Page 20 of Dirty Cops Next Door

“I…” I stopped, mesmerized by his eyes. I wanted to say so much, so many different things, but I couldn’t. I didn’t need to. “Yes.”

“Good.”

He pulled me with him as he went to sit on the edge of the bed. I went to him willingly, my hands tangling in the hair at the back of his head. It felt like silk and I loved the feel of it between my fingers. I couldn’t stop myself from biting my lip in glee when he touched me, his hands sliding up the back of my thighs, over my ass, and splaying over the small of my back.

I looked down at him, my head spinning in anticipation. I was really about to do this.

“Do you want David to join us? Would you rather be with David?” He didn’t look hurt, just curious.

A wave of shock passed through me, but disappeared quickly. I didn’t need to think about it, I knew what I wanted. I leaned down, my lips almost touching his as I cupped his head. My hair fanned down around us, the silky tresses a curtain.

“Grant, I came here expecting to get both of you. I’m not going to pretend to be unaware of what is going to happen. I’m not going to run away. I made up my mind before I came here. David can come in when he’s ready.”

He inhaled sharply as our mouths fused, the need to taste him again not letting me tease him any longer.

“I’ve wanted you so much.” His hands were at my ass now, pulling to him as he leaned back.

I let my legs go to each side of him, straddling him as I found his mouth once more. The world disappeared when one of them touched me, there was only us. It felt so strange, having someone between my legs, but it felt right. I pressed myself down, over that hard ridge of him, the part that I was about to see, taste, and feel.

I heard a moan and realized it was my own, then did it again. It felt so good, pressing my center into him like that. Fuck, it felt so good. I lost myself in dancing on his hips, but he soon pulled me back to reality.

“Easy, princess. Don’t rush it.” His words were a soothing softness in my ears as his hands gripped my hips to hold me still. “We don’t have to be anywhere for hours. Enjoy it.”

“I just, uh…” I looked around, how should I say this?

“You aren’t a virgin, are you?” He’d gone still beneath me, his eyes as tight as his jaw.

“Would that change things?” I heard the quiver in my voice and hated it.