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The next morning Eliot was picking her up to head to Fox's office. Glancing at the clock she realized she had time for one more cup of coffee before she would have to head down. Sitting in front of her laptop she checked to make sure everything was still in place. There was no activity on any of his accounts. The sooner he accessed them the sooner they would be able to trace everything and she could head back to Metropolis and get back to saving the world.
Making her way to the lobby she sighed. It wasn't going to be easy. Last night Chloe had dreamt of Eliot. Although dream was a bit tame to describe the heated encounter Chloe's sex starved brain conjured up. She woke up a sweaty mess. The sheets were tangled around her legs and her pulse was racing.
Sitting in the car with him today was going to be an exercise of self control. She was already having hard time keeping her lust in check. It was going to be even harder now that her brain had managed to conjure up images in full Technicolor of what Eliot could do to her.
She pulled the car door open and slipped into the passenger seat. Sitting in the cup holder was a tall Latte.
"What's this for?"
"It's from Sophie for last night." Eliot mumbled the words.
"With Parker?" Chloe took a long sip on the hot beverage and sighed. "I don't understand."
"She doesn't make friends easy but she called you her friend this morning so whatever you did last night thank you." She smiled at him. "From Sophie. Not me."
"No certainly not you. You're big and tough and mean." She took another sip. "Either way I didn't need to be rewarded. I had fun too. Something my life has been in short supply of lately."
"Great now that everyone is having a good time can we get back down to business?"
Eliot eased the car into the parking spot in front of Fox's office and got out of the car. Chloe was close on his heels.
"Officers. Welcome." He didn't great them by name but he could have. He had gotten their names from the waitress at the coffee shop and had checked their financials the minute he had gotten back to his office. Not that Chloe was surprised. He had to know who was worth targeting and who wasn't. Eliot's sizable inheritance made him the perfect mark.
"So I've thought about it and retirement sounds better than a boat. I'm going to try and delay my gratification."
"A wise decision Officer…"
"Officer Mahoney." Eliot offered him the information he already had. "And this is my partner Officer Sullivan." Chloe offered him her hand and had to fight against the need to squeeze harder than necessary. He was a weasel. Slick and sneaky and disgusting and she couldn't wait to take him down.
"Nice to formally meet you both. He motioned them to sit in the chairs across from his desk. "Why don't we start with you telling me how much you have and we can figure out just how young you can retire."
20 minutes later and Eliot had given Fox every piece of the financial puzzle. Chloe had to fight to keep the grin from her face. This was the information they needed. Chloe could just hear the clicking of handcuffs. He was going down. She wanted to do a victory dance. Instead she sat there silently and tried to think about really boring stuff. Anything but that fact that the case was going to be over and she was going back to metropolis and this jackass was going to jail.
She did the dance on the inside and then took another sip of the coffee Peter had gotten for them. Trying not to enjoy it too much. There was something morally wrong about enjoying a criminal's coffee. Even if it was dark roast Sumatra blend.
When they were done and safely inside their car Chloe did her dance. Wiggling and pumping her fist while Eliot stared at her dumbfounded.
When she finally stopped the smile on her face was radiant. Eliot had never seen anything like it and it tugged at his lust, low and deep the heat started to build. She was dangerous and silly and made his pulse race. He turned away from her and back to the road in front of him. Easing the car into the parking garage of the hotel he found a spot and pulled in. He didn't say anything.
Minutes ticked by. Silence reigned and after a while Chloe was afraid to break it. She sat there, still, trying to not think about the way his eyes never left her. She thought she could actually feel his gaze. Like a weight on her skin. She couldn't take it any longer. She needed to know what he was thinking why he was staring.
Turning, her eyes met his and she froze. They were so dark and alive and he was looking at her like a starving man. Chloe couldn't look away.
"Chloe." Just her name on his lips and she felt her pulse skyrocket. Was he asking her permission? Couldn't he tell that she had been ready since she first laid eyes on him?
By way of an answer she just nodded and watched as his hand reached out and traced her jaw.
"Chloe." He said her name again. Like a prayer and she leaned into his touch. Her eyes still locked on his, she felt her pulse race and her breath hitch.
"Come upstairs with me." Chloe wasn't sure what had come over her. All she knew was that she was lonely and he was here and she wanted him. Had since the first moment she had seen him. She had never reacted like that to someone before. She didn't believe in love at first sight but she now believed in Lust at first sight.
