Reckless Conduct: Blue Line Book One

by Brandy Ayers

  Someone knocked on the door. A burglar wouldn’t knock. Right? She reasoned with herself, trying to talk the panic away.

  “Soph, you awake?” Luke poked his head in, smiling broadly at her.

  Relief swept through her.

  His face creased as he took her in. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m still here. No one is going to hurt you. I just got us some coffee and straightened up a little downstairs.” Three long strides and he was by her side, coffee cup in hand.

  “I thought you ran again.” She concentrated on pulling in long, slow breaths, then releasing them, calming her anxiety.

  He smoothed her hair, tangled from their night of passion. “That’s never happening again. After last night I could never imagine a life without you. Got it?”

  Face cradled in his strong hands, she nodded.

  Under normal circumstances, his words would have seemed empty, just more promises from a guy after amazing sex. But she knew the bond they had forged the night before was too intense for either of them to deny.

  Hammering echoed through the house. “What’s going on? Who’s here?”

  “Everyone who doesn’t have a shift today. And a few guys from neighboring precincts. They’ve been working all morning. I’m actually surprised they didn’t wake you before now.” He kissed her forehead. “Come see. I got some jeans and a t-shirt from your room.” He nodded to the folded clothes on the dresser in the corner.

  “Underwear?” She raised one eyebrow at his devilish grin.

  “As long as I’m around, there’s no point in wearing them. It’ll just delay my making amends for depriving you of my amazing sexual prowess for two years.”

  The slap she delivered to his arm probably stung her fingers more than his impressive biceps. “Nice to see you haven’t lost your giant ego after all that groveling you did last night.”

  His lips brushed against hers. Without any hesitation, she welcomed his kiss.

  She dressed in a hurry, pulling her rat-nest hair into a loose ponytail. One hand on the small of her back, Luke led her through the house. In her bedroom, Reilly and Wright were hanging a new door to her bathroom.

  “Hi guys, thanks so much for doing this.” Emotion made the words stick in her throat and tears welled in her eyes. “You didn’t have to.”

  “You’re one of us, girlie. We got your back.” Wright smiled at her while Reilly silently held the door in place.

  Luke and Sophie continued downstairs. Familiar faces were everywhere. Sweeping up the broken glass, replacing the drawers and cabinets, and boarding up the broken window.

  “The window will take a couple of days to come in, but it’s all taken care of.” Luke’s large hand rubbing circles on her lower back made every bit of fear she still held dissolve.

  She leaned into the strong man by her side. Tears streamed down her face. Love and support filled her house, making it feel like a true home for the first time since her father died.

  “I can’t thank you enough, Luke. This is just amazing.”

  His solid arms wrapped around her, and he kissed the top of her head.

  “Did someone order donuts and bagels?” Uncle Jon came striding past them to place bags filled with delicious pastries on the table.

  Straightening up, Luke dropped his arms from around Sophie and took a step away from her.

  A deep chuckle reached them from where the Chief stood across the room. “Don’t bother, Luke. Anyone could tell just by looking at the two of you what happened after we left. It’s about damn time. You two have been hell to deal with.”

  Laughter spread through the room as the men ambled in. A deep blush crept up Sophie’s face as friend after friend patted Luke’s back, congratulating him on finally getting his head out of his ass.

  “Sorry. I was going to try and be cool about the whole thing, but I just can’t keep my hands off you,” he whispered into her ear.

  “Who gives a shit? I’m glad everyone knows. Now we don’t have to stay away from each other at work.” She wrapped her arms around his lean waist, resting her face on his shoulder.

  “Sounds good to me.” He hooked one finger under her chin and guided her lips to his. It was a slow kiss, full of promises for the future.

  Epilogue

  Six Months Later

  Luke

  “Dude, what do you have in this box? Weights?”

  Luke laughed at Coy as he lugged a box, which was indeed loaded with hand weights, out of the U-Haul truck and into Sophie’s house. Now Luke’s house, too.

