Page 61 of Playing With Forever

“Evan.”

“Yeah, baby.”

“I need you to make me come.”

“Do you?” I teased, keeping my thrust slow and shallow.

“Yes,” she hissed.

I didn’t change my pace or the depth, wanting her riding the edge for as long as possible. As soon as she went, she’d take me with her.

“Honey,” she pleaded and tipped her ass.

“You’ve got two choices. Ask me nicely or play with your clit and take it.”

I knew which one my stubborn woman would choose before she shoved her hand between her legs and went after her clit.

Her hips bucked, her breathing came in choppy exhales, and her pussy started rippling.

“So fucking good,” I groaned and drove my cock deep.

“Oh my God,” she gasped.

I lost myself in her moans, in her tight heat clenching around my cock, in her mewls and groans.

Lost in everything that was Josie.

With Josie, there was no isolation, no loneliness, no hiding.

In her, I did not find myself—I was simply a better man.

JOSIE WAS DRYING her hair when I came into the bathroom to deliver her coffee.

I set the mug down on the basin and told her, “Change of plans.”

Her eyes came to mine in the mirror, and she cut off the dryer.

“What’s the change?”

“Lindy’s taking you to drop off your car at the dealership, then taking you to work. I’ll still pick you up.”

“Everything okay?”

“Callout.”

Josie’s eyes flared before she quickly masked it.

I stepped behind her, fitted my chest to her back, and dropped a kiss on her neck. “Ask me.”

“Is it dangerous?” she whispered, the question I saw lingering in her eyes every day when I left for work.

I kept my eyes locked on hers in the mirror. “Yes.”

I heard her suck in a breath through her nose.

“You know the risks every cop faces, Josie. Every time I put on that vest and holster my sidearm, I’m in danger. What I can say is I’m careful—always. I work with a highly trained and skilled team. We mitigate as much as we can, but we can’t predict all outcomes. Criminals don’t want to get caught. When they’re cornered, they’re unpredictable. But we train hard individually and as a team. Today’s callout is a raid on a stash house. I can’t say it’s routine because once something becomes routine, complacency leaks in. What I can tell you is we’ve performed similar raids hundreds of times. Something you need to know, every day when I leave this house, my number one priority is coming home to you and Lindy.”

“You’re right I do know the risks.”