Title: Midnight Shift: Chapter Twenty-nine, Caught
Rating: NC-17 [language, sex]

Summary: Robert returns to the UK finally. After six weeks of proving his devotion to her, Jimmy finally claims Summer as his own.





Though the children did not seem to care that they had been staying in a beach house in France for over a month, Robert pined for his own bed, his own house, his own land. While returning to England likely would result in a hefty tax fee against his income, he did not care. He needed out of France. He needed to go home.

In addition, he was hoping that Shirley would be less… clingy upon return to the British Isle, especially since Maureen would be home.

Seated on a plane between his two kids, Robert smiled as Karac tried to explain the picture he had drawn to Carmen. The older girl listened patiently before launching into her interpretation of the image. As the siblings conversed and interacted, he could not help the happy swell in his heart. This was what life was all about, not drugs, booze, and sex. His family was why he did… everything. How had he lost sight of that?

“Dad?” Carmen’s large eyes turned to his.

Shaking his mind clean, he smiled down at her, “Yes, sweetie?”

“What do you think of it?” she tapped the paper.

“Well I’m no art critic…” Robert picked up the sheet of the paper.

The plane landed not much later and Robert led the children off, holding their hands. Maureen waited at the gate and both kids pulled free from their father, running to her. She embraced both, kissing them and asking how their holiday was with their father. They instantly launched into stories, but silenced as Robert finally joined them. Maureen stood and kissed her husband softly.

“Shirley didn’t come back with you?” she asked.

“She flew a bit earlier today. Said she had things to take care of,” he shrugged. “How was your holiday in Italy?”

“It would have been better with you,” she responded.

Robert smiled slightly, “I hope you managed to get some rest.”

“I did. I’m well-rested,” Maureen winked.

Though he caught her innuendo, he said nothing of it. Instead, he redirected, heading to pick up his and the children’s luggage. Once more with her attention divided between the children, Maureen said nothing about Robert’s lack of response. Before long, Robert climbed behind the wheel and headed home. However, he wanted nothing more than to return home, something about it was empty, shallow, and not quite right. As he drove pass town shops on his way to his farm, Robert realized what was wrong: he was without Summer.

Sighing his gaze focused on the road, trying to keep his emotions at bay. Neither his wife nor children seemed to notice, so he drove silently on. He needed to end this charade, sooner the better. Only he was not entirely sure how to do so. He could not blurt out right then that he wanted a divorce, not in front of the children. However, it had to happen soon – before Shirley showed up again, expecting to return to the French agreement. That had been a very bad decision on his part. He would correct it. Immediately.

“Maureen?” he spoke up, drawing her eyes to him. 

“Yes?” she stopped her conversation with the children.

“I would prefer if Shirley no longer stayed with us,” he stated.

“But she’s my sister.”

“And my ex.”

She fell silent for a moment, “Did something happen in France?”

“Yes,” he admitted. “And I do not want it repeated. Ever.”

“But–”

“I do not want her staying with us. She can visit, yes. But as long as I am home, I do not want her there,” he proclaimed.

“Fine,” Maureen replied, an edge in her voice. “I will tell me sister to not come and visit while you are home. It’s not like you’ll be there long anyways.”

While the tone of her voice challenged him, Robert shook it off. She was right. He needed to locate Jimmy – because he was certain that was exactly where Summer was.



Her sparkling eyes looked into his, trying to figure out exactly what Jimmy meant. If she took his words literally, then she supposed they would be entering into a business relationship. Playing music with Jimmy would be amazing, but as she looked into his eyes, Summer did not think that was precisely what he meant at that moment. He had a gleam in his eyes that she could not refute.

“I would love to… play with you, Jimmy,” she replied in a whisper.

His eyebrows rose, “Would you?”

Summer bit her bottom lip playfully, “I would.”

“Perhaps then, we should…”

She quickly kissed him and scrambled out of his lap, “You’ll have to catch me first.”