She waited for his response, still and silent. Refusing to beg but wanting him more than she could say. Then she could ever remember wanting anyone.
His fingers lingered on her cheek and she turned more and kissed his palm. Gentle and tender, and yet Eliot hissed as if she had burned him and when she looked up at his eyes again she saw his desire.
"Come with me Eliot."
She reached for his hand on her cheek and held it. Feeling the calluses she shivered. Wondering what they would feel like on her skin. She tugged gently and got out of the car. She couldn't force him. She could only hope he followed.
Making her way to the elevator she refused to look back. She pressed the elevator button and waited. At the ding she knew she was still alone and she felt the disappointment. Stepping into the open doors she pressed the button for her floor and leaned back against the wall as the doors closed. Taking a deep breath and trying not to think about how hard it was going to be to get to sleep tonight.
When she got out he turned and looked out the windshield, his hand moved to the ignition and he paused. First rule was never get involved with a teammate. Never. But if he wanted to get technical she wasn't on his team. Especially since the job was over. A slow smile spread across his face as he pulled the key out of the ignition and jumped out of the car. He watched as the doors on the elevator started to close and managed to stick his hand out just before they shut all the way.
She looked up from her perch on the far wall and smiled at him. Before she could say anything he moved forward and pinned her. His lips a mere whisper away. His blue eyes dark and intense as they stared at her. She sucked in a breath and stared back. Not sure if she should move forward or stay still.
Eliot pressed into her again and watched as her eyes fluttered, she fought to keep the haze of lust away. Eliot leaned in close but still his lips didn't touch hers and the frustration started to build. She was about to lean in when the bell dinged and the doors opened. Still she didn't try to move until Eliot pulled away. Reaching for her hand and leading her down the hall.
Standing at her door he turned to her and for a moment she wasn't sure what he was waiting for. Then she pulled her key out and opened the door. Turning back to him she was going to say something. She wasn't sure what but she never got a chance. He kicked the door closed with a solid thump and reached out and snaked a hand behind her neck. Pulling her up against him slowly closing the last inch, letting his mouth slant over hers.
Chloe sighed at the contact. Lightning sizzled across her skin and she felt the full length of his lean body press into her. She wrapped her arms around him trying to get closer. She wanted more contact. She felt him nibble at her lower lip and her knees went weak. She felt his arms, like corded steel, wrap around and help support her weight.
She shouldn't have been surprised at his strength. He was the muscle after all. She smiled inwardly. She knew he was more than that. Weird. She didn't really know him but she would have sworn he was a lot more than just a well muscled meathead. And he was certainly well muscled. Toned and strong and his skin was warm as her fingers ran across it. Feeling the muscles flex and move under her touch. She pulled back and removed his t shirt. Pulling it over his head in one quick sweep and letting her eyes enjoy all the newly exposed skin.
"Stop looking at me like that."
Chloe eyes shot up to meet him. Confusion on her face. She started to back up a bit when she felt Eliot's hand tighten around her. "Like what?"
"Like you know me." He watched her face as the confusion melted away. "You don't know me."
"Sorry, you're right." he started to release his grip and she grabbed him. "But you're not as scary as you think you are." She leaned in and kissed his neck, enjoying the way he sucked in a breath. Her mouth traced the line of his collar bone, nibbling and sucking. Her hands found their way to his waist and started to undo his pants. As she slipped her fingers in the waist to undo then Eliot growled and tightened his grip on her again.
Chloe smiled against his skin and then gasped as she felt him lifting her. Pulling on her arms and spinning her around until she had somehow ended up in his arms. Cradled close to his chest and once again staring into those amazing blue eyes. "Oh"
He watched her mouth form the word and smiled. "Yeah, Oh." She made his way over to the bed. Placing her down gently. "You have entirely too much on darlin."
His voice sent shivers up her spine. She watched as he leaned down and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. His eyes never leaving hers. As the shirt fell open he looked down and a smirk tugged at his lips.
