Falling for Agent Cox:A Falling Novel Page 8

  She nods again. Like a robot on autopilot, we head inside the building and up to the apartment. We enter and Baylor heads straight to the kitchen, she grabs a bottle of tequila, pulls off the cap, and chugs. She bites her lip and stares at nothing.

  “Kitten, you’re scaring me. What happened?” She looks at me, but doesn’t say anything; her silence is unnerving. “Baylor!” I shout and that garners her attention.

  “You called me Baylor.”

  “That’s your name.”

  “You either call me Kitten or Ms. Evans.” She pauses and bites her lip. “I really like the way you say my name. The way your tongue wraps around the ‘lor’ is refreshing.”

  “That’s great but what’s got you so freaked? We met not three hours ago.”

  “Kye, he, umm, he choked me.” Her hand instinctively goes to her neck and she rubs it. “He…he threatened me.”

  “I’m pulling you out now. This is over.”

  “No!” she shouts, shaking her head. “I can do this. I just had to get out of there. I…I need…can…can you hold me?”

  Without missing a beat, I step over to her and wrap my arms around her shoulders. She slides hers around my waist and holds on for dear life. Her body is shaking but all I can think about is how great she feels in my arms right now. She sniffles. “Are you crying?”

  She shakes her head. “No, I think I’m allergic to you.” She lifts her head and pushes away from me. Immediately, I feel the loss of her and I don’t like it. We stare at one another. The air around us heating and sizzling, but the next words out of her mouth freeze me to my core. “I’ll be at the meeting this Thursday by his side. As his queen.”

  “I said no.” My voice is loud and takes on an authoritative tone.

  “Well, he said I needed to be there and after being choked an hour ago, I’ll be there.” She lifts her hand to her neck and runs her fingers back and forth across her skin. She looks me dead in the eye and my Kitten’s spark is back. “Deal with it, Cox.” She continues to stare at me, her gaze egging me to snap and say something, but I refuse to give in to her. “What? Got nothing to say?” she taunts. “The Almighty Agent Cox is speechless. First time for everything.” Just like that, sassy Baylor is back and truth be told, I now want to strangle her, after I sink myself balls deep inside of her.

  She’s always defying me. Pushing me but I still want her. Lifting my gaze back to hers and even though she’s being tough right now, I see vulnerability and fear reflecting in her eyes.

  “Kitten, what happened after you left here?”

  She swallows deeply. She licks her lips and stares into nothing. “When I got to the warehouse, Monica was there. I really cannot stand that skank. She got my hackles up, and then Kye and I got into it. He demanded I be there. At first I refused, your words were ringing in my head, but he wasn’t taking no for an answer. I relented.” She pauses. “Then he asked if I was hiding something. I don’t think I hesitated but Kye is good at reading people. He didn’t like my answer and that’s when he choked me. I managed to convince him I was Team Kye, we kissed and made up.” I growl at hearing she kissed him again. “Down, boy, it’s a figure of speech. I managed to get him back onside but I had to get out of there. I wanted to see you.” She quietly adds, “I needed you.”

  “Are you okay?” This is a side of Baylor I’ve never seen before, she’s normally ball-busting, taking shit from no one, but right now, she’s the complete opposite of that.

  She turns her gaze to me. “I’m ready for this to be over.”

  “After Thursday, it will be. Thankfully, we have time to work on you and your safety into the plan. Nothing will happen to you, I promise. We want Vlahos only. We will need to arrest you to keep up appearances, but I’ll be the one to cuff you.”

  “Kinky,” she teases, “I never picked you as a deviant but then again, it’s always the ones you least expect.” And just like that, my Kitten is back. She jumps up on the countertop and winks at me. My cock twitches when she does this. What is this woman doing to me? “Should I bring my own cuffs, or will you supply them?”

  Suddenly, I get a vision of Baylor cuffed to my bed. She’s wearing a sexy virginal white lace bra and panty set. She looks like an angel, but in reality, she’s the devil in disguise. “Yo, Cox. Earth to Cox.”

  Her voice snaps me away from my dirty thoughts. “Sorry, what?” I reply like a loser.