Jimmy rushed to his feet, pursuing her around the vast hotel suite. She avoided the bedroom, sprinting out onto the balcony instead. Knowing it was a dead end, he leisurely followed her outside. She clearly knew as well, for as he stepped out, she leaned against the railing, the warm breeze from the park ruffling her long skirt and hair. As her large blue eyes looked into his, she smiled slightly, her finger beckoning him forth. Slinking forward like a cat, Jimmy buried his hands in her hair, guiding her into a deep kiss. Her fingers quickly danced down his chest, pushing tiny black buttons free. His hands pulled away from her, shaking off the silken shirt. While his lips kissed along her jaw line, his fingers moved to her shoulder, slowly working to the tie that held the halter dress up.

“Uhhhh,” Jimmy moaned softly as her fingers removed his pants, her right hand slipping into his shorts. “Suuuummer.”

As his hands untied the knot, her dress slid down the slight curves of her body, puddling about her feet. Pulling her hand out of his shorts, Jimmy stepped back to fully appraise her body. Lit by the lamps inside the hotel room as well as the myriad of lights from nearby buildings, interesting shadows danced on Summer’s body. He loved the soft curve of her hips, the deep pink of her nipples. A gust of warm wind lifted her hair, causing the soft curls to circle her nipples seductively. With little thought, Jimmy reached forward, both hands cupping both breasts. His talented thumbs traced around her puckered peaks, his eyes focused upon his task, watching them harden under his touch. With a pleased smile, he leaned down and kissed each nipple once before capturing her mouth in a quick kiss.

“You are beautiful, princess,” he breathed before kissing her again. “Absolutely stunning.”

“Jimmy,” she purred, “it is unfair that I am…”

He grinned at her before slowly kneeling in front of the slim beauty. His lips kissed and suckled her breasts before he continued his descent. Showering her flat abdomen with kisses, his fingers went to her thighs, gently nudging her legs open. Fingers curling around the railing for support, Summer gazed down at him with heavy eyes. His lips kissed her slightly rounded pubic mound, smiling as her short, dark blond hair tickled his mouth. Jimmy gently guided her right leg over his shoulder for support, freeing up his hand to gently pet her sex.

Slowly his finger slipped between her petals, feeling her sweet honey instantly coat his digit. Though he wanted to push into her body, feel how tight she had to be, his fingertip found her bud of desire and began to trace circles around it. Summer moaned and groaned, wiggling her hips along with his circles. Glancing up at her, Jimmy grinned and leaned forward. Holding her open, his tongue slipped into her flower, tracing her bud in the same manner as finger had a moment before. Tongue curling about her clit, his lips fastened around the swollen bud and he softly sucked.

As Summer moaned his name, Jimmy slipped his finger down her dewy crease. Slowly sinking it into her, he paused in his suckling to grin at her quick gasp. Matching his sucking with his finger’s slow thrusts, Jimmy slowly began to increase his pace and intensity. Accordingly, Summer’s moans increased and she pushed up on her toes, attempting to get away from his pleasureful torture.

Pulling his mouth free from her sex, but keeping his finger, now joined by a second one, moving in her, Jimmy looked up to her eyes, “What do you want, princess?”

“Oh Jimmy…” she breathed. “… don’t make me beg…”

While that idea instantly appealed to him, having waited so long to feel her wrapped around him was enough reason for Jimmy to push it aside. Slowly he kissed his way up her body, pausing to lick circles around her breasts before finally meeting her mouth again. Summer’s left hand left the railing and curled in his hair. He slowly pulled his fingers free of her body and yanked his shorts off. As the pretty blond sucked on his tongue, Jimmy guided his cock towards her entrance. Though he wanted nothing more than to push deeply into her, he slid up and down her flower, coating himself with her dew.

“Oh, god, Jimmy… please,” she groaned, shifting her hips down.

Sliding along her once more, he slowing pressed into her body. His moan matched hers as he thrust as fully as possible in that position, feeling her tight body mold around his. He could not believe how perfectly she held him. Her soft lips kissed his, her body flexing around his. Slowly he pulled out, instantly feeling somehow less complete by the action. While pushing back into her felt divine, uniting with her was like tasting heaven. He could not imagine loving anyone else like he did her right in that moment. There were not enough hours in the day to do so.

