Isabelle raced up the steps and jumped into his arms. Joey was a single father now. It would be challenging, but he was up for the task.
“Hey, sis.” Joey said, beaming. “How do I look?”
He spun around in a full circle with Isabelle still in his arms.
“Meh. Not bad. You would look even better if you just...”
She lifted off his police hat and ruffled up his hair with her hand until it stuck up at odd angles.
“There. That's better.”
“Dad!” Isabelle giggled as she struggled free of his arms, “Aunt Jenny made you look like a hedgehog.”
* * *
Roy looked up when he heard a knock at his office door.
He was grateful to see Jenny there. It had felt like too much time had passed since he had left her in bed this morning.
He walked across the room and took her into his arms. He kissed her gently at first and then more passionately.
“Slow down there, Chief,” she said, giggling.
“I came to see if you needed any help sorting out your new office.”
Together, they looked over the room. He thought he had done a good job making it his own. He and Joey had thrown a new coat of white paint on the walls the night before. This morning, he had proudly hung up a few of his old service medals.
“It looks great in here.”
He pressed his lips to hers when she raised her head to meet his gaze.
“You belong here. The people of Ombrea are lucky to have you.”
“I sure hope so.”
Having this beautiful woman at his side was the best feeling in the world.
Roy pushed the office door closed with one hand.
His first line of duty would be to show Jenny Dale what it was like to have Roy Peters in charge.
Epilogue
Jenny looked at Roy in his handsome new uniform and felt a wave of desire wash over her.
"You look so official and confident,” she said, blushing.
“You think I look like a chief?”
“You look like my chief,” she said.
He took a step toward her and grabbed her in his arms, lifting her in his arms and spinning her around. Then he put her down on his office desk.
“Oh, officer,” she cooed, “am I under arrest?”
“That depends,” he teased. “Have you been naughty?”
She nodded coyly as he ran his finger along her lips.
He leaned in and crushed his lips against hers, kissing him with a passion that told her she was going to be with him forever. She had no doubt. There are certain things you can tell in a man’s kiss, and the way he was kissing her right then told her everything she needed to know.
She was going to be his woman, now and forever, and there was no longer any doubt of that.
“What if someone catches us,” she said, glancing toward the door.
Roy went and shut the blinds, giving them more privacy. Then he walked determinedly across the room and grabbed her again, pushing her back on his desk and lifting her legs up onto it.
“Now, I believe I was about to take you into protective custody,” he said.
“Is that what you call it?”
He smiled at her then, and began running his hands up over her thighs beneath her dress. He reached all the way to the pink lace panties she was wearing and ripped them off her.
“Officer, is this a strip search?” she giggled.
He laughed and leaned down between her legs, running his tongue along her calves, her thighs, all the way up to the bare lips of her pussy.
“Oh god,” she moaned, lifting her feet up off the table and resting them on the backs of Roy’s shoulders.
His tongue reached along her inner thighs and when she felt it reach her pussy, she stretched her legs open as wide as she could. He began to make out passionately with her pussy, kissing it as if he was kissing her mouth. His tongue slid over her clit, between every soft fold of her flesh, and then reached inside her.
She squirmed and cried in pleasure.
“Oh officer, please have mercy.”
As he made out with her pussy, Roy reached for his handcuffs and took them from his belt.
The thought of what he was going to do with them was too much for Jenny. She was overwhelmed with anticipation and excitement and began quivering in pleasure as the most excruciating orgasm of her left rushed through her body.
“Oh, Roy.”
“That’s officer Roy to you,” he said, smirking.
He got down from the desk and grabbed her wrists.
“What are you going to do to me?” she cooed.
He handcuffed one wrist, then brought the other cuff through a metal bar that was attached to the desk and then cuffed her other wrist.
She was firmly restrained, lying on her back on the desk. She wouldn’t have been able to escape even if she wanted.
“You’re mine now,” he said grinning.
She looked up at him, into his eyes, and he took out his taser.
“Eh, Roy, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
Roy laughed and put the taser away. “I was just kidding.”
She flung her foot at him, kicking him playfully in the chest.
“That’s not fair.”
“Sorry,” he said, still laughing to himself.
“I suppose you think you’re very smart,” she said.
“Well, the truth is, I think I might need some help.”
“Help?” she said.
"You know, like a partner?”
“A police partner?”
He walked back around to her feet and climbed up on the desk, leaning close over her.
He opened his pants and pulled out that perfect, gorgeous cock. He pressed it against the wet lips of her pussy and she tried to thrust upward to make it slide in.
He didn’t let it, preferring to keep it just touching her, teasing her, taunting her.
“More like a life partner.”
“A life partner?” she said, louder than she’d intended.
She looked up at him, unsure what he was suggesting. Her heart pounded in her chest with excitement.
“Jenny, will you do me the honor of being my wife?”
She nodded furiously and tried to throw her arms around her, until she remembered she was firmly restrained against the desk.
“Yes,” she squealed. “Yes, of course I will. A thousand times, YES.”
Roy kissed her passionately, his lips pressing firmly against hers, his tongue entering her mouth and playing with her tongue like they were dancing. As his passionate kiss made Jenny’s head spin with desire, she felt his cock press against the lips of her pussy and then slide deeply into her.
He slid in, further and further, making pleasure surge through every inch of her body. His cock was like magic, and every time he entered her, she felt so much love and happiness she didn’t know what to do with it.
“Oh, Roy,” she cried out, “you feel so good.”
She couldn’t believe how big he still felt, even after all the sex they’d already had together.
He continued kissing her as his cock thrust in and pulled out, in and out, over and over, bringing her closer and closer to ecstasy.
Eventually, when she thought she couldn’t bear it any longer, his cock exploded in orgasm.
“Oh, Jenny,” he moaned. “I fucking love you.”
His cock poured into her, pumping his semen into her pussy and the sensation of it brought her over the edge, sending wave after wave of orgasm through her body.
She cried out, louder than she’d intended, and there was no doubt that people outside the office would have heard them.
Roy laughed and covered her mouth with his hand tenderly.
“Shh,” he said.
“I can’t help it, Roy. I’m going to be your wife.”
“Yes you are,” he said, leaning over her so that he could unlock the handcuffs and release her wrists.
The two of t
hem looked at each other and basked in the afterglow of their sex.
“That was amazing,” Roy said.
Jenny threw her arms around him and pulled him in close to her.
“I love you so much, Roy. I can’t believe we’re getting married.”
They straightened themselves out and cleaned up, and then Roy said, “I guess we should go out and announce the engagement.”
Jenny smiled at him and took his hand in hers.
Roy removed his hat and affectionately put it on Jenny’s head.
She laughed and together they left the office to announce their engagement to the rest of the police force.
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