by Tyla Walker
She looks away. Fucking adorable. Then she looks back at me. The sultry look in her eyes hits me like an oncoming train.
Is she saying that she wants me too? The two of us aren't even that drunk to be flirting with each other.
"Hey guys, we really have to go," I say as I stand up, and the girl sitting next to me whines. "Kylie needs to rest, so I'll take her home."
I help Kylie up, and she just waves at the others without saying a word. No one stops us since they know we both went through hell today.
I drive and take her home.
"Geoff is still with his grandparents. He won't be here until tomorrow."
Perfect. I miss little Geoff too, but right now, what I want more than anything is this beautiful woman in front of me. I cup her cheek, and she leans against my touch.
"Can I come in?"
She nods. I go inside with her, and our hands intertwine. The moment she closes the door, I grab her hips and pull her towards me. My mouth on her's in seconds as I can no longer keep the lid on my emotions. The kisses I give her are hungry in which she drowns in willingly. Her lips parting as she gasps in-between kisses.
The two of us are catching our breaths before our kiss ends. Kylie's eyes are telling me to do more, and I do not want to deprive her of what she wants and what she is asking for.
My hand slips inside her shirt from the back, unhooking her strapless bra as I remove it and let it drop on the floor. Then I go in for one breast, sucking her nipples through her shirt. She moans. I roll my tongue around the nipple, and it grows hard with my treatment.
"G...Greg...nn...not here...b...bedroom...mmm…” She tries to finish the sentence, but she ends up moaning some more when my knee rubs against her wet crotch.
Damn. Kylie's this wet with just the kissing! I pull away and take a look at the sexual mess I made out of the woman I love. I lick my lower lip in satisfaction.
"And if I say no?
She grabs my groin, my boner twitching inside her hand. Kylie doesn't have to say anything. With just that touch, I can tell that she's not going to let me do as I please.
"Fuck...ha...I forgot...who I'm dealing with."
She smiles innocently, it's really sexy. I take her upstairs, where it doesn't take us long before our clothes are scattered on the floor. Kylie pulls me towards the bed. We both fall down, the bed creaking as our weight meets the mattress. I feel her hand stroke my cock, and I groan. Shit.
I shove my finger in her wet pussy in return, she whimpers. She's so fucking wet, so I insert another finger and another, spreading her cunt wide as she let out the most seductive sound I have ever heard.
After hearing that, I don't think I can hold it anymore. I put the tip of my raging cock on the entrance of Kylie's pussy, then I thrust it in, all the way. My 12-inch dick twitches inside her wetness.
She wraps her arms around me. "Fuck...haa...ha...Greg...your cock...is so big."
"I love you."
"W-what???"
"I love you, Kylie. I have loved you for a long time now, and I just…"
"I love you too. I love you even before the retreat."
Despite how my cock is deep inside her pussy, the two of us chuckle at the fact that we are the same. Then I just gaze at her with so much love. The city lights peeking through the blinds of her window compliments her dark skin.
Still not moving, I begin to paint her bare body with my hot kisses. I ignite a fire from within her as she flares up and squirms. Her pussy clenching as I let my lips mark every inch of her. My fingers move to trace her curves by memory from our first time.
Then I start moving my hips slowly, my dick sliding in and out of her soaking wet pussy. She starts moving along with my thrusts, and it's fucking fantastic. Her swollen pussy walls are so hot I feel like my cock is in a fucking a damn oven. My dick feels like it's going to melt inside her, and I don't mind.
She shifts her hips, and I grunt. I end up fucking her faster, and she starts screaming louder and louder. Kylie's pussy is sucking my cock so well that I can feel myself grow bigger, stretching her walls as she moans that she's close.
I whisper to her that I am too.
"I'm almost there!" Kylie whimpers.
We switch positions. I pull Kylie up to straddle me, both of us in a sitting position. She starts moving her hips again, and I follow. My hands grab both of her ass cheeks, and I start to fuck her even more.
And soon, we both reach our climax.
"I'm cumming!" we shout together. I unloaded inside Kylie with my thick hot cum. We sleep like a log after it.
The next day before I leave, Kylie steps outside and kisses me. We're still a little high from all the sex we had that we haven't noticed a patrol car drives past us. When we finally see it, the two of us start to worry that we were spotted.
Damn it.
Seventeen
Kylie
I’m staring at my cold coffee when the chief calls me to his office. It feels like the inevitable has finally come to me. I try to delay for just a few seconds before tossing the last coffee I’ll probably have in the station on the empty sink in front of me.
Apart from ruining my perfect friendship with Greg, having to leave my job is another thing that has prevented me from confessing my love to my partner. I let all of this sink in as I take a deep breath first before I finally head to the Chief’s office.
I set my mind to not regret anything anymore. After my near-death experience, I realized that I cannot delay certain things in my life.
The chief’s sitting on his chair comfortably like usual, but I can tell his thoughts are muddled like mine. I close the door behind me, recalling the time I had with Greg the other night.
