Chapter 34 - Search Me



Cate felt a shiver of anticipation shoot through her body as Jon reached to her waist and pulled off her web belt, as she had done to him earlier. He pulled her cuffs from their case, then tossed the belt to the floor. Jon stared deep into Cate's eyes, a sexy little smirk curling the corners of his mouth.

Cate felt weak in the knees at the hunger in Jon's gaze. Ohhhh My God… She hoped she could keep herself in check. It was obvious Jon was going to do everything in his power to drive her to distraction.

"I…I need a drink, first." Cate was surprised at how small her voice sounded. Jon nodded and stepped away, retrieving Cate's Gatorade bottle from her bag. He handed it to her and watched as she drank, his eyes traveling down her slender throat.

Cate finished the bottle, and Jon took the empty container from her hand. He replaced the lid, then flung it over to the side of the room. It landed against the mat-covered wall with a soft thud.

Again Jon's eyes met Cate's. "Ready when you are,” he rumbled.

Cate almost swooned at Jon's throaty, seductive voice. Oh, Jesus. She thought. I'm screwed….

Cate turned to face the mirror and placed her hands behind her back. Jon gently cuffed her, taking care not to push the steel circles too tightly around her wrists. He grasped the cuffs by the hinge and looked at Cate’s reflection in the mirror, awaiting her direction.

"Okay." Cate took a deep breath, her heart already pounding at the look in Jon's eyes. He looked wild, fierce, dangerous. Honest to God, the man is pure sin walking…. she thought. And I'm totally at his mercy. "You remember how to start?" Cate asked, her own voice husky.

Jon smiled and leaned in. "Hair," he growled softly into her ear.

Cate just nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She closed her eyes for a long moment, willing herself to pull it together, then opened her eyes and looked at Jon's reflection in the mirror. "Go." she commanded.

Jon gently grasped Cate's ponytail at its base and pulled his hand along its length, letting the silky auburn strands side through his fingers. Then he gently loosened the elastic so that he could work his fingertips down to her scalp. Cate took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as Jon worked his fingers gently over her head, as she had done to him. Jon watched her expression in the mirror, pleased to see her enjoyment as he massaged her scalp. He took his time, but finally completed the task.

"Turn your head to the right." Jon commanded gently. He stepped to Cate's side as she turned her face to his. "Open your mouth," he directed. Cate swallowed hard, then parted her lips.

Jon smiled at her and reached up to gently grasp her chin. Cate could feel the smooth callouses on his fingers. Jon moved her face from side to side, inspecting her mouth as she had his, then pulled his hand away. Cate closed her mouth and held her breath for a long moment as Jon's piercing blue eyes locked with hers. He leaned in just slightly, and Cate's lips parted. Her tongue darted out, wetting her lips in anticipation of the kiss….

Jon smiled at Cate's involuntary response. Not so fast, Darlin'… he thought to himself. I can tease too. He held her gaze for another long moment, then stepped back behind her. Cate exhaled shakily and turned her face forward.

"Next, upper body," Jon said, a little more firmly. Cate nodded. Repeating her movements, Jon gently slid his fingers inside the collar of Cate's t-shirt and worked his way around the neck, his fingers brushing her sensitized skin. When Jon slid his hand over first one of her shoulders, then the other, Cate felt little shivers of pleasure down her spine. She knew what was coming next.

"Remember, when you do the front of the torso, especially on a female suspect, you need to search carefully for contraband and small weapons that might be concealed in or under clothing." Cate saw Jon grin, his right hand poised over her right shoulder.

"Now, normally a male officer would not search a female suspect. You're just asking for a lawsuit." Cate was proud that she was able to keep her voice level, matter-of-fact, when inside she was screaming for Jon's touch. "But if you don't have a female officer with you, you don't have a choice. In that case, the male officer would use the backs of his hands, rather than the palms, to conduct the search."

Jon cocked his head to the side, quizzically. "Is that what I need to do?" he asked, clearly not thrilled with that idea. Cate gave him a little smile, and he could see in her eyes what she wanted.

"No," she answered hoarsely. "Just a point of information. In the interest of being thorough."

Jon nodded and smirked again. He placed his hand on the front of Cate's shoulder then started to slowly pull it downward, sliding it over her soft t-shirt. Cate inhaled and held her breath as Jon's hand glided over her breast, pausing to cup it in his palm and give a gentle squeeze.

Jon raised an eyebrow as he felt Cate's nipple harden under his touch. He made sure to trail his thumb across the nub as he continued to push his hand downward. He chuckled, making Cate jump slightly. "Hey, I think I just got to second base!" he joked gently. Cate laughed softly then attempted to re-focus on holding on to her control.

