uniform just like the other cops and the thick utility vest they all wore had hidden some of her more distinctive attributes. The wedding gown she wore tonight did not.
Hell, who knew she had tits like that? Round and large, and damn, he wanted to run his tongue up the valley. Or better yet, slide his dick between them. His cock twitched and Rain wondered if he could reach down and adjust himself without her noticing.
The interest in Cait wasn’t anything new, but seeing her in that dress had pushed the edges of his control.
He knew Tanner had been on a few dates with her. Hell, he’d shown up at Rain’s house afterward, frustrated and talking about the sexy new Public Information Officer on the force. Rain hadn’t thought much about it. He knew Tanner and knew the man wasn’t likely to settle down any time soon. Still, it was nice to hear about sexy women even if he wasn’t around any.
Then he’d returned to work and met Cait for himself. No, he hadn’t known she had a rack that made him want to come, but there was something definitely sexual about her, maybe it was the round ass that her utility vest couldn’t hide.
Before the shooting, Rain might have made a play for her. He and Tanner seemed to go for the same kinds of women and had made it a competition. But hell, what woman was going to want to deal with a guy who—
Rain didn’t let himself finish the thought. Cait was never going to see his scars, so what did it matter?
He’d just keep the picture of those tits and that sweet ass in his mind, use them the next time he stroked off.
He appreciated a person keeping in shape, but Rain liked a little softness with his sex. A little warmth and padding as he pounded into her. Like Cait. She was the perfect mix of healthy and curvy.
The thought led him back to Cait’s ass—nicely rounded. Perfect for his hands. He didn’t know this for a fact. He’d be taking his life in his hands to actually touch her ass without permission, but damn, from what he’d seen, she’d fit perfectly. Enough softness to ease him, enough power to fight him.
Just what he wanted in a woman.
But he knew better. He’d never risk his professional working relationship by coming on to another cop. No matter how much his dick wanted to be inside her.
He slid the tab onto the last hangar in his stack.
“I’m out.” As he spoke, he turned around, expecting the cool, distant stare he’d grown used to from Cait.
Instead, she was…naked. Really, really naked. Except for the bright-red panties. He dismissed them as a minor irritation. One quick tug and he could have them gone.
What the hell? Moments ago she’d been wearing that fluffy wedding dress. The mound of white pooled at her feet even as pink stained her cheeks.
Unable to stop himself, he looked at her breasts. Just as he’d imagined—full and firm. Enough for him to grip and hold. Squeeze while he was riding between her thighs, sliding into her slick cunt.
As he stared at her body, she seemed to react, slowly lifting her arm to cover her breasts. The sight offended him. Those tits were too pretty to hide. Just seeing them bare made his mouth water. He could spend hours focused on her breasts. Perfect to suck. Maybe fuck.
His cock strained against the material of his rented tux, wanting to be freed. Yes, sliding between those round, luscious tits, a slow, steady fuck, her mouth waiting each time he plunged forward.
But he wouldn’t come in her mouth. He’d come across her chest—spreading his come into her skin. Marking her.
“I can explain.” She looked around, as if she was trying to find her answer somewhere in the room. “At least I think I can explain.” Her hand, the one cupping her left breast, tightened. She shifted her palm a little to the side and Rain could almost imagine she was caressing her nipple. “The elastic in the gown must be faulty and it just sort of fell off me.” She started to bend down, kneeling to pick up the