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The thought, along with the smoky heat in his eyes caused her to shudder. She was almost there. She was almost to the precipice. She could see it, feel it crashing toward her. She—
And his leg was gone, his boot scraping the floor from a distance.
She gulped in deep breaths after getting over the shock of being left without the orgasm. Her body throbbed in need and she clawed at his arm, trying to pull him back.
“I told you. Not here. Not now.”
“B …” She swallowed, and fought to get her breathing under control.
“Bastard? I know. I shouldn’t have done that. It was cruel. But I told you no and you wouldn’t listen. You wouldn’t leave well enough alone.”
“I’ll just finish at home.”
“Like hell. You won’t finish without me. I’ll get you off when I leave work. I’ll come to you, shove my fingers up inside your hot cunt, and get you to cream in my palm.”
“You can’t tell me what to do, Mac. It doesn’t work like that.”
“It works exactly like that, Jackie. I promise you. But if you need to be proven wrong, go ahead and try. Try to get that pussy off without me. Let me know how it goes.”
This time, he did kiss her. His lips engulfed hers and his tongue brought much desired wetness to her mouth. He swept her up against his body and wrapped both arms around her. She stood stock still in his embrace, but he didn’t let that stop him.
Of course, her participating in the kiss didn’t stop him either. She couldn’t help it. She’d wanted his kiss for so many days she couldn’t count that high.
Her tongue tangled with his and her belly tightened when he sucked her tongue into his mouth, hard, deep.
He eased up, his lips lingering on hers, until he finally pulled away.
“Even more gorgeous now with my kiss on you.”
“Jerk.”
Mac laughed and unwound his arms from her waist, but held her until she was steady on her feet. She might have wanted heels earlier, but she was happy with flats at the moment.
“That’s better than bastard.”
“How will you know if I come later?”
“I’ll see it in your face. You’ll feel guilty for not following my instructions.”
“Instructions? What makes you think you can order me around?”
“Not ordering you, Princess. Strongly suggesting. There’s a difference.”
If she thought about it, she’d see that he was right. There was a difference. But she didn’t want to give in right then. “I guess we’ll see, won’t we?”
“I guess we will. Now, off with you. I have things to do. I’ll stop byKatzlater.”
He left the jail cell without another glance. She could finally breathe with ease again, but damn him, she’d give anything to have that closed in, heady feeling right back.
Mac hid in the breakroom until he no longer heard her shoes clicking against the floor as she walked. Then he hid out a bit more until he was certain she wouldn’t come back.
She caught him off guard by showing up. She tilted his axis when she said she wanted to have sex in the jail cell.
She called him a bastard for pulling away when she was so close to coming and he couldn’t agree more. He was definitely a bastard.
But much as the idea of fucking her inside the cell turned him on, the truth was as he’d said. Anyone could walk into the station. The cells were in plain view of anyone and everyone who came in. There was no way and nowhere to hide. He wouldn’t do that to her or the department. He valued both too much to have their integrity challenged.
He popped another pod into the single cup coffee pot and pressed the top down. Pretty soon, the room filled the scent of rich, dark coffee. His other cup had gotten cold while he spent time with Jackie and he hated reheated coffee. It was disgusting.
He took a deep inhale when it was finished brewing and made his way back to his desk.
He could still feel her in his hands. He could still taste her on his lips and tongue. He could still hear her breathing echoing through the large room.
He took a chance and peeked out the between the window blinds. Her car was nowhere in sight and he exhaled a sigh of relief.
She hadn’t lingered.
And he hadn’t lied. He’d get her off later when they were both off work. It would be worth it. He’d waited this long.
She could wait a little longer.
