He stopped near his building and turned to her, a smile on his face. “You make me happy, honey. Everything else is just icing on that cake.”
She smiled wide. “Then you should take the job. It’ll make your family happy, too, that you’ll still be officially Irish.”
“Will it make you happy if I take this job?”
She nodded. “I know it might be different hours and there might be adjustments we need to make, but if you’re happy, I’m happy.”
His grin turned devious. “I know a way to be happier.”
She shrieked as he lifted her off the sidewalk and over his shoulder in a fireman’s hold.
“Sully!” Hanging upside down, her unbound hair hid everything around her except a view of his very fine ass in his uniform. “Let me down.”
“Taking you to bed.”
Her cheeks burned, and she smacked his back. “Sully! We’re in public. You’re in uniform. You can’t say things like that.”
He slapped her ass, but it was a light slap, as if he’d done it with the folder. “We’re at my place now, so it’s fine.”
“Someone could still get pictures.” She tried to look around for anyone with their camera phones out, but couldn’t see anything through her wall of hair.
“Don’t worry. If a picture gets out, I’ll tell people I was carrying the love of my life, and what’s so wrong with that?”
He had a point.
He carried her into his building and his apartment, through the living room, and finally dropped her on the bed.
She was dizzy again, as all the blood that had rushed to her head while hanging upside down now rushed back. “Sully.”
“Take your clothes off.”
She sucked in a breath. Her mind clearing, she saw that he’d already started undressing, his weapon and other things already removed, and he pulled his uniform tie and belt off and tossed them aside.
God, he was hot. When their relationship was just physical, he’d never fucked her in uniform. Before he’d meet her at the pub, he’d always change into civilian clothes.
This time, she wanted something different.
He’d toed his shoes and socks off and his fingers had undone the zipper of his pants.
His pants fell.
“You’re not undressing, honey.” He stepped out of his pants.
“Don’t take your shirt off.”
His fingers paused on the buttons. “Say that again?”
“Fuck me with your shirt on. Open but on.”
Dressed in only his skin-tight boxers and his uniform shirt, he grabbed her ankles, spread them, and pulled her to him at the edge of the bed. He leaned over her, casting a shadow over everything and so she saw nothing but him.
“You want to be fucked by a cop?”
“I want to be fucked by my cop, Sully.”
He growled low and deep. “Then get ready, honey.”
He straightened and started removing her clothes at warp speed. Her boots, her socks, her jeans went in a blink. Her panties were ripped and tossed aside.
She pulled off her shirt and he went for her bra as soon as he saw it appear. Within seconds, she was naked before him.
“Condoms. Nightstand.”
They’d talked about this, too. Though she was on birth control, she wanted the additional protection of using a condom, at least until she was sure about what she wanted. Sully had understood, but then, he always did.
God, she loved him.
When she turned back to him, he’d shoved his boxers down and tossed them aside, then unbuttoned his shirt.
She was already wet. Just watching him there, his cock hard and proud, his body nude and glorious but for the shirt from his uniform.
She wondered if he was breaking any departmental codes by keeping it on while they fucked.
Then his head dropped back as he stroked his cock, and she forgot everything else.
“Sully.”
He reached for the condom, opened it, and slid it on. Then he fell forward on top of her, and his weight felt so damn good.
Skin-to-skin, breath-to-breath, they took each other.
Her hands roamed his chest and inside his shirt, then down to his fucking great ass.
His cock entered her in one sharp, delicious thrust, causing her back to arch and a long moan to leave her body.
Then he started thrusting.
The edges of his shirt brushed her sensitized skin, the side of her breast and under her arms.
Her cop. He was hers, damn it. “Sully.”
His face went to her neck, his words rumbling against her skin. “God, honey.”
She moaned as he thrust harder, faster.
“Get there, Persy.”
Oh, God. It was building. That tight tension inside her coiling tighter and tighter and tighter.
Until it snapped.
She screamed as the orgasm washed over her, her head back, back arched, and hips pumping to meet his thrusts. Her legs were spread wide, her hands fisted in the bed, giving her leverage to meet his thrusts.
He roared—actually roared—and followed her.
They were both panting, her body still trembling around his cock.
His body relaxed on hers, still pinning her to the bed. He kissed her neck, then trailed up to her lips. He kissed her slow and lazy until he slipped his cock out.
