Here comes the sequel and this story will be longer than the previous. Thank you the reviews, I was sooo happy when I read them (I was smirking like an idiot :D)
Blacklist is not mine…unfortunately…
1. It takes two to tango
Liz thought Red would make her pay because of the previous night but the next day when he had come to the Blacksite he had acted like nothing had happened between them. On the first three days she had still expected something from him so she had been aware of every little of his steps but nothing. In her deepest thoughts she was disappointed because that night she had almost lost her self-control and secretly wished that Red would punish her and made her lose control with him.
But Red hadn't done anything and she had given up waiting. She thought maybe he had regretted their game.
It had been a week since their bet.
They were working on the new blacklister named Alexander Knob and the case took all of her energies; this guy always slipped away from their hands just before they could grab him. There were thousands of documents about him but he had never been caught before. Before she drowned to the paper-sea somebody softly knocked on her door.
"I heard you couldn't catch Alexander. I have a few new information about him which may help. It's not a big deal but it's a good start." it was Red with his usual attitude.
"Good. Give me the document and I'll take care of it." she stood up from her desk and stepped in front of him.
"Sweetheart it's not a document. Truth to be told it's a bunch of documents." he chuckled.
"Great. Another night in the office." she sighed. Since they had wanted to trace Alexander down she had slept more often in the office than home. She was hungry and tired but her stubbornness kept her keep looking after him.
"No you won't. Pick up your documents and I'll drive you home." he shook his head.
"I can't Red, there is a lot of paper on that goddamn desk and I haven't read them yet." she protested and rubbed her temple.
"I can't let you stay here all night; what would you say if I tell you that I'm going to take you home, we'll drink something and I'll help you with the case." he couldn't stand see her in this state; she was pale and her beautiful eyes screamed for sleeping.
She smiled at him then nodded. She quickly collected her papers and went after Red. It was only three in the afternoon but she didn't care about the leaving because she had done more overtime work in this week so it was equal. However she didn't think somebody would dare to mention to Reddington that he shouldn't take Liz with him before the end of her work.
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She had moved to a little house in the outskirt of the town after they had caught Berlin; it had one bedroom with bathroom, a large living room and kitchen. It was smaller than the previous but it had a wonderful feeling. Whenever she stepped into the house it felt like she was safe, she was home.
Of course without navigation Red went to the living room and made himself comfortable. Liz brought two beers and sat down on the armchair opposite to him. While he was busy with the papers she took the chance and let her eyes wondered on Red; he was wearing the same suit like one week before. It became her favourite one, she noted.
"Lizzie, are you listening?" her eyes fall back to his.
"Sorry, what did you say?" she shook her head; she should have concentrated on the case instead of the man in front of her.
He sighed heavily and put down the papers from his hand.
"I said that I need some time to look through them before we start this."
"I thought you already did" she furrowed her eyebrows.
"I didn't have enough time. So; while I'm reading these, you're going to sleep for a few hours. And" he raised his index finger "before you could say no; it's not an offer, it's an order. If I have to I'll drag you to your bed, tie you down and stab you with sedative." he warned her.
"You should do that without the stabbing"
She knew Red wouldn't let her work so she just agreed and went to the bedroom. As her head reached the pillow she immediately fell asleep.
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She had slept only two hours but she felt herself renewed. Liz walked back to the living room and found Red where she left; on the couch with unbuttoned vest, loosened tie, papers on his hands. She cleared her throat and he raised his head smirking at her.
"Hey, Sleeping Beauty! You don't look like a zombie anymore. Slept well?"
"That's nice." she said sarcastically. And no, she wouldn't admit that he had been right about the sleeping, ever! Liz sat back to the armchair and brought some documents to her lap. "Have you found something?"
"Yes, it might be interesting" and he handed some photo to her.
Within three hours they found out that Alexander was actually in abroad and there was someone at the backstage who managed his business.
"It has to be covered by a legal business." Liz said. "Maybe a smaller shop or something where he can hide his dirty money."
"Yes…sorry sweetheart, but would you allow me to make some tea? I'll go crazy if I can't drink some tea."
"Um…of course, make yourself home."
