Chapter 21 #3
“What?” she asked, tuning in to his reluctance.
“I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Yes, you should. You absolutely should.” She finished freeing him from his pants and stroked him until his eyes crossed with lust. “Don’t leave me like this.”
What could he say to that? Nothing, so he forgot he was on duty and that she was working.
He forgot about everything other than her and how much he loved her.
The one thing he couldn’t forget was that she was pregnant, which was the only reason he didn’t hammer into her the way he wanted to.
Rather, he took it slow and easy, cupping her ass cheeks as he worked his way into her tight channel.
“You take my breath away every goddamned time,” he whispered harshly.
“Same. Same, same, same.” She clung to him. “Don’t hold back, Blaine. It feels so good.”
“Afraid,” he said, faltering. “The baby…”
“It’s fine. We’re fine.”
“Hold on to me.”
She tightened her arms and legs around him. “Love me. Just love me.”
“I love you so fucking much. I want you all the time, even when I’m on duty and shouldn’t.”
“You should. You really, really should.”
As he laughed, he lost his rhythm for a second before he recovered. “This is going to be fast.”
“I like fast.”
Blaine groaned as he gave her what she said she wanted, more gently than he normally would have, so he wouldn’t hurt her or the baby. The very thought of that made his knees go weak, and with her pressed against the wall, he couldn’t afford weak knees.
His radio crackled to life with a call from dispatch that he had no choice but to ignore—something else he never did.
And then she was coming with loud cries that shattered his control. He surged into her, gasping from the wave after wave of exquisite pleasure that seized his body as her release sparked his.
The dispatcher called again.
Blaine could barely breathe, let alone speak.
“Blaine, babe… The radio.”
“I hear it.” He focused on dragging air into his lungs, and when his head stopped spinning, he keyed the mic on his shoulder to respond to the dispatcher and listened to her report of a multiple-car accident on the island’s north end.
“I’m on my way.” Blaine leaned his forehead against Tiffany’s. “How’d you get me to do this while I’m on duty?”
“As I recall, you didn’t give me much choice.”
“Aww, baby, you always have a choice.”
She smoothed the sweaty hair off his forehead. “And I choose you every time.”
“You make me so incredibly happy, Tiffany. I keep thinking it’s not possible to feel this good all the time, but it just gets better and better.”
With her arms still tight around his neck, she kissed him. “Yes, it does, but you’d better get going before you get in trouble with Mayor Upton again.”
“I’m not entirely sure I can still walk.”
Her giggle filled his heart to overflowing. He loved making her laugh and smile. She’d been so grim when he first met her, and her lighthearted joy was a reminder of how far they’d come since then. Reluctantly, he withdrew from her and held her until she regained her footing.
As expected, his legs wobbled under him.
Tiffany leaned back against the wall while he went into the tiny bathroom in the back of the store to clean up. She was still there when he returned, her lips swollen from their kisses and her cheeks flushed from exertion.
“You look like you’ve been thoroughly ravished, my love.”
“This insanely sexy cop came in and had his wicked way with me.”
Blaine raised a brow. “I dare any man to lay a hand on my woman. I’ll kill him.”
She smiled and reached for him.
He took her hand and let her draw him back in for one last tongue-twisting kiss. “I’ll never survive until tonight.”
“Yes, you will, and I’ll make good on my promises.”
Even though he’d been fully satisfied not even five minutes ago, Blaine whimpered like a little girl at the thought of what she’d promised him. “I’ll think of nothing else all day.”
“Go,” she said, giving him a little push. “The sooner you get done with work, the sooner you get your reward for not messing with Jenny’s party.”
He literally tore himself away from her. “We’re going on a vacation. Just you and me by ourselves. Very, very soon. You hear me?” Their busy season was coming to an end, and they’d earned some time alone.
“Ohhh, yes, please.”
“Very, very soon.” He kissed her again, taking a close look at her gorgeous face. “You okay?”
“Never been better in my life.”
“All right. I’m going, then.” One more kiss. “We’ll get over this craziness someday, won’t we?”
“God, I hope not,” she said with a happy sigh.
One last kiss. “This time I’m really going.”
“This time I’m really letting you.”
The chatter on the radio indicated the accident was a bad one, which propelled him out of the store and into bright sunshine that nearly blinded him.
Pulling his aviators down from the top of his head, he walked toward his department-issued SUV to head to the accident scene.
But all he could think about was going home to her later to collect on that promise she’d made him. This was going to be a very long day.