Bad Cop

by Linda Verji

  The two couples got into the elevator.

  “Put me down, Luc!” Jasmine whispered to Lucas once the elevator started to move.

  He didn’t put her down. The other couple snorted.

  When they got to the fourth floor, Lucas got out of the elevator. As he carried out Jasmine, he heard the other couple giggling. Their giggling had little effect on him. His only worry was getting Jasmine to her house. It was only when they got to Jasmine’s door that she realized that she didn’t have her key because she’d left her purse at the salon. Fortunately, Lucas had her spare key. Once she keyed in her code, they got into the house. Lucas finally let her down.

  “Do you know how embarrassing that was?” Jasmine slapped his chest. “We’ll be the talk of the building.”

  “I don’t care.” Lucas went down on one knee and grabbed her ankle. “Let me see you feet.”

  “Hey!” she protested. But he’d already set her foot on his raised knee so he could inspect it. Despite her sole being caked in dirt there didn’t seem to be any wounds.

  Jasmine set a hand on his shoulder to support herself. “You’ll get your pants dirty.”

  He didn’t care about the pants. He set her foot on the floor. “Let me check the other one.”

  This time, she gave him her foot without protest. When he checked it, there were no wounds there either.

  “Okay, detective.” Jasmine pulled her foot from his grip so she could stand straighter. “Now that you’re done inspecting me can I go shower?”

  He nodded.

  “I’m guessing you haven’t eaten yet either.” Jasmine ordered, “Why don’t you check the fridge see if there’s something we can eat while I go take a bath?”

  When he silently nodded, she smiled then turned to walk away. However, before she could even take two steps, Lucas grabbed her wrist and dragged her back to him. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her body. Feeling her body and her warmth against him was a welcome reminder that she was really okay. He heaved a sigh of relief then turned his head and sealed his lips to hers.

  The kiss was soft and tender. Floating within it was his relief and gratitude that she’d survived. When she completely melted into him, he held her tighter and tighter, like she was the missing piece to his puzzle. The piece he’d almost lost again.

  When the kiss ended, Jasmine was smiling. “Can I go take my bath now?”

  He nodded. Releasing her took more effort, but he managed it. Still, he couldn’t help watching her as she strode down the hallway to her room.

  He really planned to follow her orders. He was going to check the fridge, find something for them to eat and cook. However, once he opened the fridge he could only stare unseeingly into it. Thoughts of Jasmine and what she’d been through flooded him. Along with those thoughts came the reminder that he could have lost her tonight. She could’ve died. He needed to see her again just to make sure that she was really alive and okay. He closed the fridge and strode to her room.

  She wasn’t in her bedroom, but he could hear the rush of water coming from the bathroom. When he walked into the bathroom, he found her sitting by the bath-tub waiting for the tub to get filled. The tails of her French-braids were pinned up, and she was only in a white towel.

  When Jasmine noticed him, her eyes widened. “What are you doing here?”

  Honestly, he had no idea what he was doing here. All he knew was that he wanted to keep her within his sight.

  When he didn’t answer her question, Jasmine cocked her head to study him. “You want to come in with me?”

  He shrugged, but she must’ve taken it for a yes because she smiled then stood up. She let her towel fall to the ground. Lucas’s whole body became hotter as he stared at the glorious view before him. He loved how large her breasts were, how they were topped by those dark brown points, how they moved with her breath. He loved how her torso indented at the waist, how it flared out as it met her hips. And that spot between her thighs… She was stunning. He couldn’t help pulling in a deep breath to steady his suddenly jittery nerves.

  Jasmine turned off the water then got into the tub.

  As she settled in, she crooked a finger and smiled wickedly. “Come on in.”

  Without a word, Lucas got rid of his clothes. Once he was as naked as she was, he edged closer. She moved in the tub to create space for him behind her. The warm water sloshed around as he got into the tub then settled behind her.

  She turned her head so she could look at him. “You haven’t said a word since you came in. Are you okay?”

  “I’m okay,” he finally found his voice. He tilted his head so he could kiss her, reassure himself that she was really here.

  Her lips were as soft and as lush as he remembered, and her taste was just as sweet. Yup! She was really here.

  When the kiss ended, Jasmine scooted forward so she could grab a washcloth and the soap. When she settled back against him, Lucas took the cloth and soap from her. “Let me do that for you.”

  With a smile, Jasmine gave him another kiss before she settled back against his chest and closed her eyes.

  Lucas washed her carefully. He started with her neck, caressing her dark, soft skin gently with the cloth then moved to her arms. Tenderly, he ran the soapy cloth all over both arms before coming to her breasts. Even while looking at them over her shoulder, they looked so succulent, so delicious. He caught her voluptuous flesh in his hand before massaging and caressing it.

  “Aaah!” Jasmine moaned, letting him know that she liked it. He teased that breast some more before giving the same treatment to her other breast.

  When he slid the towel down her torso, Jasmine’s knees came up and spread as if she was pleading with him to touch her there. So he did. He brought the towel right between her legs and started to wash her there.

  “Luc,” she whimpered and shifted around as if to get him to hit the right spot.

