He snaked an arm around her and tugged her back into him. “Or we could both take a shower and then grab a bite on the way to work.”
She wrapped her arms around him, and he pushed her hair away from her face. “That would be an amazing idea, but my shower is barely big enough for one. Two people in that space and we would flood the apartment downstairs.”
Brock frowned and dropped his head to her shoulder. He flicked his tongue across her skin and smiled at the shiver that ran through her. “Or… an alternate possibility. We take a moment for ourselves, then shower.” He hoped she'd agree.
“Drive through food?” Her nose scrunched. "I have a confession. I abhor fast food."
He laughed and dropped his head to his hand, propped up on his elbow. "What? Are you telling me you're a food snob?"
"Guilty. I'm a foodie from way back." She shrugged and ran her hand up his chest nearly freezing any chance of cognizant thought.
He rolled over on top of her. “Or we could go to Casey’s Diner. He does a damn good breakfast. We can stop by the office, grab the trace reports, and go over them while we eat.”
“I like that plan.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he slipped between her legs. The kiss they shared was slow, searching, and hot as fuck. He rolled them and reached to the correct nightstand to find the strip of condoms that had migrated into the bedroom when they'd relocated. Shifting her so she was on top of him, he reached up and tangled his hands in her hair. “Ride me.”
She pushed up on his chest and smiled down at him. “Lazy first thing in the morning, are we, Detective King?”
“No, but when I’m working through all the shit the day is going to throw at us, I want to have the vision of you on my cock.” He handed her the foil packet.
She took the condom from him and opened it, sliding back so she could suit him up. She stroked his cock several times, taking him from 'hell yeah, I'm interested' to ‘completely invested’ in zero point two seconds.
Her teeth raked her bottom lip as she slid onto him. She took her time sheathing his cock in glorious tight heat. He lifted his hands and held her breasts as she moved up and down. Her hips started a back and forth motion when she brought their bodies together. He rolled her nipples between his fingers each time she did it, and fuck him, if she didn’t put her hands over his and without words asked him to roll those tight nubs a little harder. Not with words, but with touch. He squeezed a bit, and she moaned, throwing back her head. Oh, fuck, she picked up the pace. His cock pushed into her again and again. The sensation building in his balls sent an urgent signal to his lust-filled mind. Her movements became erratic, less coordinated, and more needy. He stopped her on a downward effort. “There, stop there.”
Her eyes popped open, confused. He rocked his hips and thrust into her at a rapid pace. She fell forward. The change of angle lit up the nerve endings of his shaft. He squeezed tight and drove home. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders, and he opened his eyes. The sight above him was one he prayed he’d never forget. Her body dancing and swaying over him, her eyes closed, her mouth open, a blush falling over her face and chest. Her hair fell over her shoulders, brushing his chest as his body filled her. Her eyes opened, and she stared down at him. His breath caught in his throat. She was absolutely beautiful. This woman was vital to his future, he just wasn’t sure how what lay ahead for them would play out. She gasped and her eyes rounded seconds before her body convulsed. The gripping heat took him over the edge, too. She dropped down on top of him, and he wrapped her in his arms.
The six flights up to the office weren’t as steep as they usually were. That could be due to the fact he’d actually slept, or the woman striding up the steps with him. Okay, it definitely was Kallie.
On the stairwell landing, she touched his shoulder. “I’m dropping into HR. You get us both coffee and I’ll be up as soon as I’m done