POSSESSIVE CHRISTMAS COP
AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE
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A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, 87
FLORA FERRARI
CONTENTS
Copyright
A Man Who Knows What He Wants Series
Possessive Christmas Cop
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Series
Newsletter
COPYRIGHT
Copyright © 2018 by Flora Ferrari.
All Rights Reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers.
A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS
Book 1: Baby Lust
Book 2: Veteran
Book 3: Built
Book 4: Bambino
Book 5: Rescued
Book 6: Leader
Book 7: Professor
Book 8: Burned
Book 9: Worldly
Book 10: Pistol
Book 11: Policed
Book 12: Driven
Book 13: Lucky 13
Book 14: Lumberjacked
Book 15: Protector
Book 16: Carpenter
Book 17: Italian Stallion
Book 18: Gardener
Book 19: Budapest Billionaire’s Virgin
Book 20: Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 21: Cocky CFO
Book 22: Fireman’s Filthy 4th
Book 23: Mechanic
Book 24: SEAL’s Secret
Book 25: Police, Pooch, and Smooch
Book 26: Fireman’s Fake Fiancée
Book 27: Billionaire’s Virgin Ballerina
Book 28: Bitcoin Billionaire’s Babysitter
Book 29: Veterans Day Daddy
Book 30: Cowboy’s Christmas Carol
Book 31: Police Officer’s Princess
Book 32: Statham
Book 33: Bodyguard
Book 34: Greek God
Book 35: Billionaire Single Dad's Babysitter
Book 36: Mountain Man
Book 37: SEAL’s Justice
Book 38: Royal Romance
Book 39: Doctor Mountain Man’s Special Delivery
Book 40: Crocodile Dan D
Book 41: Mountain Man’s Secret Baby
Book 42: Doctor Bad Boy’s Secret Baby
Book 43: Cop’s Babysitter
Book 44: Nanny for the Cop Next Door
Book 45: Small Town SEAL’s Saving Grace
Book 46: Cop’s Fake Fiancée
Book 47: Billionaire’s Nanny
Book 48: Cowboy’s Babysitter
Book 49: Steamy
Book 50: Brother’s Best Friend
Book 51: Possessive Professor
Book 52: Firefighter’s Babysitter
Book 53: Soldier’s Secret Baby
Book 54: Ward’s Independence Day
Book 55: Doctor Next Door
Book 56: Possessive Policeman
Book 57: Coached by the MMA Fighter
Book 58: Boss’s Babysitter
Book 59: Virgin in New York
Book 60: Rock Star’s Baby
Book 61: Possessive Protector
Book 62: Possessive Australian
Book 63: Best Friend’s Brother
Book 64: Possessive Cowboy
Book 65: Summer Romanced
Book 66: Possessive Prince
Book 67: Lovers’s Enemy
Book 68: Cop’s Best Friend
Book 69: Possessive Firefighter
Book 70: Football Next Door
Book 71: Doctor December
Book 72: Possessive Canadian
Book 73: Blue Collar Billionaire
Book 74: Possessive K-9 Cop
Book 75: Possessive Brazilian
Book 76: Hockey Obsession
Book 77: Possessive Boston Irish American MMA Fighter
Book 78: Halloween Next Door
Book 79: Possessive Russian
Book 80: Baseball Mine
Book 81: Cop’s Caribbean Captive
Book 82: Instalove Island
Book 83: Dad’s Best Friend
Book 84: Thanksgiving with Dad’s Boss
Book 85: Possessive Italian Neighbor
Book 86: Possessive Portuguese
Book 87: Possessive Christmas Cop
Book 88: Russian’s Obsession
POSSESSIVE CHRISTMAS COP
This possessive Christmas cop isn’t just my dad’s best friend…he’s a real policeman and the gift I want more than anything under my Christmas tree this year.
When a group of boys give me trouble for the first time, my possessive police officer storms in with a look of obsession as he protects his territory and gets very territorial over me.
Things heat up after this older man comes to my rescue in December, but will thoughts of possessing this younger woman cool down, or stay red-hot, when the seasons change in May?