  “Nah man, that’s my box of pillows, you’re just weak.” Luke chuckled as Coy shot him a glare and knocked his shoulder against Luke as they passed on the stairs leading up to the front door.

  “If I had my hands free I’d give you the finger, dick-wad,” Coy grumbled.

  “Okay boys, try and keep it civil out here.”

  Luke turned and admired his woman as she jogged down the stairs behind him. Her dark hair swept up in a ponytail with bits falling out and sticking to her sweaty forehead, wearing one of his old t-shirts from a marathon he’d ran in years ago, tight yoga pants covering her slim legs, she was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.

  “The less you two bitch, the faster we get this done and can start in on the pizza and beer.” Despite her growing annoyance with the guys and their need to complain, a smile played at the edges of Sophie’s mouth.

  A mouth that he had woken up to swallowing his cock that morning. Just the memory of the best wake-up call ever had him growing in his pants once more. Luke reached out to pull her into his arms, but before he could she was pulled away by a laughing Coy running down from the porch.

  “I’m not so weak I can’t snatch your woman out from under your nose, Sarge, so watch it.” Coy wrapped his arms around Sophie in a bear hug, lifting her feet from the ground and running with her to the truck as she shrieked and giggled at their antics.

  Luke fought a smile and growled at Coy to put his woman down. As much as he hated anyone else touching her, he was equally glad that she had a group of men that cared for and wanted to protect her. Luke knew that if the time ever came that he was injured or killed in the line of duty, his Sophie would be cared for by the family of blue he had found himself part of.

  Once Coy released her, Sophie turned and ran the ten feet or so back to Luke with a huge smile stretched across her face. As she reached him, Sophie launched herself into his arms, the wind knocked from his lungs momentarily.

  “Don’t worry, McCracken, you’re the only cocky cop I have eyes for.” She grabbed his ears and pulled him down into a kiss filled with smiles and chuckles vibrating against his lips.

  The kiss quickly ramped up from playful to heated. Luke thrust his tongue into her mouth, devouring her in the way that made him want to rip her clothes off and take her right there on the grass. He picked her up by the ass as she wrapped her legs around his waist. His cock was never far from being at full power when she was around. One touch, hell one look and his pants would be tenting with an epic erection. That moment was no different. The heat of the space between her legs cradled him and he rocked his jeans clad cock against her cotton covered pussy. Fuck he loved the tight as hell yoga pants she wore when they were doing chores.

  Pulling back Luke let reason back into his lust addled brain. They were standing on her lawn practically dry humping with Coy mere feet away. Sophie continued kissing and nipping down his jaw and neck, pulling a groan from deep in his belly. He needed in his woman, immediately.

  Glancing around the yard, Luke searched for Coy’s tell-tale red hair, only to find him crouching by a car idling at the curb. Luke chuckled and shook his head at the guy he’d known and worked with for most his adult life.

  “What’s so funny Sergeant McCracken,” Sophie whispered in his ear with that husky voice she got when horny.

  “Our boy is up to no good over there.” He tilted his head indicating the man.

  “Oh yeah, that’s Lexis.”

  A tin
kling giggle floated over the yard from the woman sitting in the driver’s seat of the car. Luke turned his attention to her and rolled his eyes. She was so typically Coy’s type it wasn’t even funny. The guy had a thing for blonde curvy women, and the girl fit that to a T. Luke didn’t even need to see her body to know that she would have hips and an ass to rival the huge tits that peeked over the edge of the window.

  As for Luke, he much preferred the athletic little body Sophie rocked. But to each his own.

  “Lexis... why does that name sound familiar?” Luke searched his mind trying to place where he knew the name.

  “Duh, that’s the woman over on Maple Lane that keeps complaining about people running the stop signs and speeding in her neighborhood. Her son is deaf and she’s been trying to get the town to put out signs warning drivers to slow down because there is a deaf child at play. They’re shutting her down so far though.” Obvious irritation slipped into Sophie’s voice, which made Luke smile in return. His girl had a soft spot for kids, one of the many things he loved about her. He couldn’t wait to plant some babies in her.

