"Baby, I'm preying on you tonight,hunt you down eat you alive...maybe you think that you can hide,I can smell your scent from miles... Just like animals, animals, like animals"-Maroon 5
I. On the Prowl
John could see her through the dim light of the restaurant, watching her with her 'date'. He had been following her all day and night, stalking her in the shadows, enjoying the scowl on her face when she knew he was there but couldn't see him when she looked around.
She technically was his enemy, the cop that was supposed to lock him up when she got her hands on him, but she never did. He knew she enjoyed the games they'd play, the rush he made her feel.
Their entire predicament was her fault, a month ago she added fuel to the fire between them, setting his skin ablaze, only for her to walk away and pretend like it never happened.
She had given him just a little taste and now he was obsessed. All he thought about as the days went by was her; her scent, her skin, her soft moans, the way she looked at him. The raw passion in her eyes had awaken something inside of him that night, something primeval,…instinctual.
In the span of a few minutes she had turned him into an addict, an obsessed beast with just a little taste and now that she was trying to cut him out, the animal inside of him had broken out of its cage and was on the prowl and it was determined to hunt Jocelyn Carter down and eat her alive.
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30 days ago...
"Thanks a lot John, this is all your fault" Joss breathed out as they ducked into the gazebo as the rain continued to fall in heavy sheets.
"It's not my fault Joss, the weather man didn't say anything about thunderstorms tonight," John replied as he touched the cut on his cheek from where the perp had slashed at his face, lucky it was only superficial but when he found the guy again he'd be sure to return the favor.
"Come here let me see your face."
"Its fine Joss, just a small cut nothing to worry about."
"Over here, now. Don't make me tell you again."
"Yes drill sergeant." John slouched as he moved over to the railing Joss was standing in front of, turning around to sit on the edge and he leaned his face down so she could reach.
Joss looked at the cut on his face, luckily he was right it was nothing but a scratch.
"So doctor what's the prognoses, am I going to make it." he grinned, trying to ignore the sensation he felt as her fingers running along his cheek and jaw.
Joss shook her head, snorting as she playfully slapped his other cheek before moving from between his legs.
John watched silently as she picked at her hair mumbling about it being ruined, wondering what she was talking about, as he admired the soft looking ringlets her hair wet hair had curled into.
"I like it, it suits you," he stated moving to stand next to her
"What are you talking about?"
"Your hair, I like the curls," he clarified letting his fingers push a wet piece of hair from out of her face, his knuckles brushing past her cheek softly.
Joss smiled "Says the man who doesn't have to run a brush through it in the morning."
"Ohh…," John smirked "…are you inviting me to spend the night Detective."
She looked into his eyes always playing games with her, she pursed her lips and leaned back against one of the banisters, "I don't think you could handle that John"
"Is that a challenge?..."he stepped closer to her looking down at her "…because for the record, I can handle all of you."
"Really?..."Joss smiled at his cockiness, stepping forward, the tips of her shoes hitting his as she pressed her chest into his craning her neck up, gazing into his eyes "…because I think you'd choke on just a spoon full"
He felt something inside him snap as he grabbed the sides of her upturned face, smashing his lips onto hers, a groan rumbling in his chest as she grabbed the lapels of his jacket, her fingers brushing against his neck. He encircled her waist with one arm, hooking his other under her leg and picking her up, moving forward until he could sit her down on the railing, his hands moving back to touch her neck and face.
He pulled back to breathe only for her to surge forward thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she pulled him closer with her legs as their tongue danced together.
Joss moaned softly as one of his hands knead her breast before both of them drifted to her waist, pushing her shirt up, exposing her bra. Her eyes fluttered shut as her head fell back relishing his lips, teeth and tongue burning a warm wet trail down her cold clammy skin.
John let out a satisfied moan as he stared at her sheer bra, he could see her thick dark brown nipples staining against the fabric, already hard from the chilly night air. He trailed a thumb over one peak and watched as her stomach muscles flexed under his touch.
"Joss…" He breathed out leaning down to steal another kiss, before whispering against her lips,"…do you want me?"
"Ye.."
The sound of her phone ringing broke the silence, cutting through their moment like a knife.
"Hello….yeah Fusco thanks, we're heading to you."
John stepped back watching her pull her shirt back down as she slide of the railing
"Uhmm…Fusco's waiting at the south entrance for us we should go."
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"Sir would you like some more wine?"
John's eyes fluttered as he came back to reality, turning his eyes the waiter nodding slightly as the young man re-filled his glass before turning his attention back on his prey.
Joss smiled polity pushing a strand of her hair back behind her ear as her date excused himself to the bathroom before they got ready to go. Letting out a sigh of frustration when he was out of ear shot. This was the third date she had been on ever since she stupidly let herself get felt up by a vigilante under a gazebo at night, she didn't know what shocked her more, the fact that it was in a public place or the fact that she had been willing to let him yank her clothes off and give it to her right then and there.
Ever since that night she felt paranoid, like he was following her around, but every time she tried to catch him in the act, he'd disappear. She shook her head bringing her glass of wine to her lips, only to stop mid sip when she sensed a familiar presence as a chill moved down her spine. Her phone suddenly buzzed, the '1 new message' notification playing across her phones screen, exhaling slowly she put her glass down and picked up her phone.
Unknown Number: 'That's a beautiful red dress Detective, I wish you'd wear things like that for me.'
She narrowed her eyes as she looked over her shoulder to see if he was behind her, turning her attention back to her phone when she felt it vibrate in her hand.
Unknown Number: 'In front of you.'
She looked up slowly, scanning through the dim lighting of the restaurant, her eyes roaming over the other patrons until they finally landed on him.
He was seated in a lounge chair, his long legs crossed at the knees, one arm resting on the empty seat next to him, he had traded in his normal uniform for a sleek black three piece suit with a deep grey shirt and black tie.
He was just staring at her, his blue eyes gleaming a silver hue from the lighting, she lingered on his pink lips, the same soft lips that made her legs weak and her skin shiver in wanton need as she remembered the feel of his hands on her body and the taste of his lips.
She bit her lip to keep from moaning aloud, only to feel slightly embarrassed as he leaned his head on a fisted hand, kissing the air at her, smirking as if he knew what she was thinking.
"Joss…are you okay?"
Joss jumped slightly as she heard her date, turning to look at him and smiled unconvincingly
"Yes I'm fine… I just got distracted…are you ready to go?"
She stood up slowly as he pulled her chair out and helped her into her coat, she grabbed her purse her phone vibrating agian
Unknown Number: 'I'll be waiting for you little red.'
She felt a shiver in the air as if he had been standing right next to her whispering in her ear.
As she shove her phone into her bag she looked back to where John was sitting only to find the seat empty.