After reaching her waist, Jon brought his hand back up to Cate's shoulder. He pushed two fingers against the fabric of her t-shirt and under the shoulder strap of Cate's sports bra, then inched them downward to her breast. He slipped his thumb inside the cup, swiping it under the fabric to ensure she had nothing hidden in there other than the stiff peak of her nipple. Then he moved his hand lower and gently slid his fingers under the bottom band of her bra, inching them inward toward the valley between her breasts.

Cate shuddered slightly as she exhaled, and Jon felt his cock twitch again. Jon trailed his fingers downward, along the center ridge of Cate's abdomen to her navel. His fingers brushed over her piercing, and he couldn't resist quickly circling her bellybutton with his finger, making Cate shiver. Jon grinned. This is the best lesson yet…

Jon repeated his torso search on the left side, spending long, delicious moments running his hand over that breast. Cate tried to ask Jon to explain his actions and their purpose, but her mind was clouded by the sensual assault of his hands on her body.

Jon grinned gleefully. He was thoroughly enjoying Cate's response to his touch. She was one damned sexy woman, and he loved that he could make her as hot and bothered as she was obviously getting. Who says cop training can't be fun? Indeed… he smirked.

Jon ran his hand down Cate's back, his pulse quickening as she arched slightly in response. He switched hands and did it again, and this time he swore he heard Cate purr, like a cat being stroked. Jon let out his own little groan and stepped up close behind Cate, pressing his erection against her right buttock.

"JON!" Cate's voice snapped out like a whip. "Pay attention!" Jon's mouth dropped open at her rebuke. "Step back. You are too close to the suspect, and you’re gonna get hurt. Remember the reactionary gap."

What? Jon stared at Cate's reflection in the mirror for a moment, stunned. Then he stepped back so that there was space between his body and Cate's. He had been so caught up in the moment that he had forgotten he was being evaluated. "Sorry," he said hoarsely. "My bad."

"Focus!" Cate hissed. The order was as much to remind herself, as for him. Though her expression was stern, her eyes were smoldering, dark hues of blue and grey swirling with desire. "Now, what's next?"

Jon had to think for a moment. "Waist," he finally answered. Renewing his grasp on Cate's cuffs, he reached around to the front of Cate's track pants and untucked her shirt. He slowly worked his touch around her waist to the back, first on the right side then on the left, as she had done to him.

He felt her flesh quiver as his fingers gently brushed against her warm skin. Jon paused for a moment, then looked at Cate's reflection again. "Now pockets and lower body," he said. She nodded silently. Jon noticed a slight sheen of perspiration on her face and neck and a smile again curled his perfect lips. Ah, anticipation… he thought.

As she had taught him, Jon slowly pulled out the pockets on Cate's track pants, then began his search of her lower body. Cate's desire was still simmering, and when Jon wrapped his fingers around her hip and squeezed, she almost exploded.

Cate caught her lower lip between her teeth as Jon cupped her ass, then started to work his way down her leg. He gently squeezed and kneaded her muscles, as she had done to him. When he worked his way back up the inside of her right thigh, Cate felt herself tremble slightly. Jon moved to her other leg, and soon enough he was moving his hand up the inside of her left thigh.

Cate willed herself to stay still, stay quiet, and keep her eyes open. She braced herself for what she knew was coming, and wondered how Jon would handle the most intimate part of the search. She hoped she would be able to handle it… Hell, her panties were drenched with her juices, and her erect nipples strained against her bra. It was certainly too late to hide her arousal from Jon. But I guess that's only fair…she thought. I did make things pretty uncomfortable for him, too.

Jon watched Cate in the mirror as he slid his hand up her thigh to the juncture of her legs. He felt his heart pounding in his chest, and he was strangely nervous. Hell, it was far from the first time he'd had his hand between the legs of a wet and willing woman. But this was the first time he’d ever been graded on his technique. Well, officially, anyway. Jon paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and went for it.

Jon cupped his hand upward, over her soft mound. Then he gently drew his index and pinky fingers down the crease of her thighs on either side, following the lines of her panties. Cate's head tipped slightly backward and a whispered "Ohhhh" escaped from her lips as his middle fingers trailed gently over her center.

Jon continued to slide his hand back, drawing his palm up over her delicious ass, letting his hand come to rest on her lower back. Then he stood silent, watching Cate in the mirror.

She closed her eyes for a long moment, then slowly eased them open. She focused on Jon's reflection and waited to find her voice.

