RED

Chapter 5

She didn’t know what was wrong with her.

She was just…numb. Like somebody put all of her emotions into a box and locked it with seven padlocks. She wasn’t happy but she wasn’t sad either. She just survived the days. There wasn’t any case so Liz didn’t do anything all day but finish paperwork and play Angry Birds. Something was missing.

Something important, she knew. She felt it in her guts but she didn’t know or let’s say, didn’t dare to name this missing treasure.

Nothing was worse than when a person didn’t feel anything but disinterest about the world around her or him. Hell, even anger or sadness was better than this!

Lizzie literally hated these days when she didn’t feel any motivation to say or suggest or even murmur something.

She had to change her mood because this statement would kill her slowly and painfully.

And nothing was a better cure for this illness than good old fantasies.

Ressler went out to get some coffee for them because they had decided that this day would be the day when they’d finish all the paper work.

Times like this, when she was alone she picked an online radio station and listen to some music through her headset to relax. She could have listened out loud because it was nearly ten p.m. and Liz, Ressler and one or two more agents were there but she preferred the headset because this way she felt the intimacy between her and the beat of the music. For the first time this day she felt something more than disinterest. A really hot music hummed things to her ear and she couldn’t help but put her legs together up on the desk, lean back in her chair and close her eyes. As the lyrics went line by line her mind created a room.

In this room the song created something new, something hot. Only the pale moonlight gave a solid light to this room where there was a king size bed with welcoming feelings and she couldn’t resist the urge; she just lay down and buried her nose into the pillow. She felt his scent on it. His, sweet yet very masculine scent with a dash of his cologne. It was intoxicating, all of her senses came alive, and she felt the familiar heat rising between her legs. She looked around for a moment and when she didn’t see anything but the silhouette of the furniture she rolled to her stomach and her right hand slowly made its way down to her panties. She caressed her hipbone for a minute then she slid down the material and placed her finger to that pleasurably sweet spot between her legs then started making circles which were sometimes fast, sometimes painfully slow.

She had a special selection of music which she called ‘bedtime songs’ and this new song had just joined.   As the music played slow beats she slowly rocked her hips back and forth while she rested her hands in her lap; she could hardly control herself not to do the same as she in her fantasy.

She was close to the edge when Liz opened her eyes and a whimper escaped from her; she found the man in front of her, sitting in the armchair in a three-piece suit without the jacket, right leg above the other and he was watching her with an unreadable face but his body language told her, he was smug as always.

She stared at him for a minute then she closed her eyes again and continued her business. Feeling his hungry eyes dancing on her skin boiled the blood in her veins which made her fingers move faster and faster until she died and went to that heaven of pleasures. A few minutes later when she opened her eyes again, Red was nowhere. She wanted to get up and look for him but then she felt warm hands on her hips which belonged unmistakably to him. He parted her legs with his knee while she heard as he undid his belt and unzipped his fly. His talented hand roamed to her throbbing groin and caressed it for a minute before thrusting into her more forcibly than usual. He carried this roughness through their lovemaking but she didn’t mind, moreover she liked this cold behavior of his.

A tiny moan escaped from her and her eyes snapped open immediately but nobody was in the room so she returned to her secret room which was now loud because of her moans and screams. Unconsciously she lightly rubbed her thighs together and then she felt the similar hand resting on her knee. She didn’t dare to open her eyes because she feared the feeling would disappear; Liz was sure she just imagined the hand on her which went up on her leg and slipped between her mid-thighs while another pulled out the headset from her ears.

“Mmm… I have to tell you that nothing compares to the scene when I come back and all I can see is you sitting comfortable in a chair while your gorgeous hips do this little movements back and forth. Two weeks without you made me a bit impatient to touch you again but right now I literally can’t resist the urge to make you mine. Right here. Right now.” He whispered into her ear while his hand between her legs moved up and down avoiding her groin.

She opened her eyes and hadn’t imagined the hand; Red was finally with her. As the realization hit her, suddenly that little box with the seven padlocks disappeared and all of her emotions deluged her; the one missing thing in her life was Red’s presence. He had been gone for two weeks and she hadn’t heard from him during this time. She wasn’t angry at him because Red had said earlier that he would be gone for a few weeks because of Berlin.

