U-Turn

by Maren Lee

  She rolled into Imminence fifty-four minutes later. It was a record time for her, but super risky, especially if her brother had been on shift. Knowing her luck, he would’ve pulled her over while she was driving Ryan’s Jeep and then she really would have had some explaining to do.

  Ryan had two parking spots reserved for his apartment. They were both empty, so she pulled into one. She checked her phone.

  RB: Hey babe. Running late. Be home in an hour.

  She looked at her watch. Plenty of time for her to call her parents. She walked into the apartment and flipped on a few lights. It was bland. Sparse. Even on a limited budget, Ryan could do better than this. Maybe they could look at renting a house together? Woah, slow your roll, girl! It’s only been a few days! As much as Katie wanted to tell her inner self to fuck off, she knew she needed to keep a level head and not make any rash decisions. Did she need to get her own place right away, though? She could commute for a bit. Gas and pitching in on Ryan’s rent would be cheaper than a new apartment. She could save up some money. She’d just need to spice his place up a bit, hang a few pictures, toss a few colorful throw pillows onto the couch – ones that didn’t come with it as purchased. Ryan’s place just needed to be made into a home. Even if she wasn’t going to be living here long term, Ryan deserved it. Nothing crazy. She shrugged and dialed her parents’ number.

  “Hey, Mom.”

  “Katie, I’ve been trying to call you to get flight details worked out for Seattle. Where have you been, girl?”

  “Shit, I’m sorry, Mom. I had to get a new phone and change my number, too. I have some news. Are you sitting down?”

  “Oh, lord.”

  Katie took a deep breath. “I broke up with Brian.”

  Katie heard a whoosh of breath on her mom’s side of the line.

  “You there, Mom?”

  “Sorry, baby. Yes. Are you okay?”

  “I’m fine. It just wasn’t going to work out.”

  “Well, I have to say I’m slightly relieved. But where are you going to live?”

  “I’m staying with a friend right now until I can find a new place.” Not exactly a lie.

  “Oh, Katie. I know this probably hurts, but it’s all for the best. Good thing I didn’t buy those plane tickets already, huh?” Her mom laughed.

  It doesn’t actually hurt. If her mother only knew the whole story. “Thanks, Mom. I’m going to need my truck back, though. My new car was in Brian’s name.” If there was a lecture in here from her mom, it would be from that reveal.

  “Oh, honey. Never let a man do that to you.” Yep, there it is.

  “I know, Mom. But he surprised me with a new car, so I had no say in it,” she defended herself.

  “Never trust a man who doesn’t give you a say in something.”

  “Yeah, I know, Mom. So my friend and I can come to Challis this weekend to pick up my truck if you aren’t coming over here for anything anytime soon.”

  “Oh, honey. We’ll be in town in a few weeks to watch Bennett while Jake and Lane go on a much needed weekend away. How about we bring your truck then? Can you wait that long?”

  Much easier.

  “Yes! That would be awesome. Thank you! Hey, and I haven’t told Jake yet, so if you can keep this on the D-L until I get a chance to talk to him, I would appreciate it.”

  “Katie Alexandra Hamilton, is there more to this story that you’re not telling me?”

  Katie smiled. “Yes, but all you need to know is that I don’t want Jake to roll into town and try to kick Brian’s ass.”

  “I’ll leave that part out when I tell your father as soon as he gets home from the HOA meeting. He’s going to be so happy to hear this. He never liked this Brian guy.”

  “He’s never met Brian, Mom.”

  “Exactly.”

  She has a point.

  “Love you, Mom.”

  “Love you, baby.”

  Katie hung up the phone. If Ryan wasn’t going to be home for a little while, she was going to take a nap. She stripped down to her bikini cut panties and sports bra and slipped under the covers. She grabbed Ryan’s pillow and pulled it tightly against her. She took a deep breath and inhaled his scent and closed her eyes. It was like a shot of morphine. Every muscle in her body relaxed as she drifted off to sleep.

  ➰

  Court earlier today had fucked up his schedule. But the good news was that the stinky pothead who consented to a search pleaded guilty. Smart move, Lane. He was slightly disappointed he didn’t get to spar with the master defense attorney herself. Since she and Jake had gotten married, the department had gone from completely hating her and wanting to fuck with her out of spite to actually really liking her, but still wanting to fuck with her just to prove she couldn’t win them all.

  Ryan looked at the clock. Fuck, it was 8 o’clock at night, a half an hour later than he’d told Katie he’d be home.

  Fuck it. The reports can wait until tomorrow.

  It felt good to have her at home waiting for him, though; he couldn’t lie about that. Leaving work to go home to an empty apartment was never fun. He was never in a hurry. Now he couldn’t wait. He checked out of the Sheriff's Office and headed home.

  Was Katie home? He could see from the parking lot that the lights in his apartment were off. But his Jeep was in its spot. So he pulled into the spot to the left of it and hurriedly ran up the stairs to his place. He unlocked the door and walked in, checking his surroundings for any sign of her. Nothing in the kitchen or living room. She wasn’t in the bathroom either. The door to his room was slightly ajar. He pushed it open. There she was. Sleeping like an angel snug in his bed. His cock went hard just looking at her. He wanted to wake her up and fuck her brains out, but he knew she was probably exhausted.

