My eyes widened in shock and I stared back at them as my breath hitched. I didn’t know what the hell I was going to do. Of course, I trusted them, but how could I ever sleep okay again knowing I wasn’t safe? Knowing they were putting themselves on the line for me…I couldn’t ever fathom one of them getting hurt.
And that thought was even more scary than the possibility of getting killed.
Chapter Eighteen: Max
A few years back I tried the whole dating scene, but I was never good at it. It wasn’t that I was not interested or couldn’t be faithful, but more that work was time consuming and no one understood I wasn’t intentionally cancelling plans all the time.
Needless to say, hanging out with Rose with the premise of watching her kind of eased me into the whole thing. Even when I was just outside her building and not inside her apartment, I felt like I was spending time with her, and having her around was just nice. I enjoyed her personality, even though the whole case had put a little bit of a damper on things.
We kept on with our usual watch shifts, keeping a closer eye on not only her but her surroundings. Everyone in that building turned into a suspect to me, and I didn’t like seeing everyone that way, but it was just the way things went.
It had been a few days since the gunshot victim gave us his full statement. The guy was a massive prick, but that was beside the point. He was loaded, some kind of investment manager with his own firm. Actually, five across the continental US. I didn’t know what he could have done to be attacked in a parking garage, and apparently, he didn’t know either. Or he wasn’t being honest. My gut told me he was doing something on the down low that got him in trouble. We all thought that, but we had to be careful because he screamed lawsuit against the city if we rubbed him the wrong way. We left him with a blanket statement and hadn’t talked about it since.
There had been no other updates since then. Only the increasing worry that someone was coming after Rose. I wished it could be otherwise, but it was the truth.
I always watched her after her work shift, since I sleep most of the day away for my night patrol. I loved and hated it the most because it was so damned frustrating. I would sit in the living room while she showered, and I pictured her naked and on that day, I highly considered getting rid of my hard-on while I imagined her wet, sexy body in the shower. Not even the close football game could distract me.
“I can make you something to eat.” I jumped up from the couch, taken by surprise, to find Rose wide eyed and shocked from my outburst.
“You uh, startled me.” I tugged on my sweatshirt. “If it isn’t too much trouble, I would love some food.” I grinned.
She let out the cutest little giggle and shuffled over to the kitchen, looking like a fucking strawberry drop. She was wearing bright red leggings and a matching, fluffy sweatshirt that still didn’t even hide her delicious curves. I followed her into the kitchen and sat on her bench. She had a bright kitchen that reminded me exactly of her. Blue cabinets, white countertops; it was all so innocent, like her.
“How was your day today?” I asked her.
“The same as always. What about yours?” she asked over her shoulder. I wasn’t sure what she had thrown in to the pan already, but it smelled amazing.
Maybe it was over said, but a woman in the kitchen was a beautiful thing.
“Uh, pretty annoying. The Lieutenant has been up my ass about some old cases.”
“Why?” She stopped and handed me a glass of orange juice, which she squeezed freshly herself. It tasted like sunshine.
“I don’t know. He has pretty strict rules with paperwork. It can bring units down if it isn’t done right, and the seventy-eighth makes everyone else our bitch. So, we have to keep up that image.” I chuckle.
She smiled at me and shook her head in mock disappointment.
“Hmm. Well, ER nurses are known for how badass we are, I guess,” she laughed.
“I think you are pretty bad ass, Rose.” I bit my lip and winked at her when she looked at me. I noticed her cheeks flushed before she turned away.
I wanted her so bad, and I knew she wanted me too. Shit just got complicated, and it continued to get even worse. But I couldn’t hold out anymore. I needed her. Once we ate, she had to take Parker for a walk so I went with her. She had started taking a different route since that crime happened, and I was glad for it.
About halfway in, I held her hand and started teasing her a bit. She was just so distracting, with her scent blowing in my direction.
