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Henri grinned against Bailey’s greedy mouth, and when he dragged a hand down to cup Bailey’s erection, Henri had to crush their lips together to stop the loud shout that nearly escaped his cop.
“Jesus, you’re on fucking fire tonight. But if you don’t stop…” Henri squeezed the stiff dick. “How long have you got until someone comes looking for you?”
Bailey swallowed but punched his hips forward, his eyes a little dazed as he stared into Henri’s face. “Not long enough for what we both want.”
“Now that’s a fucking shame.”
“Yeah” was Bailey’s intelligent response, making Henri chuckle.
“Hmm. Well, what if I come back later?”
Bailey’s eyes fell shut as he angled his head to the side, and Henri licked a path right up to his ear and kissed his temple.
“Yeah, I like that idea,” Henri said. “You go back inside and be a good host, and I’ll come back later and be a bad influence.”
As Henri gave him another rough stroke, Bailey grabbed the back of Henri’s neck and slammed their mouths together in a kiss that just about blew the top of Henri’s head off. It was a kiss full of pent-up frustration, and by the end of it, Henri was convinced he just might die if he couldn’t get inside Bailey right this second.
But then, as if Bailey had come to his senses, he pulled back, nodded, and took a step away, giving himself a little more distance as he got himself under control and zipped up.
“Wow…okay,” he said, his voice much deeper than usual. “Clearly, I lose my mind when you’re around.”
A smug smile hit Henri’s lips at that confession, and when Bailey spotted it, he laughed.
“That makes you happy?”
“So fucking happy, you have no idea. I thought it was just me.”
Bailey looked down at the obvious proof in his jeans that it wasn’t and shook his head. “Trust me, it’s not.”
At the sound of laughter inside, Bailey jerked his head around to look at the deck, and when he saw they were still alone, he turned back to Henri. “You’ll come back later?”
“What time?” Henri said as he began to walk backward toward the front of the house.
“Is midnight too late?”
He could’ve said three in the morning and Henri would’ve been there. “Midnight is perfect.”
Bailey nodded, and was about to turn to leave when he stopped and pinned Henri with serious eyes. “I’m really glad you came by tonight.”
The confession was honest and…dangerous, because it made Henri want things he knew he couldn’t have—at least not with this man. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
As Henri took another step back, increasing the distance between them, Bailey gave him a searing once-over and said, “I know you told me to stop thinking that night. But you, and it, are all I’ve been able to think about since.”
Henri’s feet froze, and as the last thread of his conscience struggled to be heard, he said, “That’s probably not smart.”
“Probably.” Bailey licked at his lips as if to get one last taste of Henri. “But I don’t seem to care anymore.”
Henri shoved his hands into his pockets, not sure he wouldn’t go to Bailey and drag him to the ground. “You should go inside now.”
“Or…?”
Henri couldn’t tell if Bailey was teasing or genuinely curious about what Henri was threatening. But just in case it wasn’t clear to the good officer, Henri said, “Or I’m going to rip your jeans off and fuck you right here, right now. I don’t give a shit about who’s inside and what they see. I’m leaving because I know that you do. Make no mistake, Bailey, I meant what I said a minute ago. I’m a bad influence. You shouldn’t probably tell me to go away—you should demand it.”
The silence that stretched between them made Henri wonder if he’d just cut off his nose to spite his face, but then Bailey said, “I’ll see you at midnight. This time you can come to the front door,” and then he disappeared around the back of the house.
BAILEY SLIPPED BACK inside several minutes later, hoping the other three people in his house were in the living room, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the kitchen was empty.
He’d given himself a few moments out on his deck to get his body under some kind of control, but every time he thought about what had just happened, his body went all high alert on him again.
Jesus. So this is what it feels like to be ruled by your dick. While it was inconvenient, and would pose a million embarrassing questions if someone were to walk in right now, it felt really fucking good.
There was something about Henri that just pushed all Bailey’s buttons, and the second he was around, Bailey found himself doing and saying things that were so out of character that he wondered who they were coming from.
