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“Good, talk later.”
He hangs up and I smile.
Feeling better about everything, I head back to the house. Once inside I realize the music has stopped, which means I must have been out longer than I thought. I head to the kitchen to start making supper but am stopped in my tracks. Drew is standing with his back to me, chugging his bottle of water.
I watch as the sweat rolls down his very muscled up back. I must have made some sort of noise because it has Drew turning around quickly. Licking my lips as I stare at his chest, something I couldn’t help, he steps toward me, pulling me into his sweaty body, his hands going around to squeeze my ass.
And this time, I don’t stop him or hesitate when our mouths meet. Cupping the back of his head with my hands, I pull him tighter to me. He groans into my mouth and his hardness grinds into my stomach, causing me to moan.
We shouldn’t do this, I should stop it, but why am I not? Before I know what’s happening, we’ve moved to the living room and only stop kissing long enough for him to push me down on the couch. I stare up at him, panting, and watch him drop to his knees in front of me, staring at me hungrily.
“I need a taste to refresh my memory.” He gets out through clenched teeth, and before I can argue against that idea, he has my pants off, and opens my legs wide. “Fuck, look at you, soaked through.” His hand rubs the wet spot on my underwear, bumping into my clit, causing me to let out a soft moan.
“Drew,” I whisper. Needing more than this. Saying his name seemed to snap him into action, as he quickly tears my undies off and tosses them over his shoulder. Without prompting his face zeros right in on my cunt, giving me long slow licks.
He groans as he opens me up and shoves his tongue inside of me. Moving his face off my pussy, he stares at me, his mouth wet from my juices. “Taste better than I remembered.” Sliding a finger inside me, then another, as he sucks my clit into his mouth. I was already halfway to coming when we were just kissing, and maybe forty seconds later, I’m coming all over his face. Leaving a wet spot on his couch.
He leans back, sucking his fingers into his mouth, his face wet from my cream, and gives me a grin. “Been wanting to do that again since you walked into the station on your first day.”
Those words bring me back to reality. Oh god. “Tara,” he snaps at me seeing the panic all over my face.
“Oh my god. What have I done?” I run from the living room, leaving Drew on the floor and rush to my room, slamming the door shut and locking it.
Drew pounds on my door. “Tara, open up. Let’s talk.”
I don’t respond.
“I don’t regret that, Tara, not for a fucking second. If you knew shit, you would not be feeling guilty right now.” His words confuse me, but he doesn’t expand on it. “We will be doing that, and more, soon. You have tonight to hide away and lick your wounds.”
I hear him walk away and fall down on my bed. That’s the worst part of all of this. I don’t feel guilty, not at all. In fact, I want more.
Chapter 18
Drew
Walking away from Tara right now is not something I want to do, but I know she’s already battling with her feelings. It pisses me off, leaving her alone while her taste is still on my tongue. What I really want to do is throw my damn phone at her and tell her to open the messages from Keller.
This is the hardest god damned position I’ve ever been in. I want to protect her from all the shit Keller does, at the same time tell her everything. Keller wasn’t always such a douchebag, that shit didn’t start until he got drafted. I watched him turn down girls’, party after party when we were in college, saying he had a girlfriend. And then the second he got drafted, his first team party, all his common sense went out the damn window.
I tried to ask him once why he does that shit, and he just said, ‘it’s how it works in my line of work’. Bullshit answer If you ask me. Just because the other guys on the team cheat on their wives left and right, doesn’t mean it’s just what you do.
When that shit with Chelsea went down, her leaving him when she found out, I thought maybe he’d go back to how he used to be, instead he got worse. I left him alone to his bullshit, except now, I can’t. Not with Tara.
I make my way to the kitchen and make myself a protein shake, when my cell rings. “Knight,” I answer when I see it’s from the station.
“Detective, just had a call come in, units have been to the scene, but you’re needed there to lead the investigation.”
“Yes, Captain, I’ll be there soon, wanna give me a heads up on what I’ll be walking into?” I ask.
“Make sure you suit up.” He clicks off and I feel a chill move through me. Damn, that doesn’t sound good. I chug my shake back and head to my room to change.
Before leaving the house, I stop by Tara’s room and knock. “Tara? I’m heading out, got called in to head to a crime scene.”
Her door opens and she stands there, looking worried. “Is everything okay? How bad is it? Do I need to get changed too?” she fires out quickly.
I shake my head. “No, this one is just me, just wanted to let you know I was leaving.” Before she can say anything else, I grab the back of her head and bring my mouth down over hers, kissing her softly, then moving away. “See you when I get home, baby,” I tell her as she stands there in her doorway, looking dazed. I smirk and head out.
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