Jacked (Trent Brothers #1)(95)

“You are so f*cking beautiful,” I whispered, combing her hair off her face, hating that that sounded like a bad movie line but no other words were more perfect to say what I was feeling. My spirit had been missing this sunshine, this brand of beauty, making me question if I ever really had it in my life before. One thing was for sure, I knew how rare it was to find it.

Erin instantly shied and dropped her face to my neck. Compliments made her humble and uncomfortable, which made her even more attractive.

“Not just on the outside.” I drifted my hand over her jaw and then tipped her chin up. “Look at me.” I waited until I had her complete attention; my fingers trailed down her neck to the hollow below her throat to the top swell of her breast. “In here, too. You’re beautiful inside and out.”

Her fingers sifted through my hair. “You’re not too shabby yourself.”

I cupped her ass in my hands, wanting to get her as close as possible, dousing my smile with her lips. I needed to climb back inside of her and rest my weary bones in a safe haven before I cracked.

I wanted to make love to her, to show her what I saw when I looked at her, to let her know how free I finally felt.

She tore her mouth away, pressed her cheek against mine, and rode the length of my new erection. “You need to get another condom.”

I couldn’t hide my happiness at that. “You up for another round?”

“Ten four, Officer,” she chuckled.

I wrapped my arm across her back. “I think I need to take you into custody and lock you away for a very long time.”

She shrank back. “Why? Am I breaking the law or something, or are you just looking for a reason to cuff me again?”

I really didn’t want to move, let alone reach for another condom. I was in her once without one when we were in the shower, though she was adamant I didn’t finish that way. Still, feeling her without one on was so much more preferable. Condoms sucked but were necessary evils. Both of our jobs required periodic blood tests, of that I was sure, so it would just be a matter of time before we felt comfortable enough to go without them. I’d surely see to that happening sooner rather than later.

I did, however, consider relocating her for a minute to get a set of cuffs. My partial erection was back to full on just on that thought alone. “You enjoy taunting an officer of the law?”

Erin kissed my cheek and then started to suck on my neck. “Why yes, I do believe I do, Detective.”

I flexed my hips, falling into the sensations of skin gliding over skin. “Either you need to roll off me or I’m going to take you bare. I’ll handcuff you some other time. Right now, I want you to have the use of your hands.”

I felt her teeth on my earlobe. “Why? You gonna ten eighty-eight me or are we gonna ten sixty-nine?”

That was it. I was done. I spun her over onto her back. “Ten eighty-eight means I’m going to lunch.” I glanced down her body, enjoying the entire package. “Or dinner. Whichever.”

“Looks to me like ten eighty-eight means I’m in trouble.”

I pinned her arms. “Oh, you’re in trouble, all right. I’m going to ten eighty-eight you until you scream. Guess it’s time to show you my happy version of officer down.”





MY BODY FELT heavy but well rested, and unusually warm in places that used to feel vacant and cold. I nuzzled into the warmth, embracing it completely like a long forgotten blanket. I was absolutely positive the serenity flowing through me had everything to do with the woman sleeping peacefully against me. She’d rocked my world repeatedly last night, giving herself to me completely.

She didn’t hold back either; well, not that I could tell. We twisted together and tangled the sheets, made each other sweaty and winded, and somewhere in between, climbed into each other’s hearts.

Well, at least I can say with certainty she climbed into mine.

I felt her steady breaths and saw her eyes flutter under closed lids and I wondered if she was dreaming or just finding her own moment of peace in the chaos that threatened to engulf us.

It had been a long time since I woke to a woman in my bed. It had been years since I woke to a woman snuggled up tightly to me like this. Nikki hated cuddling. She’d yell at me and throw a punch if my feet came anywhere near her while we were sleeping. I definitely didn’t miss that.

But this? I’d forgotten just how enjoyable the middle of the bed could be since I’d spent my entire relationship with Nikki hovering near the edge of my side just to avoid the possible altercation. After a while, those three feet became wider than the Grand Canyon.

I shut my eyes, trying to force out the comparisons. I didn’t mean to do them; I just couldn’t seem to stop them when they came. Maybe it was my subconscious trying to scrub itself of the past, to justify my choices and actions and make them into decisions I can live with. One way or another, I felt like my entire world was shifting, that wrong was turning right, and the darkness was finally lifting.

Erin was still naked, just the way I liked her best. Future visions of her wanting to wear my tees to crash out in also peppered my mind. All in good time, I supposed, but after making love to her last night, we just pulled the covers up over us and stayed naked for movie night.

I rested my nose near her neck, imagining more naked Saturday night movie nights with her.

My Doc.