  “That’s right, Coy’s been the one volunteering to go out whenever we set up the enforcement traps in that neighborhood.” Luke laughed out once more. “I guess now I know why.”

  “Okay, so you know I hear all the gossip being at the front desk and everything. I usually don’t repeat it, but I have heard from several people that Coy has stopped with the buckle bunnies and is putting all his efforts into Lexis.” Luke arched one eyebrow in shock. No one on the force had more of a reputation for being a slut than Coy. The twinkle in Sophie’s eye told him that wasn’t all the gossip she heard. “And apparently she is refusing all advances so far. She’s making him work for it.”

  “Smart woman.” Luke turned his attention back to Sophie. “Now, I think it’s time for a break. As in I need to break my cock out of these pants and bury it inside you.”

  Sophie threw back her head, laughter spilling out of the lips that drove Luke to distraction.

  “Nice try buddy. Little Luke isn’t get anywhere near me until all these boxes are out of the truck and at least put in the right rooms.” She patted the bulge tenting his jeans and took two steps back. “Come find me then.”

  Luke growled in reply. “I’m going to spank your cute little ass later just for calling him little.”

  ***

  Sophie

  Peeking through the curtains in the room she now shared with Luke, Sophie watched as Luke pulled into the driveway after returning the moving truck. Excitement and a tiny bit of nerves drummed through her, sending her skin into a riot of goosebumps.

  She threw off her fuzzy pink robe and crawled onto the bed wearing nothing but silk thigh-highs attached to a garter belt and a black lace bra. No panties.

  The house rattled as he shut the door behind him “Soph, I’m back.”

  Shit, she had to stall him just a minute more. “Great, can you grab me a drink? Maybe a little tea?”

  “Sure babe,” he called up the stairs.

  When she was sure he had moved away from the stairs, Sophie reached over to the bedside table and removed a black velvet box from the drawer. Inside were the handcuffs she had ordered especially for this occasion. Luke had been begging to cuff her to the bed for weeks, but up until now she resisted. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, but rather that giving up that control was still a little daunting after the break in. But she wanted to give this to him, show him that she was no longer afraid, even if the arrest of her attacker hadn’t been the end of the problems for Middleburg.

  Scooting back against the headboard, she swung one of the cuffs closed around her wrist, the metal cool against her skin made her shiver. Next she strung the opposite end through the slat in the center of the headboard and twisted around so she could secure the other wrist. Both hands now secured over her head, Sophie waited, her breath already coming quicker and her sex growing slicker by the minute.

  Luke’s heavy footsteps echoed up the stairs, Sophie’s heart pounding in sync with the dull thuds. The door to their bedroom swung open, and Luke froze before crossing the threshold.

  “Holy fuck. Am I dreaming?” His gaze wandered up and down her body, causing her to squirm in anticipation.

  Sophie drew her knees up and let them fall open, giving Luke a front row seat of her pussy, wet and ready for him.

  “Fuuuuuck.”

  “That’s the idea.” She giggled, her nerves getting the better of her for moment. “Put the tea down and take of your clothes.”

  “Yes ma’am.” Luke quickly deposited the cup of tea on the dresser beside the door and peeled off his clothes. Within seconds he stood before her with his cock jutting out from his body like a divining rod pointing its way towards the source of thirst quenching water. “Baby, you have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now spread out for me. I’m afraid the minute I touch you I’m going to go off like a geyser.”

  “Well, that is a risk we’re going to have to take because if you don’t get over here immediately and touch me I think I might pass out.” The pressure of her building arousal pushed at her core, desperately seeking a release that Sophie was powerless to do anything about with her hands cuffed.

  “We wouldn’t want that.” Luke crawled onto the bed and laid on his belly between her legs, coming face-to-face with the very source of her need. “Goddamn you have the prettiest pussy. I want to live here, staring at it all day.”

