“Oh, right. It’s so cool that they have the same birthday, isn’t it?”
“It is. Do you have a ride home?”
“Yeah, Dawn will drop me off.” She glances at the young woman working the register.
“Great. And your mom?”
“She’s home for a change. What did you say to her?”
I might or might not have thrown out a few mild threats in our last conversation. “Just delivered a dose of reality. Text me when you get home, okay?”
She usually balks at my requests to touch base, but tonight, she just smiles and chirps, “Will do.”
I leave the market with even higher hopes. I’m sleeping with the woman of my dreams, my favorite kid is happy for a change, and I’m treated like a full-fledged member of Chloe’s crew, giving me the feeling of belonging somewhere. Like I’ve got a family of my own again.
Life is incredible.
I leave the market and head toward Chloe’s boat. The night is a perfect seventy degrees, and the lake is serene. I never believed I’d think this, but I could live without the challenge of city policing if I had Chloe and Piper happily in my life.
I step onto her deck and open the door to find Chloe straightening up her kitchen. She glances over her shoulder and grins at me. “Hey.”
All the tension leaves my shoulders, and my body fills with something soft and fulfilling. “Hey.”
I step up behind her, wrap my arms around her middle, and press my face to the curve of her neck with a sigh. She smells sweet, and I trail kisses to her earlobe, which I take playfully between my teeth.
“Mmm.” She hums in pleasure, slides her hands across my arms at her waist, and leans into me.
When she drops her head against my shoulder, I press my mouth to hers. She reaches back and slides her hand into my hair. The arch in her back pushes her ass against my cock, already perked up and happy.
I break the kiss to murmur, “We’ll be late.”
“You’ll have to make it up to me tonight.”
“Gladly.” I kiss her bare shoulder, and my gaze slides down her body. Her dress is a bright blur of large flowers in orange and red, cutting straight across her breasts with thin straps on her shoulders. The woman could make a potato sack look mouthwatering.
“You look gorgeous.”
She turns, leans against the counter, and smiles at me.
My heart flips, folds, and twists. Oh, yeah. I’m completely gone over her.
She slides her arms around my middle, bright blue eyes locked with mine. “So do you, Officer Wilde. So do you.”
We kiss again, and I lose track of time. Then Chloe’s panting as she pulls the tails of my button-down from my pants and works open my belt. The feel of it, the sight of it, sends a surge of lust through my already primed body. “I guess we’re going to be late.”
“Just a little,” she says, breathless as she slides her hand around my erection. “I haven’t been able to think about anything but you, and I’m so hungry.”
Before I can respond, she moves my clothes aside to free my cock, drops into a crouch, then rests on her knees and licks the length of my shaft with a look of bliss on her beautiful face.
Pleasure floods my groin. Jolts of electricity shoot through me, shoulders to knees. Her tongue circles the head again and again, her hot gaze on mine. I grip the counter with one hand and slide my other into her hair.
“Fuck, Chloe,” I rasp through clenched teeth. And before I can say more, she slides my entire length into her mouth until I’m pressed against her throat. “God damn, you’re good at this.”
She closes her eyes with a look of bliss, as if she loves the taste of me, and pumps the head of my cock into the stricture of her throat.
Her eyes open and watch me with heavy-lidded heat as she slowly and deeply fucks her mouth with my cock, licking and sucking.
My hand fists in her hair. I’m trembling with need when she releases me from her mouth, only to close her small hand around my wet shaft.