Arresting Holli (10 page)

Epilogue

Five months later…

Holli
pulled into the drive of the old Victorian. Flowers bloomed in flower boxes and gardens everywhere. The river sparkled in the mid-afternoon sunshine, and the light breeze was perfect.

The whole day was perfect. Wonderful for a ball game. Even if it included the Phillies, she thought sourly.

She parked beside the well-remembered patrol car and got out. He was home. Thank God. If they were going to make it to Philadelphia in time for the first pitch, they’d need to leave relatively soon. She just hoped he hadn’t made other plans.

Leaning back inside, she picked up the box from the passenger seat and then closed the door. She took a deep breath and started walking.

“
Holli
?”

She turned and found him standing on the far side of his car. Officer Hunky. God, she’d missed him, but hadn’t realized how much until this very moment.

“Hi.”

They’d kept in touch. E-mails, text messages, phone calls. Promises had never been made, but she knew love wasn’t far behind and being away from him was killing her. She missed his touch, his smell, his taste. Even though they talked in some form every day, she missed him.

He didn’t move, so she did. She laid the box on the trunk and went to stand in front of him. For a few tense minutes, she simply drank in the sight of him. Old T-shirt, old faded jeans with holes in the knees and a ripped front pocket, old, ratty sneakers, sunglasses, and that scruff that gave him a really naughty countenance.

“What are you doing here?”

“Surprise?” she offered timidly.

His face broke into a grin. “I’ll say.”

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard, then kissed her long. Oh yeah, she’d missed that taste, that feel, that hard cock pressing against her. All too soon, he lifted his head. “Wow, I… Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

“I wanted to surprise you. I’ve been talking to your captain, and he helped me arrange things so you’d be off duty this weekend.”

“You succeeded. I was wondering why he kept insisting I needed a weekend off. Now I know. What’s in the box back there?”

“A present for you.”

“What is it?”

“A shirt and a cap.”

“You brought me something to wear?”

He looked a little skeptical, and she winked, smiling slyly. “I did, and we’ll need to leave soon if we’re going to make it, but…”

“Where are we going?”

“Ball game. Phillies and Braves. Game starts at eight, and I had planned for us to get on the road soon so we’d make it in time for the first pitch…”

“But?”

She looked at the car, then back to him. “I don’t think we’re going to make it by then.”

“Why not?”

By way of answering,
Holli
glanced around quickly, then grabbed the hem of her Braves shirt and pulled it off. “I’ve been thinking for months about sex in your cop car.”

“
Holli
…”

She unsnapped and unzipped her jeans before backing herself into the backseat of the car. She slid in as she toed off her tennis shoes. “I suppose public nudity is against the law, Officer Hunky?”

“Very much so, Ms. James.”

“Hmm… So you’re saying I need to be covered up?” She pushed her jeans and panties down over her hips and legs until she could kick them off out the door.

“Yes. I am. You know I can’t have you going around without your clothes on.”

“Well, what if I had other covering?”

He tossed the rag in his hand onto the roof of the car and popped the buttons on his own jeans. “I suppose that might work. But we’ll have to come up with something quickly because” he waved a hand in her direction — “this is just unacceptable.”

“I’m not totally naked. I do still have socks and a bra on.”

Michael crawled into the car with her, sliding smoothly over her body and forcing her to lay back completely. “You’re already wet,” he whispered against her mouth before he stole a quick kiss.

“I have been for the last couple of hours.”

“Thinking about me?”

“Yes. About you, us, this…”

“Good.” He nudged her with his hips, shoving the head of his cock against her clit. “Damn,” he breathed. “Baby, I don’t have a condom out here.”

Holli
lifted one leg up over his hip to wrap around him, opening herself. “Don’t need one.”

“No?”

“No. I haven’t been with anyone since I left here. The was the first appointment I made after I got home. Want you.” She lifted with her hips to touch him with her pussy again. “And I made you a promise.”

“No condom.” He lowered himself, sliding a fraction of an inch inside her. “Ms. James, you’re very naughty.”

“Yes, Officer Hunky, I am.” Breathlessness was setting in. “I just can’t seem to control myself when I get up into this part of the country.”

He slid in another fraction. He was trembling under her hands from the exertion, and she needed him to take her. She had been hard-pressed to think about anything but this them together, naked, for the last two hundred miles or so, and damn if she wanted to wait another second for it.

“Seems you need round-the-clock watching.”

“More than anything else right now, I need you inside me. It’s been way too long.”

“You’re a demanding little thing, Ms. James.”

She dug her short nails into his shoulders and strained under him. “Please…”

“Can’t resist a please.” He pushed the rest of the way into her, and her breath shuddered out. When he pulled back, she tried to follow him so she wouldn’t lose him, but he dropped back down and filled her again.

“Oh yeah. This is what I’ve been missing.”

His mouth trailed kisses across her face, down her neck. “Me too, baby. You feel so damn good like this. Naughty. Wet. Hot. Tight. Damn. I knew I’d like your naked pussy. Hold on to me.”

His words turned her on. His scratchy scruff, his sex-roughened voice, him being inside her without a condom for the first time, sex in the back of his patrol car. It all turned her on, each thing feeding on the other. She held on to him with one hand on his shoulder, one leg still wrapped around his hip while grabbing with her other hand for the metal screen separating the front seat from the back.