“Be back, honey.”
He slid down the bed and off her body, kissing his way down as he did. Her nipples puckered as she lost his warmth, and she reached for the blanket.
He grabbed the blanket and tossed it to the side. “Stay like that.”
“Sully.”
“We’re not finished.”
Her pussy clenched.
“I want to see you spread and waiting for me when I get back.”
She started squirming in an effort not to spontaneously combust.
He took the shirt off and tossed it to the side, slid off the condom while she watched, and then walked to the bathroom to dispose of it.
God, that had been intense. It always was with them, but now, with their emotional connection, with their love for each other…now it was more.
It was everything.
When he came back, he went straight to the nightstand. He pulled out four condoms, glanced at her, then pulled out a fifth and shut the drawer.
Five?
“Uh, aren’t you being a little ambitious?”
He sat down next to her, his fingers going directly to her pussy, then inside it.
She whimpered, and her hips left the bed.
“Easy, honey. We’ve got most of the day and all of the night.”
His thumb brushed her clit, and she ignited. God, she lit so fast for him. Every time. It had always been the same.
She turned her dazed eyes to him. “Sully.”
“I’m going to fuck you. Hard, long, slow, fast.”
“Oh God.”
“I’m also going to make love to you, slow and easy. I’m going to torture you, honey, until you can’t think, then I’m going to destroy you.”
Not that she had a lot to compare to, but since he was the best lover she’d ever had, she knew his words held truth.
Her hand reached for his cock, which was twitching proudly against his body.
He caught her hand.
“Can’t I touch you? Please you, too?”
He lifted her palm to his lips and kissed it. “You do please me, honey. You’ll get to have your way with me. But not until I have my way with you first.”
Her breath hitched as he put her palm on her breast, his fingers coaxing hers to tweak her own nipple. She moaned.
“And by the way, those five condoms are just for when I enter you. That’s not your orgasm goal for the evening.”
Oh. My. God. Orgasm goal? Was there such a thing? And more than five? She wasn’t sure her body was capable of it. “You’re gonna to kill me.”
“Only in the sweetest way there is.”
“I won’t be
able to stand afterwards.”
His fingers paused, and she moaned at the loss of movement.
“I’m not gonna hurt you, honey. Not in this, not ever. Believe me?”
God, he was sweet. “Yes, Sully.”
His fingers continued, and she wriggled on the bed.
“Ready for more?”
She shifted her hand away from her breast and cupped his cheek. “I love you, Sully.”
His eyes got bright and heated to a blazing brown. “I love you, honey.”
“Now fuck me until I can’t stand.”
He grinned and did just that.
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Seaside Valleria Series
Book 1: Rush (Hector & Millie)
Book 2: Ripple (Persy & Sully)
Book 3: (coming 2018)
Book 4: (coming 2019)
Book 5: (coming 2019)
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Royals of Valleria Series
Book 1: Alexander & Rebecca
Book 2: Marcello & Grace
Book 3: Arianna & Finn
Book 4: Charlotte & Nate
Book 5: A Royal Holiday (Novella)
Book 6: Catharine & Edward
Book 7: Royally Ever After
Book 8: Lorenzo & Lily
Book 9: Sarah & Vittorio
Book 10: Permanently Princess (Novella)
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Royals of Valleria Short Stories (exclusively for e-newsletter subscribers)
Story 1: Delusional (featuring Alexander & Rebecca)
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The Italian Shipping Millionaires Series
Book 1: Dante
Book 2: Adrian
Book 3: Giovanni
Book 4: Luc
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Acknowledgments
Ripple (Persy & Sully) (Seaside Valleria #2)
Copyright © 2018 by Marianne Knightly
ISBN# 978-1942729143
All Rights Reserved.
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Cover Design: Marianne Knightly
Cover photos (Depositphotos): © SolominViktor
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Special thanks to my editor, Jami Gold. Jami, I can’t tell you how much I love working with you and how much I appreciate all of your great advice. You make me a better writer, and for that I’ll be forever grateful. Thanks so much for your understanding during all my recent health issues, and for being the consummate professional during yours—I’m thrilled you are getting better! I’m looking forward to working with you in the future, and maybe one day we’ll actually meet in person. Until then, thank you!
Special thanks to my copyeditor, Jessica. Thank you for being so understanding, too (and for catching my dyslexic missteps)!
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