  “Where did you go just now?”

  “Trying to work out the best way to keep you safe,” I tell her, impressed with myself for coming up with the ruse so quickly.

  “I will be safe, won’t I?” She looks down at the floor, swinging her legs back and forth to keep herself grounded.

  Placing my finger under her chin, I lift her gaze to mine. “I will do everything in my power to keep you safe, Kitten.”

  “I know you will,” she quietly murmurs, giving me a small smile. Her voice is soft, something you don’t often hear from the firecracker that is Baylor Evans.

  We stare intently at one another. A force takes over my body and I step closer to her. Nudging her legs apart, I step between them and reach up to cup her cheek in my hand. She leans into my palm and nuzzles into it. Turning her head, she places a kiss on my skin. Her lips are warm and silky soft. She reaches up and cups my cheek like I did to her. I too turn my head and kiss her palm.

  With our hands cupping each other’s cheek, we continue to stare at one another, the temperature in the kitchen rising with each passing second. Our breathing becomes labored and my cock is already at half-mast and we haven’t even done anything yet. Her tongue darts out and she licks her bottom lip then bites it. “Fuck it,” I whisper.

  Gripping both her cheeks in my palms, I press my lips to hers. She drapes her arms over my shoulders and pulls me into her, deepening our kiss and connection. She wraps her leg around my waist. I can feel the heat of her pussy. She moans into my mouth and my cock is now standing at full attention.

  Sliding my hand down her body, her nipples pebble from my touch but I keep moving south. Pushing up the material of her dress, I slip my hand between her thighs and cup her mound. Her panties are soaked with her arousal. I rub her through the material as I continue to kiss her. Our tongues sliding in and out of each other’s mouth’s.

  Pulling her panties to the side, I slide my finger between her lips and my eyes widen when I feel the metal ring on her clit. I can’t wait to play with that, I think to myself as I push two fingers deep inside her.

  “Cox,” she mewls against my lips, as I continue to thrust my fingers in and out of her.

  Pulling my lips away from hers, I watch as she falls apart. Her walls clench around my fingers and when I press my thumb against her clit, she cries out as she climaxes. She falls back against the countertop and rides out the rest of her release.

  Removing my fingers, I bring them to my lips and lick her juices off them. “You have the sweetest tasting pussy, Kitten. A man could become addicted.”

  She sits up and stares at me. Without saying a word, she slides off the counter and drops to her knees. She lifts her hands and I watch as she undoes my belt, flicks open the button, and lowers the zipper of my slacks. She slips beneath the waistband and grips my cock in her tiny hand, squeezing and tugging as she pulls it out. The head is angry, purple, and dripping with precum. She licks her lips and with her eyes locked on mine, she opens her mouth and sucks me like a lollipop. Her tongue swirls around the tip before she swallows me whole. She opens her throat and takes me deep into her mouth.

  “Your mouth is like heaven,” I groan, threading my fingers into her hair. I guide her head back and forth. The image of her sucking my dick is so much better in reality. Much sooner than I would like, my balls begin to tingle. “I’m about to come,” I incoherently mumble, this is the best BJ in history of BJs. Her head bobs faster, my legs stiffen, and I come down her throat. She grips my asscheeks and sucks every last drop from me.

  My cock pops out of her mouth, and she wipes at
the corner, seductively sucking her finger. “Mmmmm,” she moans.

  Standing up, she stares into my eyes. I know I should feel bad about what just happened since I’m her handler but I don’t. What does surprise me is her reaction. “I think you should go. I need to focus,” she says. “I need you to go.”

  Cutting her off, I put my finger to her lips and nod. “I’ll go. Baylor—”

  “You called me Baylor, again,” she says.

  “That is your name.”

  She shakes her head, “You said that earlier too—" The moment is interrupted when the front door opens, “Bay, I’m home!” Avery yells out.

  “Shit,” I curse. I jump back and quickly put my cock away and rezip my pants.

  Baylor laughs and sings out, “In here.” My eyes widen at her response. Just as I’ve fixed my pants, Avery steps into the kitchen.

