Relenting (Dirty Cops #2)

Chapter 16

CHAPTER 16

Bentley

I lay her down on the bed and release her hungry little mouth, stepping back to admire my girl. She has no clue how happy she made me tonight. I never had any doubts that she was mine, but I knew something was holding her back. Something was still standing in her way from fully trusting me. But tonight, whatever it was vanished, and she handed over her heart.

“You know,” I pull my shirt over my head and drop it on the ground. “We’ve never talked about how many kids we’re going to have and what their names are going to be.”

Her eyes narrow as her teeth fight the smile she’s trying not to give me. “You really are presumptuous, mister. Who said anything about us having kids? I don’t see a ring on it.” She shows me her empty ring finger. Soon enough there will be a big shiny rock on that hand, but I’m not giving away my surprise.

“Hypothetically speaking then.” I drop my pants to the ground and kneel on the foot of the bed, “If we were to get married, how many kids would you want to have?”

“I would like to have two kids.” She gasps as I kiss the inside of her ankle, beginning my slow journey up her leg, savoring every inch. “What about you?”

“I’d be happy with two, but I’m thinking we’re going to have a whole brood of babies.” I want to fill her up with my seed and then fill this house with laughter and giggles.

“You’re overstepping, mister.” Her voice catches as I brush my lips over the pit of her knee.

“God, baby. You keep giving me that sass and this ass is gonna get it.” I reach under and get a handful of her peach, giving it a squeeze. I’m going to have my fill of this ripe thing, but I’m not going to rush. I’m taking my time, teasing her up nice and slow. Going to make her beg for it.

“Just so you’re aware, if we get married, I want to wait a moment before kids.”

Oh, that does it . I flip her over onto her stomach, shuck up her skirt, and give her fine rear a spank. If my ass. It’s not fucking if. There are no ifs when it comes to us. There is only when. And it’s going to be damn soon. My father said you take the bull by the horns and live life to the fullest because you never know how long you’re gonna get. And he was right. His days were numbered by chance. I’m not going to sit back in hopes for tomorrow, wait two years because that’s what society says is the right amount of time to figure out whether you’re in love. Whether you’re compatible. When you know you know. There is no time frame. And guess the fuck what. Life is always going to throw shrapnel and you’re going to have to weather some wars no matter who you’re with. No relationship is perfect. Although, mine sure as hell feels like it is.

“You better not test me, princess.” I lean down to her ear. “This ass of yours won’t get the fucking it craves.” I rub my fingers around her puckered rear door, giving it a little pressure and earning myself a moan. She was wearing that toy all day and now she’s ultra-sensitive and extra ready.

She turns her head up to the side, giving me one hell of a ball-twisting glare. “See if I care. I’ll just use my toy on the washer like I did earlier.” I spank her ass, giving each cheek a reddening for that. She will do no such fucking thing. I’ll bolt the damn door of the laundry room if I have to and take away her little plug.

“You always like to test my patience, don’t you.” I sit back, looking at her puckered hole giving way to me, watching as the tip of my middle finger sinks in. Her body writhes against the sheets, and her moans grow louder. “But you know you need it. Feels good, doesn’t it, baby?”

I pump my finger in and out, pushing deeper each pass. Her sexy taint truly drives me wild.

“Yes.” She pushes back against me, taking me deeper. “I’m ready for more.”

Damn, she’s already begging, and I’m just getting started. I pull my finger away and bury my head between her cheeks, giving her a thorough kiss. Rubbing my tongue back and forth over the spot, my dick making a mess of the sheets. I slide my hand under her body and find her clit, giving it some attention too. Making her squirm even more.

“Please, Officer. I need you to fuck me.”

Look who’s already relenting.

I sit up and grab my dick, easing off my own need with a few tight strokes as I reach over to the nightstand and grab the lube. “For someone so stubborn, you sure do give in rather quickly.” I rub the smooth liquid over my skin, getting my cock nice and ready, then rub my lubed fingers over her entrance. This time I push two fingers inside and it drives her up onto her knees, thighs spread wide, body needing to be filled.

