by Maren Lee
“Nah. It’s no big deal. Just need to ah... make a few phone calls. That’s all.”
“Gettin’ signed up for Medicare? Big day, old man.”
Ryan laughed. “Fuck off, Wess. Not quite there yet. But I've got other things to sort out.”
Interesting. Wesson was suddenly finding everything suspicious. What the fuck is Ryan hiding?
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Molly was in much better spirits this morning. She’d spent the morning playing cards with Jake. Gert showed up just as Wesson was pulling in with a few pizzas for the station to share. He made sure to grab pepperoni for Molly to make amends for being the one to cuff her. No one really believed that Molly Mooney was a heroin dealer.
Wesson cuddled with her in the holding cell and got a few kisses in. Then he made sure and requested Monday off of work. If Molly was out on Monday, he planned on spending the entire day with her in bed. He had to fight himself from getting hard after thinking about that. With all the drama that occurred, Wesson hadn’t quite had time to reflect on sex with Molly for the first time. It was incredible. He’d never come so hard in his life. The way her pussy squeezed his dick as she was coming. Jesus. Stop thinking about it in your work pants, dude.
Wesson shook his head as he pulled into the parking lot at Ryan’s. As he pulled in, he noticed for the first time that Ryan’s apartment complex had a pool. He was going to need to take advantage of this friendship by getting pool access. Molly in a bikini. God dammit! Don’t get hard. Don’t get hard.
Things were going to be fine. They were going to find out who planted the drugs. And he was going to get to have sex with Molly at least once a day. Life is good. Wesson whistled as he walked up the stairs up to the third level and raised his hand to knock on Ryan’s door. It was slightly ajar.
What the fuck?
He drew his weapon and slowly pushed the door open.
But what he found in the living room was not what he was expecting.
Not.
At.
All.
Wesson’s eyes went wide.
There was Ryan, standing by the coffee table in uniform, thrusting his hips and grunting like a madman. His pants were dropped to his ankles. His boots still on. And a skinny blonde chick in a blue dress was on her knees. Sucking him off. And apparently she was doing a very good job of it, because Wesson could hear the slurping above Ryan’s moans. “Ah, fuck yes, baby doll. Suck that dick,” Ryan said just loud enough for Wesson to regret his slow reaction time.
“Holy shit!” Wesson exclaimed. “Sorry! I’m sorry! I’ll wait outside!”
“Fuck!” Ryan pulled his dick out of the chick’s mouth before Wesson had a chance to turn around.
“Jesus!” Wesson covered his eyes. “Pull your pants up man! I don't need to see your junk!”
“Fuck, I’m sorry, Wesson. I didn’t hear you knock!” Ryan yelled, frantic. Wesson could hear a rustling of fabric and the metallic clank of the duty belt fastening. He removed his hand from his eyes.
“Your door was ajar. I was worried, so I didn’t knock. Sorry, man.”
But then something dawned on Wesson.
The blonde woman.
She was still on her knees, but facing away from him. She seems familiar.
“Come on, honey. Let’s get you up,” he heard Ryan say, softly.
“I’ll just stay down here until he leaves, thank you,” she whispered.
“I think he’s figured it out by now,” Ryan replied.
No. No, I haven’t. But please keep going.
The woman rose to her feet and looked at Wesson sheepishly.
Holy. Fuck.
“Oh. My. God.” Wesson couldn’t think of anything else to say.
“Don’t freak out, Wesson,” she replied.
“Oh. My. God.”
“Wesson, settle down, man,” Ryan pleaded.
“We’re all going to die. He’s going to kill us all,” Wesson replied, like a zombie.
“Jake’s gonna be fine. I’ll handle him if he ever finds out,” she replied, like it was no big deal. But it was. It was a big deal.
“Katie Hamilton, I am so disappointed in you,” Wesson admonished, as if he were her parent.
“Fuck off, Wesson. I’m an adult and I can do what I want,” she said, like the spoiled child Wesson already thought she was.
“He is literally 72 years old, Katie! He’s old enough to be your great grandfather!” he replied.
Katie laughed. “He’s forty-one, Wess. Jesus.”
Huh. Well, that was news to Wesson.
“And you,” Wesson pointed at Ryan. “You are responsible for the deaths of the entire population of Bounty County. Jake is going to go nuclear when he finds out.”
“But he’s not gonna find out,” Ryan replied. “Is he, Wesson? If you tell him, those deaths are on you.”
“Fuck! You’re right!” Wesson started pacing and chanting to himself. “I can’t believe this. This isn’t happening. Ryan. Katie. Katie. Ryan. No. No. I have to go.”
“Settle down, dude,” Katie said, rolling her eyes. “It’s gonna be fine. Ryan and I are just having fun and Jake will never find out because you’re going to keep your fat mouth shut, aren’t you?”
“Jesus. This is why my rig smelled like sex the other day in Billings, isn’t it? You stopped by Katie’s and got your rocks off?”
