Part 2

The Tower

The street was dark and quiet and as far off the Vegas strip as you could get.

John pulled up to the curb and sat there for a few minutes with the engine idling before he finally killed the motor and took a look around. but there wasn't a whole hell of a lot to see. Andi had picked a quiet spot this time and if the address on the card was right The Tower was in an old double story brick building that had once been a shipping warehouse.

There were no windows but this time there was a security gate and even a uniformed guard standing watch. John couldn't help a smile. Apparently, Andi wasn't taking any chances this time and if he knew her, there would be even more security on the inside of those nondescript walls.

He took a deep breath and looked down at the card in his hand. Dammit, he knew that he was making a mistake just being there but for some reason he just hadn't been able to resist. Andi stirred something in him. A primal need that made him want to throw her against the wall and have her until she was too damn raw to even walk.

His balls tightened at the thought of having her warm and willing underneath him. Just the thought of her naked and moaning while he licked and sucked her full breasts was almost too much for him to even think about.

God damn it! He squeezed his eyes shut and his hands curled into fists, the nails digging into his palms until they drew blood. This was crazy. He hadn't exactly had anything that you could even call a relationship with a woman in ages and the prostitutes he sometimes used to take care of his needs didn't count. His own hand didn't even come in a close second.

He had almost made up his mind to leave when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked up as the security gate slowly swung open. The security guard had moved out of sight but he was sure that the man was still there from the being watched look that made the hairs on the back of his neck start up.

He tucked the card back into his pocket and started the car up again. Pulling forward, he leaned out the window ready to identify himself.

“Detective Sheppard?” A female sounding voice sounded from out of the darkness.

John blinked in surprise, looked up and found himself staring at a tall, graceful woman dressed in a short leather dress and not very much else.

“Drive on around.” The woman pressed something in her hand. A red light blinked and the gate swung slightly shut behind him. “You're expected.”

Andi must have been pretty sure that he'd show up. Slowly he drove around the curving driveway and stopped in front of a walk way of white stone. Before he even got out of his car, a door at the top of the steps opened and golden light spilled out into the darkness.

“So you decided to take me up on my offer.”

He looked up, saw Andi standing framed in the doorway and his breath caught in his throat. She'd pulled her hair back and soft tendrils framed her face. She looked sweet and innocent in the thin white dress she wore but from the way the light was shining behind her, John could tell that she was naked underneath.

So much for sweet and innocent.

He got out of the car, slowly walked up the short walk and stopped at the bottom of the steps. He raised his head and looked up at her. “I could still leave.”

A small smile curved her lips. “But you won't.”

Andi turned around and walked back inside.

Damn! John wanted to leave. Every cell in his brain was telling him to run. To just run and get the hell out of there but another part of him was urging him forward and before he knew it he was following her inside.

The door closed behind him and he heard the distinct sound of a lock being snapped shut. He turned around and saw Andi holding something that looked like a remote in her hand.

“For protection.” She smiled and laid it down on the coffee table in front of her. She cocked her head slightly. “Well? What do you think?”

“About what?” John asked. “That dress or this room?”

“The room first.” She laughed and then she smiled slyly. “We'll talk about the dress later.”

“Not exactly what I expected.” John shrugged his shoulders. “It looks...normal.”

“What were you expecting? Whips and chains on the walls?” She laughed and took his arm, leading him down a short hallway to another room that turned out to be the dining room.

“Maybe.” John tried not to think about the way she was pressing against his arm or how good she smelled.

Andi looked up and gave him a smile and he felt that hot flush in his groin again. The woman was driving him crazy.

Soft candle light filled the room and John's stomach growled at the smell of the food waiting for them on the table.

“You look like you could use a good meal.” Andi smiled and ran her hands over his stomach. “When's the last time you ate anything decent, John?”

“Last Wednesday.”

“Still a smart ass.” Andi laughed. She took his arm and practically forced him to sit down. Then she lightly kissed his cheek and leaned closer to whisper in his ear. “Be a good boy and eat your vegetables.”

“Or what?” He gave her a long, level look.

She ran her hand inside his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. Her fingers scratched through the dark curling hairs on his chest and he nearly moaned.

“Or you won't get any dessert.”