Page 23 of Hot Cops

He growled.Jesus, a growl?She didn’t have more than a second to process that thought before his lips descended on her breasts. He brushed her hands aside, grasping her breasts, holding them still for his assault. There was no part of her chest left untouched as he licked around her areolas, lightly bit her nipples, kissed the sensitive skin and massaged the plump flesh.

“God.” She wondered where the hell Aaron had learned to play like this. She’d always imagined sex with him would be staid, gentle…boring. Where had this tit connoisseur come from?

She shook the thought from her head. This was going too fast, getting too serious. She felt completely off balance and grasped the only thing she could still call on to work in her defense. “Hope you aren’t disappointed,” she joked. “I’m no Bubbles.”

He sucked her taut nipple into his mouth…hard, the suction producing a pleasurable pain she’d never experienced. Her head fell back against the door, thudding loudly against the wood.

He moved upward from her breasts, planting hot, wet kisses along her neck. “It won’t work,” he whispered into her ear.

“What won’t work?”

“The jokes. I’m not stopping and neither are you.”

“Who’s asking you to stop?” She gripped his hair with her fingers, holding his mouth to her neck. She loved having her neck kissed. He moved, taking her earlobe between his teeth, biting it lightly while his fingers pinched her nipples and she trembled under his forceful, sexy-as-shit attack.

“Still with me, Riley? Didn’t leave you in the dust, did I?”

She grinned.Smart-ass.Jesus, she was going to make him pay for that.

She unbuttoned his jeans, taunting him with her eyes as she slid the zipper down. “You might want to pay attention.” She knelt as she gripped the waistband of his jeans and boxers, pulling them down his thighs. “Maybe take some notes,” she added as she dragged her tongue along his cock in one long lick. She looked up in time to see Aaron’s palms land on the door, no doubt to hold himself up as she took the head of his cock into her mouth. Her gaze never left his as she sucked his hard flesh into her mouth.

“So fucking hot.” He moved one hand to her head, tangling his fingers in her curls as he continued to praise her. “You’re so goddamn gorgeous, Riley.”

She smiled around his cock and he groaned when she took him deeper. Reaching down, she fondled his balls for a moment before exploring further, touching the tip of her index finger to his anus. He jerked and she almost lost her grip on his cock.

He took her head in his hands and pulled her away. “Bad girl.” The heated look in his eyes contradicted his words.

“You started it,” she said, alluding to his sex-store purchase.

He grinned. “And I’ll finish it. Later.” He reached down to help her up. “Take off your pants.”

She quickly shed her jeans as Aaron kicked off his shoes and finished removing his pants. She started to walk toward the bed, but he surprised her by picking her up and carrying her.

“What are you doing?”

“I thought you might not remember me carrying you over the threshold last night. Thought I’d reenact it for you.”

“You carried me over the threshold?”

“Of course I did, Mrs. Young.”

She felt a lump form in her throat at his romantic gesture. She’d never thought herself susceptible to such mushy-gushy nonsense. She’d always been too practical, too cynical, but every word he said, every move he made cut straight to the heart of her and she found herself melting like a teenage girl with her first crush.

He placed her on the bed like she was made of glass and she fought to regain her composure. She’d spent the entire day fighting to return to common ground, struggling for some sense of normality only to have him rewrite the rules of their relationship time and time again. He lowered himself over her, their bare bodies touching from chest to feet. She could sense his strength—and his desire—and it lit her body on fire. She ran her hands along his back, savoring the deep kiss he offered.

When they broke apart for much-needed air, she realized resistance was futile. “Fuck me, Aaron.”

He shook his head. “No. Our fucking days are over, Riley. I’m making love to you.”

She wanted to roll her eyes, wanted to snort or do something completely like herself, but all she could do was nod and pray to keep the tears she felt clogging her throat from reaching her eyes. He reached to retrieve his pants but she halted him.

“No condom. I’m on birth control. Just us. Nothing in the way.”

He considered her words for a moment and then grinned. “Just us. From now on.” He leaned down to kiss her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He nudged his cock against her pussy and she reached down to guide him home. He entered so slowly she wanted to protest, but his lips devoured any words she might have spoken. He wasn’t lying about the making-love comment. Riley had never felt more cherished, more protected…more horny.

She pulled her lips away from his when he retreated just as slowly.

She started to complain, to demand he move, when she caught his mischievous gaze. He was teasing her.

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