Chaotic (Imperfection Perfection #1)

“I really do,” he replied back seriously. “The job actually runs in my family. My dad’s a Lieutenant and my grandpa retired from the department before he passed away. I’ve always looked up to the both of them and I plan on carrying on the tradition.”


I was stunned into silence at his admission. He had never talked about his family with me, not once.

“Yeah, I rebelled a bit when I was younger, getting these,” he pointed to the sleeve of tattoos on his right arm and then moved to his lip, “and a few of these, but I straightened out a bit over the years. As far as the girls and the laid back attitude, well I guess I’m just having fun while I can. Don’t get me wrong, I know I’ll love my job, but I’m not going to have time to be chasing girls around then. Might as well get it out of my system now.”

“I just can’t imagine you being a cop someday.”

“Well it’s gonna happen, princess.” His arms circled my waist, pulling me to the edge of the countertop. “Sorry, I don’t have any handcuffs yet. I’m sure we could have a lot of fun with those.”

I burst out into laughter, but it was cut off by Justin’s mouth on mine. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he deepened the kiss; his tongue feeling like it was trying to touch every inch of my mouth all at once.

I felt a hardness pressing between my legs and my hips had a mind of their own as they rolled into him. He pulled away all too soon, but not before capturing my bottom lip in between his teeth and tugging at it.

I sat there, catching my breath like I always did after one of his mind blowing kisses, and he pulled away with a smirk, letting my legs drop loosely back against the countertop. The sound of the back door locking brought me back to reality and I reached for my purse to leave.

“Aren’t you going to eat something before we leave?” I finally asked, my eyes searching through the almost pitch black darkness for his form. He normally made it his mission to see how much free food he could cram down before we left for the night.

“I’m really not that hungry,” he whispered huskily into my ear from behind. “For food at least,” he added on before twisting my body around so he was once again standing in front of me.

I could see that smirk on his face, being so close, as his hand glided up my thigh once again, but this time he didn’t stop at my skirt. His warm hand caused me to break out in his goose bumps as it ran over the lacy material of my underwear. Yeah, I think they were pretty much ruined because of the feelings he was generating.

“How ‘bout we play a little game?”

“A game?” I managed to choke out over my racing heart. I really wasn’t in the mood for any of his joking. Really, I was in the mood for something completely different.

“Yeah,” he replied licking his lips. “A game that I’ve all ready won, because clearly I’m awesome, and my prize is you. What do you think?”

“Sounds like an excellent idea,” I breathed out as his hand went back into place, only this time I could feel him working them down my legs. His hand came to rest at my hip bone as his other scooped up my underwear and he tucked them into his back pocket like they were his prized trophy before coming back to hover me, making sure not to touch any part of my body.

He stared down at me, those gray eyes looking like they were trying to soak up every inch of me. “You’re so beautiful.”

Those kinds of words were rare out of his mouth, at least up until now. Sure, he told me I was sexy all the time and could never keep his hands off of me, but these softer words sounded even better coming from his lips.

I squirmed underneath him, waiting for what was to come next, but he stayed there just out of reach. I threw the back of my arm over my eyes and let out a groan. “Okay, I’m your prize. Now please have your way with me,” I said, it coming out muffled but I knew he heard every word.

I felt him shift above me, his hands moving farther down on my legs and then suddenly he was moving them apart. My insides were tingling at what was to come next but I didn’t look down, the anticipation seemed to make it even more exciting.

I felt his mouth on me the instant it landed. His tongue darted out and I suddenly wished I wasn’t on this countertop, I really felt like I was going to fall off each time I arched into him, but I soon forgot that as he continued licking and sucking.

My skirt hitched around my hips as I hung on for one of the most exhilarating rides of my life, and I moaned out his name when he inserted a finger. It was then that I became undone, moaning so loud, it was almost embarrassing. I didn’t care though, my mind was completely clear of anything at that moment, besides Justin.

He kissed a trail back up my leg after I had finally calmed down and I peeked an eye open at him, his expression calm and relaxed as he stared back at me. “That was a really sweet prize. You ready to go again?”





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