She hardly admitted to herself that she had missed Red and also hardly admitted the growing feeling toward him. She knew she shouldn’t let herself daydream about a relationship with him so she swallowed all the happy tears and took a deep breath then she whispered;

“If I’d want to follow this line, hypothetically of course, how would you satisfy this urge?” she grinned and closed her eyes again.

“Well…first, I’d pick you up from here and I’d carry you to that comfortable couch then put you down on my lap.” as he told this Red picked her up in bridal position and did the same. To his surprise she didn’t protest. “Then I’d kiss you properly.” and he did. When they felt each other’s tongue both of them moaned. The slowness and sensuality was soon replaced by a hard and passionate kiss.

Red felt thousands of hundreds butterflies in his belly. They had been in a ‘friends with benefits’ relationship for almost four months and they hadn’t been apart from each other more than three days since then. He still remembered when he had got home they had acted like horny teenagers so they had made love all day. He started loving her even more than the rules would allow him but not just because of the s****l attraction; what his associates had told him about Liz in the past twenty years he had started experiencing on his own; her love, hate, anger, the overprotective behavior, but one of the most beautiful things was when she truly smiled at him; not the smile-because-I-have-to-smile, but the smile-because-I’m-happy or smile-because-you-made-me-laugh. Times like this her whole body laughed and he’d destroy the whole world and build it again to see her smiling this way.

He started to play with the rules to make the time longer in order to spend with her.; sometimes he took her to a restaurant, or flew to Cuba with her.

His thoughts were disturbed by a gentle bite on his lower lip.

“Where are you?” she asked him quietly, smiling at him and his heart stopped for a second. That smile.

“Sorry, I just…” he didn’t finish it, just kissed her again but this time he invested all of his emotions into that kiss which affected her because she threw her right leg to the other side and straddled him. Red pulled her closer to him and silently moaned when she was in position right above his groin.

Liz was impatient. She couldn’t bear to wait one more minute to feel his gentle touch, his delicious kiss, his smooth skin everywhere. No, she wasn’t a nymphomaniac, she could live without s*x and she had already when she had left Tom; that time Liz hadn’t had s*x with another person for five months.

But the s*x with Red was different.

It was like a drug; it was addictive and when you didn’t have even a little dose you started craving for more and you’d end up in the corner of the dark room, sitting and shaking, waiting for your drug dealer to give you a new dose.

Until then Hell was on Earth and Heaven was somewhere else.

She started kissing his jawline and she was aware of the fact that one of his most sensitive areas was his neck. When she bit the skin above his pulse point he groaned and squeezed her ass.

They were about to leave their clothes behind when both of them heard Ressler as he was speaking on his phone. Lizzie jumped from his lap and straightened her blouse; she almost looked like she hadn’t wanted to make love in the office. Almost. She sat down at her desk and let out an annoyed sigh which made Red laugh a bit.

“Later” he said with low voice.

When Ressler entered the room a wicked idea entered her mind and she looked at Red with annoyance.

“Seriously, Red why don’t you just call me and we could search all of the important papers about him.”

For a second Red didn’t know what was wrong with her but then he entered the game.

“I am really sorry that you have to do your job after work time, and I’m really sorry that the devil never sleeps, Agent Kol.” he rolled his eyes. “Hey, Donald, how are you? I just reviewed the new case with Agent Kol.”

“What case?”

“Some kind of Jacob with a long name who could help us catch Berlin.” she lied easily to Ressler. “And, of course, Redmill needs the documents about this guy right now so I have to go to the evidence storage and search them.”

“I’ll help you to find these papers.” he shrugged.

“Oh, no, you can go home. One of us should sleep a little tonight.” She shot a death glare toward Red who grinned mischievously.

If the FBI found out that she was sleeping with the Concierge of Crime, at least she could change jobs and be a Broadway actress.

“No, I’ll stay. I’m not really tired” he smiled at her and she returned the gesture.

