Epilogue
EPILOGUE
Lucy
One year later…
“L ook at those arms,” Henry says as I arrive at the table carrying four pitchers of beer. “Emmanuel, you’ve been training her?”
My man narrows his eyes playfully on his fellow officer. “Stop checking out my girl’s arms.”
“He’s not training me enough,” I say with a laugh as I lower them onto the table, nearly spilling one of them. “I almost dropped them when I walked by the bathroom. They’re a little heavy.”
Ryland laughs as he reaches over and grabs one, filling his mug up. “Henry would have still drank it off the floor.”
“He’s not lying,” Henry says with a chuckle as he fills up his mug. “Although I would require a straw.”
I smile as I glance at Emmanuel. Of course his eyes are on me. They’re always on me. He can’t help it.
He surprised me today, coming into my restaurant and sitting at my table with the whole police force. I was so happy to see him. It’s only been a year since we’ve been dating but all of these people already feel like family.
Except for Santiago. He’s quiet and I can’t quite get a read on him. I’m still not sure what his deal is. Even now, he’s still not joining in on the fun.
“Lucy, can you drink on the job?” Cara asks, offering me a beer.
I look around for my boss Jacob and then crouch down beside her when I don’t see him. “Nope,” I say, grinning as I take a long swig of the cold beer. Man, that hit the spot.
“You know where I am if you need another one,” Cara says with a wink as I stand up, a little tipsy. God, I’m such a lightweight.
Oh no… Whenever I’m tipsy, I can’t control myself around Emmanuel. I just have to have him. It’s like I’m under a spell.
I nibble my bottom lip as I glance at my sexy man in his police uniform. Oh no … Alcohol plus that irresistible uniform plus he just got his hair cut… I don’t stand a chance.
I’m already so turned on as I walk behind him, dragging my hand along his big broad shoulders. My pussy pulses with excitement.
Whoa, girl. You’ll have to wait until the end of your shift.
It’s been a year since that whole incident with Angelo. It never came back to haunt us. The state troopers found him and ruled it an accident. They thought he was speeding and ran over the cliff. The fireball was so hot that it burned any evidence that might have been left behind. I cried with relief when I read the short article in the paper.
After our first two weeks together, Emmanuel moved in with me. We chose to live in my house since Cutter and Rocky were inseparable and since my dog had already been through so much. Emmanuel didn’t even argue even though his house was larger. He’s such a sweetheart.
I adore him.
The beer hits my bloodstream and I start looking at my delicious man, unable to hold myself back. Why does he have to come here looking so hot and tempting like that? Doesn’t he know what he’s doing to me?
“Emmanuel,” I whisper in his ear once everyone is chatting with their beers. “Can you come help me with something heavy in the stockroom?”
He casually gets up and follows me to the stockroom upstairs. It’s the storage room with all of the dry stock, so no one should be up here during the lunch rush.
As soon as we step in, I close the door and jump his bones.
“Whoa,” he says as I grab his cock and kiss his lips. “Now, this is service.”
I grin as my pussy aches with heat. “Only for my favorite customer.”
“Don’t you have tables to serve?”
“Yeah,” I say as I rub his cock, feeling it getting harder and longer. Fuck, I need it so badly. “That’s why we have to go fast.”
He doesn’t waste any time. In seconds, my panties are around my ankles and my skirt is hiked up around my waist. He pushes me against the door as he takes his cock out and thrusts it into me from behind.
I’d scream if his strong hand wasn’t wrapped over my mouth, holding back my cries.
It only takes a few hard thrusts before I’m cumming all over my man’s big, glorious dick.
His massive body shudders as he thrusts in hard and fills me with a load of his hot cum.
I love him. He’s the fucking best.
“You’re going to get a big fucking tip,” he growls as he slides out of me and pulls up his pants.
“You already gave me a big tip,” I say, my blood on fire as I pull up my panties, feeling his hot cum glowing inside me.
“And when you get home, you’ll get it again,” he says, grinning.
I kiss his cheek, fix my hair, and casually walk out like I didn’t just violate the law with a sexy cop.
“I can’t wait.”
Maybe I’ll try to finish early…