All Chapters of Kiss It Better: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"So when is my mother coming back from her..." She does air quotes. "Business trip?"My fingers flex on the steering wheel. "About a month or so."That's a lie. I doubt Sadie's mother is ever coming back.The girl sitting in the passenger seat of my car is my sole priority now.My sole...everything."How did my mother hook up with a cop? I can't wrap my head around it. She is just as resentful of authority as I am. Last time I saw her, she was trying to kick a coke habit and failing." Sadie gestures at me. "How did this happen?"The truth?I'd had a shitty day at work and needed a drink. I lost an officer in a gun fight that afternoon and gave myself permission to numb some of the pain with whiskey. Rare for me. To give in to weakness like that. But there I was, replaying the moment over and over again, wondering what I could have done differently, when Kelli stumbled to the bar beside me.Crying. Drunk.If I hadn't seen the picture of Sadie on her lock screen, I would have asked her

I make a meal out of getting on the machine and beginning to climb, exaggerating every movement and watching his jaw flex in the wall of mirrors. "So, Damien..." Discreetly, I slip my phone out of my sports bra, setting it in the cup holder of the stair climber, facing it in the direction of the squat rack. "Do you work today?""Yes," he growls, tearing his gaze off my bottom, walking to a shelf near the door and chugging a full bottle of water without coming up for air. The thing between his legs is no longer a pendulum. Ah, no. It's pushing against the front of his sweatpants like an extended fist. "I'll be back for dinner. You're going to stay out of trouble while I'm gone.""There go my plans," I quip, sending him a teasing look over my shoulder.The water bottle pauses on its way back to the shelf. "You're in a playful mood.""I think we got off on the wrong foot yesterday." I arch my back and really give him a show, feeling the shorts ride even higher. It's not the most comforta

It takes me a goddamn hour to get through the station.Phones are ringing off the hook and everyone needs paperwork signed off or a fresh set of eyes on their case. By the time I finally make it to my office and close the door, I'm so anxious for the scent of Sadie, I almost rip the drawer clean out of my desk.I take out the steel box and place it in front of me, unlocking it with the combination only I know, flipping open the lid to take out a pair of her panties. Cost me hundreds to have these taken from her things in juvie, but they're the only thing that's been getting me by without her.Pressing the lacy black underthings to my nose, I inhale deeply, my dick already at full mast from her lavender scent. I've never had a hard-on like this. My breaths echoing in the quiet office, I unbutton my jeans, tear down the zipper and shove her panties inside the opening, raking them up and down my rigid cock."Oh, fuck, baby. You like rubbing your pretty cunt on Daddy?"In my head, I can s

When the call goes out from dispatch, a pit opens in my stomach.Five suspects in custody.Robbery.The more I listen to the chatter between the dispatcher and the responding officers, the more I learn. An employee of the store is also being held on suspicion to aid and abet the robbery. The entire offense was caught on CCTV. No mention of Sadie, but I know she's among the five suspects. I know it.I'm driving like a bat out of hell from the other side of town, hitting the gas through red lights and turning corners on two wheels. She must have left her phone at the Devil's Den, because I tracked her there only to find her gone, a bunch of punk kids in her place, none of them willing to talk. More than anything, I just want to concentrate on getting to her and making everything okay, but I refuse to take her safety or freedom for granted. Picking up the radio, I bark into the receiver. "If one of the suspects is Sadie Allen, keep her at the scene until I get there."A crackle comes fro

"Gorgeous girl," I rasp, leaning down to close my lips around one of the rosy buds, drunk from the taste of her in seconds. So intoxicated, I don't know how I'll be able to tear myself away from the innocent peaks. Especially when she's at my mercy, restrained. Unable to do anything but accept the pleasure. "Do you like me being in charge, Sadie?"Her nod is cautious, but her eyes are ablaze. "Yes."That word out of her mouth, the confirmation that she feels this intense bond between us, too, sends my pulse into a gallop. "Did you enjoy your spanking this morning?""Yes," she whispers, her nipples plumping against my palms."I didn't do it because I was mad at you. I need you to know that. I'd never lay a finger on you out of anger."She peers up at me, like she can see right through me. "I...know.""Do you?" My voice is thick with emotion. "Why do you think I spanked you?""I'm not sure," she whispers. "I only know that it made me feel...grounded. I'm always kind of lost and floating