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“Gotten you addicted and you’re having withdrawals,” I taunt.

Morgan glares at me, and I smirk at her in return. Then I nod to my pants.

“Go ahead. Take me out and show me how sorry you are.”

She reaches for my zipper, dragging it until reaching in and curling her hand around my shaft so my cock springs out of my jeans. My tip is ruddy and angry, a white pearl leaking out as I’m seconds aways from being in the bliss of her warm mouth.

I suck in a sharp breath as her small hands stroke me harder. Pushing my jeans and underwear down to my knees. I press closer to the bars, ignoring the cold, harsh metal on my skin.

Morgan laps at my tip, sliding her tongue right up my small slit and licking up the pre-cum. My balls already threaten to draw up. I can’t believe I have her on her knees, ready to suck my cock in her police uniform while I’m locked in a jail cell.

Her eyes flicker up to me, unwavering, as her tongue circles my crown before my head finally slips between her lips. I try to thrust and let out a small growl when my hips meet the bars.

“Come closer,” I grit out.

She shuffles closer on her knees, close enough that I can reach around the bar and grab the back of her head. My cock slides deeper into her mouth, my fingers tangle into her hair as her cheeks hollow, and I groan from the feeling of her sucking me.

My hold on her is loose as she bobs up and down my length. I just want the connection to her. If our circumstances were different, she knows I’d fuck her throat.

In and out. My dick pumps into the most perfect mouth I’ve ever had. There’s something about her that does me in more than I’ve ever experienced.

Tears gather in the corners of her eyes, and a small gag sends me over the edge. I come hard, spilling down her throat. Morgan breathes heavily through her nose, swallowing down my release without hesitation. When I pull away, my cock twitches at the sight of the thin rope of cum mixed with saliva connecting me to her lips before it finally snaps back.

I drop my shirt and then step back to fix myself as she stands, wiping at her chin with flushed cheeks.

“When does your shift end?”

“Three hours,” she whispers.

“Then in three hours, I’ll be waiting at your apartment so you can come on my face.”

Her blush deepens and she jumps with a small shriek as Judge clears his throat.

“Can you let him go without the paperwork?”

Morgan puts a hand to her chest and nods erratically. “I’ll have another officer let him go. Excuse me.”

I grin, watching her scurry away through the door. She clearly forgot that my brother was there the whole time.

Judge pushes off the wall, shaking his head as he comes closer. “I already texted Cowen to erase the tapes. You claiming her?”

“Well, I wouldn’t let you watch otherwise, now would I, brother?”

He raises a singular eyebrow. “She know she’s being claimed?”

I smirk. “She will.” When it’s too late for her to leave me.

* * *

I slip into her apartment, picking up on how quiet it is immediately. If the little brat is asleep, she’s going to be in for a rude awakening. Literally. I smirk at myself for that pun, whistling under my breath as I head to her bedroom. I still in the doorframe, entranced by the sight on her bed.

Her sleeping form is curled over her comforter, one knee raised, pushing the T-shirt—one of mine—above her ass. Her bare ass gives me an unobstructed view of her pussy. If I couldn’t see the slackness of her face and the slow rise and fall of her chest, I’d think she’s presenting it just for me.

My cock hardens immediately, demanding I take her right then and there. I unzip my jeans while I walk to her, shoving them down with my underwear and kicking them away.

“Morgan?” I call out softly, pulling off my cut and shirt.

I brush my knuckles over the back of her thigh and up to her ass, kneading her cheeks before spreading them apart. Still in the throes of sleep, a small muffled groan comes from Morgan, and I realize how far gone she is. I glance at her nightstand, seeing the medication she uses sparely on the nights she can’t sleep. I grin, slipping my fingers straight to her hole.