“I work undercover with the DEA,” Chris said quietly as we lay together. “It’s the Drug Enforcement Agency. I work with criminal groups and build a relationship with them over several years. I give information back to the Agency and we eventually shut down the group.”
I sat up in my bed and thought about what he was saying. It sounded very dangerous. It didn’t sound like a regular police job. To me, it sounded like something out of a television show or a movie. This job of his certainly didn’t sound like something that would ever be safe.
“Why are you here in Bain?”
“It was scouted by someone that works with us and they said it would be a quiet town. Most of us undercover guys try to live far away from where we work and try to keep a low profile when we finish projects.”
“So you finished a project? Then came out here? I don’t understand.”
Chris rolled over and kissed me. His short butterfly kisses sent surges of energy throughout my body. I wanted to keep going and continue kissing him, but he was talking about his job and it was more important for me to figure out what was going on with that. I leaned back and stopped kissing him, urging him to keep talking about his work.
“Yes, I finished a big investigation and was supposed to get a few months off, but something went wrong and I had to go back.”
“Who were those people that broke into your house? Were they from the Chicago job?”
“No, they worked for the people I bought some guns from. They think I’m a bad guy like the people I’m working for in Chicago. They were looking for about five million dollars’ worth of guns that I had purchased for this guy.”
I shook my head yes like I understood what he was talking about, although I did not fully understand what was going on. I did very clearly remember watching him load the ten bags of guns.
“Thank you for telling me,” I said.
“You’re welcome. I’m sorry I can’t tell you more. But you are the only person that knows this about me.” I could see in his eyes that he wasn’t use to opening up to people. He seemed like a loner who kept his life private and didn’t let people get too close.
“How did you get started working with the DEA?” I said as I tried to get off the topic of what he was doing now and lighten the mood a little.
“I was a Navy Seal and they recruited me.”
“Wow, a Navy Seal…check that off my list,” I said with a smile.
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, ever since I was a teenager I had a list of things I wanted to do in my life. One of them was a Navy Seal.”
“You have a bucket list that says fuck a Navy Seal?” Chris said with a shocked look on his face.
“Yep.”
I couldn’t stop smiling at the goofy look he had on his face. He was happy and that wasn’t a look I had seen very often on him. Typically he had a smirk at best, never a full out smile.
“Okay, wait a minute. You, as little young teenage Katelyn, made a list of guys to fuck?”
“Oh my god Chris, No! The list is mostly just things I want to see, places I want to go, that kind of stuff. But I saw a group of Navy Seals when I visited San Diego and they were so handsome. I added that to my list when I was about seventeen years old. It wasn’t some perverted thing at the time.”
“Oh my…you were a little vixen even back then,” Chris said as he reached over to tickle me with his good hand.
“I was a sweet little girl with some desires that I didn’t know what to do with.” I smiled at Chris and I could tell I had caught his interest.
“What other desires do you have?”
“Oh no, no, no. I’m not going to tell you all about my desires.”
Chris pulled me on top of him as he lay naked in the bed. I leaned down to kiss him and could feel his body growing underneath me. His hard body was amazing to look at naked, it was chiseled with muscles in every spot they could possibly be. He had muscles from his hands all the way down to his feet. His Grecian body was inspiring naked. I didn’t want him to put his clothes back on.
I stayed on top of him and he reached up to fondle my breasts with his good hand. Then he leaned up and pulled one of my nipples into his mouth.
“Tell me. I want to fulfill every fantasy you have.”
Chris looked like he wanted to fulfill all of those fantasies right there at that moment. A wounded shoulder healing from a gunshot wasn’t going to hold him back. In fact, he seemed to enjoy the idea of letting me be in charge for a change. He didn’t strike me as the kind of guy who normally let the woman have much control. His demeanor was much more alpha than that.