Katie gave a wicked smile and looked at Ryan, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“Okay, I’m leaving. You guys end this relationship while I wait outside,” Wesson demanded.
“I’ll be right out,” Ryan responded. Katie just pursed her lips and shook her head as Wesson turned to walk out the door.
Fuck. How the fuck am I supposed to keep this a secret?
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Fuck.
Ryan was fucked. Well, not exactly, since he had to put his cock away before he was able to stick it in his young, hot thing. But he was fucked. Because Wesson caught them. And Jake really would kill him. Maybe not everyone in town. But definitely Ryan. He only hoped Wesson had it in him to keep this a secret. We’re friends. It’ll be fine. He tried to convince himself.
He blew out the breath he’d been holding and ran his hands through his short hair.
“Don’t worry, Ryan,” Katie cooed. “It’ll be fine.”
“Yeah, I’ll figure it out. I gotta go. You in town all weekend?” he asked. He was curious. She’d only texted him this morning as he was leaving to meet Wesson at the Prospector and told him she’d be waiting for him at his place. She’d given him very few details. At that point, though, he was thinking only with his dick.
Shit. Katie. She was amazing. She was perfect. Her body was long and lean. Athletic. Flexible. Sexy. But fuck. She was too young for him. Twenty-three to his forty-one. He’d done the math many times. Eighteen years. An entire adult was between them.
“I’m heading back on Monday morning. Not on shift until Tuesday,” she kissed his neck and his entire body was instantly covered in goose bumps.
Fuck. This woman. She was going to be his undoing. He needed to end it before anyone else found out. But not now. He was too selfish.
“I’m off at 7 tonight. Want to be in my bed later?” he asked. There you go again, Ryan. Thinking only with your dick.
“Yeah, but you’re not leaving now.”
“Honey, I gotta go before Wesson drives straight to the station and tells your brother that we’re fucking.”
“If he’s going to tell Jake that we’re fucking, then we better get to fucking,” she said as she unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants back down to his knees.
“Katie,” he breathed out her name. She pushed him to the couch.
You can’t say no to this woman, can you? He’d tried. Many times. But she somehow always got her way.
She flipped her dress up to reveal she hadn’t been wearing underwear this entire time. God damn. Her pussy was beautiful. And she had a litt
le heart tattoo right below her hip bone that he’d spent some time last week tracing with his tongue. Fuck. So beautiful.
His dick was at full mast again as Katie straddled him and used her fingers to place his cock right at her drenched opening. She lowered down. Every time she took him it felt like the first time. He was forty-one years old and every time with her was the best sex of his life. Best. Sex. Ever.
Fuckkkkkkkkk.
“Oh my god, Ryan. I love your cock,” she moaned. That was another thing about Katie. Maybe it was her youth. Maybe she was just a vocal person. But she always told him exactly what felt good. Exactly what she didn’t like. There were no secrets with Katie. It was the perfect no-strings relationship.
“Spank me, Ryan,” she ordered. Well, this is new.
“Hold up,” he stilled. “This isn’t some daddy fantasy of yours, is it? And that’s why you’re going for me?”
She furrowed her brow. “No. I don’t even notice our age difference until you make it an issue.” She smacked his chest lightly. “Now shut your fucking mouth and spank me. I’m feeling very naughty right now after being caught sucking your big dick,” she bit her lip and then bounced up and down on his pole again. She was so wet he could hear her vagina swallowing him.
“Jesus,” he replied. So fucking hot. He flipped her dress up so he could see her taking him.
Whack! He spanked her ass. She moaned. “You like that, baby?” he asked. Katie moaned again. Yeah. She loved it. He smacked her again as she continued rising and falling. Ryan lifted her dress up over her head and tossed it on the floor. He lowered his head down and captured her nipple in his mouth. Her breasts weren’t big, but her nipples were fucking sensitive and he knew that he could get her off just by sucking on them hard.
“Oh my god. Oh my god!” she chanted. Ryan reached around and spanked her again. This time a little harder. “Oh yes,” she sighed. “So good. I’m so naughty, Ryan.”
“Yeah? You my naughty fuck toy, Katie?” he asked. She got off on this kind of shit too. Ryan would be lying if he said he wasn’t into it himself. Fuck. The things he’d learned about himself sexually in the six months since he’d been fucking Katie were staggering.
“Yessssssssss,” she breathed out. “I’m your naughty slut. Fuck me. Fuck your naughty slut,” she moaned.
Fuckkkkkkkkkkk.
Ryan pumped up inside of her as hard as he could. They’d foregone condoms a few months ago after Katie got an IUD and they’d both exchanged test results. She felt so good. So good. But he couldn’t get the right leverage in this position to fuck her as hard as he knew she wanted it. So he pulled her off his dick and threw her roughly on the couch on her knees. She grabbed the back of the couch and shook her fine ass at him, tipping her hips so he could get a shot of her weeping center.
“Does my naughty slut want to be fucked hard?” he asked as he settled in behind her and rammed in.
