U-Turn

by Maren Lee

  “Look at them!” she declared as she gestured. “I’m so happy for you both. Come on, Jake. It’s two of our favorite people. And they’re happy and in love. How is this not great?”

  Jake shook his head. “Jesus. Well, I have no choice and I love my sister. So I guess let’s order some fuckin’ food and booze and play some pool. Ryan, you hurt my sister, I will destroy you. Got it?”

  “Got it.”

  “Yay!” Lane cheered.

  Katie smiled and leaned in to kiss Ryan on the cheek. She nuzzled his neck. Lane sighed. Jake turned his head.

  “We good, man?” Ryan asked.

  “Good enough for now,” Jake responded and laughed, seemingly resigning himself to the inevitable.

  Thank fuck.

  ➰

  “You’re. Moving. In. With. Me.” Ryan said on each thrust. He had Katie bent over the arm of his couch, her jeans and underwear pulled down her thighs just enough for him to get his dick inside of her. Both of them were still fully clothed down to their shoes. The second they walked in the door, he had to have her. He wasted no time.

  “Oh my god. Oh my god,” she chanted.

  “Did you hear me?”

  “Yesssssss,” she hissed.

  Ryan smacked her ass. “You’re mine. This is our apartment now. Got it?”

  “Got it,” she moaned, as he thrust his dick inside of her again.

  Ryan grunted as he pulled out and thrust back in. Hard. God, he was fucking her so hard he was afraid they might break the arm off the couch. But he didn’t care. They could buy a new fucking couch. Tonight was a turning point. He’d officially claimed her in public. So he was gonna claim her in their living room.

  “Tip your hips a little, baby. I need to pound that pussy deeper,” he requested. She complied. Fuck, the way it opened her up made the slide and glide in and out even smoother. “God dammit, I love you,” he ground out as he slammed back inside.

  “Holy fuck!” she shouted. “I love you, too.”

  He spanked her ass again. She groaned in approval. “Fuck, this pussy is so good. Such a dirty little slut, taking my dick.”

  “I fucking love your dick.”

  “Your pussy was soaking wet before I even had your pants pulled down.”

  “I’ve been thinking about this – oh god!” He drove back in and hit her just right. “I’ve been thinking about your dick since we left the bar,” she said as she tried to catch her breath.

  “My dick was so hard and ready the second we walked in. Been thinking about fucking you since I saw you in these boots.” He continued his assault on her core. Fuck. She felt so good. But he needed to kiss her while he was fucking her. He reached down and grabbed her blonde ponytail, pulling her up gently until her back was pressed to his front. He pulled his dick out slowly and then slammed back up and in.

  “Fuck, Ryan.”

  He pulled out and pushed up and in again. “Need your lips, honey.”

  She turned her head to the left and looked back and up at him. He devoured her. She tasted like the wine she’d been drinking at the bar. Soft and sweet. But yet she still needed to be fucked hard. He pulled away from her lips and pulled his dick all the way out of her pussy.

  “Get your clothes off. I want you naked.” They both frantically took off boots and socks and jeans and underwear and shirts. She stood before him, completely naked. Her bare pussy glistening. Fuck, he wanted to paint it with his come. He licked his lips. “You look good enough to eat.”

  “So eat me.” She raised her eyebrow and sat down on the arm of the couch and spread her legs.

  Fuck. He dropped to his knees, flipped her legs over his shoulders, and latched onto her clit with his mouth.

  “Oh fuck,” she cried out in pleasure as she fisted his hair and pulled his face closer to her pussy. Ryan inserted two fingers into her tight channel and finger fucked her while he sucked.

  “Oh god. Oh god. Oh god,” she moaned. He could feel her cunt tightening around his fingers.

  “Come on, Katie. Come on my fingers, my naughty little slut.”

  “Ohhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk,” she exlaimed. Ryan felt the gush around his fingers, the pulsing of her vaginal walls. He loved it when Katie came. He sucked and licked her through her convulsions and then removed her legs from his shoulders. When he came up, he realized Katie had given up sitting on the arm of the couch and had completely laid back on it, her ass still on the arm, her legs now draped off the side.

  “You good, honey?”

  “Holy shit, I think I might have completely blacked out. God damn, Ryan.”

  He grinned. “Not apologizing for making you come hard.”

  Katie laughed. “Please don’t ever apologize for that.” She looked up at him. “You still need to come hard,” she looked at his rock solid dick. “Let’s head to the bedroom. I wanna ride your dick while you fuck my ass with that glass dildo.”

  Good lord. Ryan couldn’t stop himself from growling. Katie smiled and popped up from the couch and sashayed her fine ass into their bedroom. Their bedroom. Fucking right.

  ➰

  Katie grabbed the dildo and the lube out of the nightstand and handed it to her man, as he strode toward her, his hard-as-fuck cock bobbing against his stomach. The blunt head of his member was red and angry and still shiny from her juices.

  “Sit down with your back against the headboard,” she ordered. He complied. Of course he did. He’s about to get his dick wet again.

