Hot Cop: A Brother's Best Friend Romance (Rockford Falls 1) - Page 62

“That’s what I’ve wanted since I walked into your office that first day looking for a job. Just you and me. But with no clothes on,” I quipped.

“So let’s make that happen.”

Then there was no more laughter because he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. “You’re not hurt or sore or anything are you?” He backed off, solicitous. I shook my head.

“Well, there is this one thing that’s bothering me,” I said.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, and concern clouded his face, his forehead furrowed.

“I haven’t been laid in days,” I teased.

He shook his head, shoulders dropping in relief. “You are a pain in the ass, Vance. You scared me.”

“So teach me a lesson, boss,” I said archly.

“March that sweet ass to that bed right now and take off all your clothes.”

I giggled and did what I was told. I stripped off my clothes and lay down on his big bed, totally naked. He didn’t even hesitate, just shucked his clothes and crawled over me, his arms holding him above me. He lowered his mouth to my collarbone and then slid his hot mouth down the slope of my breast, leaving me arching and panting. He sucked and tugged my taut nipples, ran his fingers all over my body from my scalp and throat to my stomach and the sensitive hollow between my legs. He groaned when he slid a finger in and found me wet for him. He sank two fingers in me to the knuckle and pumped in and out of me, while he sucked my nipple, scraped it with his teeth. In no time I came, thrashing on the bed.

“You were so tense, so wound up. You made it too easy,” he said, licking my wetness off his fingers.

“Well, I was chloroformed and held hostage, so my stress level was a little above average,” I said, shakily trying to snark back at him. He chuckled affectionately and kissed my forehead.

“I love you, smart mouth and all.”

My eyes got wide. I blinked at him. “You what?”

“I love you. I have for a while now. I just felt guilty about it.”

“Fuck ‘em all. Love is more important. Plus, I said it first.”

“You took it back,” he pointed out.

“Okay, I panicked. I didn’t want you to run for the hills.”

He kissed me.

“So if you really do love me, what are you waiting for?” I asked, heart thumping. I was so damn happy I wasn’t even sure I was making sense.

“I’m not waiting for another damn thing.”

Brody was as good as his word, kissing my neck, making me wriggle with pleasure and anticipation. I held him so tight, never wanting to let him go.

“I’m glad you found me in that cabin.”

“Yeah, after you shot the perp. You didn’t need me to ride in and save you.”

“That doesn’t mean I don’t need you. I really really do,” I said, and kissed the corner of his mouth.

“I need you too,” he said, taking over the kiss and stroking his tongue along mine and making me breathless with want.

“I want you spread out beneath me, every inch of us touching when I come inside you,” he said. “I want it all.”

“Yes,” I said happily, touching his handsome face, “I love you, Brody Peters.”

“I like the sound of that. Almost as much as I like ‘oh God Brody just like that!’” he teased.

“Then shut up and make me say it,” I challenged.

His long, muscled body stretched out over mine, our legs and chests together, as he moved down and notched his throbbing cock between my thighs. He spread my legs and slid into the hilt, every long, thick inch of him stuffed into me. I arched my back, breathless, gasping. I was completely filled with him. My palms were flat on his back, my fingers splayed out, feeling those powerful muscles flexing as he levered himself over me, thrusting in and out with an intoxicating rhythm. His gaze was locked on mine, that gorgeous face serious and tense. I leaned up with effort and brushed my lips over his. He captured my lips, giving me a passionate but bumpy kiss as he pumped his cock into me, deeper and deeper. I couldn’t hold the kiss because I had to pant for air as the intensity of his lush rhythm ratcheted up, became demanding, fierce. I had to drop my hands to the sheets, twist my fingers up in the cotton fabric and hold on to withstand the onslaught of the thrusts that thundered through me, impaling me as I bucked off the bed. I came hard, thrashing my limbs, pinned down by his weight and by the heavy thickness penetrating me, still riding me, sweaty flesh slapping into mine, lewd and delicious. I leaned up on my elbows to watch, to see the filthy show of his cock pounding into me, that massive organ disappearing, consumed by my body. It looked impossible, like he’d split me in two, but my body stretched and spread to hold him, to grip him tight. It felt so good, even as my orgasm gave its last quivers, to feel him filling me and touching me in all those deepest places.

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