  He decided to order dinner before waking her up. Pizza sounded amazing, so he called up Lorenzo’s and ordered his and Katie’s special: half pepperoni for her, half Hawaiian for him. Katie thought pineapple on pizza was a capital offense, but she let him get away with it.

  There weren’t many options in Imminence. Gino Lorenzo’s was everyone’s favorite. Delivery was going to be about forty-five minutes. Perfect.

  Ryan walked back into the bedroom and stripped off his duty belt, vest, boots, and shirt. He left on his 5.11 pants just in case the delivery guy was early and he needed to answer the door.

  He lifted the covers and slid in behind Katie. Mmmmmm. She was so soft and warm. He kissed her neck softly. Gave her a little nibble. A flick of the tongue. She moaned softly as she pulled herself out of her sleepy state, turning her body so she was laying flat on her back. Ryan kissed her jaw line, following it to her earlobe, and then down her neck. He looked at her sports bra. Too much fabric. Ryan moved on top of her and grabbed his pocket knife from the night stand, opened it, pulled the spandex fabric away from her skin and carefully cut the fabric in one smooth motion from the bottom of the bra to the top. Right between her breasts. Free at last. He watched them bounce as the fabric snapped to the side. His cock went as hard as a light pole looking at her beautiful skin. Much better.

  “Ryan! What the hell? That’s the only sports bra I have with me!”

  “Sorry baby, I needed to get at these beautiful mounds.” He leaned down and sucked her right nipple into his mouth. If his mouth had been bigger, he would have sucked her whole tit into it. He moved to her left and gave it similar attention.

  Katie gasped. “Fuck. I love that.” She pushed her hips up to meet the hardness in his pants that was being smashed against his zipper.

  Ryan moved onto his knees and grabbed her panties on each side.

  “Do not rip them!” Katie demanded. He could tell she was only pretending to be angry. There was a twinkle in her eye and a ghost of a smile on her lips.

  He wiggled his eyebrows at her as he pulled her panties off.

  Ryan slid off the end of the bed and pulled Katie to the edge, her ass nearly hanging off the side of the
bed. He placed her knees on his shoulders and began nibbling and kissing his way to her core.

  “You smell so fucking delicious, angel.” Ryan slipped his tongue between her folds stroked her hard. “You taste fucking amazing, too.”

  “God, that’s so hot.” Katie placed her hands on her breasts and began rubbing them, pulling on her already taut nipples.

  “There’s my naughty girl. Rub those tits for me.” He buried his face in her wetness and latched onto her clit, sucking softly, then flicking it with his tongue. He moved his left hand in between her legs and pressed his first two fingers deep into her wet cunt and began a come hither motion with his fingers.

  “Ry,” she gasped. “I’m gonna come. Finger my pussy harder, baby.”

  He flicked her clit with his tongue while he moved his fingers inside of her faster. Harder.

  He could feel her muscles clenching against his fingers as she came undone and gripped his hair in her hands, almost painfully. He stayed put while she convulsed, helping her through the aftershocks of her orgasm. Then he pulled his fingers out and licked them clean. He moved his mouth back between her legs and licked up the juices dripping from her.

  She flinched and tried to close her legs on him. “Shit. I’m sensitive,” her voice trembled.

  “Fucking delicious.” He kissed the inside of her thighs and slowly moved her legs down from his shoulders. He smiled. “Honey, I’m home,” he sing-songed his greeting.

  Katie smiled back. “Well, hello to you, too.”

  “Best fucking way to end the workday. Ever.”

  “Agreed. How about I return the favor and suck you off?”

  Mmmmm. Very tempting.

  “As tempting as that is, I’ve got pizza on the way. Food first?”

  Katie groaned, as if she hadn’t just had a mind blowing orgasm. “Pizza? I think I just came again.”

  Ryan laughed. “Wow, if you’ll come for pizza, there’s no telling what you’ll do for lobster.”

  “Definitely anal.” Katie winked.

  Ryan laughed. “I am the luckiest sonofabitch on this earth.”

  “That you are, sir. You’re even lucky enough to go buy me a new sports bra.” She raised an eyebrow at him.

  “Sorry about that. Heat of the moment, crazy shit happens.” He put his hands up defensively

  “So…speaking of crazy shit…” Katie’s face dropped. Her demeanor changed. Her brow furrowed.

  Oh god. What?

  “Someone may have keyed your Jeep in the parking lot at work.” She covered her eyes. “I’m so sorry, Ryan. I’ll get it fixed.”

  Oh, is that all?

  He chuckled “It sucks, but it’s okay, honey. I’m not worried about it. It’s fixable.”

  “How are you just so cool about this? If it were my brother, he’d be pissed.”

  “Wisdom, baby.”

  “Yeah, well. I haven’t told you what it says yet.”

  “It says something?” Oh, hell no.

  “Bitch.”

  Fuck.

