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Or better yet I’ll just fill her with more. My body is ready to be a baby-making factory for her.
There’s only one woman in my life and that’s Marilyn. She’s been it since the first moment I saw her and she always will be. Mine.
“Who’s that?” Officer O’Hara asks.
“She is mine,” I say, shooting daggers at him with a single look.
His eyes fall to the pavement and he mumbles an apology. As a leader of police officers I need to set a good example. That means I don’t want fighting within my unit, but I do want everyone to know I’m more than ready to fight for her if it calls for it. I’m Irish dammit. Boxing is in our blood.
“Congrats, Captain. I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you, O’Hara.”
He slowly raises his eyes to meet mine and offers his hand. I shake to which he replies, “We may both be Irish but it seems like you got the luck of the Irish and I got the Irish curse.”
“Your woman will come, O’Hara, probably when you’re least expecting just as it happened to me.”
“Is that Officer Morgan’s daughter?” another of our officers says.
“Focus on the float, Johnson. And forget what you’re thinking…for now.”
I hate the idea that this feels sneaky and concealed, but I need to come up with a plan so I don’t damage my friendship, or the trust and cohesiveness within the unit.
I arrive at Marilyn’s car just as she steps out and I offer my hand, helping her out. I escort her inside and right past my office and to a holding cell.
I flip off the camera and step inside, with her. I can literally see her pulse pounding in her neck right above her ear and I know she’s scared and turned on beyond belief. I can’t say this is something I’ve ever thought of before, but the idea of taking this perfectly beautiful creature in this savage cell seems hot as hell.
But my angel deserves better, that’s for sure. I’m not even sure why I brought her back here. It was a subconscious move to get her away from the eyes of the other men, something I didn’t even realize I was doing. Something primal. I don’t want anyone in my “tribe” looking at her. But apparently she sees something of her own that she likes.
“Is that for me?” her soft voice asks, the sound like caramel pouring over an apple.
Her eyes drag down over my torso and to my trousers, where my dick is sticking straight out like a boat oar.
Her eyes rake up and she bats those long eyelashes at me as she slides her body even closer.
“This isn’t right,” I remind her.
“It doesn’t matter if it’s right or wrong, all that matters is that it’s what we both want and neither of us is going to stop until we get it.”
Damn. This is like what I imagine some sort of porn fantasy to be, except this is real. My chest is heaving. I’m covered in sweat. Her little frame is just in front of mine, ready to grab me. Once she touches me…once I feel her skin on mine, even though it’s just the tips of her fingers, I know it will be all over.
I take my turn raking my eyes over her body and immediately I’m drawn to her nipples which are poking through the fabric of her shirt so hard I swear they could cut glass.
My gaze lingers and I hear her exhale hard.
Then it’s all over.
My hand slides through her hair and my head moves in without another second of hesitation or rumination as my lips come crashing down on hers.
CHAPTER 10
Marilyn
I feel his cock throb through his trousers and press into my body as I melt into him.
The feeling of his lips on mine as he kisses me possessively, claiming me for the first time has my head spinning.
The holding cell is incredibly clean, as I guess is to be expected in a small upscale town, but the fact that it’s so sanitary doesn’t detract from the fantasy we’re both living out in real time.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” he says as he gasps for air, only to bring his lips right back down on mine. His hand grabs the back of my head firmly, pressing my lips into his.
“We shouldn’t, but we are,” I whisper in the brief moment I’m able to even breathe.
My hands quickly find his tree-trunk like body, sliding up his slick sides and then in as I rub my hands over his pecs which are like two tectonic plates. My touch causes them to involuntarily flex and it’s practically setting off an earthquake in my panties.
His arms wrap around me as he pulls my body in closer to his, but I wiggle my way down, getting small as I squat down.
