Chapter 9
Ibiza
Red pushed open the door to the rented Italian villa . The place was magnificent. From the marbled white floors to the glossy white ceiling. Everything pristine. A complete one eighty from the shithole cabin they were in the night before.
"Wow." Liz stepped through the double doors and her mouth dropped. "Please tell me we are staying here until we find Tom."
"You know I don't like to stay in one place more than two days. Lizzie. "
"Well, can't you make an exception?" Liz looked around at her surroundings. "I mean come on. Look at this place." Liz walked over to the open french doors and went out onto the balcony. "I want to stay."
Red walked up behind Liz and put both his hands on her shoulders , squeezing gently. "Look at how blue the water is, Lizzie. So lovely. " He massaged her shoulders and neck. Liz leaned back into him and savored the feeling. His fingers long and powerful, doing wonders to her travel worn body. Today had been a long day and now she wanted to relax.
"I might be able to splurge on three days." Red chuckled. "After that we are going to lay low on the yacht. Hopefully, I wont have to do any planning beyond that."
Liz turned her head to look up at Red with a worried look on her face. "Are you getting close to finding Tom?"
Red shook his head yes as he looked out into the Mediterranean Sea. Avoiding her stare. "We have some leads." He said, as he kept massaging her shoulders.
"Red . Remember what I said. I want him in prison, not dead. "
"Let's not talk about Tom." Red said dismissively. "His name is difficult to swallow." and with that Red let go of her shoulders and turned away from her, walking back into the villa. Liz could feel the cool air take over from where Red's hot body once was.
Liz shook the feeling off and followed him inside. "Red. I mean it. I want him alive. "
"Lizzie I said drop it." Red bent down and grabbed his and Liz's travel bag and carried them into a room. Liz followed close behind.
"Why are you bringing my stuff in here? Liz's eyes were starting at the big king sized bed in the center of the room.
Red laid the bags on the bed and then turned towards her. "There are two bedrooms. Either you stay with me or you stay with Dembe..."
"There's a couch. Why can't Dembe sleep in there?" Liz asked, pointing into the living room.
"Now don't be rude Lizzie. He's been sleeping on the floor for two days because you wouldn't give up the couch. He deserves a bed."
"You deserve the couch."
Red walked over to Liz and put a finger under her chin and tilted it up to look at him "I'm sleeping right here beside you darling. Don't play this little game of cat and mouse with me." He said deep and slow.
"I'm not playing any games Red. There's not any reason to sleep in the same bed anymore." Liz wrapped her hand around Red's long finger and moved it off her chin.
"There are many reasons. I want to watch over you and protect you. ..." Red took a step closer and held on to her waist. Bending down he whispered into her ear with his deep voice, "Hold you and stroke you."
Liz shuddered and pushed against his chest. "I'll sleep on the couch."
Red laughed. "Don't pretend you don't want to Lizzy. I can tell when you're lying."
"Oh? Like the past eight months with Tom?"
Liz could tell the moment Red snapped. His mouth went from a smile to a hard line in one second. "I might not be able to tell when you're lying with words, but you're body doesn't lie to me Elizabeth. " With that he put his hands on her shoulders and backed her towards the bed. "Your body was very willing last night." He pushed her down on the bed, gentle but demanding. Then he was on top of her, spreading her legs with his knee and laying between them. "You were begging for my touch. " Capturing her hands in his right hand, he placed them over her head and started to caress the underside of her left breast. He then moved to cup her breast and slowly brought it to a point , pulling her nipple through her shirt. "You let me rub against you."
Red pulled at her ear with his teeth and slowly rocked his hips . He continued to make long, slow movements with his lower body, grinding into her flesh. Their clothes the only thing stopping him from entering her. His breath quickened and he nipped her ear again before sliding to her mouth, first pulling on her bottom lip, before sucking and dipping his tongue in.
He fucked her mouth with his tongue like he was moving against her, slow and demanding. Liz could feel herself getting wet beneath his hard bulge. Red was an expert. His lips and tongue knew how to suck the reluctance out of her.
Liz knew she had to stop him. She was still in shock from his change in behavior. The way he had reacted when she mentioned Tom and her lies. His words shocked her, but what he was doing to her body and what he was making her feel was even more shocking. She felt helpless under him, but somehow it turned her on.
Disgusted with herself Liz tried to struggle under him to get free but he wouldn't let go. "Red!" She arched her body trying to push him away. "Stop. I mean it! I don't want this."
Red tried to capture her mouth again and she bit his lower lip, drawing blood. He let go of her wrists on reflex and she pushed him away with her hands. "Don't touch me ever again! Do you hear me? "
Red let her slide out from under him. He knew he went too far but she had pissed him off . He didn't want Tom's name on her lips. He despised the man, and couldn't wait until they caught him so he could personally kill the asshole himself. There was no way he was ever going to step foot in prison.
Red lay on the bed watching Liz under hooded eyes as she grabbed her bag off the bed and walked to the door. Turning, she glared at him "I'm sleeping with Dembe!"
