Page 17 of Dirty Ballistics


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“Then I would say I know a great all-night diner that has some good food,” he responded, putting his offer on the table. He didn’t have to go in to work tomorrow. He was only on call for any situations that would require SWAT.

He reached down and had to adjust himself. His cock, having a mind of its own, was stiff and straining at his sweatpants. He bit back a groan, knowing it was demanding relief.

“Well then, Sergeant Owen, I would ask how soon until you could get here?”

Nervousness filledAspen as she waited for Declan to arrive. This was all new territory for her. She’d had relationships in the past, but never just sex.

Never a one-night stand.

She was just going to have to get used to her new life.

Get used to meaningless sex.

But the night with Declan hadn’t been meaningless.

It had meant something to her. She’d keep those feelings close to her. She didn’t know what the future may hold, and if this was all she could have, then she’d grab on to it and never let go of the memories he was giving her.

She laughed at the brazen way she had acted on the phone when he’d called.

“Hussy,” she murmured, running her hand over her hair for the thousandth time. She had chosen a cute skirt and low-cut top for their late date. She picked off a few invisible bits of lint from her skirt.

She knew he had called it a date and going out to eat, but she also knew what would be on the table.

Sex.

Hot, sweaty, life-altering sex.

The kind of sex that left you sore the next day.

She wanted it again, and again and again.

Her nipples pushed painfully at her bra with the memories of the last time she had been with Declan. Her core clenched with just the thought of that man’s tongue on her neck, her nipples, and buried in her pussy.

“Goodness.” She gasped, waving a hand in front of her face.Calm down. She couldn’t answer the door totally aroused so willed herself to regain some control, thinking of anything but Declan, but that was almost impossible since he was currently on his way. “Think of something else, Aspen.”

She reached for the remote and turned the television on to try to distract herself.

It didn’t work.

The beams from headlamps flashed across her front window, highlighting the room.

He was here.

She bit her lip and tried to will her heart to stop racing. She stood from the couch and smoothed down her skirt, hoping she wasn’t too overdressed—there were only so many times she could wear heels. Working in a library sure wasn’t one of them. Restocking returned books and processing new ones that arrived called for comfortable clothes and footwear.

A knock sounded at the side door. She made her way over and brushed the curtain to the side.

Declan.

A smile graced her lips as she opened the door.

“Hey.” She leaned against the jamb, taking him all in. His size would be intimidating, but for her it was a major turn on. Her fingers had discovered every inch of his body, and not an ounce of fat could be found.

“Hey, yourself.” His deep voice sent shivers down her spine.

“Please, come in. I just need to grab my keys and purse.” She waved him inside, shutting the door behind him. She brushed around him and scurried toward the living room. She gasped as his hand clamped down on her wrist.

He forced her body toward his, and she widened her eyes.

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