Will my alpha male cop be able to change my dad’s mind, showing him this is real, and that my dad’s best friend wants to possess his best friend’s daughter forever…making me his for eternity by putting a ring on this younger woman’s finger and a baby in her belly, so we can celebrate Christmas as a family…always.
*Possessive Christmas Cop is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.
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CHAPTER 1
Jaxon
She’s mine. Only mine.
“Officer Jaxon. For the fifth fucking time, come in Officer Jaxon.”
My eyes narrow as I take in the sight of my woman, everything else is just noise. She’s the only thing that matters.
And when I have her in my sights the rest of the world could slide into the ocean and I wouldn’t even care.
I’m a police officer. My job is to protect and serve, and protecting her is my first priority.
The other officers at the station were shocked when I convinced the chief that we needed a cop to work the mall this holiday season.
They thought I was joking. They thought I wanted to be first in line to get the hot new toy this year. They thought wrong.
The only thing I need is her, and I’m going to get her this Christmas, and when I do I’m going to be naughty and nice.
Nau
ghty because I’m going to tell her all the things I’ve been thinking about since I laid eyes on her at her eighteenth birthday party. Something was different about her that day. I don’t see her often, and some time had passed since the last time I saw her, but what I saw that day was that she was a woman now.
Nice because I’m going to put a ring on that finger and lock her down for life.
Claim her.
Show the entire world she’s mine.
I watch as a boy and a few of his friends, all about her age, enter her store. My nostrils flare and my stance widens as my fingers wrap around my nightstick.
I’m so damn obsessed with her I want to fight any and every guy who even tries to talk to her.
I don’t care if it’s Christmas and she’s doing her job at the mall. There are plenty of stores here where people can buy things. Plenty of places other than here.
But she works at one of those big anchor stores, or whatever they’re called. It’s one of those big ones on the end that carry everything under the sun, but if I had my way right now I’d march in there, scoop her up in my arms, and carry her off into the sunset like the old days.
That’s how it’s done.
What the fuck is shopping?
I’ve never shopped a day in my life. I need something I go get it. Done.
And I’ve never needed anything or anyone like I need her.
She’s priceless. One of a kind. There’s never been a woman on the face of the earth as beautiful as she is.
And I’m a greedy bastard, because I want that beauty all for myself.
I stare at that transparent top she’s got on, the one where I can make out exactly where her bra is underneath.
She shouldn’t be wearing that out of the house, and by house I mean my house.
My cock is throbbing, my balls aching at the fantasy that that sheer piece of fabric that’s being passed off as a blouse is putting in my mind.
I know she works in the ladies department selling bras and panties, but damn…why does she have to wear that?
That’s not showing off the merchandise. That’s showing off what she’s got, and what will soon be mine.
Out of the corner of my eye I see the boy approach her.
He’s got a shit-eating grin on his face and his friends do to.
“Dammit Jaxon! Report,” comes in over my walkie-talkie.
My mind barely processes the noise, but I know if a fellow officer is using profanity on a walkie-talkie it’s serious.
Without taking my eyes from her, I lean my head towards my shoulder where the walkie-talkie is secured. I press the button and say, “Potential assault in progress. Not requesting backup. Will report. Over.”
I turn the volume knob all the way off.
Yeah, there’s gonna be an assault all right.
If those boys put one hand on what’s mine I’ll be turning that walkie-talkie back on…to call them all a fucking ambulance.
The first boy says something to my woman and I watch her recoil slightly. A growl rumbles from my throat and I step out immediately, covering ground quickly.
I’m going to put an end to this right fucking now.
CHAPTER 2
Jade
“Maybe you can try this one on. You know…model it for us?” the boy says.
I recognize him. We went to high school together and he sure thought he was hot stuff. He was the quarterback of the football team and the girls were practically lining up to get horizontal with the high school sports hero.
Well, high school is over, but apparently he’s still living in the past.
I take a step back, realizing that I shouldn’t antagonize him or his friends. They’re huge guys and there are five of them and only one of me.
This could get really ugly really fast.