After ten minutes he returned with two cup of tea in his hand.
"I brought you some too"
"Oh, no thank you. I'm not thirsty."
"C'mon, you have to taste it; it's made by rose and jasmine. It'll clear your mind." he almost begged her to taste his tea, how could she resist?
"Where did you find it anyway?" she asked and took a sip. It was really delicious however she wasn't really like teas.
"Not in your kitchen cabinet" he chuckled and tasted his own. "I brought it with me because I knew you haven't got any delicious tea."
"How did you….Never mind" if you can't bear the answer, don't ask the question -she thought. "So what do you think about my theory?"
"I know a little grocery store and I think that'll be the key. You should take a look at it tomorrow."
"Guess, we can't do anything tonight." she sighed. At least they were closer to Alexander.
"No. I think it's time to go." he checked his wristwatch then stood up and headed to the door.
"Where's Dembe by the way?"
"Business." Red replied shortly.
"Does he have a business?" she giggled.
"Everybody has one. He will be gone for a few days." he put the fedora on his head and opened the door.
"Until then take care of yourself." she didn't pay enough attention for a minute and things like this were slipping out of her mouth.
He smiled at her then nodded.
"I'll do my best." with that he left.
She returned to the house and after a quick shower she found herself on the bed reading the reports again but in the end she fell asleep.
She was blindfolded but she could tell that she wasn't in her bedroom anymore. Liz wore her favourite black French dress she could feel the familiar material against her skin. She wanted to take off the scarf witch blindfolded her but two soft but steady hands gently grabbed her wrist and lead her somewhere. She should have been afraid but she didn't; these two hands stopped her by her shoulder then one of them swept her hair away from her neck and the owner of the hands started to kiss the back of her neck. He was standing behind her and slowly unzipped her dress which fell down to her feet. She was shaking; because of the kisses and because of the stranger who softly touched her throat then let his fingers travel down on her body just like he was playing a soft, erotic music on her. His hands travelled down again but this time he kissed her spine down and gently bit her ass which made her whimper. She was already aroused and wanted to make things faster but in the mean time she wanted him to be the dominant one; she was a strong woman at work and in her private life too but sometimes it felt so good to be vulnerable especially with a man who knew how to make it pleasurable.
He kissed her tight while his talented fingers caressed her inner tight avoiding her feminine area. She couldn't help but moaned again and again. He stood up, cupped her cheek and tilted her head to make enough space to his mouth; he peppered her neck with hot wet kisses until he reached her lips. He gave her a slow sensual kiss maybe the most delicious thing she had ever tasted.
His lips and her cologne were so familiar to her…
He stood behind her again and his right hand rested on her belly, kept her close to his chest while the other slowly took off the scarf as he gently nibbled her ear. As the scarf disappeared she found herself in front of a big full-length mirror in her favourite black lace underwear. They were in a dark room but the moonshine gave enough light so she could see that they were standing in front of a king size bed. She lifted her eyes in the mirror to the man and a soft moan died in her throat; Raymond Reddington looked back at her with his predatory gaze still nibbling and kissing her ear.
"I'm gonna make you mine, Lizzie" he whispered while his eyes never left hers.
She almost climaxed when she woke up. Liz hadn't had this dream for a long time but this was the most effective; she felt her cheeks burning while her heart tried to jump out of her chest, not to mention the ache between her legs. She sat up, buried her face to her hands and let out a frustrated scream.
After a cold shower she went to the kitchen to fill a glass with wine for ease her nerves. It was strange; she had been awake since almost three quarters of an hour but she still felt her sex throbbing tirelessly. Instead of sipping her liquor she drank it up at once and filled the glass again. She didn't know what was wrong with her but she couldn't get the dream out of her head; Liz had dreamed the same for a long time and sometimes she continued the fantasy while she helped herself release the frustration. In those fantasies he had taken her from behind while their eyes were locked in the mirror.
She shook her head and gulped the whole wine again.
"If you keep going like this I'll have to take you to the detox." a male chuckled behind her. Luckily she wore her big navy blue bathrobe so she felt herself less nude.
