tongue met my skin. Swirling and dancing, it drifted and tormented, her mouth licked and stroked, nipped and teased. I bent and twisted, wanting free of my cuffs, begging her for release. When I felt her move between my legs, my voice was wild as my arms and legs pulled on my restraints.
“Jenny… Please, baby, put your mouth on me. Now, God, please…”
Her low laughter caused a breath of warm air to drift across my cock, and finally, I felt her tongue run a soft trail over my length before the heat of her lips closed around me. I growled and shuddered as I arched into her wet mouth. The way her tongue swirled around the head had me bowing upward, desperate to be closer to the source of pleasure as I moaned and writhed. Her hands cupped and stroked my balls as she sucked and licked, humming around my cock as I begged and groaned, thrusting and yearning.
I wanted more. I always wanted more of her.
“I need to be inside you.”
One last long lick and she moved up, straddling me again. Her wet, slick heat engulfed me, and I cursed as she started to move. She pushed and pulled, rocking into me, her hands braced on my thighs as she whimpered and undulated above me. “You feel so good, Connor. So good. I love how you feel inside me.”
I continued with my pleading. “Let me see you—now, Wren. Now.”
Light poured into my eyes, and I blinked and focused on the beautiful woman riding me. Her face was a study of emotions, and I knew she was close. Her eyes were wide and wild as she looked down at me, her entire frame trembling with passion. She was so stunning in her need, and I knew what she wanted, what we wanted.
“Unlock me, baby.”
Jenny leaned back, first releasing my feet before she moved forward and snapped open the cuffs restraining my wrists. I watched her body curve as she moved, my desire only raging higher as I glimpsed her fluidness. I sat up, drawing up my legs and enclosing her in my arms, both of us gasping at the new angle. This was her favorite position—me buried deep inside her, my arms holding her close, anchoring her to me as she fell apart. She loved the intimacy, and I loved sensing her body shudder and clench, feeling her orgasm ripple through her. My mouth covered hers, sharing deep, bruising, unrestrained kisses before she stilled, gasping my name. I buried my head in her neck, thrusting into her heat until I was spent, groaning in ecstasy.
The room was quiet except for our heavy breathing. Gradually, I leaned back, taking her with me, keeping her pressed into my chest. Reaching down, I gently helped her straighten her legs, drawing the blanket around us. For a while we were silent, just relaxing into each other. When she shifted, I rolled us onto our sides, keeping her close. I didn’t want to let her go. Her eyes were wide and soft as she gazed at me, and I leaned down to kiss her. They were slow, indulgent, sweet kisses this time. Teasing and gentle, my lips lingered on hers.
She sighed and snuggled into my chest. “Learned your lesson?”
I chuckled. “Which one, Wren? Not to tease you in the grocery store or not to flash my badge?”
“Both?”
“I can’t promise not to tease you, especially when you’re so sexy and adorable.” I sighed. “I’ll try to hold off on the flashing, though.”
“Get them to back off harassing John. It’s over and done.”
I pulled her closer, my voice betraying my sudden nervousness. “Jenny…”
She frowned and pushed herself up on her elbow. “What is it?”
“Tonight, did you ever consider—?” I couldn’t even finish my thought.
Her eyes widened, and she cupped my face, holding it tight. “Why would you ask that?”
I shrugged. “John could give you things I can’t, Jenny. He is a successful businessman. I’m just an underpaid cop and about to be an even poorer one once I go back to school. I can’t offer you the same things he could.”
She exhaled. “All he gave me was a lot of lonely nights and the promise of being second best—if that. I don’t care about material stuff. I never did. So, the answer is no. Never. John is my past and not even a good part of it. You’re my present…and my future.”
“Jenny?”
She smiled, a heartwarming, lovely expression on her face. “I love you, Connor Michaels.”
My heart hammered