We were given a break before we can report back to work, so this is my first day back after that couple’s retreat.
He finally looks at me, his brows furrow as he let out a long-strained sigh.
“I’ll just go straight to the point. A couple of officers drove past your house, and they had seen you and Greg kiss each other. Is it true? Are you and Greg a thing now?”
As angry as I am at the tattletales, I do not plan to lie, especially to someone I respect as much as the chief. There’s no getting around this either.
“Yes.”
“Yes, you kissed Greg? Or yes, you are dating him now? Because if it’s the former, I can still think that you two were drunk, and it was a one-night thing.”
I shake my head and resolves to confess to the chief about what’s really going on. But where to start? The chief knows Big Geoff, and he knows that Greg has been there to support me through his passing. He also knows that Geoff is practically his kid since he has been my son’s adoptive father.
“I love Greg, Chief. I have loved him for a very long time now. I don’t know when it started, but I’m pretty sure it just happened since Greg has always been around little Geoff and me,” I tell the chief the best way I can. I can see in his eyes that he knows I’m telling the absolute truth.
“I was hoping you guys are just really close friends.” He sighs again, pushing his hair back. “But I guess that isn’t the case.”
“Don’t worry chief, one thing I am confident is that we have managed to keep our relationship professional. Both Greg and I kept our feelings shut and tried to just be friends these past five years.”
“But? You sound like there’s a but.”
“However, after our last assignment, I discovered that I could not hide my love for him anymore.” I give the chief a sad smile. Almost dying does things to your life choices.
The chief leans in his big chair and doesn’t respond. He has this look in him that shows he is thinking hard and long about this case. A case between two partners who fell in love. I know that dating your partner in the force is taboo for many things. How Greg and I work with these feelings for several years is a mystery to both of us.
“You two can’t be partners if you’re in love. It’s too risky. One of the backups I sent told me Greg looked l
ike he was ready to tear the whole resort apart brick by brick,” he tells me. “He lost his calm, Kylie. And it’s not good.”
“I heard.”
I want to tell the chief that I’m not any different. The things I went through to survive is actually for both Geoff and Greg. I know for a fact that I will prioritize Greg, too, now that we are dating.
“Well, you can’t be partners. Partners cannot be romantically involved,” he taps his fingers against his table several times. “What I can do is move one of you to another department. The two of you will be assigned to a different partner.”
I don’t reply as I watch him lean forward and motions his hand towards me.
“Or, you could resign.”
Well, I already know my answer to that question.
“I don’t want to work with a different partner. I worked with Greg for seven years now. You can tell me I’m unreasonable, and maybe I am.” I put my badge and gun on his desk. “But, I just can’t see myself working with someone else in my future assignments.”
“Come on, Kylie, think about this some more. Give it a day. I can wait until tomorrow morning, and I will give you a whole day to think about this.”
I smile at the chief. This is really hard for me. I really love my job. One of the things that got me through Big Geoff’s death is being a cop and capturing the bad guys.
My eyes look down at my gun and badge, and I see my vision blur a little with the hot tears that are threatening to fall.
But I won’t cry. I won’t allow myself to cry and regret what I am about to say to the chief.
“I’m sorry, Chief. But I have thought about this for as long as I have fallen in love with Greg. Right now, I can’t even imagine myself working with someone other than him. I sound like a broken record now, but that’s just how it is.”
“Kylie, please.”
“I need to spend more time with my son, anyway.” I salute to him one last time, and I give him one of my best smiles. I reassure him that he shouldn’t worry about me.
“Thanks, Chief.”
Eighteen
Greg
“Thanks for everything, but…” I turn in my gun and badge.
The chief is clearly not happy. Not only does he lose Kylie, but he will also lose me, too. The poor chief looks at me like a parent who is sending his kids away to the world. I can’t blame him for being this way, but I’m not doing this for any other reason. I’m doing this for Kylie.
“I’m going to ask Kylie to marry me, Chief.” The chief can tell I’m a changed man when I tell him this. “I’m also going to start my own PI business.”
“You guys don’t really need to do this, you know?” He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as he continues to argue with me. “I’ll just put one of you in a different department. You’ll still see each other, go to work together, and I know for a fact that you basically get along with the others.”
“Can’t argue with that.” I shrug and remain smiling at him. My smile tells the chief that there’s no convincing me at this point. “But I’m not going to work with anyone else. I’m sure Kylie told you the same thing. We’re just not going to be okay with different partners. Seven years, chief. Kylie and I have been in this for seven whole years. Having another partner doesn’t feel right anymore.”
The chief’s face expresses shock, I can tell he’s not used to me speaking my mind the way I just did. But a lot has changed for me during our last case together, and I know Kylie has changed too. I watch as the chief slumps in resignation.
“Besides,” I say with complete confidence. “I’ve always wanted to be a PI. And I’m sure Kylie will make a pretty sweet inspector wife.”
“Inspector Wife, now those are two words I didn’t think I’ll ever hear from you.” He sighs again, but this time he lifts his head and looks to me with a smile. “You better invite me to your wedding. I’m also here to help if you need anything to start up your business as Private Inspectors.”