  “Ohh, hi, Agent Cox.”

  “Corey is just fine and hello to you too, Ms. Evans.”

  “Well, if I can call you Corey, you can call me Avery.”

  “Hi, Avery,” I say to her before turning to face Baylor. She’s sitting back up on the counter, swinging her legs back and forth without a care in the world. She’s grinning like the cat who caught the canary, me being the canary. She raises her eyebrows at me in that smart-ass way I’m coming to love. “Kitten, I’ll be in touch once I have a plan formulated. Stay safe.”

  Reaching out, I squeeze her knee. We stare at each other for a few heartbeats and then I turn around to leave. Smiling at Avery on my way past, I exit the apartment and let out a deep breath.

  Climbing into my car, I lean my head back and close my eyes. What the fuck have I just done?

  15

  Baylor

  “Sooo, how was your day?” Ave teases, jumping up onto the counter next to me. She rests her head on my shoulder and I lean into her. I think about her question and internally laugh. Today has been crazy and chaotic, just another day in the life of Bailey Martine Evans.

  “Long. Interesting. Frightening.” Erotic, I silently add. “Take your pick.”

  She lifts her head and turns to look at me, her face etched with worry. I know these past few months have been tough on her but I’m happy she has Flynn. I’m glad that my actions didn’t ruin that for her. Apart from the worry, I haven’t see her happy like this in a very long time. “Why was it frightening?” She reaches over and squeezes my hand in that concerned sisterly way. Looking down at our joined hands, I take a deep breath and I tell her everything that transpired today.

  “You gave him a blow job in our kitchen?”

  “That’s what you are focusing on with regard to everything that I just said?”

  “I’ll circle back to the rest. I want to know how you go from formulating a plan to bring down a drug kingpin to both of you going down on one another?”

  “This is me, why are you surprised?”

  “Touché.” She nods, “So how did it happen?”

  “Well, my mouth sucked his dick like it was a lollipop and he ate my vagina like a starved man.”

  “Crass much, Bay?”

  “What can I say, Cress is rubbing off on me.”

  “More like you were rubbing one off on him.”

  “Avery Evans, I have never heard you speak so crassly before, I’m impressed.”

  “What can I say, Cress is rubbing off on me.” We both laugh. “But seriously, Bay, how did that happen? I thought you hated him?”

  “I do, he’s a straitlaced dick with a stick up his ass. Always doing the right thing. Always riding my ass but…”

  “But what?”

  “But I can’t stop thinking about him. He’s fucking hot in that suit and his dick, fuck, Ave, it’s the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen.”

  “Dicks are ugly.”

  “Not this one,” I say, a goofy grin on my face as I think back to his dick in my hand and mouth.

  “Okay, so he’s hot with a beautiful dick and he pisses you off. Sounds like the start of a beautiful love story to me.”

  “Pffft, I never said I was in love with him.”

  “No, but you are falling for him.”

  I’ve already fallen, I silently say. “Doesn’t matter, we can never be. We are too different.”

  “Flynn and I are different.”

  “We are different in that I’m a lawbreaker and he’s a lawmaker. Can’t get more different than that.”

  “You’re not a criminal.”

  “Tell that to my record,” I snap at Ave, my voice harsher than I intended but regardless, Corey and I can never be. “I just need to finish this thing and then forget I ever met Corey Cox.”

  “If that’s what you want but for what it’s worth, I don’t think that is what you want.”

  A laugh escapes me, “Ave, I don’t know what I want.”

  “There’s plenty of time to figure it out.” We both fall silent and I think about what she said. However, time is not my friend, if this all goes to plan, by the end of the week this case will be wrapped up, and Corey will move onto the next case, and I’ll be off to jail.

  Ave jumps off the counter and breaks the silence, “It’s Wine Wednesday, let’s see if we can come up with a plan over a bottle of red.”

  “Ave, I don’t think wine will fix this but I’m happy to give it a shot.”

  “No, we don’t shoot wine, we sip it and savor it.”

  “I’m not posh, Ave. Hell, give me a wine box, a straw, and I’m good to go.”

