I'm boneless … have no desire to move. Maybe I'll get up next year.
"How long can you stay?" Wyatt asks quietly, and I turn my head to look at him. His head is turned toward me and his eyes are warm … satiated.
"You want me to stay?" I ask with surprise.
Wyatt rolls onto his side and pushes up on one elbow so he can look down at me, one eyebrow cocked high. "You fly here to see me, we just fucked like rabid animals, I had an orgasm that almost made me pass out, and you wonder if I want you to stay?"
"It was a legitimate question," I gripe at him.
Leaning over, he kisses me softly on my jaw. When he pulls away, he's smiling at me. "Yes, I want you to stay."
Pushing up on both of my elbows, I angle my head toward him. "I actually have ten days of vacation. Well, a workweek plus this weekend and next. I need to go find a hotel, but yes … I can stay ten days."
"Fuck the hotel. You're staying here with me," he grumbles, and then jumps up agilely to his feet. He pulls his pants up a bit, tucks himself in, and then lowers his hand to me. I grab ahold and he pulls me to my feet, and even once I'm standing, continues to pull until I'm wrapped up in his arms.
"I'm really glad you're here," he murmurs with his lips against my hair.
"Me too," I say with a smile, and then feel a gush of wetness seeping into my underwear, which causes me to jerk. "Oh, shit … we just had sex without protection."
Raising my face, I see Wyatt has a sheepish look on his face, and he scrapes his fingers back and forth across his scalp. "Yeah, well … got a little carried away. You on the Pill?"
"Yeah, but-"
"But nothing … I know you're clean just as you know I am," he says matter-of-factly, and I realize … I do know he's clean. Wyatt isn't the type of person that would put me in jeopardy … of that I'm absolutely sure of. He trusts the same about me.
"Well, okay then," I say breathlessly with a smile of my own. "It's settled then."
"Good," he says as his hands come up under my ass and he lifts me up into his arms. My legs go around his hips, locking my feet behind his back, and then he's carrying me through his house. "Because I plan on coming inside of you a lot over the next ten days."
God, I hope that's true, is all I can think.
Chapter 15
Wyatt
I unlock my front door, about to jump out of my own skin over the excitement I have over seeing Andrea. I left her this morning curled up on her side … in my bed … naked and exhausted. I was exhausted too after the night we had, but in a damn good way.
This day at work dragged on. It was mostly paperwork followed by one call out to a domestic dispute, but the entire time, I kept thinking of Andrea naked in my bed. To say I was surprised is an understatement when I pulled into my driveway yesterday and saw her standing on my porch. With that blue sundress showcasing her beautiful legs, her golden hair spilling all around her shoulders, I thought I was having a hallucination for a moment.
Lust bolted through me followed by an insane desire to instantly possess her. She came … to see me … and it was almost beyond my comprehension. She clearly had the same feelings I was having, yet this woman was far braver than I ever was. She got her ass on a plane to come see me, while I was still negotiating with myself about how to handle it all. This thought causes me some shame, but there's no use in crying over spilled milk. She's here now, and I am going to use every bit of my free time to make something of this.
My free time just got a little bit freer, because even though I was just on vacation last week, my captain didn't have a problem with me asking for Monday and Tuesday off next week. That meant I had the next four days with Andrea, and I wasn't going to waste a moment.
Do I still have uncertainty as to what this is?
Fuck yeah.
But one thing is certain … last night was not a closure fuck for either one of us. There's some type of tether between us that isn't built on just insane chemical attraction and mind-blowing orgasms. We have a connection that was forged through a stressful undercover operation and mutual respect of each other's abilities. We went through something that was dangerous together, and I recognize now that this overwhelming need to protect Andrea during our time undercover was born not of a law enforcement partner's duty, but by that personal connection that was developing throughout it all.