Reckless
Chapter 36
Toni's drive home only took around twenty minutes, but it felt much longer. Her drive back to Spencer's apartment felt like it took forever. And even though she missed him and savored the time she was able to spend with her son, putting Romeo to bed felt like it was taking five thousand million years. She was originally planning on taking a hot shower and primping herself up a little before she drove back to Spencer's place. But that would have taken even longer. Toni quickly decided that she would just change out of the work clothes she wore on the plane into something more comfortable. But when she glanced inside her closet and spotted the bag of clothing she used when she went undercover, she suddenly had a wickedly wonderful idea.
When she arrived at his building, this time Toni pressed Spencer's intercom button with no hesitation. The door buzzed open only seconds later, making a giggle bubble out of her as she hurried inside. She guessed Spencer must be just as impatient for her to arrive as she was to get there. Given her worries and emotional struggles she was having earlier in the day, it felt good to know he was eager to see her.
Toni avoided the stairs, using her time in the noisy old elevator to get herself into character. Spencer told her that he had no interest in ever sleeping with another woman. But Toni was sure he'd make an exception for her undercover persona. Daniela, the coyote that ran drugs and smuggled criminals across the border, was a character Toni was used to playing. She perfected Daniela's thicker spanish accent along with her backstory over the years. All Toni needed to do now was pretend she was her without breaking character and bursting into laughter at the inevitable look of shock and confusion Spencer was sure to have on his face.
When Spencer pulled his apartment door open, Toni was leaning against his door frame. Her shirt was cut low enough to reveal her cleavage. The bottom half of it was ripped off, putting her trim midriff on display. Her hip curved outward, her body language much more overtly sexual than usual. Toni was dressed like a completely different person, but her attire also looked oddly familiar to him. With her exposed skin serving as a distraction, it took Spencer a moment to recall the last time he'd seen her dressed like that. She wore almost the same outfit when they apprehended Earl Everton. The only thing she was missing was Benny's hand-me down leather jacket.
"Aren't you going to invite me in?," she asked. Without waiting on an answer, Toni sauntered into the apartment. She moved slowly, purposely brushing her body against Spencer's as she moved past him.
He turned his body, following her with his eyes as he pushed the door shut. While Toni was driving back and forth across town to put her son to bed, Spencer must have had time for a shower. He redressed in slacks and a button down shirt after, but his hair was still damp. When she brushed past him, he smelled like soap and the minty aftershave he favored. The slight whiff she got made Toni want to grip him by the front of his shirt and bury her face into the crook of his neck. If she wasn't pretending to be someone else, she might have done just that. But as it was, she rested her hand on the curve of her hip as she raked her dark eyes up and down the length of his body.
"Well?," Toni asked, raising her eyebrow as she questioned him. "You said you had information for me…"
"I uh…," Spencer stuttered. The expression on his face was mixed. He was clearly curious to see what sort of act she was about to put on, while his expanding pupils revealed where he hoped it was going. The corners of his lips twitched up before he asked a question of his own. "Did you really come here for information?," he teased.
Toni answered his question with her hand, fisting it into the front of his fresh button down shirt. She backed him up against the closed door, lifting up onto her tiptoes as she crushed her lips against his. The kiss was deliciously rough. His hands slid across the bared section of her lower back as their bodies pressed together. When Toni began tugging at the fabric of his shirt, untucking it from his pants, Spencer broke their kiss and began to walk her backwards towards his bedroom.
Toni paused her attack on him until he got his bedroom door shut. She reasoned that even her alter ego didn't want to risk having his mother walk in on them while they were getting busy. Once the bedroom door was shut, she dropped down onto her knees in front of him. She was moving faster than he usually liked, but he didn't object when she unfastened his pants. Toni glanced up at him, watching his eyes flutter shut as she wrapped her lips around the head of his dick. A low groan of pleasure rumbled out of his throat as she sucked him into her mouth.
Swallowing down the first few drops of his bitter essence, she followed her lips with her hand as she worked it along the length of his dick. Pulling back, her tongue swirled around him before she let him plunge back into her mouth. Toni didn't want their encounter to be over too quickly. When Spencer's legs started trembling along with the thrusts of his hips, she pulled back. He slid from her mouth with a wet pop. Toni glanced up, placing a soft kiss on the tip of his dick as her eyes met his. Her lips were wet, slightly puffed from the stretching friction. She wiped her mouth off with the back of her hand, reaching for Spencer's other hand as he helped her back up onto her feet.
