Page 40 of Anything Goes

Slowly, I cupped her breast and toyed with her nipples with my fingertips. Knowing that she was officially mine sent a new wave of energy through my body. I could feel her pussy making its way back on my dick and I was ready for round two. But before we could go too far, her cell rang.

She shook her head. “I’m not answering that.”

“Who is it?”

“Latrell’s mother,” she replied. “I can tell by the ringtone. If she’s calling me at this time of night, that means she’s been talking to him. I’m in too good of a mood to have my night ruined by talking to her.”

“Cool, then don’t answer it. Fuck them and their bullshit.”

“Exactly.”

I squeezed her ass cheeks, prompting her to slide up and down on my dick. But once again, we were interrupted by her cell.

“Fuck!” I groaned. “Don’t they got better shit to be doing at this time of night?”

“Hell no! Harassing me is their specialty.”

“Yeah, well, they need to get a handle on it before harassment ends up being what their ass is charged with.”

Rising up just a little, Alauni positioned herself right on the tip of my shit. “Hmm…does that mean you’re going to make an arrest?”

“If I still had my badge and my gun, then yeah, but you know I gave that up.”

“Do you still have the cuffs?”

“I’m sure your freaky ass would love it if I did, but no, I don’t.”

Frowning, she sighed. “Damn, I was looking forward to being locked up tonight.”

“That can still be arranged. You know I’ve got other ways of doing that.”

“Oh yeah? Show me.”

Tossing her on her back, I pulled her wrists above her head and crossed one over the other. “With pleasure.”

14

Alauni

“You can stop trying to front like you’re sleep,” Law whispered while tightening his arms around my waist.

Smiling, I rolled over to meet his gaze.

I had no clue what time it was, but I hoped it wasn’t morning yet. The idea of untangling myself from his grasp and being anywhere other than his bed seemed so daunting.

I wanted to be enveloped in the thickness of his arms until all of my energy was depleted. But I knew that wasn’t realistic. We both had jobs to do, and if I didn’t get out of his apartment soon, I was going to be forced to wear the same clothes that I’d worn the day before, which was way too embarrassing to think about.

“You’re right, I wasn’t sleep. It’s hard to get too comfortable when I know I have to leave,” I said.

“You don’t have to leave.”

“Yes, I do.” Turning over, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and glanced at the screen. “It's five in the morning.”

“And? It’s still early.”

“Maybe for you. But an hour from now, I'm usually waking up to start my day. I can't afford to be behind. The traffic from my apartment to the school is ridiculous.”

Before he could respond, my cell started going off.