Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26566 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26566 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Yes!” She throws herself at me again, holding me close before she starts peppering kisses all over my face. “Yes, yes yes yes yes,” she chants. Her mouth finally comes to mine and she kisses me. This kiss goes on forever and she starts to wiggle in my lap.
“Take me home. Make love to me,” she moans. I growl at her words. I know we need to go to the police station.
“I love you, too,” she adds. Thoughts of going to the police station leave my mind. We’ll do it later. Right now I'm taking my fiancée home and making love to her. I take her mouth again, wanting another kiss before I have to move her from my lap.
She starts pulling at the buttons of my uniform, then pulls my shirt out from my pants. “I can’t wait,” she cries. I slide my hand under her shirt, grabbing a handful of her tit. I don’t think I can wait either and I can’t believe I’m debating taking her here in the car. She tries to pull her shirt off, but I stop her.
“No, baby, if someone sees you naked I’ll fucking lose it,” I say darkly. She stops pulling at her shirt but her hands go for the button of my pants. She wastes no time pulling my cock out, wrapping her tiny hand around it. She starts to stroke me.
I’m shocked I’m even doing this, having sex in my cruiser outside where someone might catch us, but when it comes to her I can’t say no. She wants me here and now, and I’m going to give her that. She’ll never question my need and want for her.
“In me,” she demands in the cuttest voice I’ve ever heard. “Pants,” I tell her. She wriggles around and we get her jeans off her and she’s back in my lap. I slide my hand between us, wanting to make sure she’s ready to take me. I groan when I feel how wet she is.
“Fuck, baby, your pussy is begging for it. You need my cock?”
“I need you.” Before I can respond she is on me, sliding down my cock. I almost cum on the spot when her silken heat wraps around my cock.
“God, you’re so tight,” I moan. I grip her hips and move her. I find her mouth, but we are so lost in passion our kiss is wild and untrained. When I move her I make sure her clit drags against me as I hit her G-spot. It doesn't take much. I don’t know if it's what’s happened today or having been away from each other for a few hours, but we both are already cumming.
My cock jerks inside her and I spill into her womb. I hold her tight to me, wanting to cum as deep inside of her as I can.
My name spills from her lips over and over and I swear it makes more cum leak from my cock. Her pussy clamps down and it’s as if it’s trying to make sure it sucks every drop from me. Her pussy is greedy and I fucking love it.
“God, I love you,” I tell her.
“I love you, too. Never knew what love was until you. You make me feel safe, whole, cherished.”
“I’m going to spend my life making sure you feel all that and even more, baby.” I rest my forehead against hers.
“How did I get so lucky?” she asks. She rest her head on my chest.
“I’m the lucky one. Come on, baby. Let's go to town so I can show you off and you can keep me from killing that Ren boy.”
“You can’t kill him. I need you with me. Besides, I already kneed him in the balls pretty good,” she giggles. That puts me at ease.
“He hurt you?” I hold my breath.
“No, like I said, I kneed him in the balls and ran. I just wanted to get to you. I hate that school.”
I kiss the top of her head. I don’t tell her she isn't going back there. We’ll get to that later. Probably when I have her naked and in an orgasm coma.
I bring her hand to my lips and kiss her ring. I’ll be shocked if I make it through tomorrow without binding her to me fully.
I have a feeling that won’t even be enough to cool the driving need I have to make sure everyone knows she’s mine.
Epilogue
Catherine
Six months later…
I stroll into the police station and stop at the front desk to set down a basket of muffins I made for the station and a cup of coffee for Cole.
“Hey, Catherine.” Pam beams up at me.
“Hey,” I chirp back. “Slow today?”
“Yep. Can you man the desk for a moment? I need to use the bathroom.”
“Sure can.” I come around and take her chair. I’ve been working at the station a few days a week, helping out. I get bored sitting at home and I can only cook and take care of the house so much. I’ve been extra bored now that school is over.