The chief stands from his seat. I watch him approach me, and his hand touches my shoulder as he gives it a firm squeeze. “Good luck. To both of you.”
“Thanks, Chief.”
This is going to be a new chapter for both my life and Kylie’s. I want to make sure Kylie will be happy with Geoff. Knowing that the chief is here to support us, it encourages me.
I pick up Geoff from school, and we both go to the jewelry store together. As I have said in the beginning, he’s my best man, and that he has my back. And he does.
There is also no one else better than this little man right here. Geoff’s trying his best not to touch the glass displays around him, to help me look for the perfect rings.
“How may I help you, fine gentlemen?” the man behind the counter says with a practiced smile.
“I’m looking for a ring that best describes this little guy’s mama.” Little Geoff looks up to me with a huge smile when he hears me say these words. “What do you say, Geoff? Wanna help me out?”
Geoff nods to me, then he turns to the jeweler. “Get me your pink diamonds. Nothing too big, but not too small either.”
I look surprised, damn; the kid knows what his mama likes. And how come he knows about pink diamonds?
The man smiles at Geoff then goes to the back to get what he asks for. Once the guy disappears at the back, I go down to Geoff’s eye level to properly tell him what this is all about.
“I’m in love with your mama, Geoff. So much that I want to marry her and make her the happiest woman in the entire world.” I make sure Geoff knows how serious I am at this moment.
“I know.”
“You do?”
“Yep. About time too.”
The last part puts a smile on my face as I ruffle Geoff’s hair. He smiles at me for a bit. Then he suddenly looks at me thoughtfully and says in the sweetest voice, “But you don’t have to make her the happiest, Greg. What mama needs is someone who will be there when she can no longer be strong. If you promise to hold her when she’s feeling sad, then I’ll make sure we find the best ring for her!”
This kid. I smile, and I end up pulling him in a tight hug. I keep forgetting he’s five whenever he says these wonderful things. “I promise.”
He helps me pick out the rings. Then we both head back to the station where we find Kylie packing up the things on her desk. She seems engrossed in her packing that she doesn’t notice us enter.
I give Geoff a playful wink, giving him the signal to our plan. He runs to his mama and hugs her. She looks at him tenderly as she gives her son a pat on the head.
While I watch the two of them, I realize that I want this for my entire life. I don’t hate Big Geoff for marrying Kylie and having her baby. No. Because I know how important he is to Kylie’s life, even if he’s not here anymore. He is also my best friend, and I know him as much as I know Kylie.
I have resisted for a long time, and I put a lid in my emotions because I don’t want to betray my best friend who died. But things are different now, and I know that I can be the man that will hold her when she needs me. I’m going to be more than her partner and best friend.
My feet start to walk towards the two.
“Greg and I have a question for you.”
She looks at him and then at me and asks us what the question is.
Geoff points at me and asks, “Will you marry him, please.”
The entire precinct becomes quiet as they hear those words from Geoff. It’s so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
Then Geoff shuffles around and takes out a small box from his pocket. Everyone bends down in one knee; I want this to be different. And so, I pick up Geoff and have him open the box in front of his mommy’s face.
“Well?”
Nineteen
Kylie
I can’t focus as I pack my things. It feels weird. When I surrendered my badge and gun, I didn’t feel any regret doing so. So why am I feeling like a big part of me just got removed? And that a huge hole is gaping right in the middle
of my stomach. I’m not sure why I feel this way.
A picture frame catches my eyes. I pick it up and rub my thumb on Greg’s face. That’s when I realize that it’s probably because I haven’t heard from him yet.
I can’t see him anywhere in the station. If he stays, will I get mad? Jealous?
That’s when I feel someone small hug my legs, and I look down to see Geoff. His cute facial expression tells me something is up, and I look up and finally see Greg standing a few feet away from us.
Something’s up, and I know it. I’m expecting Geoff to ask if we can watch a movie later since that new Disney movie is out. He’s been bothering me about it ever since I came back from my retreat with Greg.
Geoff points at Greg as he walks towards me. The latter is wearing this stupidly adorable smile. The former looks up to me and asks, “Will you marry him, please.”
The words refuse to sink in, and I feel my cheeks grow warmer and warmer. Blue eyes like the clear sky hold my gaze as I look from Greg to Geoff and then back at him. Greg picks up little Geoff quickly; my little boy, cute as ever, presents me with a ring.
Who can say no to that? I look at Greg knowingly, and he smiles at me.
“Well?” He looks at me with so much love that I feel it overflow just by looking back at him. I haven’t expected this thing to happen. This situation takes me by surprise. I am just standing, stunned for a while.
My son looks worried, I can tell just by looking at his eyes. He then opens his mouth to speak, “Is something wrong, mama?”
“Nothing is wrong, baby,” I reassure him, patting his curls and brushing them back.
“So, are you going to marry Greg or what?”
“Well, when you put it that way, I suppose I will.”