Remaining motionlessly buried in her, Jimmy kissed her mouth sweetly. His hands cupped and pinched her nipples. She flexed around him a few times, her body asking his to move without words. Even with her leg wrapped around his waist, his hands slipped down to her ass, supporting her weight. Pulling out of the kiss, his dark eyes looked into hers as he began to move slowly. Her left hand left his hip, grasping onto his shoulder for a brief moment. As his thrusts began to quicken, she reached back and grasped the railing with both hands. She held his gaze as soft moans passed her lips, finding his gaze almost as erotic as his kisses.

Pressing deeply into her, Jimmy guided her other leg around his waist. Taking a step back from the railing, his eyes glancing at her arms to make certain she still held on, he changed the angle of entry before continuing with his thrusts. While the slightly changed position did not allow for as long of thrusts, he could tell her body was beginning to tense already. Oh how he wanted to bring her to orgasm. He selflessly did not even care about his own in that moment, just hers. Her breaths became more shallow, her moans unintelligible.

As he pulled back, he felt her body quicken. Eyes widening, Jimmy pushed fully in as her body clamped down. She moaned his name before he leaned over and kissed her. As her body trembled hard around his cock, he felt his own orgasm bubble down his spine. Thrusting slightly, he quickly grunted before burying himself deep within her again. Her body continued to writhe and flex around his as he emptied fully into hers.

Gazing up the plane of her body, Jimmy watched her breaths slow. His eyes traced circles around the slight swells of her breasts, noticing a glimmer of perspiration. Leaning down, he kissed and licked between her breasts. Remaining there with his lips pressed to her flesh, Jimmy closed his eyes, feeling the rhythm of her heartbeat against his mouth. He could not believe… could not believe…

“Jimmy,” she breathed, “I cannot… I cannot stay like this much longer.”

His eyes darted up and he noticed a slight tremble in her arms. His arms quickly circled under her and he lifted her away from the railing. With a smile, her arms circled around his neck and she kissed him deeply as he turned back towards the hotel room. He stepped carefully over their discarded clothes before passing through the open doors. Her kiss ended just as they neared the bed.

Jimmy eased her carefully down onto the bed and kissed her quickly, “Summer, I… I…”

Her fingers trailed down the side of his face, “I know, Jimmy.”

He kissed her again, “You are wonderful… amazing… beautiful…”

“Mmmm, so are you,” she breathed. “I’m also…”

“What, princess?”

“Thirsty,” she giggled.

Jimmy kissed her quickly, “I will be right back, my princess.”

Her legs circled his waist once more, “Say it again.”

His eyes searched hers, “My princess.”

“Mmmm,” she grinned, “I like how that sounds.”

Jimmy kissed her quickly, “Then I shall say it often.”

“Now how about that drink,” she winked.

“As you wish, my princess.”



Waking in his own bed, Robert stretched. It felt good to be home. It felt even better knowing that his wife had stuck to what he requested and turned her sister away the night before. He felt rather triumphant, as if he had completely solved one problem. It gave him a slight confidence lift. In fact, it was enough of a boost that he thought that day would be the one to fix other problems. Not that he had many to fix, except perhaps some fences around the grounds.

Oh and the minor one of still being married to Maureen.

Mending fences seemed like the better option.

Rolling out of bed, he pulled on trousers, glad to have been able to once again sleep in just his shorts. He ran his hands through his unruly blond hair before pulling a plain tee shirt over his frame. As he reached for the door, it quickly swung in. Before he could say anything, Karac’s arms wrapped tightly around his leg. With a chuckle, Robert slowly headed down the hallway with the young boy clinging to him. He struggled to get down the stairs slightly, but the bigger challenge was at the bottom: Carmen. The young girl did not fasten about his other leg like he anticipated. Instead, she jumped onto his back, her little arms wrapping tightly about his neck.

He struggled through a few more rooms before reaching the kitchen. The children only released him once their mother instructed them to. He hugged them both before turning to pour a cup of morning tea. As he sat down at the breakfast table, the two children once more danced for his attention. With a smirk, he pulled both into his lap and attempted to drink his tea and read the newspaper around them.

