Illicit (4 page)

“I like movies and books, but I’m also pretty active. I like snow skiing, not that I get a lot of chances to do that, and I really like the water. Swimming, boating, going to the beach.”

He smiled. “That’s why you like our pool so much.”

“Yeah. I’d love to have a pool right outside the door like that.” She swirled her finger around the rim of her glass. “So what about you?”

“I grew up in New York. I moved out here about eight years ago, just before I joined the force.”

“You’re a long way from home. Do you miss your family?”

“No. Connor and Travis are the only family I need.”

His expression closed up as soon as she mentioned his family. She’d have loved to ask him more about them but sensed he wouldn’t appreciate it.

“Hey there, do you mind if we join you?”

She glanced up and saw Connor approaching the table, Travis by his side.

“It turns out we have about twenty minutes to kill before the movie.”

Erik glanced at her questioningly, and she nodded. The two men sat down, Connor beside her and Travis beside Erik.

The waitress stopped by to take their drink orders.

Then the four of them chatted for a bit about the movie the guys were going to go see.

“So how long have you all known each other?” Lindsay asked.

“Travis and I have known each other for seven years,” Connor answered, “and we met Erik five years ago.”

“Connor and I met at the university,” Travis said, “then became roommates after we graduated. We met Erik at a party.”

“Yeah, you could say that.” Erik turned to her, a big grin on his face. “I was actually on duty and came to break up a fight at said party.”

Her gaze flicked to Connor and Travis. “Were you two in the fight?”

“No, we were trying to break it up when he arrived,” Travis said.

Erik nodded. “They’d been drinking so they weren’t being all that effective, but everything settled down when my partner and I arrived, so we didn’t have to arrest anyone. I saw these two in the coffee shop near the campus a few times after that,” he continued, “and we got to talking, and wound up becoming friends.”

Connor chuckled. “And more.”

“Well, you’ve seen the man in his uniform.” Travis grinned.

She loved that they were so open and easy about their sexual interest in each other.

Lindsay smiled. “It’s true. He does look pretty good in that uniform.”

The thought of him in his dark blue shirt, stretched taut over his big chest, badge gleaming, and a look of authority in his eyes set her blood simmering. She imagined him ordering her to turn around and rest her hands on the table, then running his hands up and down her body, searching her. His fingers would glide over her breasts and pat them. Her nipples hardened at the thought of his big, masculine hands squeezing lightly before continuing down her hips, then over her ass.

Erik’s gaze shifted to hers, and his eyes seemed to darken.

“Hey, how can you sit here with such a beautiful woman and not ask her to dance?” Travis asked.

“That’s a great idea,” Erik said, his gaze boring into her.

She shifted her focus from Erik’s searing gaze to Connor. “But you two are only here for a little while.” Although Lindsay would love to be in Erik’s arms right now, she didn’t want to be rude.

“Forget about that,” Connor said. “We have to get going anyway.” He drained his beer and stood up. “Ready, Travis?”

Travis stood up, too. “You two have fun.” Then he followed Connor from the bar.

“Well, would you like to dance?” Erik asked.

She smiled and extended her hand.

He took it in his and led her to the dance floor. His big fingers wrapped around hers sent heat thrumming through her. He took her in his arms, drawing her close to his solid body, and she settled her hand on his broad, muscular shoulder. Her breath caught. He was so big and so … masculine. She felt tiny and very feminine in his strong arms. He guided her around the dance floor with a masterful authority and she found herself longing to be mastered by him in other ways.

After a couple of songs, they returned to the table and had another drink, then when a slow, romantic song came on, he asked her to dance again. She was feeling more relaxed with him and she rested her head against his shoulder. He held her close, his solid chest tight against her. Her insides melted at the heat of him and she had to suppress her desire to nuzzle his neck.

“You feel so good against me,” he murmured.

“Mmm, you, too.”

His lips nuzzled her temple and shivers danced along her spine. After a couple more songs, her body was quivering with need. She couldn’t help imagining his lips moving along her cheek, then finding her lips. His tongue slipping into her mouth and exploring while his hard body pressed even tighter against her.