Chloe leaned forward and let the shirt fall from her shoulders. She went to unclasp her bra when he stopped her. His hand covered her own. "Allow Me." He moved around behind her and undid the clasp. Leaning forward he pulled her hair to the side exposing her neck and began to kiss the long column of newly exposed skin.. Chloe leaned her head to the side to allow him better access and moaned. She wasn't even aware he had slipped her bra off until she felt the rough callous of his palm on the soft skin of her breast. She moaned louder and snaked her arm up and ran it through his hair, pulling him closer.
Eliot growled and bit her neck just as he pinched Chloe's nipple. She arched her back, pressing into his hand. She tried to turn and face him but Eliot hand her firm. Chloe whimpered slightly and tried again.
"Eliot, please."
"I told you I'm not nice." he moved around her and pushed her back into the bed. Her eyes went wide for a moment and then she smiled. There was just something about him. Even forceful she felt safe.
"Are you trying to get me to stop you?" She raised and eyebrow and smiled at him.
"This isn't a good idea." He moved to pull away.
"Don't even think about it." With the simple flip of her wrist she had reversed their positions and the look of shock on his face amused her. "Stop looking so surprised."
Chloe released her grip on his arm and ran her blunt finger nails across Eliot's chest as she straddled his waist. "Save the whole southern gentlemen code crap. You want to stop this you are going to have to do it yourself. " She wiggled slightly and enjoyed the way Eliot's eyes went dark. Chloe slid down lower and removed his pants. Sliding them down his narrow hips and smiling seductively as he fought to remain still.
"Chloe."
"Still fighting me? Really?" She stood at the foot of the bed and removed her skirt.
Eliot watched and shifted on the bed.
"Here's the deal. You want me." Her eyes drifted to the evidence between his legs and she smirked knowingly. "and I want you." She walked around the bed and slid next to him. Pressing the length of her body against him. "Can we please not play games? I'm not some victim and I certainly don't need your protection." She slid her hand down his chest and stopped at his manhood. Eliot's hip bucked off the bed involuntarily as she wrapped her fingers around the hard length. "No more games please?"
Eliot growled and turned his head towards her. "No more games." He rolled, pressing Chloe's small body under him. Trapping her wrists above her head with his right hand the other snaking down her body and pressing her hip into the mattress.
He waited until she stopped squirming, concentrating on crushing the voice that kept telling him this was wrong, that this was a bad idea. From the moment she had called him out in their first meeting her knew she would be trouble. He just wasn't sure how much trouble until he had kissed her. She tasted sweet and innocent and yet she was anything but that, He was having trouble reconciling the whole Chloe with the soft blonde currently pinned beneath him.
Chloe pressed her leg into his length and moaned again. "So hard." Her voice a breathless whisper.
"Since your dance." He watched her pretty face blush slightly at that and thought it funny. Ironic that she would blush at that moment. "That's how long I've been hard." Chloe spread her legs wider and waited.
Eliot let his hand move towards her core. Teasing the inside of her thighs for a moment before letting his finger slip between her wet lips. Chloe trashed under him at the slight contact. Eliot tightened the grip on her wrists until she was still again. Slipping a second finger inside the tight channel.
Chloe writhed under him. Pinned to the bed she felt the electricity sizzled across her skin. She wanted to touch him, to pull him close and make him do.. Something. She wasn't sure if she wanted him to stop or never stop. His fingers were moving in and out of her and he had moved his mouth to the tight pink bud of her nipple and still he held her pinned in place. She rolled and struggled and moaned. Calling his name more than a few times. She felt the wave of feeling start to roll over her and she fought harder. She was going to come.
So close. God she was so close. He watched and she got more and more desperate to be free of his hold. All the while trying to get closer to him. He shifted his hand slightly and pulled back to watch as she fractured. A horse scream escaping her throat before she fell silent and still.
Eliot released her wrist and let his hand move slowly down her body enjoying the way she purred at the gentle contact. He rolled away for a moment and felt Chloe's clumsy grip on his shoulder.
"Not leaving yet, we aren't done."
"Good." She smiled up at him. Content and satisfied. Closing her eyes for just a moment they sprung open when he climbed back on the bed. Settling himself between her thighs.
"Last chance to back out." If she did he might explode but he just couldn't stop himself from offering her one last choice.