This lasted for a few minutes until Shirley walked into the kitchen. Robert immediately tensed, his eyes watching as she headed over to the teapot and made herself a cup. She picked up a section of the paper and sat across the table from him. Robert’s eyes snapped to his wife, expecting her to intervene. Instead, Maureen told the children to get in their own chairs for breakfast while she finished cooking.

Frustrated, Robert pushed back from the table once his lap was children-free and approached his wife, “Maureen.”

She glanced over her shoulder and kissed him quickly, “Eggs, dear?”

“What is your sister doing here? I thought we agreed she was not to stay over any more,” he spoke in a low voice.

“She didn’t.”

“Then what is she doing here?” he hissed.

“Eating breakfast.”

“Why didn’t she do that wherever she’s staying?”

Maureen glanced at him and kissed him quickly, “Don’t worry about it, Rob.”

He glared at her for a moment before turning away and leaving the kitchen. As he had decided to work on the fences that day, he hurried upstairs, changed, and headed outside. With anger in his eyes and frustration in his steps, Robert yanked open the door open to the shed and stepped in. He shifted around in the dark before finding the light and pulling it on. His fingers shifted through tools, absently gathering up what he could possibly need to fix fences. As he turned towards the door, it swung open and he groaned.

“What do you want?” he spat.

“You know what I want,” she declared, approaching him. “And I think you want it too.”

“Get out, Shirley,” Robert declared. “Leave. You are not wanted here. Nor are you welcome.”

She stopped close to him, her hand instantly dropping to his crotch and rubbing it, “I doubt that, lover.”

He took a step back, thankful that his body had not reacted to her touch at all, “Get out. Now. Before I take far more drastic measures.”

Shirley laughed, “Like what?”

He glowered at her, “Get out, Shirley. Now. I am not above calling the authorities on you.”

She laughed again, “And you really think my sister would let you?”

“Yes. This is harassment, plain and simple. Maureen is smart. She won’t let–”

“You forget. I know you’re trying to leave her. I can easily tell her that you’re leaving her for a slut in America and that you forced yourself on me in France while she was gone because–”

“Tell her for all I care,” he shot back. “It doesn’t matter. The truth is you are harassing me in my own bloody home. I asked you to stay away. I don’t want you. Get the hell away from me and my home. Now.”

She stared at him for a long moment, apparently deciding if he was serious or not. Her eyes narrowed and she whirled around, leaving the shed, the door slamming behind her. With rage in his eyes, Robert hurled the wrench in his hand at the door. He was never, ever getting involved in sisters again. Thank god, Summer was an only child.



Though they had only slept two hours, waking with Summer in his arms that late morning was much sweeter than ever before. It was not that they had not shared a bed before, because they had slept curled around each other nearly every night for the past six weeks. But now… now that he had tasted, touched, and loved her, everything was different. Jimmy would almost admit that the world seemed a little brighter that morning. He felt… triumphant and like a piece of his soul was actually at peace. He could not believe the little golden girl in his arms was the source of so much, but he certainly welcomed it.

Summer stretched before quickly rolling out of his arms and hurrying into the bathroom. It was not the first morning she had done such before, so it certainly concerned Jimmy. He just did not know what he could do about it. So instead, he sat up and reached for the phone, ordering breakfast to be delivered to them. Hearing the water run a moment later, he looked to the bathroom door, smiling as she stepped out.

The nude beauty hurried back to the bed, straddling and kissed Jimmy. As she began to grind against the sheet separating their bodies, he groaned. He had awakened the sexiest monster he had ever known and he was certainly ready to keep up with her. Pulling out of the kiss, she tossed her hair from her face, her glittering blue eyes looking into his.

“The dog needs to go out,” she declared, still grinding against him.

“Uhhh, Suuummer,” he groaned.

Her lips touched his quickly, “First one to cum has to take her out.”

“Fuck,” he muttered, his arms going around her waist.

With a quick movement, Jimmy rolled both of them, the motion causing the sheet to slide out from between them. Kissing her deeply, he rubbed his cock up and down her body, feeling her heat and moisture increase. With a quick thrust, he once more sheathed himself inside of her. Leaning up, he guided her legs to his shoulders and quickly thrust into her. Her fingers pinched her nipples, her lips moaned his name.