She slowly turned around and found the man in front of her who almost made her cum in her dream.
"Red, what are you doing here in the middle of the night?!" she whispered; she wasn't sure that her voice wouldn't betray her.
"I left my cufflinks on your coffee table."
"And it couldn't wait until tomorrow?"
"Those are my favourite" he whined. He came closer to her to take a better look at her.
"Is he wearing more cologne tonight? Oh, god why he has to come closer to me right now?" she protested and stepped back but her waist connected with the kitchen counter.
"What's wrong sweetheart?" his asked her worried while he studied her face.
"Nothing" she periled quickly. Maybe too quickly.
"Please, don't lie to me. I can see that something is wrong. Did somebody make you upset?" he cupped her cheeks and Liz bit her lower lip. "Holy…your cheeks are burning!" Red reached his index and middle finger above her pulse point "And your heart is ready to explode!" his eyes widened. "Lizzie, what happened?" his voice was now louder.
"I don't know" she admitted while tried to resist the urge to press herself against Red.
"Did you take something?"
"No."
"Other symptoms than the burning skin and hard heartbeat?"
"Other than the unbearable ache between my legs and the desire for you?"
"No." she lied.
His hands ghosted down to her wrist and hold them gently.
"Sweetheart, I don't want to scare you but maybe somebody poisoned you. What did you eat today?"
"Um, a toast in the morning, then a salad for lunch and pork sandwich for dinner. I made all of them for myself." she kept whispering. The fact that she could be poisoned didn't decrease her libido.
"What did you drink?"
"I bought some coffee in the morning, during the day I drank mineral water and the tea with you."
He thought about a moment then spoke again.
"Maybe the waitress took something in your coffee….or maybe" in that moment he looked directly at her eyes. "I accidentally put some Lovegra to your tea" and his worried face turned into a smug gaze.
Lizzie tried to push him away but he kept her wrists firmly. The bastard knew how she would react.
"You know what is it? No? The world knows it as female Viagra. It is found that reduced blood supply to the female reproductive system. It increases the supply of blood and increases the sensitivity. Lovegra relaxes the muscles, thus the arteries in this region gets open and the blood supply to the female reproductive system. However it was made for women in her middle age. But if a young, sexually active female takes some, the pills push her in the horniest state she has ever experienced." he spoke low while his eyes never left her dilated pupils.
"Son of a bitch!" she whispered angrily and oh so turned on.
Red chuckled devilishly and with a swift motion he grabbed her waist and pushed her up to the kitchen counter. She was shocked and before she could protest his fingers sneaked around her wrists again then Red took her hands behind her back and with his right hold both of them firmly.
He leaned close to her ear and spoke again:
"Did you really think that I won't punish you for leaving me chained to my chair after you turned me on?" he gently bit her lobe while his left hand wondered up and down on her tight under her robe. "You just started a new game for us; it's a wicked one without rules. We both know that you want me as bad as I want you." to prove his right he started slowly rocking his hardening groin back and forth against her core which made her moan "So the loser will be the one who lose the self-control first."
The way he talked to her and rocked his hips against her; she couldn't help but clenched her legs around his waist.
"Are you giving up that fast?" he smirked devilishly while bit and sucked her lower lip and finally kissed her passionately. This time he was the one who slipped his tongue into her mouth and discovered it first. When he felt that she was close to losing her control Red let her wrists go and her hands automatically started undoing his buttons. She pushed him away a bit so she could stand on her feet again and started to guide him to the bedroom never breaking their kiss. He didn't see where they were going but he was sure about his winning. Just when he heard the lock and felt the cold air he knew something wasn't right.
"I won't let you win this easy" she grinned against his lips then pushed him out of her house and shut the door behind her. She sat down on the floor because she wasn't sure that her jelly knees could hold her anymore.
"The first round is yours, but you haven't won the war yet." she grinned.
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Meanwhile on the other side of the door Red rested him against the door while slowly buttoned up his shirt. His hard groin and bumping heart needed a minute to calm down but as he played back the previous scene in his mind again and again he felt himself getting more hardened as if it was possible.
"This is going to be fun" he laughed throatily.
to be continued…
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