He drove into her, drilled her with hard thrusts of his hips. He grabbed for her bra and pulled one cup down, exposing her nipple to his gaze and his mouth. Scraping his stubble over it made her moan. Taking it with his teeth made her quake. He tugged on it, teased just the tip and she started to shudder again.

Holli
lifted and answered his
pistoning
moves with her own. Sex in the backseat of a car was something she hadn’t done since high school. She didn’t remember it being this hot. Maybe because this time it was with a cop in his car. Maybe it was because it was the car she’d been in after he’d arrested her. Maybe it was because it was with him, Michael, Officer Hunky. Maybe it was all of the above, but whatever pushed her higher toward the orgasm that was threatening to crash over her, she didn’t care.

She was with him again. “I need… Michael, I need, please…”

“Take it, baby. It’s yours. I’m yours. Take it.”

He ground into her, pushing against her mound with the edge of his pelvic bone. She met the grind, and then he tugged her nipple again, worrying it with his teeth, sucking it hard into his mouth, and she exploded, her cry echoing around the close confines of the car. “Oh yes oh yes oh yes…”

“Oh yes, Ms. James,” he whispered, his mouth now hovering over hers. He drove his tongue between her lips, and she captured it, kissing him, drinking from him, taking his taste into her. “I’m
gonna
come,
Hol
.”

“Yes, Michael,” she breathed over his cheek. “Yes.” He shuddered, emptying, spilling inside her. He pressed hard, pulled back, then pressed forward again. His cock pulsed and throbbed, and she sighed in bliss. “I think I love you.”

He peered at her, the silence lengthening until he finally spoke. It was the longest span of silence she’d ever endured, even though not more than a few seconds could have passed.

“You think?”

She let go of the metal cage and slid her fingers through his short hair. “Well, I did come all the way up here to take you to a Phillies game. What else would you call it?”

“The Braves are playing too.”

“True, but I can see them anytime they’re in Atlanta. I didn’t need to drive hundreds of miles to see them play. But in order to see them with you…”

“I would consider that being more than thinking you love me.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. You need to tell the whole truth, Ms. James. You can’t lie to an officer of the law, even if it is only by omission.”

Holli
made like she was thinking it over carefully before answering. She drew it out as long as she could without squirming under his intense stare. “I suppose you’re right. Very well. I don’t think I love you, Officer Hunky. I know I do.”

“Very good, Ms. James. See, that wasn’t all that hard.”

He brushed a kiss across her lips, then extracted himself from her and slowly backed out of the car, righting his jeans. She loved looking at him, but she missed the feel of him on top of her. And she wondered where the words from him were and why he hadn’t said them. “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Michael looked in at her. “You’re leaking on the backseat.”

Holli
gasped and scrambled out until she was standing in front of him. She still had one breast hanging out, still had socks on, was still wet between her legs and getting wetter as the minutes passed. Her ass was still exposed too, but all she could think about was that she’d put herself out there for him, told him how she felt about him, and he hadn’t said anything in return except that she was leaking on the backseat.

Hands on her hips, she glared up at him.

“Can I have the stuff in the box now?”

Did she hear him right? “Michael?”

“Yeah?”

Her heart pounded, and her stomach was starting to hurt. “You don’t… I mean, you…”

He slid past her and opened the package she’d brought him. Buying the red shirt and matching cap went against everything she believed and felt as a Braves fan, but for Michael...? She’d do just about anything. And now that she’d laid her heart on the line…she was scared as shit that she’d made a mistake.

She watched as he donned the shirt and settled the cap on his head. When he still didn’t say anything and simply returned her stare, she sighed and turned to bend down and pick up her jeans and panties from the ground. The first smack caught her completely by surprise, but the second one followed too quickly for her to react.

“
Wha
”

“For stealing, Ms. James.” Two more succinct slaps landed on each ass cheek. “For stealing from me.”

Now she was confused. “What did I steal?” She stood straight and turned toward him, only to have him take her face in his hands and kiss her hard.

“My heart. You totally and completely stole my heart.”

“Oh God,” she breathed. “I could kick you for making me think…for letting me believe… I could just kick you.”

He smiled ruefully. “I know. It was a bad tease. I’ve honestly never felt this way about anyone. You stole my heart when you were here in December, and I just didn’t believe it could happen like that. All these months of talking and writing, the feelings that started when we first met just continued and grew. I don’t know what we’ll do or how we’ll work this out, but I love you, Holiday James. And…I’ll make it up to you after the game for making you wonder.”

Holli
hugged him tight. He felt so good, so right in her arms, against her body, in her life. “A very bad tease, Officer Hunky. And you’re right, you’ll make it up to me in a big way after the game.”

He kissed the top of her head. “In whatever way you want, Ms. James.”

“Oh I have plenty of wants.”

“Hmm. Well, as a civil servant, it’s my duty to make sure your wants are satisfied.”

“Are you good at your job then, Officer Hunky?”

“I’m very, very good at my job.”

Indeed he was, and
Holli
couldn’t wait to find out more about all the ways her arresting officer had to satisfy her.

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