“Oh fuck yes,” she moaned out. He smacked her ass again. His pink handprint on her creamy flesh was so fucking sexy.
It only took a few pumps, his hips hitting her ass at breakneck speeds, and Ryan was close. Shit. “You need to get there, Katie,” he pleaded.
“Okay,” she breathed out. She reached down and started rubbing her clit.
It was like he was an actor in his very own porn flick. This woman was fucking amazing. Fucking. Amazing.
“I’m coming, Ryan. Your naughty slut is coming all... over... your... big... dick!” she shouted.
“Right behind you. Filling up your sweet cunt, baby doll,” he grunted out as he came inside of her. Another perk. He loved watching his come leak out of her. It bothered him a bit that he liked it so much. He shouldn’t be so territorial with a casual fuck. But damn. He actually really did like her a lot. She was fun, smart, sexy. Had the same taste in movies and an adventurous palate for food. They didn't go out in Imminence because it was a secret, but they’d been out together in Billings. Were they dating? Ryan didn't really think it was that. But sex wasn't everything between them. It was a perk. A huge perk.
“Holy shit, Ryan. You blow my mind every time,” she said as he pulled his dick out of her and stepped back from the couch. He could tell she was still twitching. He grabbed a tissue from the coffee table and wiped his dick off and then pulled his underwear, pants and duty belt back up. He handed her a couple of tissues so that she could clean herself up as well. She turned to a seated position and then gave him a flash of the cream pie he'd placed between her legs. She knew he loved it. He had a video of it on his phone that he whipped out whenever he couldn't have the real thing.
So hot. Ryan was starting to get hard again.
“Love watching that, sweetheart. But I don't have much more time. You still want to warm my bed tonight?” he asked. He couldn’t believe he was ready to go again. She made him feel like he was back in his early twenties.
Katie closed her legs and smiled. “I can’t be here until late. Jake and Lane know I’m in town, so it’ll be like sneaking out of my parents’ house.” She giggled. “But I can’t wait. Do you have lube here?” she asked, casually, like she was asking if he had milk in his fridge.
“No. I have some baby oil, though” he offered.
“Perfect.”
“What do you have in mind, Katie?”
She stood up and leaned her naked body into his, bringing her lips to his ears. “I want you to fuck my ass tonight,” she whispered and then looked up at him, biting her lip.
Jesus. “How the fuck am I supposed to go fight crime after you say that to me?” He grabbed her bare ass and pulled her pussy onto his dick, now covered in the rough fabric of his tactical pants. She pulled up on the tips of her toes and rubbed on him a little, leaving a slight wet spot.
“Stay safe out there, Ry,” she purred and kissed his lips softly. It quickly morphed into something much more desperate. Tongues. Lips. Teeth. Hands. Hair. Grinding. Ryan’s dick was now 100 percent hard again.
Fuck. He ended the kiss. “I need to go diffuse Wesson.”
“Just tell him we ended it. He’ll be fine,” she shrugged as she threw her dress back on.
“Have a relaxing day, babe,” he smiled. “Lock up before you leave?” he asked.
She nodded and then sighed as she plopped down on his couch and flipped on the television.
Chapter 13
“You end it?” Wesson asked.
“It’s over,” Ryan replied.
He’s lying.
“For real?”
“Yep. Totally over. That’s what took me so long in there.” Ryan cleared his throat. “You don’t have to worry about anything. And don’t tell Jake.”
Maybe not.
“I’m definitely not telling Jake. But fuck, man. I hate having secrets! I’m going to explode!”
“It’s over. So it’s no big deal,” Ryan stared out his window and Wesson put it in reverse and pulled out of the parking lot.
“How on earth did this happen, Ryan?”
He sighed. “I really tried for it not to happen. Swear to god, I said no to her more times than a man should ever be required to say no to an incredibly hot woman.”
“Don’t forget young.”
“Don’t worry. I remember our age difference every time I’m with her.”
“How long has this been going on, Ryan?”
“Well, I met her at that party at your house. Remember she was here for Christmas and a few of us went down to the Cadillac?”
“Oh my god. Jake practically begged you to go with Cole and Dillon to protect her from them! You dick!” Wesson smacked his arm.
Ryan laughed. “No, it wasn’t like that, I swear. Katie had too much to drink and Cole and Dillon straight up disappeared, so I told Katie I was taking her home. She begged me not to. She was so drunk, she was afraid Jake would be mad at her. So she stood there and cried until I told her she could stay at my place.”
“And then you fucked her?” W
esson couldn’t believe it.
“No! She was wasted, though. Tried to put the moves on me in my apartment.” Wesson was familiar with those moves. “I put her to bed and slept on the couch. Woke up super early to her sneaking out. A few days later I remembered that she had programmed her number into my phone at the bar, so I texted her to make sure she was doin’ okay. And that was kind of how the whole thing started. We just texted. She flirted. I told her no. A lot. And then one day she showed up at my place in a trench coat and nothing else.”