  “Are you fucking kidding me?” Ryan was going to blow his lid. Someone was calling his Katie a bitch?

  “Ah, there it is. I knew you would be mad.” Katie looked remorseful. “I’m so sorry, Ryan.”

  “Stop. You have nothing to be sorry about. I’m not mad about my Jeep. I can buff that out this weekend. Jeeps are fixable, baby. People aren’t. I’m mad that someone you work with is damaging property they think is yours and is calling you a bitch.”

  “It’s Brian.”

  “Really? I mean, I don’t know the guy. But this behavior seems beneath a 30-something-year-old doctor.”

  “Yeah, you don’t know him. This is totally his brand of petty.”

  Motherfucker.

  “I’m gonna fuck him up.”

  “Ryan, it’s not worth it. Please don’t.”

  Ryan’s doorbell started chiming. Pizza. He got up to get the door, paid the delivery guy, and set the pizza box on the coffee table. By the time he got a roll of paper towels from the kitchen, Katie had plopped on the couch, wearing nothing but one of Ryan’s t-shirts. Fucking beautiful woman.

  “I hope this is okay. It’s not exactly gourmet.” Ryan was suddenly feeling a little self-conscious that he hadn’t provided for her the way she’d been used to the past few months. He wasn’t exactly made of money. He wasn’t destitute, though; he earned a good income and had a little nest egg. But pizza on paper towels in his living room wasn’t impressive. She’d just broken up with a doctor, for fuck’s sake. Ugh.

  “I don’t actually like gourmet, Ryan. You know this. I’m an Idaho girl. This is my jam,” Katie said as she shoved a huge bite of pizza in her mouth. Seriously, she’s perfect. Don’t fuck this up, buddy. “Though I still find your use of fruit on pizza absolutely abhorrent.”

  She’s crazy.

  “What can I say? I love Hawaii.”

  Katie laughed. “I’ve never been there, but I’m pretty sure Hawaii refuses to claim this pizza as their own.”

  “I’ll have to take you someday and prove you wrong, then.” The thought of being on a beach somewhere with Katie made his dick hurt. Fuck. His parents had a vacation condo in Mexico. Maybe he could find a way to swing it this winter when they were sick of the cold and snow. It was almost September. That wasn’t too far off in the future.

  “I like that idea,” Katie grinned, eyes wide. “Hey, good news,” she said, her mouth full of pizza. “We don’t need to go to Challis to get my truck. My parents will be in town in a couple of weeks, so my mom said they could bring it. If I can use your Jeep until then?”

  “Of course you can. That’s easier than explaining to your parents why Jake’s friend is driving you and demanding to stay in your childhood bedroom with you.”

  Katie giggled. “Definitely easier. I was kinda looking forward to a road trip with you, though.”

  “We still have the weekend together. But I think we should just stay naked the whole time.”

  “Mmmmmm. That sounds like a good possibility.”

  ➰

  After they both stuffed their faces with pizza and cuddled on the couch, they watched a few more episodes of Chopped. An episode ended and Katie took the remote from him without any warning, flicking the television off. Maybe she’s tired.

  “How long are you in town, John?” she asked, her voice sultry. For a second Ryan was confused but a memory flickered in his brain and a split second later a slow grin crossed his face. Lucille. Katie’s high class call girl character. Mmmmmm. Nope, she’s not tired. Apparently role play was on the menu tonight.

  Let’s play.

  “Just tonight. I’m so glad you were available, Lucille.”

  Katie gave him a sexy smile and bit her bottom lip. She continued, “It’s been awhile since I’ve seen you. My prices have increased, but since you’re one of my all time favorites, I’ll give you a deal and suck your cock for $100.”

  Fucking hot.

  “Mmmmmm.” Ryan licked his lips. “I fucking love how you suck my dick, Lucy. How much if I want to come on your face?”

  Katie didn’t flinch. “Another $50, since I’ll have to redo my makeup before my next appointment.”

  Ryan grinned. “How much if I want you to swallow all my come and lick my dick clean?”

  “I’ll throw that in for free.”

  He raised an eyebrow. “You have an appointment after me? I was kind of hoping I could have you all night. How much for all night?”

  “Depends on what you want me to do all night.”

  “I want to make you come all night long while I fuck every single one of your holes.”

  “You can’t afford that, John.” Katie laughed.

  “I recently came into some money. Try me.”

  “$3,000.”

  “Cancel your next appointment. You’re mine tonight.”

  “John,” she challenged.

  “Lucille.”
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br />   “Ok. Take your cock out. Let’s get started.”

  That settles that.

  Ryan didn’t hesitate. He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled everything down just enough to pull out his already hard member. “Get on your knees and suck my dick you fucking beautiful whore.”

  “Patience, John. You may be paying me to service you, but this is my show.”

  “Wrong. I’m paying you three grand, baby. This is all me. I’m gonna fuck your face and then come all over it because you’re such a dirty little come slut.” Katie moaned as she got on her knees in front of him. Yeah, she fucking gets off on this. So do you. “You’re going to love every second of it because you love choking on my dick.”