"Good," she finally said hoarsely. "Very thorough." She swallowed hard, and when she spoke again her voice was stronger, though it still held a faint waver. "Had I been hiding anything on my body, you would have found it."

She paused again. "You can see now why it's best to have an officer of the same sex search a suspect. You have to get pretty intimate to do it right." She watched as Jon nodded, still standing behind her, one hand on her cuffs and the other at the small of her back.

Cate took another deep breath, trying to calm herself. She knew Jon was also probably in considerable discomfort, judging from what she had felt him press against her.

Cate wiggled her fingers and felt them brush against Jon's hand. "Uncuff me, please?" she asked softly. He nodded silently, and fished the key from his pocket. He released Cate's hands and watched as she stretched out her arms, still facing the mirror.

As Jon stood silent, he felt the ache of his erection. Sorry, Buddy, he thought regretfully. Another false alarm. Suddenly a little self-conscious, Jon turned his back to Cate and the mirror and walked stiffly across the room. He put his hands on his hips and lowered his gaze to the floor as he paced back and forth, willing his arousal to subside.

Cate saw his movement in the mirror and felt a pang of sympathy. At least her own unsatisfied stimulation wasn’t so painful.

When Jon’s back was turned, Cate discretely slipped out into the hallway and went to the water fountain. She took a long drink and splashed a little water on her face and down her neck. Then she leaned back against the concrete wall, relishing the coolness against her back. She closed her eyes and smiled as she replayed the morning’s events in her mind.

Cate stayed in the hallway for another five minutes, giving Jon privacy to get himself under control. When she finally returned to the mat room, she found Jon sitting on the floor, his back against the wall. He gave her a conspiratorial little smirk as she sank down to the floor beside him. She looked sideways at him and smiled back.

“Best. Lesson. Ever.” Jon said, drawing out the emphasis on each word. “Wanna do it again?”

Cate’s eyes sparkled as her musical laughter filled the air. What a great laugh she has… Jon thought as he chuckled along with her. He reached over and covered Cate’s left hand with his right, squeezing it gently. His heart warmed when she didn’t pull away. They sat there in silence, smiling at each other and enjoying the moment.

After what seemed like forever, Cate sighed and looked at the clock over the door. “We have to go,” she said softly, her voice full of regret. “Bobby’s class is in 15 minutes.”

Jon gave Cate’s hand one more little squeeze, then he released it and climbed to his feet. He helped Cate up, then they both packed up their gear in their bags and tidied the room.

As Cate paused by the door to flip off the lights, she felt Jon move in close behind her. “Thank you,” she heard him whisper, his breath warm in her ear. Cate’s eyes closed as her head involuntarily tipped slightly to the side in response. Cate inhaled sharply as she felt Jon’s teeth gently nip her earlobe.

“You’re welcome,” she groaned, though she had no earthly idea what he was thanking her for. She stood frozen for a moment, until she felt Jon pull away. Then Cate opened her eyes, pushed through the door, and led him out into the hall.

12 comments:

  1. Oh sweet torture...
    I have to give Cate credit for increadible self control! I would've locked the door and ordered him to do a full body cavity search!
    OK, cold shower here I come...

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  2. Bay! I'm SHOCKED! This is a FEDERAL training facility! No fun or frivolity allowed!!! (LOL!)

    And sadly, the doors don't lock from the inside. For real. :)

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  3. Holly mother of God my screen is smoking that was so hot!

    Now off to the shower for me! Long hot followed by and ice cold shower.

    WOW!

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  4. Ok, I was so stupid and read that chapter in the morning! Another shower for me! Thanks a lot Cate!!! LOL

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  5. I should not read these chapters at work. ;]

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  6. Oh hell, I need a cold shower!

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  7. Why the hell did he uncuff her????

    I guess the both need Richie for another lesson, he won´t be so stupid ;)

    and now I´m sure: she´s not human LOL no woman would have stopped him!

    Catte, they both need a knock on the head...or someone should lock them in a room or they´ll never end this torture...

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  8. Judith, LMAO at your comments... you seem a little agitated, Darlin'! :)

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  9. Well, she's definitely got more will power than I would have in that situation.

    It's gotta suck when your professionalism gets in the way of a good time. LOL!

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  10. If that had been richie, I wouldn't have gotten past the part of my searching him. I would have locked the door before I locked the handcuffs!!!! He would not have gotten out with his clothes!!!! LOL!!!

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  11. Okay who turned the heat up in here?? I seem to have a hot flush on.

    WONDERFUL chap Catte.

    Cindy, I'm SO with you on the Sambora part. ;)

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