“Yeah, Whistler.” Vinnie was not helping matters, and Sean was getting ready to fly off therails.
“What did you say to me punk?” Sean spit out through gritted teeth as he stepped around me to get closer toVinnie.
Quickly, I got back in between them. I put my hand on Sean’s chest and turned to Vinnie. “Why don’t you go find your friends and enjoy the rest of the concert? Maybe we’ll run into each other anothertime.”
Vinnie bowed his head as he started to walk away, heading back toward the stage. “Yeah, okay. Sorry,officer.”
Once Vinnie was out of earshot, I glared at Sean. “What in the ever-loving fuck was that,Sean?”
He crossed his arms over his chest. “What was up with that guy? Are you trying to date criminalsnow?”
I threw my hands in the air. “Wow! Now you have definitely lost your damn mind. It was questionable there for a second, and now I know for sure—you’re fuckingcrazy.”
I started to walk away from Sean to be sure I counted to ten enough times to not jump completely down his throat. Before I could even make it five steps away, Sean’s hand was on my wrist, pulling me back toward him. He took a few deep breaths before making eye contact with me, his hand still firmly gripping myarm.
“You’re right, I am crazy.” Before his words could even register in my mind, Sean’s fingers were knotting in my short curls as his lips crashed againstmine.
Chapter 10
Whistler
Standingin the middle of Times Square with our favorite band playing in the background and thousands of fans crammed around us, I stood holding Jessica, kissing her fiercely. Being in full uniform and on the clock was not an ideal time for that embrace to take place, but I just couldn’t stand it a second longer. If McBee was going to be with anyone, it needed to be me, and in that moment with that jerk trying to flirt with her right in front of me, I knew it was then ornever.
Jessica pulled away from me for a second. “Well, that was not what I wasexpecting.”
I took a few steps back, still holding on to her wrist. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have donethat.”
“Oh, Whistler, sometimes you have to throw the rulebook out the window and live a little.” Jessica moved her hand so our fingers could interlock. “Comeon.”
She started to drag me back toward where our car was parked. “What are we doing?” I tried to stop her, but she yanked me harder to get me tofollow.
Glancing over her shoulder, she winked. “You’re not going to just kiss me and not act on all those pent-up feelings, areyou?”
The fire that lit in her eyes ignited the ember I had been kindling deep down, lighting a blaze inside me. The wheels started turning, and all I could think about was getting Jessica into the back seat of that damn car so I could act out all the fantasies that had been plaguing my dreams for so long. I didn’t give a shit that we were supposed to be working—there were enough men and women in blue to take care of the crowd. All I cared about was making Jessica mine, completely and totally mine, right there in thatmoment.
I slid into the back seat after her and we started to rip off our uniforms. “Damn this cold weather gear.” I groaned, yanking off my jacket and throwing it onto thefloorboard.
The cold air mixed with the heat that was radiating from our bodies, fogging up the windows of the car within seconds. The back seat was cramped as fuck but with a little awkward maneuvering, Jessica’s gorgeous curvy body was lying on top of mine. Our lips moved together in a soft, passionate dance as she moaned, sending electricity coursing all throughout mybody.
“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I asked softly before kissing down the nape of herneck.
“I wouldn’t have dragged you over here if I was going to have second thoughts. Stop overthinking everything and just kiss me, dammit!” She locked her lips with mine as I muttered, “Yes, ma’am,” against her velvety Cupid’sbow.
Her fingers trailed up and down my sides before traveling down to glide over my sensitivehead.
Jessica licked her lips as I rolled my head back a bit, letting out a deep groan as she grabbed my dick and started to stroke itfirmly.
“God, I want you so badly.” My voice was gravelly as Jessica began to send me into pureecstasy.
“Do you have a condom?” Her words barely broke through my daze ofeuphoria.
I stuttered, “I-Inside jacket pocket, in the Altoidscontainer.”
Jessica grabbed the tin out of my coat, flipping open the lid to find my hidden stash. She started to giggle. “You have condom mints.” She sniggered a little harder. “Get it? Likecondiments.”
I shoved up onto one elbow, laughing with her a little. “Can’t keep ’em in my wallet, so I had to find somewhere else to hidethem.”
Ripping open the foil wrapper with her teeth, Jessica slid the condom down my shaft then positioned herself over me. With a deep breath in, she locked her deep blues with mine, letting the head of my dick glide into her slick opening. As my length started to fill her, she gasped. Tight did not do her justice—I could barely keep mycomposure.
