Chapter Eighteen #2
“You got it, boss. Wanna ride around with me?”
“Yeah, let me grab the keys and my tools.” I turn to Cooper who’s next to Sophia. “Can you two work on getting Sophia moved into my house and then move him into her place?”
“Move in with you?” She balks. “Did we not learn?”
“Yeah, it’ll be the safest option for you.
My house will be locked down with the security system, and I’ll be right there when you need me.
You can choose whatever room you want. I won’t be offended if it’s the guest room.
Or you can move me out to the guest room.
” I walk toward her, pulling her into my arms. “As long as you’re safe, I don’t care.
And I don’t want you anywhere near… him in those things you call pajamas. ”
“I’m not the one with a hitman here to kill me.” She smirks.
Looking over at Ripp, I take him in. He’s taller than me by a few inches, and wider by at least six. “I could take him. Besides, this isn’t an option anymore. It’s happening.”
She laughs. “I love that confidence.”
“You’ll pay for that later, Trouble.” I wink but head in to grab what I need to help Kane.
The three of them get in Cooper’s truck and drive over to Sophia’s.
“Man, I never thought I’d see the day Wyatt Keaton was wrapped up in a girl.” Kane laughs as I come back out.
“Almost as unbelievable as you shacking up with some cute little nerdy book girl.” I laugh. “Speaking of, did you finish the book for book club this month?”
“Yeah, didn’t fucking see that twist coming, did you?” Kane’s smile is huge. We got him to join this month’s book club virtually to impress a woman.
“Hell, no! I’d never guess he was the killer. I totally had the dad pegged. Maybe I should rethink my career.” Shaking my head, I can’t believe that I, the cop, missed all the clues.
“Nah. That was a twisty one. I never even thought of them.” He hops on the back of the fourwheeler. “Come on, big boy. Take me on a romantic tour of this property.”
I do as he says and pray that it won’t take as long as I think it will.
It took seven hours and five pizzas, but my security cameras are all installed and Sophia is on my couch.
“You need a dog,” she says, lazily flipping through the TV channels.
“A dog?” I ask, amused.
“Yeah, you know, a fluffy little critter that will bark when someone comes down the driveway.” She turns on the couch to face me in the kitchen while I clean up the dishes from dinner. “Oh! You should be a K-9 cop!”
“Balsam Cliffs doesn’t have those.” I laugh. “But we can go to the shelter tomorrow if you want.”
“Really? Just like that? I say I want a dog and you take me tomorrow to pick one out?”
“Maybe. Depends if they have one we like. If not, we can keep looking.”
She gets up from the couch and comes into the kitchen. “Have I told you how much I appreciate you?”
“Mmm, you know, probably not as much as you should have today. Today felt like it was a whole week long.”
“Well, Officer, let me show you.” She leans up on her tiptoes, kissing me.
Scooping her up, I throw her over my shoulder as I run up the stairs with her squealing.
“Wyatt! I left the TV on!”
“Fuck it. I’ll get it later. You need to show me your appreciation. Then I’ll show you mine.” Smacking her ass, she squeals once more, laughing as I take the steps two at a time.
I drop her on my bed and stand at the end of it, taking her in with her hair splayed across my mattress.
Fuck. This is the worst and best situation I’ve ever been in.
“Truth or Dare, Officer?” She pulls herself up to my pillows, staring at me the whole time and biting her bottom lip.
“Dare.”
“Lay down and let me have your cock in my mouth.” She shimmies out of her tee and shorts and tosses them off my bed.
“Happily, Goddess.”
Stripping in record time, I hop on the bed, making her laugh. I take her spot on the pillows and cross my arms underneath my head. “I have a better dare for you.”
“What’s that?” She takes my cock in her hand, and I almost lose every thought in my brain.
“Flip around, sit on my face. Then we can both appreciate each other at the same time.” I tap her ass cheek.
“I like how you think, Officer. Very efficient.” She swings her leg over my chest, and I pull her hips back until her pussy is in perfect view.
“If someone is here to kill me, this is how I want to go out, staring at my last meal.” I laugh, but it’s cut off when she sinks my cock into her hot mouth. “Shit.”
She wiggles her ass in my face, and I get the hint. With my fingers, I swipe through her heat, lubing myself up before I slip two fingers into her and circle her clit with my thumb.
“You’re already so wet for me, Goddess. Always so wet for me.”
“Only for you,” she mumbles around a mouthful of my dick.
When she grinds into my hand, I remove my fingers and replace them with my tongue, licking and sucking just like she is. I match her pace and intensity. The faster she bobs her head, the faster my tongue circles her clit.
She starts to pull away from me when she gets close, so I hold her hips close to my face. “Better hurry up and get me there, Goddess. I need us to come together.”
She reaches between my legs, and with one hand, she grasps my balls, squeezing tightly, and then does the same to my cock, letting her hand move with her mouth.
“That’s it, Trouble. Suck my tip. Swirl your tongue right—” I freeze. She tugs everything at just the right time and tension, and I’m done for. “I’m coming, Goddess, your turn.”
As she continues to suck me, I nip at her clit and push two fingers back inside her. She starts pulsing around me and moaning my name at the same time I shoot my orgasm into her mouth.
We’re making a fucking mess, and I don’t give one shit.
If I’m going out, this is how it should be. In my bed with Sophia, naked on top of me, my nose buried in her pussy.
“Oh my God.” She collapses on top of me. “How does it get better every fucking time?”
“Because it’s you.” I pull her up to me and cradle her with my arm. “Only you.”
Always you.