“You know,” he murmured against her ear, “Connor and Travis will be out for several hours. The penthouse is empty if you’d like to go back for a drink. We could sit out by the pool. Maybe go for a swim.”

“That sounds like a great idea.” Though swimming was the last thing on her mind.

He led her from the floor and returned to their seats. He tossed some money on the table, then she grabbed her purse and followed him from the bar. The warm air outside did nothing to cool down the desire burning within her. Soon they were in his building with the elevator doors closing behind them.

He gazed at her, his eyes like burning embers, but he didn’t make a move toward her. The previous two times she’d been in an elevator with him and his two friends, steamy fantasies had danced through her head. Now that she’d felt his body against her for real on the dance floor, and experienced his lips on her skin, she could hardly contain herself. She quivered with desire.

But he was holding back. Being a perfect gentleman.

The hell with this.
She stepped forward and rested her hands on his muscular shoulders, then lifted her face to his.

“Kiss me.”

Four

Lindsay watched his eyes darken as his arms wrapped around her, then his mouth captured hers in a passionate kiss. His lips were firm and confident as they moved on hers, then his tongue glided into her mouth and swirled inside, taking her breath away.

Too soon, the elevator doors opened, but he scooped her up and carried her into the apartment, then headed toward the couch.

“No. The bedroom.” She knew where this was going and didn’t want the other two men walking in on them.

He smiled broadly and changed course. In moments, he set her on his bed.

She gazed up at him, her breathing erratic, and started to unbutton her blouse. He knelt in front of her.

“Let me.”

Slowly, he unfastened her buttons, one by one, revealing the swell of her breasts. When he was done, he parted the fabric. Her nipples hardened as his gaze ran over her blue lace–clad breasts, his eyes full of admiration. He leaned in and nuzzled her neck, then gazed down at her breasts again.

“You’re so beautiful.”

The words made her feel beautiful, and so did the way he was staring at the outline of her swelling nipples.

She slipped the blouse from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, then stood up and unfastened her jeans. He watched with avid interest as she dropped them to the floor, revealing her tiny, blue lace panties.

“Now you,” she said.

Lindsay licked her lips, longing to see the broad muscular chest hugged by the striped cotton fabric.

Standing in front of her, he unfastened his top button, then the second, revealing tanned flesh. Her throat went dry as he continued downward. He dropped the shirt over his shoulders and let it slip away, revealing a broad, muscular chest and tight ridges of muscle defining his abs. She stared at him, salivating, her insides flashing with heat like a wildfire.

He unfastened his pants and pushed them to the ground, then stepped out of them. She stared at the huge bulge in his boxers, showing her exactly how much he wanted her. She almost giggled in delight.

He stepped closer and stroked her hair behind her ear. Her nipples swelled at his touch, and she longed for him to caress them. He cupped her face, then his lips meshed with hers.

Heat blazed through her and her inner passage clenched as she longed for his cock to be inside her. His tongue slid along the seam of her mouth and she opened, then her tongue dodged out to meet his. They tangled together, then he pulled her closer as he drove into her mouth. She ran her fingers through his short hair and she murmured as sweet yearning pulsed through her.

When he released her mouth, she sucked in air. He stroked down her neck to the swell of her breast, then glided his finger along the edge of the lace cup of her bra. She wanted him to slip underneath and touch her naked flesh. He dipped his head to kiss her neck, his lips fluttering along her skin.

Behind him, she noticed his dark blue police hat sitting on the top of his armoire and images of him when he arrived at the penthouse in his uniform sent heat thrumming through her. He had been so big and sexy and … authoritative, standing there in his blue uniform, with his brimmed hat and his badge.

He lifted his head and gazed at her. “You like the fact I’m a police officer.”

“How did you know that’s what I was thinking?”

He turned to the armoire and grabbed his hat. “You’re looking at this, right?” He placed it on his head and her breath caught.

She nodded, unable to utter a word as he approached her. He was a cop. His big, broad chest was naked. A huge erection pushed at his boxers. And he was about to have sex with her.