“You seem in better spirits today.” Rose swung her arm a little bit to get my attention, tightening her hand in mine.
“Am I usually a damper to be around?” I smiled a bit. She glanced up at me and flashed her sexy smirk.
“No, just…I don’t know. I just don’t know much about you.” She shrugged. Parker tried to pull off in another direction after a squirrel.
“Well, I’m pretty boring. All I really have is work and the guys.”
“What about your parents?”
“Distant. But we’re on okay terms, just one of those things…” I ticked my jaw and felt her looking at me. I pulled her in closer.
“One of those things?” she pried softly.
“They wanted me to take over the family business. I don’t give a shit about penny stocks. So, they chill in upstate New York while I’m down here. But I’m really not mad about it.”
We stopped walking while she let Parker forage in some bush. She glanced up at me and then buried her face in my chest as she hugged me. It took me by surprise but I gladly reciprocated, wrapping my arms around her lithe waist. Her scent swirled around me and her body molded into mine. I knew she was communicating with me silently; she was more bothered about the case than she let on. But it was okay, because I was there for her.
“Ready to go?” I asked her softly.
She nodded, “Yeah.”
Chapter Nineteen: Max
Back at her place, she set Parker up in his crate and then washed her hands. I usually only stayed for a few more hours, and the sun was going down. She was standing on the other end of the room when she let her hair down and shook it out and I just couldn’t do it anymore. I crossed the space between us and clenched my hands on her waist, she had but a second to lean in as consent before I kissed her.
I let my lips explore hers as I turned her around and pressed her against the wall. She sighed into my mouth and I deepened the kiss, letting my tongue swirl around her sweet mouth. She tasted like mint and the tang of our orange juice. She was so fucking edible I couldn’t hold back. She hitched her leg onto my waist and I lifted her up and carried her into her bedroom.
I dropped her onto the bed and she looked up at me in shock. I quickly shucked out of my jeans and sweater before climbing over her on the bed. She was biting down on her lip and I used my thumb to draw it out and kiss her again, slow and deep, letting my hard cock rub between her legs.
She moaned, and I had to get her naked. Fast. Her sweater and leggings came off swiftly and I kissed my way down her body to taste her, stopping at the globes of her breasts to suck her dark nipple.
“Max…” she sighed breathlessly.
I kissed her over her wet mound, seeping through her pale pink panties. I rubbed her clit hard and then pulled at it with my teeth through the fabric. She groaned and clenched my hair, latching me to her. I got rid of the damned panties and licked her from her opening up to her clit, and sucked at her wet folds.
“Oh—ugh Max!” she cried out. I loved how loud her moans and screams were as I went down on her.
She tasted so sweet and hot, her feminine scent masked to my tongue as I buried my face in her. I let her writhe and scream beneath me until I felt her clenching under my tongue as she came, her clit throbbing and hardened. I pinched her nipples and kissed up her body until I reached her lips.
She wrapped her legs around me and ground herself against my cock, and I nearly screamed. She pulled back and looked at me and she pulled me fr
om my boxers and gripped my cock in her small hand. She flicked her thumb over my tip and used the moisture to stroke me even more. I held her gaze until my eyes fluttered closed and I started suckling the skin beneath her ear, and then across her collarbone.
“Fuck me, Max. Please.” There was all this hesitancy in her voice, but her eyes were sure as ever; darkened and wide for my cock.
I entered her slowly, inch by inch; pulling out only to go in deeper the next time so I could let her adjust to me. Her warmth clenched around me and it was almost paralyzing. In a few thrusts I was driving into her deeper and deeper, until I felt like I was touching her very core.
“Fuck baby, you feel amazing. So good, Rose,” I murmured against her lips before I took them in a soft kiss.
I drove my hips faster and faster into her, feeling every inch of her for what she was worth. Fucking everything. I could fuck her for hours, but I already felt every nerve in my body screaming for her. She had this way about her and it was even more heightened this way, with her naked body against mine and my cock deep in her pussy.
