Chapter 9

*Before I could respond, she kissed me again, more urgently this time, as if she was making up for lost time.*

Instinct took over as I lifted her by her thighs, her legs wrapping around my torso. Without breaking our kiss, I laid her gently on the edge of the bed. Her hands moved quickly, unbuttoning my shirt and tossing it aside. She ran her fingers down my stomach, her touch igniting every nerve.

Before I could react, JJ flipped us so that I was on my back, and she straddled me. I kissed her neck, earning a soft moan that sent a shiver through me. She tugged her shirt over her head, revealing a delicate lace bra, and began grinding against my thigh. I could feel the heat of her need through her soaked panties.

I sat us up, leaning against the headboard. I kissed down to her nipples and blew on it, feeling it harden as I continued sucking.

“Oh my god, Y/N, keep going! I-I’m so close!” She moaned, and then I sped up my pace.

She started riding my leg faster, and I could tell she was getting close. Her moans alone could make me cum. She looked down at me; her eyes were watering. I put my hand over her panties, teasing her.

“Jesus, you’re so wet. Do you want me to clean this up for you?”

“Mhm, p-please I need to cum.”

I slid my face lower so that her core was hovering over my face. I ran my tongue over her panties and I could feel her body shiver. Moving her panties to the side and slowly blew on her clit.

“Please Y/N, please do-do something.” She was stuttering

“Calm down, Jareau; there’s no need to rush.”

I started sucking on her clit slowly. Her head slowly went back, and her hips started grinding on my face. She grabbed my right hand and moved it to her center. I quickly found her g-spot and started curling my fingers.

“You feel so good don’t stop what you’re doing.” 

The sensation of my fingers curling made her face go pale. She started picking up her pace; her moans grew louder and louder as she was on the brim of her orgasm. I looked up at her; her mouth was open, but no noise came out. Her body went stiff, and her legs started shaking.

I moved her down so that she was lying on top of me. She was in a daze for a minute or two, still coming down from her high. JJ rested her head against my chest, her breathing ragged.

She slowly looked up at me, “Hi.”

Hi,” I replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

“I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before.”

“Well,” I said with a chuckle, “that was only 20%. Imagine if I really tried.”

Her eyes sparkled mischievously. “Now I want to see what 100% feels like.”

“Be careful what you wish for,” I teased, wrapping my arms around her. “You were already out of commission for five minutes.”

After catching our breath, I suggested a bath. By the time I returned with water, she was already in the tub, her skin glistening under the warm light.

“Didn’t waste any time, did you?” I said, smiling as I approached.

JJ grinned up at me. “Are you getting in, or are you just going to admire me?”

Chuckling, I joined her. We soaked in the warmth, letting the moment linger. Afterward, wrapped in towels, we retreated to the bed.

JJ flopped onto the mattress, her damp hair framing her face. “You know,” she began, “the first time I saw you, I felt like a teenager with a crush.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Really? You seemed so composed.”

She laughed. “Trust me, I wasn’t. I was terrified you wouldn’t feel the same. It took everything in me to talk to you that night.”

“Well, for the record,” I said, leaning closer, “I was just as nervous.”

A soft smile spread across her face. “I’m glad we’re here now. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Me too,” I admitted. The vulnerability in her gaze mirrored my own, and in that moment, everything felt right.

We fell asleep entwined, the most peaceful sleep I’d had in a long time. When I woke, the bed was cold, and JJ was gone. Checking my phone, I found her text:

6:45 a.m.
JJ: Went out for breakfast. I’ll be back soon. ❤️

Smiling, I pulled on a hoodie and headed to the kitchen. Moments later, the door opened.

“Guess what I brought?” JJ called out, balancing bags of food.

“Breakfast?” I teased, greeting her with a kiss.

“Bacon, egg, and cheese, plus coffee,” she said, grinning. “We’ll need the energy.”

We ate quickly, savoring the simple joy of the moment, before heading to the precinct. On the way, I called Penelope, updating her on everything we’d uncovered in the investigation.

“I’ll dig in and let you know what I find,” Penelope promised.

We pulled into the parking garage and headed toward the elevators. As we walked, I reached for her hand, letting my fingers intertwine with hers. JJ glanced at me, and a small smile crept onto her face, one that made my heart flutter. It was subtle, but it spoke volumes.

We were the first ones to get in, but we got straight to work. Olivia walked in, “We found trace DNA under the latest victim’s fingernails-looks like she got a good piece of him. We’re running it now, so I will keep you two posted.

An hour or so passed, and the test results. “Ok, the DNA is a match for someone in the system. Our guy’s name is Ethan Darrow, 32. His priors are assault with a deadly weapon and rape in the 3rd degree and was paroled last year.” Olivia finished

Ethan Darrow wasn’t just a criminal; he was a predator who had escalated. JJ crossed her arms, her jaw tightening as she listened.

“We have his address?” JJ asked, her voice calm but resolute.

Olivia nodded. “Last known address is a walk-up in Brooklyn, but he’s been off parole supervision for a few months. He’s not required to check in anymore, so there’s no telling if he’s still there.”

“Then we start there,” I said. “We can’t waste time.”

“Agreed,” Olivia said. “I’ll have uniforms on standby for backup. He’s dangerous, so proceed with caution.”

We all piled into our cars. Once arrived on scene Olivia gave out the positions. “Carisi, Fin, take the back and L/N, Jaurea, and I will take the front.”

We moved into position, guns drawn. Olivia knocked hard on the door.

“NYPD! Open up!”

There was no response. She signaled us to breach. With a sharp kick, the door swung open. We entered cautiously, sweeping the small apartment.

“Living room, clear!” Olivia called out.

“Bathroom, clear!” JJ added.

I headed toward the bedroom when I heard movement. “Someone’s here!” I called back.

Suddenly, Ethan burst out from a closet, shoving past me and making a break for the fire escape.

“He’s running!” I shouted, chasing him down the hallway. JJ and Olivia followed, but he was fast, disappearing out the back exit.

“I’ll take the alley!” I yelled, veering toward a side staircase.

JJ and Olivia stayed close, heading in another direction to cut him off.

As I rounded the corner into the alley, the man blindsided me, tackling me to the ground. My gun skidded across the pavement.

“You shouldn’t have come alone!” he sneered, throwing a punch that landed hard against my jaw.

I kicked him off, scrambling to my feet. He lunged again, and we grappled, trading blows. His knife glinted in the dim alley light as he swung it toward me. I managed to block the strike, but the blade grazed my forearm, leaving a shallow cut.

Adrenaline surged, and I drove my knee into his stomach, sending him staggering back. Blood dripped from the cut on my arm, but I didn’t let up. When he came at me again, I grabbed his wrist, twisting until the knife clattered to the ground.

“You’re done, Darrow!” I growled, slamming him against the wall.

He struggled, but I held him firm until JJ and Olivia arrived. Olivia immediately pulled him into cuffs while JJ grabbed the knife.

“You okay?” JJ asked, her eyes scanning my arm.

“Just a scratch,” I replied, wincing slightly.

Ethan glared at us, breathing heavily. “You don’t know what you’re getting into!”

Olivia stepped forward. “Save it. You’re done.”

We led him back to the patrol cars as Fin and Carisi joined us, securing the perimeter.

JJ glanced at my arm again, concern etched on her face. “You need that cleaned up.”

I gave her a faint smile. “Later. Let’s get him booked first.”