“Then let’s go.” she stood up and they headed to the door. When Red went to the elevator Liz stopped him by his elbow. “Oh, noooo, you’ll help us find the documents. You’re the only one who memorized his name.” she grinned at him.

Red acted like he was annoyed but this performance turned him on more and he was curious about what would happen next.

They were at the door of the FBI evidence storage facility when she stopped suddenly and buried her face into her hands.

“What’s wrong, Liz?” Ressler asked.

“I forgot to give water to Hudson. I have to go home.” she looked at Red, begging with her eyes to stop her.

“Lizzie, this is important and we’re wasting precious time as Berlin steps away from us. You can’t leave because of a dog. He’ll live.”

“I’m staying here.” Ressler suggested.

“I speak only with agent Kol about this case. Sorry Donnie, you’re not good enough.” Red patted his shoulder then Ressler rolled his eyes and took her keys from her hand.

“Then I’ll go and give water to your dog.”

“Thank you Ressler, you’re the best.” she smiled at him and Ressler went to his car.

The room was big and she knew there were cameras everywhere, but one of them which observed the left corner of the room didn’t record; she had heard Aram’s complaints about the security system which hardly worked, not to mention that none of them recorded any voice and he had proved right with this camera.

She looked up and smiled when she didn’t see the red spot. Liz turned around and found Red in front of her still confused a bit. She leaned against a table where usually the agents put down the necessary items to find out the truth. (It became a twisted habit for them not to use items properly.)

“We have forty-five minutes without Ressler…what are we going to do?” she sighed then a devilish grin appeared on her lips.

“Oh, you are really bad, sweetheart.” he chuckled and closed the distance between them.

She pushed off his jacket from his shoulders and started to unbutton his vest and shirt while he did the same with her clothes but their lips never left each other. He put her to the table and when all her clothes were gone he knelt in front of her and kissed her inner-thighs. She rested herself on her elbows while her head was thrown back and her eyes were closed. He put her left leg to his shoulder and without any warning he licked and sucked her c**t forcefully; not as much as he’d have wanted since it wasn’t the time for long foreplay.

After a few minutes Liz came quickly and he stood up carefully; he didn’t want to hurt the muscles in her left leg which was still on his shoulder. He took his time on her breasts but not as long for it to have satisfied his needs.

She wanted to put down her leg from his shoulder and pay back his previous generous caresses but he held her by her waist.

“I’d be more than happy if you’d do that but unfortunately time is running out.” he mumbled against her collarbone and entered into her inch by inch with a bit more force than usually. When he was fully in her Red drew small circles with his hips slowly because he knew this would drive her crazy and she would forgive his roughness.

For a minute she wondered if Red was a mind-reader and he had heard her fantasy, but as he set the pace all thought disappeared from her mind and she saw stars.

And they were there again, just like four months ago; a complete mess around them but this mess was also a wonderful thing for them.

Her moans became louder and Red cupped her cheek with his hand and rested his forehead against her.

“Shh, darling…somebody could hear you” he lingered his thumb on her swollen lower lip and Liz took it into her mouth, sucked it hard and smirked when this time his lips let out a low groan.

Oh, yes she knew how to make him completely lose control.

He slowed down for a few slow but hard thrusts then he quickened the pace again and they came like mad.

As he felt his member calm down Red kissed her calf and placed her left leg around his waist as he withdrew. He kissed her neck up to her temple and rested his forehead against hers.

“I missed you.” he whispered with closed eyes.

The seriousness in his voice made her heart jump a little and truth be told she was scared because it seemed like her daydreams came true; she knew Red didn’t have romantic feeling toward her but the way he had told her these three little words …it was almost a declaration of love.

“Thank you.” she whispered and pushed him back by his chest then she stood on her jelly legs and dressed up again.

Thank you…THANK YOU? Seriously?! He let out a disappointed sigh and collected his things.

When both of them finished dressing Red looked at her with a small but still sad smile on his lips.

“Now, let’s find somebody whose name is Jacob with a long last name.”

Two minutes later Ressler joined who didn’t have the slightest clue what had happened there but he could tell that Red had told Liz something because now they acted really weird again.