I massaged her breasts, weighing them in my hands as I pinched her pert nipples. I trailed down her neck and kissed every inch of her soft, sweet skin.
“You’re so beautiful, Rose.” I went harder, faster, “So perfect.”
She started to meet me thrusts for thrust, her nails digging deep into my back until she slid them down and gripped my ass driving into her.
“Holy…Max, you feel so good. I’m coming…I’m—” her shrieks went off to a high pitch and stopped as she was coming down, her body throbbing and clenching and shaking.
It didn’t take long after for me to bury myself in her and fill her up. She continued to clench around me more and more, until she was practically begging for more.
And I wanted to give it to her. All of it. I rolled her over onto her belly and shucked my boxers off. She damn near wiggled her ass at me and I nearly lost it. I was inside her again, fucking her so hard the headboard clanked against the wall and her ass cheeks shook with every thrust.
I gripped her hips so tight there would no doubt be a bruise, but I didn’t care. I wanted to claim her, and I wanted every part of her. It was fast and rough, and she was coming again soon. Her clenching brought me to the edge and I blew the last of my load inside her.
I collapsed against her, the softness of her body lulling me into a dream state I had to resist. Her fingers idly traced my chest until she fell asleep. I wanted to watch her sleep forever, but I knew I would be distracted next to her.
I gently got out of bed and sat on the small couch in her room. After I put my pants on I got my gun from the belt. I was always strapped as a cop. The urge to protect her took over me, and I didn’t care if I had to stay in that seat with the gun clenched in my hand.
She would always be safe with me.
Chapter Twenty: Alex
“She’s asleep.”
I wondered why Max had been whispering. We had all learned that Rose was a very light sleeper in the past few weeks. She worked hard shifts, so we wanted her to get as much rest as she needed.
“Oh, got it.” I stepped inside and shut the door behind me softly. Parker peeked around his dog bed, but he got acclimated to us being around pretty fast, so he no longer barked at the sight of us anymore.
“How was she today?” I asked Max.
He gave me a weird look before he took a breath unscrewed his face. I understood exactly why he was confused for a second afterwards.
“Pretty normal, but I think it is starting to get to her,” he said quietly.
I nodded in understanding. I figured as much. I knew it would only be a short time before she started to really feel the effects of her situation. It was tough, being watched all the time, even if it was by us. And not only that, but knowing that she wasn’t even safe to begin with. I was trying really hard to keep my grip on things, too. Any other case, I would be looking at it completely from a subjective level. But now, feelings were involved, and it made it hard to keep them out.
I wanted Rose safe and protected, but I didn’t want to be overprotective and keep her from living her life. Keeping her locked up in the apartment kept running through my head, but I knew I couldn’t do that. I respected her too much and she was way too damned stubborn to even let me do that.
“I’ll see you later.” Max nodded to me on his way out.
Rose insisted I keep myself comfortable when I came over, so I made a cup of coffee. It was pretty much the middle of the night, but I had been running on a very odd sleep schedule since I got the detective job. I drank the cup down like water and went in her bedroom.
Rose looked beautiful as ever, even tangled up in her sheets with an oversized shirt on. I loved how she didn’t wear over the top nightwear or anything. The dark curls of her hair fell over her cheeks and blew with the snores of her open mouth. She didn’t snore like a sailor or anything, just natural, little snorts that made me smile.
I set my gun on her nightstand and sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, hoping I wouldn’t wake her. But she started to shuffle, and I turned to stare at her glazed open eyes. She smiled softly, still a bit half asleep.
“Hey, go back to sleep.” I tucked some hair behind her ear and smiled back. She looked at me like she didn’t recognize me for a second. I understood why though, I wasn’t in my usual attire. I had changed into jeans, a simple tee shirt, and a leather jacket. I hadn’t gotten tired of wearing the suit, but sometimes comfort just won out.
