly, resting her head on his shoulder.  “I trust you.”

    He sighed into her hair.  She trusted him.  Hearing those three words should have made him feel exuberant.  Instead, he felt down right weary.  He just hoped that her trust wasn’t misplaced.  No matter what happens, he  would have to make good on his promise because if something did happen to Olivia, he didn’t know if she would be able to live with him or if he would even be able to live with himself.

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    “Hold on a minute,” Brody breathed, balancing Olivia with one arm and using the other to reach in his back pocket for the room key.  She had her arms wrapped around his neck and her wicked little mouth was teasing the hell out of him.

    “You taste so good,” she murmured against his skin. 

    He stilled when she used her teeth to graze the sensitive space behind his ear.  His muscles bunched and coiled tighter than a rattle snake waiting to strike it‘s prey.  “You’re killing me babe,” he wheezed, gripping his hand tighter around the key card that he was holding. 

    He felt her deep chuckle all the way in his gut.  The sound spilled from her lips and melted into his senses.  He didn’t think he had ever been  more aroused than he was at that single moment and that wasn‘t necessarily a good thing.  “Liv,” he drawled out, dropping his head back  while she dealt him such sweet torture with her lips, “Please- let me open the door.”

    She answered him with a sharp nip at his neck and he hissed out a gasp in response.  “Liv,” he warned, if she continued to push him at this pace, they may never make it into the room.  He was awfully close as it was to just pulling her jeans down and taking her right here, right now, up against the hotel door.

    She sensed his desperation and pulled away from the crook of his neck giggling.  “You are way to easy,” she told him, fiddling with the top button of his shirt. 

    Cool air hit the wet skin that Olivia had just suckled and thankfully he was able to gain some semblance of his control back.  He didn’t dare look at her, not until they got in the room.  Taking the key, he quickly swiped it in the door and pushed it open. 

    He didn’t hesitate.  He walked in the room and used the heel of his foot to close it behind him.  As soon as the door shut, his mouth fused to hers.  It was a drugging kiss that left her reeling sideways and panting for more, much…. much more. 

    His lips left hers, only to burn a trail of fire down her chin and to the smooth arc of her neck.  A needy moan spilled from her lips when his hands started to mold and form to her breasts. 

    “You like that,” he stated, already knowing the answer.  His mouth slowly inched it’s way back up towards hers.  “You like it when I touch you like this?”

    “Yesss,” she hummed, short of breath.  “Very much.”

    He heard the weakness in her voice and smiled.  She may have teased him out in the hall but it was his turn now.  He was the one that was doing the teasing now.  “Off,” he tugged at her shirt, keeping his mouth on her, anywhere that he could find bare skin. 

    She lifted her arms, more than happy to oblige.  Her eyes half lidded as she stared up at him, lost in a moment of frenzied passion.

    He unbuttoned her shirt, pushing it off of her shoulders.  When it was gone, he paused to stare at her, dropping the shirt he still held in his hands to the floor.  Leaning in he pressed a line of soft, wet kisses along her neck and between her breast until he reached the top of her jeans.

    Once there, he used his deft fingers to unbuckle the belt that surrounded her waist and pulled at the snap of her jeans.  He was eager to reveal the  secrets that were so lavishly hidden from him.  He pulled her pants to the floor, only stopping to blow warm, heated breaths over her burning pit of femininity that was still covered by the silky white lacy panties she was wearing.

    He stood up to his full height and took a small step back; enjoying the view that he had revealed.  Brody was at a complete loss for words. 

    He had dreamt and fantasized about this moment for what seemed like forever and while he imagined it so clearly in his head; his imagination failed in comparison as to the reality of what was standing right in front of him.

    The knot in his throat tripled in size.  She stood before him, clad only in her white lacy bra and panties and he would be damned if it didn‘t seem to make him get even harder.  All of his blood pooled to one central place of his body just below the belt and his own breathing began to accelerate.  “You are absolutely beautiful,” he rasped.   

    Olivia started to walk backwards, crooking her finger at him.  Her eyes were that of a seductive temptress, beckoning her prey.  “Shower with me?”  

    Brody continued to stand there as he watched her back up.  He willed his feet to move, but they were stuck to ground.  She disappeared into the bathroom and a minute later, he heard the shower running. 

    “Are you coming?” She called out.  On the tail end of her words, the scrap of material that she wore as panties came flying out the door, landing in a heap on the floor. 

    He shook his head, staring at the material.  I’m coming alright, he thought to himself, I just hope it won’t happen pre-maturely.  “Ugh, yeah,” he stumbled over his words, jerking his own shirt over his head.  Quickening his movements, he haphazardly tossed it behind him, not caring where it landed.

    Bare chested, he started for the bathroom, trying to undo his pants at the same time.  The task was not as easy as it seemed because somewhere between pushing them down, stepping out of them and trying to take hasty steps, he faltered, falling flat on his face.

    Olivia stood in the shower, enjoying the steam as it billowed around her.  She had just tilted her head back, absorbing the feel of the water as it flowed over her already feverish skin when she heard a rather loud crash in the other room, snapping her head back up to attention.   “Brody?”

    Through the sounds of the rushing water, she heard his muttered curses and grinned; she could only imagine what had just happened.  “I’m coming,” he all but growled. 

    She heard his encroaching footsteps when he entered the bathroom.  Even though she knew that he was there, she still startled when he wrenched the shower curtain aside, fully exposing her to his unyielding gaze.

    “Are you sure that your ready for this?” He asked her, stepping into the already crowded shower with her.

    “Yes.”

    He turned her around so that her back was facing him and brought her against his chest.  His hands moved down her arms as he started to memorized every line and curve of her body.  Her head fell back against his shoulders as his hands covered her in the most intimate of places.  “Liv, my dear sweet Olivia,” he purred at his ears.  “The things that you do to me.”

    Her breaths turned in to short pants as he worked his magic with his hands.  She wasn’t a complete innocent but she had now where near the experience of Brody so she was content to let him lead the way.  As he touched her, kissed her and played her like a harp; the pleasures mounting in her body began to sky rocket into outter space.  She was there, yet she wasn’t.  She was at his mercy and all she could do was feel, feel every single defense that she had built up against him crumble to the ground.

    “Let go,” he encouraged, taking her lips in a lascivious kiss.

    And she did.  She let go and something in her blew wide open.  She screamed his name as her world fell apart in a blinding rainbow of neon bright colors.  Her body thrummed with such intense pleasure that she sagged against him. 

    Brody let out a satisfied chuckle while he held her in his arms.  She was like a sated kitten, pawing at his chest.  It was at that moment that he realized, he needed her like he needed air to breathe.  There was no going back, he wanted her and he was determined to have her, no matter what it took.

    “Liv,” he nudged her head, noticing the water starting to run cold, “Let’s take this to the bed.”

    “Yeah,” she agreed, regaining her equilibrium.  “Let’s.”

    Brody stepped out of the shower first, grabbing a towell and passing it to Olivia.  She smiled at him, and wrapped it around her.  He grabbed the other towel, and jumped when a thundering knock pelted the door.

    “Brody?!  Olivia?!  I know that your both in there.”  Seth announced irritably.  “I need you to open the door now, we have something on the stalker that I think you need to see.”