Page 84 of Wild Card
I locked eyes with him. “You’re so sexy, Axel. I’m going to make you feel so good. You deserve that.”
His eyes slipped close, face tensing.
“You know that, right? You deserve care and affection. You’re worth it.”
“I am?” he whispered.
I dipped forward to kiss those trembling lips. “Let me take care of you.”
His eyes opened, meeting mine, the cool blue no longer ice but fire. “You can try.”
My lips quirked. “That’s all I ask.”
I sank back into his body, slow and smooth, both of us moaning as I filled him. I rocked in and out of him, eyes locked on his face, clocking every small reaction. I knew exactly when I hit his prostate. His eyes widened, his jaw slackened, and his moan was so delicious I had to dip forward and drink it from his lips.
I circled my hips, grinding into him, working the spot that made him jerk and quiver.
His arm flexed between us as he stroked his dick in time with my thrusts. I pushed up enough to watch, then reached out to tug the piercing with my right hand.
Axel gasped, curling forward, as cum flooded out of the tip of his dick. It poured down his shaft, over the tips of his fingers and his knuckles.
I raised my hand, licking the taste of Axel from my fingers, as I plunged deep and shuddered with release. His ass was still fluttering from his orgasm, prolonging my pleasure. We rocked together, shaking, until our bodies calmed.
As soon as they did, Axel pushed me back. “That was fun.”
I didn’t let the casual words bother me. I’d expected this. Axel used sex as a shield, but I was determined to get past his defenses.
I drew out of him slowly, then disposed of the condom in a small trash can by the bed.
Axel sat up against the wall, his hair spread out around him, his ink coloring nearly every inch of his torso. He looked like a Nordic god.
“You’re gorgeous, you know that?”
Cool blue eyes met mine. “You’re a good fuck, Deputy.”
I grabbed his jaw, leaning in to kiss him hard. His tongue slid along mine, just as eagerly as before. He wanted to look detached, but he actually wasn’t. I nipped his lip, making him suck in a sharp breath.
“I’m more than a fuck,” I said. “So are you.”
His neutral mask slipped a notch. “Dalton…”
My radio chose that moment to crackle with the dispatcher’s voice. “Deputy 2, can I get your 10-20?”
“Lunch,” I responded. Not technically the answer, since 10-20 was a location, but damned if I was going to sayAxel’s bed.
Axel snickered, all too happy to retreat into casual sex territory. “You’re a naughty deputy, fucking me with your nightstick while on duty.”
I rolled my eyes. “Watch it, or I’ll shock you with the Taser. Get that attitude of yours in check.”
His eyes heated. “That a threat or a promise?”
The radio crackled again. “Robbery in progress at 1022 Pines Lane. Calling in all units.”
Well, shit. There was no disregarding that.
“Copy.”
I tucked myself into my pants and zipped up. Axel watched with an amused tilt to his lips. No doubt he liked me fucking him during my workday, then returning to patrol smelling of his cum.