  “God, please don’t just stare at it,” Sophie whined.

  An evil chuckle slipped from his lips and immediately Sophie knew she was in for a long ride before he allowed her to come. No night with him was ever the same. Sometimes he fucked her fast and furious, making her come as quickly and as many times as he could. Others it was a slow, sensuous build. Then there were the nights like tonight, when he would bring her to the edge over and over until she begged and pleaded to come.

  Just as the realization that tonight he would be torturing her sunk in, he dove face first to devour her pussy. He licked her from opening to clit in one long sweep before latching his lips around her hot button and flicking it repeatedly. The cliff of her orgasm rose swiftly until she teetered ready to go over, then he backed off, sucking and nipping of the puffy lips of her sex. Sophie whimpered as the orgasm backed off. Once her breathing returned to as normal as it could be, Luke focused once more on her pussy. This time he speared his tongue into her swirling it around as his thumb caressed her clit in the same pattern. Once more the orgasm rushed at her like a freight train but the moment she thought she would spill over into ecstasy Luke disappeared entirely to kiss along the edge of her thigh-high stalkings.

  The torture seemed to continue for hours, until she was a wet sticky mess, panting and begging, tears stinging behind her eyes. “Please Luke, I need to come. Please make me come.” One hot tear seeped out the corner of her eye, blazing a trail down her temple. Helplessness and frustration raged through her until she regretted the decision to cuff herself to the bed.

  “Shhh, sweet angel, you know I’ll always take care of you,” he whispered against the skin just above her pubic bone. “You giving yourself to me like this is the most beautiful gift. Trust that I’ll take you to a place that you’ll never forget. That I’ll never leave you wanting for anything. Sweet Sophie. Let go.”

  A stuttering sigh slipped past her lips as she released a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. As her body relaxed against the soft mattress, Luke took his place between her thighs once more, enveloping her throbbing clit in his mouth, and sliding two fingers into her needy cunt. Once again the orgasm built to a level she had never known existed, all the blood in her body rushing to pool in her pelvis. Stomach quivering, legs shaking, mind spinning. Only Luke didn’t back off. He thrust his fingers into her faster and faster, curling his fingers inside her to brush against the bundle of nerves hidden deep inside. The squelching sound of her wetness as he pummeled into her would have been embarrassin
g had she the capacity to care about anything other than her impending climax. The first brush of his teeth against her clit set her off like a stick of dynamite. Sophie thrashed and screamed, the never ending sensations pounding through her over and over. The orgasm had no end in sight, her mind stopped functioning on a logical level, instead reduced to mere sensation and need.

  Before her orgasm could begin its descent on the other side of bliss, Sophie became aware of Luke raising onto his knees and throwing her legs over his shoulders. In one swift thrust he buried himself so far inside her they seemed to fuse into one entity.

  “Goddamn Sophie, I can feel your pussy clenching. So fucking tight.” Luke threw his head back, just as lost in the ecstasy their bodies created together. He began to withdraw from her still pulsating body, but before he could Sophie wrapped her legs around his waist, digging her heels into his ass. With her hands restrained above her it was all she could do to keep him from leaving her.

  “Don’t move.” Sophie panted and heaved the words from her throat, still mostly lost in her pleasure. It took control she never truly realized she had to collect her thoughts and open her eyes while every inch of her still rioted with sensation. But she wanted the memory of his expression when she said the words she had been thinking about all day. “You like how my unprotected pussy feels, Luke?”

  Luke squinted and tilted his head in confusion. They hadn’t used condoms since they got back together, but Sophie was religious about taking her birth control. Much to his disappointment.

  Since the day after the break in Luke had been talking about getting her pregnant. The thought woke a beast inside him that Sophie didn’t totally understand. The minute he would start talking about their future children and her having a round belly with his child growing inside something would overtake him and he would need to be inside her immediately. But after what he had put her through their first time together, Sophie had needed more time to know that she could truly trust him not to get freaked out and leave again.