I pull out and line myself up, done with waiting. Ever since our phone call this afternoon, I’ve needed this, but I wanted to wine and dine my girl first. But all throughout dinner, she was a naughty girl. Sneaking her hand under the table, her fingers making it near impossible to swallow my food. I was about ten seconds away from fucking her on the table. But then that phone of hers went off again and her mood shifted. I’m not sure what the fuck that brother of hers wants, but if he doesn’t leave my girl alone, I’ll arrest his ass for harassment.

“Bentley,” she whimpers as I start to push past her tight ring, slowly sinking in. Damn, she’s a snug fit. Makes me lose my sexual mind as she strangles the pleasure right out of me. I slide back out and begin my steady rhythm. Easing in, easing out. Her body loosening as she nears her climax. I reach under her and rub at her other entrance, feeling how nice and slick she is. Her moans are wild, and her hips start pushing back against me. When I slide my fingers into her pussy, it’s game on. She goes buck wild. Slamming back into me. Screaming for me to fuck her harder, so I do. I drill into her, losing my grip on my restraint. Feeling her tight pussy, hearing her screams, my cock being fucked so fucking good I’m sent right over the edge. And thank fuck, because her pussy clenches around my fingers and I feel her flood my hand right as my seed floods her ass.

My body gets taken for a ride, like I’m tossed in a dryer of pleasure, being tumbled in the heat and coming out feeling warm and feeling good. Goddamn, she never ceases to amaze me. Every time I’m with her feels like the first time. And sex just keeps getting better and better.

She collapses beneath me, and I pull out, laying by her side and tucking her into me. Her head turns to the side, eyes slowly opening and then she melts my heart. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too, baby.”

Her eyes close and it’s mere seconds when her breathing evens out and she’s sound asleep. I pull up the blanket, covering her up, hearing her phone going off again in her purse. If I weren’t a good man, I’d reach in and find out what the fuck her brother wants. But I’m not going to snoop. I’m going to respect her privacy and let her tell me when she wakes.

But when her phone starts blowing up, my morality cracks. Something’s not passing the sniff test, and I need to find out exactly why he’s being so fucking persistent. I won’t grab her phone and get caught in the act of breaking her trust, but I will hack into his phone and find out why the fuck he’s bothering my girl.

I quietly retrieve my phone from my forgotten pants and pull up my email. There’s one man who will be able to get me the information I need. He’s an ex-con who if you ask me should’ve never been locked up. The guy was bullied so bad as a kid he has a scar down his face and another down his neck. Not to mention all the scars I saw on his back. The way I see it, his crime was justice. He hacked into his attacker’s computer and decided to seek retribution for what the rich prick did to him back in high school. But he got caught siphoning money from the fucker’s account and was sent away for five years. I told him on the day he was released that if he ever found himself in trouble with the law again to call me, or if he ever needed anything at all to call me, and he told me that if I ever needed him to hack into any system that exists to give him a shout. Since that day, he’s been a paid employee, helping us take down one sick judge and help free the innocent men the fucker put away.

Monk,

Know it’s late, man. But I have a favor to ask. Need you to retrieve text messages from a phone. Name is Derek Boden. Attaching information with phone number. Want all messages, but specifically the ones he’s sent to this number: 555-218-9890. This is a rush order, will pay double.

I press send and wait, but when my email goes unopened, I figure he’s in bed. With nothing for me to do tonight, I put my phone down and snuggle up with my girl. If I had to make a guess, I’m guessing she told him that she doesn’t want to see him anymore, and his narcissistic ass is having a hard time understanding why someone doesn’t want him in their life. If he doesn’t ease off, I’ll talk to my girl about getting a restraining order. Don’t want his toxicity bringing her down. Like she said, I’m her family now. And family should protect and support, not leave their sister on the side of the road in the middle of the night.

She shifts in my arms, and I hold her tighter. I’m never going to let anyone hurt her ever again.