“Hmm. Will you lie with me?” Her soft, sweet voice was hard to resist. Though I didn’t even want to.
“Sure.”
She smiled and turned on her side. I stood up and kicked my shoes off, and took my jacket off. I laid next to her, and she moved to use my chest as a pillow. Her hand was warm as she clutched at my side and rested her body next to mine. I held her softly around her waist, inhaling the vanilla scent of her hair as her breaths evened out. She was back asleep.
I just laid there with her and idly traced the skin of her arm. The need to protect her at all costs was almost paralyzing. Mostly because I knew there wasn’t much information on the crimes as is.
I tried to distract myself with her. I focused on the soft globes of her breasts against my side, remembering what it felt like to hold them in my hands. The scent of her body alone was enough to drive me mad without her perfect body coming into the picture.
With my other hand, I grazed her scalp and twirled her soft curls around my fingers. I never expected to find a woman’s body so perfect. With all the others I just used them for their purpose and got on with it, but I found myself needing her against me just to get by. The nights I spent watching her had been the best I could remember having, even with the threat of her safety looming over my head.
There it was again.
My phone was on silent, but I knew it was ringing. The screen flashed with Nate’s name before I answered quietly.
“Hello?”
“Why the fuck are you whispering, man?”
I winced. “Rose is asleep.”
“Oh. Well look, we have a suspect in custody. On the Donald case. Guess it’s the Donald, Rogers, and Walker case. Plus, the dude that got shot.”
“Nate, what suspect?” I tried to get him back to ground zero. He just chuckled and kept on.
“I don’t know all the details. The incident matched all the other four, so we brought him in. Apparently, he was trying to rob some guy who turned out to be a fucking Navy SEAL. Retired, but he still knocked him out.”
“Fuck. Okay. I guess I’ll be down there in a few. I might have to bring Rose,” I responded. I hated the thought of waking her up.
“You have to bring her. We need her to look at the suspect. She’s a witness, remember?”
“Fuck,” I groaned. “Yeah. We’ll be there soon.” I told him.
“See you.” He hung up.
I sighed deeply and tossed my phone on the table. I turned to look at Rose, st
ill fast asleep. Her twitching eyelids told me she was in a deep sleep. I frowned and grazed her cheek with my thumb softly as I cradled her face.
“Rose.” I said louder, “Rose.”
She grumbled something incomprehensible.
“Rose, you have to wake up.”
“What? Why?” she mumbled. I resisted the urge to laugh at her cuteness when she was sleepy.
“We have to go to the station. There might be a suspect in custody,” I explained. I didn’t want to alarm her too quickly, but I didn’t want to lie either.
“Oh.” She stretched out and yawned, and it made her body press even farther into mine. My body couldn’t help but react to hers, and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. Lucky for me she was too half asleep to notice.
Rose then sat up and stretched out. The swells of her breasts peeked under her shirt, and her nipples poked through the top, too. Fuck me.
“Let me just get dressed.” Her voice was still groggy, and she got up from the bed, walking slowly to the bathroom.
As she used the bathroom, I put my shoes back on and my jacket. She came back into the room and pulled clothes out of her dresser. I liked how messy her room was; it wasn’t a pig sty or anything, but it was like another part of her. The clothes peeking out of the dresser, the disorganized bookshelf, and the little pile of clothes on her side chair. It was just like her.
She started to undress, and I nearly lost it. “You must not want us to make it out of here,” I said to her.
She smirked at me as I stared at her breasts and watched them sway before she put her blue lacy bra on. I stared until she got fully dressed in her jeans and brown sweater. She stuck her feet in fluffy white slippers and I followed her out.
“Are you hungry?” I asked her as we passed her kitchen.
“No.” She locked Parker in his crate and refilled his water bowl. “I don’t really have an appetite. I mean, what if it’s him?” Worry laced her voice and I was honestly lost for words.
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