He grinned. “You know, it’s okay. Cops are allowed to have sex. Especially when they’re off duty.”

She nodded again.

He laughed and pulled her into his arms, then captured her lips. She could barely catch her breath as his tongue stormed her mouth, his arms tightening to crush her against his solid chest.

When he released her, she gazed up at him and licked her lips.

His smile faded as he took on a serious expression and backed her toward the bed. “Ma’am, you’re acting very suspicious.”

She stopped when she bumped against the bed. He towered over her, the glint of amusement in his blue eyes a contradiction to his stern expression.

“I’m afraid I’ll have to strip-search you.”

He reached behind her and unfastened her bra with one quick flick, then he eased the straps from her shoulders. He didn’t pull it away, though, so she drew in a deep breath and dropped it to the floor. His hot gaze dropped to her naked breasts and her nipples swelled in response. His big hands cupped her and she felt faint with desire.

With one hand on her shoulder, he pressed her to a sitting position, then onto her back. He crouched between her knees and caressed her breasts, sending thrilling sensations dancing through her. His hands patted down her sides and over her hips, then he tucked his fingers under the elastic of her panties and drew them down and off. His hot gaze on her exposed folds made her melt inside.

“Officer, are you going to put me in jail?” She gazed up at him innocently.

He smiled. “Not if you cooperate.”

She rested her hand on his chest and drifted downward, loving the feel of his hard muscles beneath her fingertips. “Of course, Officer. I’ll do anything you want.”

He stood up and she continued gliding down his stomach, then over the big bulge straining at his boxers. He groaned as she reached inside and wrapped her fingers around his thick, hot flesh. She drew out his cock and gazed at it. He was so big, and hard as marble. She leaned forward and licked the mushroom-shaped crown, to his groan of appreciation.

“Do you like that, Officer?”

“Oh, yeah.”

She wrapped her lips around him, swallowing the crown into her mouth. She drew him in deeper, then eased back. At the same time, she tucked her hands under his balls and fondled them.

“Stop, ma’am. I have other business to attend to first.”

Lindsay gazed up at him in surprise, allowing his cock to slip from her lips. He knelt down and cupped her breast, then licked her hard nipple. As she gazed down, watching his head switch between her nipples, all she could see was the top of his blue cap. Then he sucked her nipple and her head fell back as she moaned. He switched and sucked the other nipple, then kissed down her stomach. He pressed her thighs wide, then he leaned toward her folds. The brim of his hat pressed on her stomach and the hat toppled from his head onto her ribs. His mouth covered her folds, then his tongue flicked inside her, sending pleasure quivering through her. She grabbed the hat, which was blocking her view, and tossed it aside.

He lifted her legs and rested them over his shoulders, giving him better access. He drove his tongue deep into her, then licked the length of her slit. With his thumbs, he parted the petals of flesh and licked the delicate button within.

“Oh, yes.”

As he licked, he glided two fingers inside her and stroked her passage. She arched against him, wanting more. His fingers slid into her again and again as his tongue cajoled her sensitive nub. She grasped his head, forking her fingers through his short hair, holding him close to her. Suddenly, the rising pleasure burst through her and she cried out in orgasm.

He lifted his head and smiled at her.

She opened her arms to him. “Oh, God, please fuck me.”

He wrapped his hands around her waist and guided her farther onto the bed, then grabbed a condom from his bedside table. He rolled it on, then prowled over her. She licked her lips at the sight of him grasping his big cock and pressing it to her folds. It was hard and hot as it pushed against her. Her slick flesh offered no resistance as it parted to allow him entry.

He drove forward and she gasped.

“You feel so good around me.” He captured her lips, his tongue diving into her.

When he released her, she sucked in air as she stared up at him. She couldn’t believe this sexy police officer had his cock deep inside her. She arched against him, pushing him deeper still, and he groaned.

He smiled and nuzzled her neck. “You are cooperative, aren’t you?”

Then he drew back and drove deep again. His big cock stroked her insides as he glided in and out, pumping into her with powerful thrusts. She clung to his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his hips, opening herself wider to him. His cock drove in even deeper and she gasped.