  Katie crawled up on him, straddling her legs, her tits in his face. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked. Hard. The pain zinged down her spine, straight to her pussy. She slowly lowered herself onto his dick.

  They groaned in pleasure together.

  “Mmmmm, your cock feels so good, baby.” She rose up and held the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy and kissed him. He grabbed her hips hard and pushed up while he pulled her down.

  “Love this pussy,” he whispered. “But hold still for a second.” Katie could hear him flip the lid on the lube open and squirt it onto the head of the dildo. His fingers breached her back entrance and she realized he’d lubed up his fingers too. He pushed in and out of her tight ring and then replaced his fingers with the hard head of the dildo, breaching her backside. Katie felt the pop as the head of the dildo entered her ass.

  Oh god. So full.

  She rose up and rode him as he pushed the dildo in and out of her back entrance.

  “Holy fuck.”

  “Feel good?”

  “So good.”

  “Mmmm. My bad girl likes a little double penetration.” He smacked her ass and she moaned.

  “Fuck, yes, I do.”

  “I can feel the dildo in your ass with my cock. Holy shit.”

  “Oh my god, Ryan. Keep fucking me.”

  He continued thrusting up and inside of her as she bounced on top of his body, rising and falling. He kept his thrusting motion timed with the in-and-out of the dildo. Her tits bounced in his face. Her moans filled the room. The sweat dripped off of them both. The smell of sex was already covering his sheets. Fuck. It was just too fucking much. “I’m gonna come, baby. Can’t hold back,” he warned.

  “Come all over me.”

  “Keep bouncing, baby. I’ll fucking paint you with my come.”

  “Mmmmmmmmm,” she moaned as she rose up and slammed down. Repeat.

  “Oh yeah, here it comes. Hop off, baby.”

  She pulled off his dick, with the dildo still in her ass, and rubbed her clit while Ryan jacked off. He came all over the entrance to her pussy and a few shots her her stomach. It was so fucking erotic. She continued rubbing her clit, rubbing his come into her folds.

  “Oh fuck, I’m coming again too.”

  “Yes, give me that,” Ryan hissed, still convulsing from his orgasm. “Fucking love you. Shit.”

  Katie brought her fingers up to her lips and sucked their combined juices off of them.


  So good.

  “God damn, you’re dirty.”

  Katie grinned. “You love it.”

  “You know I do.” He gently pulled the dildo out of her ass and set it on the nightstand.

  Katie rolled off and grabbed a t-shirt off the floor and wiped the come off of her pelvic region. She laid back down next to Ryan and snuggled into him. They were quiet for a few minutes. All of Katie’s thoughts rushed into her brain the second it recovered from that mind blowing orgasm. And so she spoke.

  “So, now you gotta meet my dad.”

  Awkward segue, Katie. But it didn’t faze Ryan.

  “Need to meet him before I ask you to marry me, anyway.”

  Holy shit.

  “You want that?”

  “What the fuck do you think I’ve been doing this whole time trying to win you back? Just messing around? I got a tattoo of you on my forearm, Katie.” She wasn’t looking at his face, but she could hear the smile in his voice, so she knew he was just teasing her.

  “No. I mean. I just thought you were telling me you’d get married if I’d come back to you. It seemed like something you’d do just because I want it. Just to keep me. But I want you to want it, too.”

  Ryan sat up and looked at her. “Honey, if I gave you that impression, I am so sorry. I want it. I want it more than anything. I want to marry you.”

  Oh my god. Katie felt like she was going to burst into tears. Her heart felt so full and happy.

  Ryan continued, “But I am not asking you to marry me until I talk to your dad.”

  She rolled her eyes instead of crying. “That’s so antiquated.”

  Ryan snorted. “Get used to it babe. I’m antiquated.” He laid back down next to her.

  Katie laughed and lightly smacked his arm. “Stop it, you are not. But seriously, you’ll win my dad over by asking him. You’ll win my mom over by letting her know that you realize I’m my own woman.”

  “Sounds easy enough. Don’t worry. I’ll charm your parents.”

  She knew he would. “I’m not worried. If we were able to diffuse Jake, we can diffuse my dad. He’s more wrapped around my finger than he likes to admit.”

  Ryan was silent for a minute and Katie wondered if he’d fallen asleep. But he spoke. “Do you want kids with me, Katie? I mean, I already have two that I’ll gladly share with you. But I mean, do you want to make a baby with me?”

  Fuck. He is so sweet.

  Katie sighed. “I don’t know. I mean, right now? No. I want to get a few more years of nursing under my belt. I’d like to be a flight nurse for Life Flight. Trying to do that with a baby? I can’t imagine. But will I want kids a few years from now? I have no idea. If it’s not what you want, though, I don’t want to throw this relationship away again because of that.”

  “Honey, I’m open. I don’t want to throw us away again because of that either. I love my kids. If they’re all I ever have, it’s enough for me as long as I have you. If you want to have kids with me, I’m open to that too. Kids are hard. They’re exhausting. But they’re totally worth it. And yeah, I’ll be an old dad, but it’ll just motivate me to stay in shape and stay healthy.”

