Page 226 of Hot Cops

“I’m so sorry, Evan. For everything. I know I haven’t been the easiest person to live with lately, but?—”

She didn’t get another word out of her mouth. Evan was there, crossing the distance between them in three long strides.

“Hush,” he urged, pressing his lips firmly to hers. She clung to him as he deepened the kiss. Their tongues tangled as tears sprung to her eyes.

She’d missed this closeness, this passion. She gripped his hair more tightly when she sensed him trying to pull away. She wasn’t finished yet. She needed more. So much more.

Evan reached behind her, tugging her ass toward him, dragging her to the edge of the trunk of the car. She reached down, drawing his cock from his still-open pants. It occurred to her they’d spent the last couple of hours with her in some state of nakedness while he was fully dressed. They’d address that issue later.

For now…

She directed his cock to her wet opening, groaning as he pressed deep, thrusting inside with one relentless, powerful motion.

Annie wrapped her legs around his waist, trying to pull him even closer. The incredible restraint her husband had shown all night appeared to be lost.

He grasped her hips, keeping her in place as he took her. Neither of them held back anything as he pounded harder, Annie urging him on.

“More! God, more,” she demanded.

Evan pressed on her shoulder, directing her to recline on the trunk, tugging her ass closer to the edge. He slowed his motions, thrusting shallowly, stoking the fire but controlling the blaze. Evan’s gaze traveled along her body, the admiration reflected there making her feel beautiful, cherished.

Then his hands followed the path of his eyes. He ran his fingers along her neck and down her chest. The delicate stroking provoked a strong shiver. She was a woman on the edge.

“I need?—”

“Shhh,” Evan admonished. “I know what you need, Annie.”

He cupped her breasts in his hands as he slowed his thrusting even more. She started to tell him it was clear he didn’t have a damn clue what she needed.

Then he pinched her nipples.

Annie’s back arched, her pussy clenching greedily on his cock. Stars flew behind her closed eyelids.

He pinched again.

She pressed her hands flat against the car, wishing she had something to grab on to. She was in serious danger of flying away.

Evan bent forward to kiss away the little pangs of pain, his mouth gently sucking one of her nipples in. With his tongue, he soothed and stroked. Annie balled her hands into fists as she fought for the strength to hold on.

She’d been on the verge of coming for hours, yet she didn’t want to give into it yet. Something told her that the pressure building would explode white-hot, and it would be magnificent. She wanted Evan with her for that.

So she sucked in some much-needed air then bit her lip, hoping to distract herself with the pain.

Evan rose once more. She instantly missed the heat of his body on her chest, his departure reminding her once again that they were outside.

Though night had fallen, the temperature hadn’t. Instead, the humid July air, the heat produced from the bright spotlights and the fire raging in her body left her in danger of suffocating. And the worst part was she welcomed that intensity.

Evan didn’t seek to increase his pace. Instead, he drew his hand away from her breast, lightly teasing the skin of her stomach before drifting even lower. He found her clit instantly. The man was an expert on her body, though she’d sort of forgotten that fact.

She was ashamed of herself for taking the joy out of their bedroom, for making Evan feel like nothing more than a stud to her broodmare. She’d stopped treating him like a man, like her lover. Instead, she’d become a slave to ovulation charts and optimum body temperatures, snapping her fingers whenever she needed him and turning her back on nights when she didn’t.

Another apology rose, but Evan wiped it away, distracted her from the words when he pressed her clit harder, stroking it faster. He’d begun to move once more, his thick cock traveling deep, touching every hot spot. With his fingers on her clit and his dick inside her, he slowly, steadily drove her to the brink of paradise.

“Come with me, Annie.”

She didn’t need to be told twice. Her head fell back against the car as her climax flashed. For a moment, she panicked it was stronger than she was and she wouldn’t survive the tremors, the sizzling electricity flowing through her veins.

She was overwhelmed, overcome. Undone.

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