It wasn't until Spencer pulled her against him that she finally broke character. Toni tucked her head into the crook of his neck and sucked in a hard breath, like she'd been dying to do since the moment she stepped inside Spencer's apartment. The smell she inhaled was distinctly his and his alone. And not for the first time, Toni pondered how it was possible for the smell of someone to both relax her and arouse her at the same time.
"I really missed you," she sighed.
Spencer's arms tightened around her, happy to hear Toni's voice instead of the fake accent she put on for her undercover work. He pressed a soft kiss into the dark curtain of her hair. "I missed you too," he promised.
Catching the hem of her shirt, Spencer lifted up up and over her head. They undressed each other completely, peeling their clothes off one item at a time before they climbed onto Spencer's neatly made bed. His fingers skimmed her curves as he kissed down the column of her neck. His dick was hot and hard against her thigh as he settled between her legs. Toni twined her fingers into his hair, her back arching when his tongue flicked across the hard bud of her nipple. He entered her slowly as he moved back up her body. Toni guessed he was trying to keep himself from making too much noise, since he buried his face in her hair to muffle his moan of pleasure when he buried himself inside her.
As he moved, the aching tension between them built. It didn't take long before the heat that was coiled low in her belly exploded. Toni's legs tightened around him as the fiery waves of pleasure washed over her. His controlled thrusts turned erratic. And a moment later, he was tucking his face into her hair for the second time as he found his own release. Spencer didn't roll off her right away. But she didn't mind. Toni loved the weight of his body on hers. She traced soft lines up and down the length of his back as they waited on their heart rates to slow.
Spencer didn't remember falling asleep. That wasn't uncommon when he had Toni in his arms. But he was surprised that when he woke up, it was to the sound of laughter coming from his living room and not the electronic beep of his alarm. Spencer reached his phone, groaning slightly when he realized it was still really too early in the morning to be awake. He was in bed alone, but Toni left the soft indent of her head on his spare pillow.
Another round of feminine laughter rousted Spencer from his bed. He pulled on the clothes he discarded on his floor the night before, his bare feet silently padding against the floor as he headed for his bedroom door. Spencer paused in the doorway, quietly observing the scene in his living room.
Toni and his mother were sitting at the table together. The fading smell of coffee and the empty cups on the table near them indicated that they'd been awake for some time. Toni was dressed in her clothes from the night before. But she snagged one of his sweaters from the closet, wrapping it around her torso to cover her exposed midriff and cleavage. His mother was still in her pink nightdress. Trying to get her to shower and change clothes was on Spencer's to do list for the day. But for the moment, that could wait.
Spencer smiled when he saw his mother's scrapbook open on the table. She was showing Toni baby pictures of him and telling her stories about how he wanted to be a tightrope walker. He had no recollection of that. But he was so young at the time that his photographic memory wasn't yet fully functional. Spencer watched as Toni flipped through the gallery on her phone, showing his mother a few pictures. Spencer couldn't see them, but he could tell from his mother's response that they were of Romeo.
"What a handsome little man," she complimented. Reaching for Toni's phone, his mother took a closer look. "You know he looks just like my Spencer when he was that age," she observed.
Toni giggled as she pulled her phone away and powered off the screen. And Spencer would be damned if Toni didn't sound oddly nervous and uncomfortable all of the sudden. She was just smiling a moment before. Now, she was toying nervously with the rim of her coffee cup. Spencer knew his mother was slowly sinking deeper into forgetfulness. He normally wouldn't have thought anything of her comment. It was Toni's odd response to it that made it stick in his mind.
After Toni went home to her son, Spencer spent the day interviewing his mother's new nurse and trying to catch up on work. But no matter how busy he made himself, his mother's comment kept drifting back to him. For the first time, he really started to wonder if there had been some possible mistake when it came to Toni's son's paternity. He told himself that there was no way he could be Romeo's father. If there was even a possibility, he was sure Toni would have told him by now. Still, when Spencer looked through his mother's scrapbook for himself, there was no denying that the boy bore a striking resemblance to him.
After obsessing over every possibility for hours, Spencer decided the best thing to do was simply sit down with Toni and talk to her. At his new nurse's suggestion, he already had a night nurse coming to look after his mother. So Spencer texted Toni and asked her if he could come over. She responded quickly with an enthusiastic yes, which made him laugh as he locked up what remained of his mother's experimental Azheimers medicine after she dumped the rest down the toilet. There wasn't much left. That was a problem he would have to deal with sooner than he planned.
Spencer arrived at Toni's apartment while she was still in the shower. He would never normally look through any of her personal items or papers. But with his mother's comment still playing on repeat in his mind, when he saw Romeo's birth certificate lying on a stack of papers he picked them up before he could think to stop himself.