A Backwater Blessing by Kris Michaels

Author:Kris Michaels [Michaels, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947178472
Publisher: KMRW LLC
Published: 2018-08-08T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 6

Cole popped a beer and settled in to spend some quality time in with Logan’s seventy-inch flat screen. The only problem with this scenario? At ten o’clock on a Saturday night, there isn’t shit on television. A quick run through the channels left half a bottle of beer and absolute boredom. A couple swigs later, he headed upstairs. The sound of a shower running removed any doubt about what Logan was doing.

Cole’s insides itched. He was strung tight. Screw it. A shower might relax him enough to get some rest. A quick right turn put him in the bathroom. The shower wasn’t huge but it was better than a lot of accommodations he’d used while undercover.

The hot water felt good, and the shower massage pulsed with fair to decent pressure. White noise blanketed out the rest of the world. Images of the stupid fuck who’d insulted Bella flashed, sending another jolt of pissed off through his body. Not like him to be a caveman. He’d worked tight undercover operations with what…at least four other female officers. He’d never reacted to a situation emotionally, and he’d been in plenty of tense situations before. What the hell was his issue with her?

She’s a cop working a case. It shouldn’t matter if she’s female. A smoking hot female, granted. He palmed a handful of body wash. Those kisses and touches tonight had smoldered with a sizzling heat. His cock twitched and came to life thinking about the woman’s scent, the way her body fit perfectly against his side. Damn he’d bet she was a hellion in bed. He imagined she’d be wild to fuck. She wouldn’t—shit!

The falling water turned from fantasy warm to arctic cold in less than a second. Cole rinsed hastily and practically fell out of the shower. Note to self, do not shower at the same time as Logan. The freaking hot water heater couldn’t handle it. When his heart finally started beating at a normal tempo, and the icicles that hung from his flash-frozen balls melted, he dried and wrapped a towel around his waist. Halfway across the hall he stopped, remembering his dirty clothes.

Turning to retrieve them, he paused at an indistinct sound. What had he heard? He held his position listening to the unfamiliar creaks and groans in the little house. There…there it was again. Cole padded back toward the end of the hall. The small sound beckoned him farther. A stilted moan drifted toward him from Logan’s room. He lifted his hand to knock on her door but stopped short when he heard a hissed intake of breath.

Cole pressed closer to the door, listening intently. A steady humming suddenly broadcast through the silence. Her low groan and the creak of bedsprings froze him. Son-of-a-bitch—a vibrator! Cole leaned his head against the doorjamb. His cock stood at attention and wept at the mental picture of her spread eagle on her bed, naked and using a vibrator. He reached down and gripped the base of his dick through the terry cloth of his damp towel.

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