  “I’m keeping the IUD in, so no worries for now. Whatever happens, happens. We can reevaluate later.”

  “Either way, babe.”

  “Thanks, honey. Wanna go shower before we hit the hay?”

  “Do you even need to ask that question?”

  Katie smiled. Nope. She didn’t.

  “Last one in makes breakfast in the morning!” she jumped up and ran into the bathroom.

  “Cheater!” he shouted after her.

  Yeah, she cheated. But she knew Ryan really didn’t care. He liked taking showers with her and he liked making breakfast.

  Chapter 24

  Jesus. Smitty couldn’t believe the shit that had gone down. Jake’s little sister and one of his much older colleagues were an item. But he’d witnessed their official “outing” at the Cadillac last night and, dammit, if they didn’t look pretty good together. To each his own.

  Smitty just hoped that it wouldn’t cause a tense working environment among Jake, Ryan and Wesson. Smitty shook his head and laughed. Wesson was his best friend. And as his best friend, he knew pretty much everything about him. Wesson fucking hated secrets, so he imagined that Wesson had been tortured by having to hold this information close to the vest.

  Today, though, they were working against the clock. Ryan was on desk duty and pissed as hell he wasn’t going to get a piece of the action. Brenden sent Smitty and Wesson on a mission to grab Jake. They’d heard he was at his wife’s office for lunch. And Smitty never missed an opportunity to flirt with Lane’s assistant, Anne, so he was more than happy to go track Jake down.

  He stepped out of his rig and and gave a chin tip to Wesson. “We got this set up?”

  They were staging a bust and the arrest of an FBI plant today. Officers of the Bounty County Sheriff’s Department, along with Carter Jones, the county prosecuting attorney, Lane at the public defender’s office (they needed someone to fake-defend the plant), a few select individuals with the Montana Department of Corrections, a few specially trained officers from the Yellowstone County Sheriff’s Department, and agents of the Federal Bureau of Motherfuckin’ Investigation had all been working together on this sting. They wanted to make this whole operation look real, starting with the drug bust and arresting the plant. Following a few hearings and a transport, the undercover officer would officially be an inmate at MSP. That would put him in place to work from the inside for as long as his sentence, if he needed to.

  Smitty hadn’t met him yet, and wouldn’t until he was shoving him in the back of his squad car and hauling him to jail to wait for arraignment, but he already knew the guy must be a badass motherfucker.

  Yeah, Smitty was kinda stoked about this operation. When he moved back home to Imminence to be a cop, he didn’t think for a minute that he’d ever be a part of an FBI operation. He figured he’d be running speed traps and responding to domestic violence calls for the rest of his life. This was big time. Did he want to be an FBI agent? No. He liked his sleepy town. He liked his speed traps. He hated DV calls, but mostly because he was the kind of guy who wanted to fix things. But he liked his boss and the flexibility he was given to coach the high school football team. He liked that he was bringing Imminence High School back to the glory it had once seen when Smitty was the starting quarterback. So yeah, it was a simple life. He was digging it. And the fact that he was now involved in a fairly elaborate undercover plot to solve his community’s drug problems? Pretty fuckin’ cool.

  The only thing missing from his life was a woman. He was thirty-four years old. It was time to find one. Unfortunately, pickings were slim in Imminence. Anne was a definite possibility. She was a little uptight. Kind of a bitch, even. But damn if she didn’t trip all of his triggers. He fucking loved giving her a hard time. She mostly just scowled at him. A few times, though, he’d noticed a small smile at his comments. She obviously didn’t want him to see it. But he liked it. He lived for those moments. So yeah, if he heard someone needed to go collect Jake from his wife’s office, he was the first one to volunteer.

  “Yeah. It’s set. Let’s grab Jake and get down the highway. The train has left the frying pan. I say we’ve got about an hour. Operation Thundercats starts now.”

  Smitty shook his head. Wesson. Fuckin’ Thundercats. The laughter alone would have kept Smitty along for the ride, but they had been best friends since elementary school. Wesson had a pretty rough childhood and his best escape was being over at Smitty’s house. His parents invited Wess along on family vacations because they knew his dad was a deadbeat and his mom couldn’t afford anything on her own. But somehow Wesson had given Smitty more than Smitty had given him. Wesson had been his confidant for nearly thirty years, his partner in crime, the wide-receiver to his quarterback. They had been local celebrities back in their day – “The Shotgun,” peop
le called them. Now, Wesson was his partner in crime fighting and his wide-receivers’ coach. And the best man he knew.

  “I can’t believe they let you name the operation.” Smitty smiled.

  “It’s probably my one and only shot. Needed to make it count.” Wesson shrugged.

  Smitty chuckled as he opened the door to the public defender’s office and let Wesson walk in ahead of him.

  “Anne,” Wesson greeted her.

  “Wesson,” she responded in her typical, non-welcoming voice. She had to be the world’s worst assistant with her shitty attitude. But Smitty fuckin’ loved it.