  Touching her like this was okay, but he needed to touch flesh. He let the towel drop into the water before finding her button with his finger.

  “Ah!” Jasmine arched upwards and widened her legs. He played with her clit over and over again. When her moans started to get louder, he pushed his finger in.

  “Shit!” Jasmine jumped when he pressed a second finger in.

  God, he loved to see her like this. So hot, so needy, so passionate. With each movement she made, her ass stroked his cock, making him harder. But he ignored his own need. This was all about her.

  He kissed the side of her face and pushed his fingers deep inside her even as he caressed her breasts with his free hand. His actions had the expected outcome.

  Soon, she started trembling and convulsing. Her pussy tightened around his fingers, milked him. Her cries became louder, more needy. Then it happened. Her release hit her hard. It left her trembling like a wet leaf in his arms as her whimpers echoed in the bathroom.

  Lucas soothed her back down with gentle caresses of her breast and slow strokes in and out of her pussy. When she finally relaxed back against him, her mouth widened into a smile even as she kept her eyes closed. He loved seeing her like this. Relaxed, satisfied and at peace. It was a far cry from the fear he’d seen glinting in her eyes when August had held that gun to her head.

  His breath immediately caught at that thought and he couldn’t help tightening his arms around her and kissing her temple. God! He’d almost lost her tonight. He couldn’t even imagine how he would’ve coped if that had happened. Probably not very well considering that it was all his fault.

  If Lucas wasn’t the detective investigating York’s death, Michael wouldn’t have gone after Jasmine. Because of his job and his presence in her life, she’d been put in danger. He was a danger to her. As soon as that thought struck him, he realized what he needed to do.

  “Jasmine?” he called out.

  “Mm,” she answered without opening her eyes.

  “Maybe we should break up.”

  Her eyes snapped open and she turned her head. “Wha
t?”

  CHAPTER 28

  “We should break up,” Lucas repeated.

  Shocked, Jasmine turned in the tub to face him. Was he kidding her? His grave expression said that he wasn’t kidding. Still, she couldn’t help asking, “You’re not serious, right?”

  “I am,” Lucas said.

  “You are?” She slid backwards until she felt the tap brush against her back. “You’re really doing this again? You’re dumping me again?”

  “No.” Lucas winced. “That’s not what I’m doing.”

  She glared at him. “That’s what it sounds like you’re doing.”

  “No, you don’t understand.” Frustration shone in his eyes as he ran his fingers through his hair, wetting it in the process. “You were in danger because of my job. Because of me.”

  Jasmine guffawed. “You’ll need a better excuse than your job if you’re trying to break up with me.”

  “It’s not an excuse.” He puffed out heavily. “Think about it. If you and I weren’t dating… if Walcott hadn’t seen us together, he wouldn’t have come after you. They only kidnapped you to get to me.”

  Ah! So that’s what this was about? He was trying to protect her again. It was a noble effort, but still ridiculous.

  “No, you think about it.” She cocked her head to study him. “Are you telling me that none of the other cops in your precinct are in relationships? That you’re all single?”

  “Of course not.” He frowned. “What does that have to do with our conversation?”

  “It has everything to do with our conversation.” She reminded him, “Their jobs are just as dangerous as yours is, but that doesn’t keep them from going on with their lives. Despite their dangerous jobs, they still build relationships, have families… why can’t you?”

  He didn’t have an answer to that. “Angel, you don’t understand. I deal with criminals every day. I don’t want them coming after you.”

  “I don’t want them coming after me either-” She scooted forward until she was on his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “-but that doesn’t mean that I’ll leave you because of that. Besides, what happened today wasn’t normal. The only reason Walcott and Co. came after me was because they already knew me and I was actively involved in the case. I doubt I’ll be involved in any more of your cases.”

  “You don’t know that.”

  “No, I don’t,” she agreed. “But I won’t live my life fearing what might happen in the future. And neither should you. Don’t worry so much.”

  “I can’t help but worry.” Lucas frowned. “Angel, you could’ve died.”

  His voice cracked on the word ‘died’ and his features twisted as if he couldn’t even contemplate the thought.

  “But I didn’t.” She smoothed her hands over his arms. His muscles were corded with tension. “I’m here and I’m fine.”

  “I was supposed to protect you-”

  “And you did,” she reminded him. “If it wasn’t for you acting so quickly, I wouldn’t be here. You saved me.”

  “But you could have-”

  “But I didn’t,” she cut him off. “Stop focusing so much on what could’ve happened or what might happen. I’m okay now. And I’ll be okay in the future too. Nothing’s going to happen to me.”

  When he didn’t look convinced, she added, “If anything, we should be more worried about what could happen to you.”

  Startled, Lucas pointed to himself. “Me?”

  “Yeah, you.” She nodded. “You’re the one in the line of fire every day. One of these days those criminals you go after might…”

  Her words drifted into silence as the realization of how dangerous his job was sunk in. Why was he worrying about her when he was the one who could die anytime? Her heart jerked at the thought and fear shot through her. What if he got shot, or stabbed, or…

  It was almost as if Lucas could hear her thoughts because he said softly, “Nothing will happen to me.”