As her tight body held him, he knew this was a bet he was close to losing. Every undulation brought them both closer, but he was certain he would cross the finish line sooner, especially if she kept panting his name. His name on her erotically parted lips was heaven and her voice oh so musical. Three more quick strokes and she tightened around him. For a moment, Jimmy thought she was already orgasming unexpectedly, but glancing down at her eyes, he knew she was merely trying to bring him.

It worked.

“Summer,” he moaned, thrusting deeply into her body.

His orgasm quickly triggered hers. She screamed his name as her body truly convulsed around his cock, milking his essence from him. With a smile, Jimmy leaned down and kissed her lovingly, still moving gently in her body.

“The… dog…” she breathed.

Jimmy kissed her again, “I will take out her royal highness. Breakfast may arrive whilst I am absent. I will leave a tip by the door.”

“Jimmy, I l–”

His lips covered hers, silencing her proclamation, “I will return for your kisses soon.”

Jimmy quickly disengaged himself from Summer’s embrace. He felt her eyes on him as he quickly dressed before fetching the dog. Glancing once more at her, he smiled. She was his. All his. Oddly, the chase had not eclipsed the catch. He never wanted to let her go. And truly never planned to.

As soon as he left the suite with the puppy, Summer headed back into the bathroom. She showered quickly, stepping out and wrapping a towel about her just as a knock sounded at the door. Hurrying out to the door, holding the towel in place, she pulled it open. The room service attendant gasped, staring at the wet-haired girl.

“Um, you can put it on table,” she stepped aside, pointing to the dining table.

Tearing his eyes away from her, he nodded and entered the suite. Summer left the door and returned to the bathroom to dry her hair. Paying little attention to the room service attendant, she quickly turned on the blow dryer. With her hands working through her hair, the towel fell to the floor. With the plates on the dining table, the attendant headed towards the open bedroom door. Standing in the doorway, his eyes widened once more, as he watched the young, naked woman dry her hair.

Releasing the puppy from her leash as he stepped into the suite, Jimmy’s dark eyes went to the room service tray. Not seeing the attendant or his girlfriend anywhere, his blood pressure rose and he hurried over to the bedroom. His dark eyes darkened even more, seeing the attendant spying on his Summer. With a growl, he grabbed the attendant by his collar, yanking him out of the middle of the bedroom where he had crept.

Summer set down the hairdryer in the same moment, her eyes widening upon seeing the action in the mirror. She quickly slammed the bathroom door closed. Swearing a storm, Jimmy pulled the young man out of the suite, shoving his service tray out a moment later. With a vow to speak to the man’s manager, he slammed the door and locked it, before turning and heading back to Summer.

He knocked softly on the bathroom door and slowly turned the handle, “Princess?”

Her wide eyes went to his, “I’m so so so sorry, Jimmy. I didn’t think… I thought he… oh god…”

“Shhhh,” he quickly embraced her, kissing her forehead. “It’s not your fault. He should not have spied on you, my princess. He will learn his lesson.”

“I’m sorry,” she muttered again.

He leaned back, looking directly into her eyes, “It was not your fault. Come and have breakfast with me.”

“But, I–”

“No buts. We are not allowing him to ruin our perfect morning. Come, my princess,” Jimmy declared, leading her by the hand into the bedroom.

He paused in the bedroom to wrap a silk robe about her figure before continuing into the dining room. Pulling back a chair for her, he kissed Summer sweetly before moving to the chair next to her. Pausing to place the puppy’s dish on the floor, Jimmy shook out a napkin after sitting, placing it in his lap. Glancing at Summer, he reached for her hand and lifted it to his mouth, kissing her knuckles softly.

“So what would you like to do today, my princess?” he asked softly. “The park? The zoo? Shopping?”

“I’d rather just stay here and rest… with you,” she responded in a whisper.

His eyes flicked to hers and he smiled, “Then we will rest today and venture into the city tomorrow… or perhaps the next day.”