Chloe looked up at him and smirked and still Eliot was still. She offered him a tiny wink before she reversed their positions. Before he could say a word she had lifted herself up and slid back down on him. Letting his hard length slip into her wet heat. She moaned at the feeling and leaned back, thrusting her hips forward to take him deep into her. Eliot's hands sprang to her waist and gripped tight. She would have bruises tomorrow, but she didn't stop. Moving slowly back and forth setting her own pace and reveling in the way it felt as he slid his length almost all the way out and then all the way back in. Her body tightening and pulling him in.
She started moving faster. Lost in the feeling of Eliot under her. She could feel the tension beginning to coil again. Building as her blood heated up and her heart pounded. Faster and faster until she threw her head back and screamed his name.
She fell forward and Eliot felt her hair cover him, the blond curls tickling his neck. He breathed in deeply and let her scent surround him. He took a moment before switching them again. Settling himself between her thighs he waited until she opened her eyes.
When she looked up at him it was with glassy, half lidded green eyes. Letting a slow smile stretch across her lips she shifted slightly and wrapped her legs around him. Pulling him in closer.
Eliot reveled in the feeling of being surrounded by her. Moving slowly, enjoying the way she lifted her hips to meet him.
"More, Please more." Chloe's voice was a soft whisper but it went straight to his core. His stroke faltered just a moment before he moved faster. Each thrust ended with her name on his lips. Faster and deeper until Chloe reached up and wrapped her arms around him and with every thrust her blunt nails dug into his back.
She wrapped her legs tighter, puling him in deeper. Eliot thrust harder worrying for a moment about hurting her until she moaned and turned her head to the side trying to muffle another scream in the pillow.
"Again, again." He would have tried to fly if she had asked. He thrust harder and deeper, angling to hit the spot that made her dig her nails into his back. "Oh God, yes. Yes! " Eliot thrust a few more times until he couldn't hold back anymore. His control snapped and he thrust deep inside her. His body shivering. He screamed her name and watched as she followed him.
He barely controlled his collapse. The muscles in his body rolling and pulling her with him and he fell to the mattress. She sighed contently onto his chest before her breathing slowed and she slipped into slumber. That was his cue to leave. He didn't snuggle and he certainly didn't stay over. He wanted to get up. Really he did but she was so warm and when he tried to move she held tighter and he didn't want to wake her up and have some sort of a scene.
That was the only reason he stayed. To avoid the scene, certainly not because he liked the way it felt to have her petit warm body snuggled up against his. Certainly not the way she smelled.
"You staying the night?" Chloe's voice was a low mumble and Eliot tried to hide his surprise at he wakeful state.
"I should really…"
"Be going. Yeah I know. I'm not asking for any commitment. Stay the night. In the morning you can vanish before I wake up but it's late and it's been a long day and if it makes you feel better you can tell yourself you're here to keep me safe until Fox is arrested in the morning."
Eliot laughed slightly at that. As if she needed protecting.
"So you're staying?"
"Yeah, just in case."
"I feel safer already." She smirked at him and put her head back down. She had no doubt tomorrow was going to be awkward. Although maybe not as bad as it could be if she could wake him up her way. She chuckled slightly before drifting back off to sleep.
Epilogue.
1 week later.
"So how much did you miss me?" Hardison came bounding back into the room.
"How was your geek fest?" Parker smiled up at him.
"Comic Con."
"Oh Eliot kept calling it the geek fest."
"Well Eliot is.." Hardison paused as Eliot walked into the room.
"Eliot is what?" Eliot grumbled the words.
"Wonderful. Great to work with. One of a kind."
"Shut up." Eliot glared at him and walked back out of the room.
"He's crankier than usual. Maybe he really did miss me."
"No he misses Chloe." Parker offered up. "Me too actually. She was a lot of fun."
"Wait, you miss my replacement?"
"She wasn't your replacement. She just filled in for you. She did do a great job though." Parker moved closer and sat next to him on the couch. "I think Nate told her she could come back again whenever she wanted."
"So no one missed me?"
"I told you, I did."
"Back up. Eliot misses someone?"
"Yeah Sophie told me not to say anything to him but Eliot really liked Chloe. She said they had a connection."
"Eliot had a connection with a NERD?" Hardison was completely confused. He had been gone 2 weeks and now it seemed like the world was upside down. "I'm so confused."
Parker leaned over and hugged him before leaping up and bounding out of the room.
AN perhaps I didn't need an epilogue but I missed Hardison.
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