  “You don’t know that.” She dragged in a shaky breath. “What if-”

  “What if nothing.” He cut her off with a laugh. “Now you’re the one doing it.”

  “Doing what?”

  “Focusing on the future instead of right now.” Slicking his hands over her back, he reassured, “Nothing will happen to me. I promise.”

  “You can’t make a promise like that.” She stared at him for a long moment the offered, “I have a better idea. Let’s not break up. Just quit your job.”

  “Quit my job?” Lucas grinned. “Then what? Are you going to support me?”

  “Yeah. Why not? You can be my house-boyfriend and I’ll bring in the bread.”

  He laughed. “No thanks. I’m not looking for a sugar mommy.”

  “Come on, think about it,” she coaxed.

  “No way.” His eyes dancing with mirth, he soothed, “My job’s not that dangerous. Actually, it’s more mundane than you would imagine. Most of the time, I’m just taking witness statements, writing reports, watching CCTV, soothing families of victims, looking at evidence etc etc. Just everyday office stuff. I rarely run around chasing criminals.”

  Jasmine wasn’t convinced.

  “Seriously,” he insisted. “It’s not that dangerous.”

  “If it’s not that dangerous, then why were you trying to break up with me?”

  He paused for a moment then said, “Okay. I take it back. Let’s not break up.”

  “What about quitting your job?” Jasmine insisted. “Quit it.”

  “No.” He chuckled. “I’m not quitting your job.”

  “I’ll take care of you.” She dipped her hand beneath the water and wrapped her fingers around his length. He wasn’t quite as hard as she wanted but the moment she started to stroke him, he immediately lengthened. Adding a seductive note, she coaxed, “I’ll take care of you very well.”

  “No, I-” He sucked in a deep breath when her hand tightened on him. “What are you doing?”

  “Convincing you to quit your job.” She flicked her thumb over the head before giving it another stroke. “Is it working?”

  “No-” He gasped. “-but you should keep trying.”

  “Okay.” Grinning, she dragged her hand up his length then down again. “Challenge accepted.”

  She loved giving him pleasure, loved how responsive to his touch. She loved how he thrust upwards into her hand every time she brought it down, loved how he groaned her name over and over. She stroked him slowly and thoroughly until he couldn’t even say her name. Then just when she was sure he was about to explode, she let him go then stood up.

  Lucas’s eyes snapped open. “Where are you going?”

  She got out of the tub. “To rinse off.”

  “But we were in the middle of-” He pointed to his cock.

  She just laughed before heading to the shower stall. As she got into the stall and turned on the water, she heard Lucas rocket out of the tub. Moments later, he followed her into the running shower.

  As soon as he was inside the shower, he was on her, kissing her, caressing her breasts, running his hands over her naked body. She whimpered when he lowered his head to her breasts and took one nipple into her mouth.

  The heated sensations that raced through her were electric. Eager to please him as much as he was pleasing her, she reached downwards to his cock, stroking it in time to his suckling. Soon they were both eclipsed in pleasure and need. Warm water trickled down their bodies, rinsing them. Its trickling melded with their moans and whimpers.

  When Lucas lifted her up, Jasmine automatically wrapped her legs around his flanks. He turned off the water before carrying her out of the shower stall. He only put her down briefly so he could dry them both. But once he was done, he lifted her in his arms again.

  His cock kept tapping at her pussy as they walked to the bathroom, heating her even more. By the time he dropped her on the bed, she was ready for him to enter her. She wanted him. Now.

  Lucas opened the nightstand drawer and grabbed a rubber from it.
Still standing beside the bed, he wrapped up. By the time he was done, Jasmine was already on her knees and elbows, ready for him to enter her. He brought her closer to the edge of the bed before leaning down to kiss her back. Then he pushed himself in.

  “Aaah!” she whimpered as he shoved his long cock deep inside her. Her mouth opened in a silent scream when he seated himself fully inside her.

  Goodness! He was so deep inside her it felt like he was in her stomach.

  Lucas cupped the back of her head, forcing her to turn so that he could kiss her. For a while they stayed like that, him inside her motionless and kissing her. Then he started to move.

  “Luc. Luc…. Oh.” Jasmine buried her face into the covers as sensation after sensation crashed into her. He was so long, so thick… too big. Oh my… he was killing her. “Ah, ah… ah… Luc.”

  Lucas reached for her breast, caressing it in time to his strokes.

  His strokes got longer, harder. His hands were on her ass now, massaging, slapping, spreading her so he could go even deeper.

  “Oh my… G… Luc!” Her moans turned into cries when he began to move faster. How could one man give her so much pleasure? Break her like this? Even if she wanted to resist the call of her need, it was impossible. He was too insistent, too much.

  She began to tremble then, began to convulse. The scream that bubbled in her throat was as unstoppable as the sudden heat that rushed through her. With a scream, she came. Her release was the gasoline to his fire. Soon, he was trembling too, calling her name, shuttling right into the deep-end.

  Several minutes later, they lay tucked in the bed, holding each other. Jasmine stretched like a satisfied cat before cuddling against Lucas. He automatically wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead.