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My head bobbed, my fist worked the base of his cock, and spit ran down my chin as I poured everything I had into getting him off. Short, jerky little thrusts and the trembling I felt in his thighs had pride blossoming in my chest as he came undone. This definitely wasn't going to last long, but I wanted to make every second count.

“EJ… I’m gonna come.” He tugged gently at my hair, but I flicked my gaze up toward his shadowed face and persisted with quicker movements and harder suction. The moment our eyes met, it was game over. He tensed from head to toe as his cock pulsed in my mouth. Cum landed hot and heavy on my tongue and I drank it down with fervor, swallowing as he shuddered and groaned and bent nearly in half over my head as thick ropes of it flooded my mouth faster than I could swallow.

My movements slowed as I worked him through his orgasm, taunting and teasing each drop from his body until he whimpered and shivered with each pull. I was just as out of breath as he was by the time I sat back on my heels to wipe the back of my hand over the mess on my chin.

“Fuck… fuck me, that was amazing.” His clumsy hands pawed at my shoulders. “Up… up. It's my turn.”

I awkwardly climbed to my feet with a raspy laugh, chuckling even harder as he fumbled with the closure on my pants. “Slow down, babe. It's not a race.”

“No, I seriously need your dick in my mouth, like right now.” His knees hit the ground, one after the other, before he finally got my pants opened. I gasped in surprise as he yanked them and my boxers down simultaneously. William Doherty was about to suck my dick. The reality of it hit like a freight train with no brakes. Holy. Fuck.

Before my brain came back online after my epiphany, the warm, wet heat of his mouth engulfed my cock and my hands slapped against the rough tree bark to keep myself upright. It was sloppy and rushed and intense and literally the best fucking blowjob because of it. What he seemingly lacked in skill, he made up for with eagerness. I was halfway to gone before he even managed to find a rhythm to his frantic movements.

I cupped the back of his head with one hand and let my fingers swirl through his hair to articulate what I was unable to say out loud. Every time I opened my mouth to tell him how phenomenal he was doing, a filthy moan escaped instead of words. The pressure and burning heat built at the base of my spine as my balls drew up tight and my muscles began trembling with the progression of my imminent orgasm. What I had initially thought was a lack of skill turned out to be him warming up. Once he got going… boy, was I in for a ride.

“Babe… babe I'm close.” I widened my stance and hitched my hips forward. “Gonna come.”

He gripped my ass in both hands and before I could stop him, he gagged and swallowed around my dick.Fuck, fuck, fuck. Will could deep throat?!My lips parted but no sound came out as I spasmed and clung to him, my entire body convulsing with the power of my orgasm as it tore through me. All I could do was hold on tight to keep from falling over as my cock throbbed and pulsed and unloaded into his throat. As the last aftershocks of climax rippled through my body with shuddery shivers of delight, I stumbled backward and promptly landed on my bare ass in the gravel path.

We blinked at one another, dumbfounded, before bursting into hysterical laughter. In our wanton and wild abandon, I hadn't realized how far my pants had traveled until I took an impulsive step back. The shock of it had us both cackling like maniacs, punch drunk and floating on clouds of lust and euphoria.

Will scrambled to his feet and held his pants up with one hand while offering me the other. The grin on his face was the most breathtaking I'd ever seen—flushed, swollen lips glistened with spit and his dimples were pronounced in the dim light from the moon above. He was mine. I would accept no other fact. There was no way in hell I was letting this man go again.

“You okay?” He hauled me to my feet and steadied me with his grip before letting go to tuck his dick away and close his trousers.

“So fucking okay,” I replied with a laugh. “Jesus, Will. You sucked my brains out of my dick. Where did you learn to suck cock like that?”

His cheeks grew bright red. I could tell by the way they contrasted darkly against his pale skin in the dappled silver light. “Okay, promise you won't judge me?”

I brushed my ass off and did up my own pants before stepping into his space and looping my arms around his neck. “Never. I swear.”

“I… may or may not have experimented… a lot… at the Police Academy.” He bit his lower lip and shrugged, the motion making my arms bob where they rested atop them. “There were a lot of closet cases… and closets.”

“William Doherty… I'm shocked. And also incredibly fortunate.” I pulled him down and smiled against his lips. “I almost want to thank all the lucky cadets who got to be your practice partners. I'm a very lucky man.”

“Hush. I would have rather it been you.” His arms cinched around my waist and pulled tight as he mumbled the words against my lips so earnestly, his voice wavered.

My heart tripped over itself and nearly flatlined. This sweet, surprising, beautiful man was going to be the cause of death on my headstone. Elijah Thompson—Died from an overload of William Doherty’s raw honesty. He was too good to be real, and nothing at all like what I'd built him up to be over the last decade. Frankly, it would take me a lifetime of trying to make up for the way I vilified him in my mind, especially if he kept hitting me with vulnerable, gut wrenchingly perfect romantic confessions like this.

“Let's head back, babe.” Yeah, babe was a thing now. It had slipped out so now it was staying and I had no qualms about it. Will didn't seem to mind either, judging by his smile.

“Yeah. There were promises of me taking my time with you tonight?” He pressed a little kiss to the corner of my mouth.

“Indeed. You already surpassed my wildest dreams once already. I expect a repeat of that, sir.” I chased his little kiss with a peck of my own.

“Challenge accepted, love.” He winked and grinned, not realizing he'd managed to melt my heart into a puddle withone simple word. Love. I couldn't believe there was once a time not all that long ago that I had convinced myself I hated this man. In all honesty, I don't think I ever did. Not when he could render me physically weak in the knees with one simple term of endearment. I wasn't fooling myself—we had a long way to go before exchanging those words with our whole chest, but damn if I wasn't thrilled by the idea.

He gathered my hand in his and pulled me close to his side, leading the way along the path to where it would loop back to the Square. The air was much colder now, but I didn't mind it. Not when I had his body heat and the promise of what would come later on to keep me warm. I smiled to myself and wrapped my free hand around his arm, just to get us a little bit closer. There was no “too close” when it came to Will. If I had my way, we'd be right back to inseparable in no time at all.

Chapter Ten

William

The entire drive toEJ’s little cottage, the butterflies that had taken up residence in my gut swirled with excitement. Sure, we’d taken the edge off, to borrow his words, but the promise of more kept my blood pumping at a low simmer for the entire torturous commute that wasn’t all that long in the grand scheme of things. I tried not to let my nerves and guilty conscience interfere, but the prospect of this uncharted territory and the potential it held added a tumble of all sorts of different emotions to contend with.

I chased the red taillights of his sedan the entire way, laughing to myself over the fact that I’d pulled him over so many damn times for those very lights, not to mention being the one to fix them in the end. It was funny how things worked out like that sometimes. Being a small town cop had its perks. I looked forward to the time when he and I would be working side-by-side in Town Hall and running into one another even more because of it. Serendipity at its finest, folks.

Finally, his cottage appeared, and my excitement burned even brighter. No sooner had we parked the vehicles than we were out and back on one another with vigor. There was no way in hell I was going to keep my hands to myself now that we were more or less on the same page. Sure, nothing was set in stone, but as far as I was concerned, he was mine now. Come hell or high water, I didn’t think I’d ever be able to let him go. Judging by the intensity with which we were making out in the middle of his driveway, I liked to think he was of a similar mind.

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