May Contain Wine (SWAT Generation 2.0 5)

It felt right.

Perfect.

Like mine.

“God,” she breathed, her leg lifting to hook backward against my leg again.

I nearly came right then and there when I felt her hands at her entrance, feeling where we were connected.

I thrust hard into her, licking my lips when her belly contracted against the palm of my hand where I was holding her for my assault.

I lifted my top leg up, taking hers with me, spreading her wide for the taking.

She shifted her hips a bit, and suddenly there was no more talking. No more anything but the thrusting of my hips, the slap of flesh, and the sound of our heavy breathing.

I moved my hand down to her hip for a better handhold and strengthened my thrusts.

Her hand at where we were connected pressed down hard, and then she was coming.

Her internal muscles squeezed my dick hard, coaxing my release from me in a matter of seconds.

I cursed, felt my balls draw up, and then gave one final thrust before freezing inside of her and coming.

I could feel the hot pulses leaving me and entering her, bathing her insides with my essence.

Muscle by muscle, I finally came unfrozen, realizing rather quickly that my handhold on her hip likely would be a bruise on her in the morning.

I rubbed the hurt away before rolling us so that I was sitting up on the side of the bed, my cock still firmly lodged inside of her.

“As much as I want you to stay just like this,” I said. “I only have one set of sheets, and if we get these wet with my cum, then we’re gonna have to sleep in it.”

She started to giggle as she pressed a smacking kiss to my cheek.

Then she climbed off.

It took everything that I had to let her.

Seconds after, I followed behind her, watching as she cranked the shower on.

“A shower at this hour?” I asked.

She tossed me a smile over her shoulder.

“Yes,” she said. “I’m not overly tired, and it’s already four in the morning. I think I’m going to get up and work on this article… and you look like you can use the shower.”

I could.

I’d done a lot of nervous sweating over the last couple of hours, as well as actual sweating. The gear that we had to wear on the SWAT calls was hot as balls.

Needless to say, she was right.

Following in after her, I hissed and pulled away from the stream of water.

“Sorry,” she said as she stayed exactly where she was, boiling her skin off with the temperature of the water.

“You’re not sorry,” I said, pulling her toward me with a hand around her waist.

I reversed our positions, feeling the skin of my back practically sloughing off with the water.

I hissed in a breath through my teeth, causing her to laugh.

“You can handle all that crap you go through on a daily basis that comes with being a police officer.” She tilted her head back so she could eye me. “I literally saw you drink that black sludge you call coffee yesterday when I was there, too. Yet you can’t handle a little hot water?”

I shivered when my skin finally got used to the overheated feeling.

“This isn’t just hot water. Did you even add any cold to it when you turned it on and stepped inside?” I asked, pulling her closer.

Her hair started to slick back from her face, and I took everything in that I could see. From her wet head to the tips of her breasts that were pressed against my chest.

“I turned it on a little bit,” she allowed, her eyes narrowing. “We need to talk.”

I felt something inside my chest start to break wide open.

This was it.

This was what I was waiting for.

I knew that it was coming.

Eventually, I knew that she was going to realize that she’d…

“I love you, too.”

Everything that was screaming inside of my head came to a sudden bone-jarring halt.

“I’m… what?” I asked.

She pushed my hair back away from my face, her eyes glittering with amusement.

“You keep saying it, then running away like a little girl,” she said. “And I just wanted you to know that I love you, too. I’ve never stopped.”

My heart started to pound.

“Now that I’ve cleared that up… we need to talk about birth control,” she said softly. “I’m not going to leave, Lou.”

“That’s not the only reason…” I started, but the roll of her eyes had me stopping.

“Do you seriously want a kid right now?” she asked.

I… didn’t know.

“We may have already taken the choice out of either one of our hands,” she said. “Now, I realize that we’ll have to wait to confirm… and I should know in the next week. But I think that we need to start using birth control. I love you, but there are things that I want to do with just us before we get to that point.”