They’ll probably just say a bunch of inappropriate things and then eventually leave to go harass someone else. I have to be polite though. I just started this job and I need to do my best for the two months that I’ll be working here.
It’s only seasonal work and I can stomach a couple months working in retail, as long as these boys don’t make a habit of coming in here every day, trolling the mall like they didn’t graduate last spring. Seriously guys, move on. It’s time to become men, but that’s the last thing these guys seem to be headed towards becoming anytime soon.
“How about this one?” one of the other boys says, grabbing a bra off a rack that I’m practically hiding behind. Another couple inches and he would have grabbed my breast.
I roll my shoulders down and try and make myself look small. I’ve seen on those Animal Planet documentaries that that’s the last thing you should do when you’re faced with a predator, especially multiple ones, but if I can just kind of wedge myself into this rack, like a mouse hiding in it’s hole, maybe these rodents will run along.
I hear the cold, hard sound of big, thick boots on the tiles in the hallway leading out into the mall, but I don’t turn.
“Maybe she could put this one on,” one of the boys says holding out one of the bras just inches from my chest like he’s sizing it up.
“Or maybe she could take that one she has on, off,” another boy says and I see his eyes drilling holes through my sheer top.
“Maybe you can take your fucking eyes off her,” a booming leathery voice says matter of factly, “right fucking now.”
I watch as a uniformed officer grabs the boy by the hands and zip ties his hands together before putting a hand on his back, pushing him to his knees and then tipping him forward onto the floor.
“Hey!” he yells.
His voice has the boy holding the bra just inches from me turning and as he does the officer grabs his outstretched wrist and zip ties it to the plastic hanger and then somehow zip ties that to the rack.
“What the fuck, man,” he says.
“Man is right, and you all need to grow the fuck up and start acting like one,” he says as he pivots on his heel and zip ties a third boy.
The other two boys have taken big steps back, their eyes opened wide.
“Come on over and I’ll tie up you two pieces of trash too,” the officer says, but the boys just stumble backwards, falling on their butts, and then run off into the mall just like a scene out of a movie.
“Are you okay,” the officer says in his deep baritone voice as he turns to face me, his eyes locked on mine.
My heart skips a beat as I look up finally able to see this huge, tall man’s face.
“Officer Jaxon,” I say softly, barely audible enough for even me to hear.
But I don’t need to hear right now, I only need to see.
And being that he’s so much taller than I am I can clearly see that he’s harder than that nightstick on his hip.
I can see his thick, throbbing cock pressing through those dark navy blue pants he has on as part of his uniform.
“That’s right,” he says.
But he’s the one that’s right, as in right for me.
Ever since I saw him at my birthday party, which he attended as my dad’s best friend and guest, I haven’t stopped thinking about him.
Here he is. Right here. Right now. In the flesh standing in front of me, protecting me.
“Let me go,” the boy cuffed to the rack says.
Officer Jaxon picks up the big, heavy rack and moves it out into the entrance of the store where everyone can see.
“You’re hurting my hand,” the boy pleads, but he pays him no mind.
A few passerby see the boy proudly on display in front of the store, cuffed to a bra rack, and start taking pictures. That’s going to show up on social media real soon and Mr. Tough Guy is going to be ruined.
Officer Jaxon comes back over and stands in front of me, just looking at me. His dark eyes have a kind of intensity and focus like I’ve never seen a person have before.
He looks at me like he wants to chase me across the open plains of Africa, catch me in his teeth, and eat me raw.
His s
nug top with the authoritative epaulettes makes him look so official and in charge. His beard lends an air of mystery to him.
“You can have a beard as a police officer?” I ask. My face scrunches at the ridiculous question. At my birthday party I tried so hard to get him to notice me and to strike up a conversation with me, but I wasn’t able to sneak away from my friends and into the room where he was hanging out with my dad. Now that I finally get a moment where I have his complete and undivided attention, this is the question I ask?
“I can,” he growls.
I feel my body shaking and my knees go weak as he continues looking at me like I’m some sort of lollipop that he wants to lick until I’ve completely disappeared.
“What would you like done with them?” he asks, motioning with his head toward the three boys but keeps his eyes trained on me.
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