  She snort-laughs as she reaches into the wine fridge, grabbing a bottle of red, while I jump down and grab two glasses. She opens the bottle and pours two generous glasses. Handing me mine, her face shines brightly. “Cheese, we need cheese.”

  “Yes, nothing beats wine and cheese.”

  Like a well-oiled machine, Ave and I put together a kick-ass cheese platter. With our wine and platter in hand, we head into the living room. We both sit down and in sync, we tuck our legs under ourselves and snuggle back. I look over at Ave and realize she and I are in a good place. “I’m glad we’re back on track,” I tell her.

  “Me too,” she says. “I thought I’d lost you there for a while, but who knew that a mafia drug dude would bring us back together?”

  “At least Kye is good for something.” Taking a sip, I sigh.

  “It’s a good vintage, hey?” Ave says, mistaking my dejected sigh as a sigh of appreciation for the cab merlot.

  “It is, but that’s not what the sigh was for.”

  “Wanna talk about it?”

  “What’s there to talk about?”

  “Whatever’s bothering you.”

  “I…I feel…”

  Ave leans forward and places her glass on the coffee table, then she scoots closer to me, and takes my hand in hers. She squeezes it reassuringly. “Bay, let it all out. Just spew the words; maybe you don’t need advice. Maybe you just need to get it all out.”

  “Spew the words, so eloquent.” She eyes me in that mom/teacher way and I think, Fuck it. Taking a huge gulp of wine I purge it all out. “I’m scared that once this is all over, I’m going to get into trouble again. I’m annoyed Kye isn’t who I thought he was, and I’m sad that come Thursday, I’ll never see Corey again. You’re right, I have fallen for the straitlaced sexy agent but because I’m me, we can never be. And I’m concerned that when I do my time, I’m going to fall into the wrong crowd and be led astray again. I don’t want to turn into Bitchy Baylor again. I want to be Badass Brilliant Baylor.”

  “Do you want advice? Or were you just venting?”

  “Will I like the advice you give me?”

  She shrugs at me and makes a face. “Just then you remind me of Porky from The Little Rascals when he shrugs.”

  “I made Flynn watch that recently, he’d never seen it before.”

  “What? How can he not have seen that movie?”

  “I know, right? I rectified that…with red wine and sexy naked times.”

  “Avery Evans, you dirty, dirty girl
…I’m so proud of you, joining the dirty side.”

  “You sound like Cress. She called me skank-hopper the weekend I met Flynn.”

  “Skank-hopper, I love that.” I look to Ave, “Okay, yes, I do want advice. What do you have for me?”

  “Step one. Drink more wine.” She leans forward, tops up our glasses, and hands me mine. After she settles back into the sofa, she looks at me. “It’s one thing at a time. First, bring down Kye and get rid of him. Put him in the ‘later mater, nice knowing you’ pile. Then you do your time. Twelve months isn’t all that long. When you get out, look up Agent Cox and see what fate has to say.”

  “So I basically leave it up to fate then?”

  “Pretty much. If it’s meant to be with Cox, it will be.”

  “Well, that’s not an easy fix.”

  “Life isn’t easy, Bay, and the sooner you realize that, the sooner you’ll find your own happiness.”

  “When did you get so wise?”

  “I’ve always been wise.”

  “No one likes a gloater.”

  She sticks out her tongue at me and I can’t help but laugh. Taking a sip of my wine, I think about what she said. This path to redemption is long and arduous, there’s no quick fix. I wonder if I will ever get my happily ever after? Or if I’m destined to be alone for life since I’m such a screw up. Whether it be with Cox or someone I haven’t met yet, I hope it’s not too late for me.

  16

  Corey

  Today is the day I bring down Kye Vlahos and rather than excitement for this, I’m upset that today will be the last time I see Baylor. That woman has wormed her way into my heart. Her frustrating, snarky, foul mouth has grown on me. A knock on my door snaps my head up and I smile. “Charli Davis, what the hell are you doing here?” I say as I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her.

  “Dean and I are here finalizing the details for the Underdown trial.”