Chapter 4

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He then descends on a punishing pace sending me skyrocketing over the edge. Before I'm able to come down from my high I being picked up and slammed down on his hard protruding cock. He slams into me over and over again until I'm coming and screaming. We continue until dawn until we were both sitting in a chair naked, me straddling his waist, too exhausted to move we fall asleep. Waking up a couple hours later we say our good byes and I head home to moms.

Hours later I wake with a hangover out of this world. Mac is still asleep so I Pull on my very short black gym shorts and white Playboy cami that set off my red lotus tattoo that covers my entire right shoulder. Popping some Tylenol and throwing my hair in a messy bun, I then slide on my aviators and head over to the coffee shop for some much needed caffeine. 2 blocks away from the coffee shop I see flashing lights behind me and sirens. Son of a bitch, I need some fucking coffee. Pulling over on the side of the road I lay my pounding head back on the seat waiting for the officer to approach. "License and registration mam?" shivers shake my body as I hear the familiar voice. Turning to match the face with the voice I'm more shocked about the uniform than I am about hearing the voice. Hudson is standing outside in a navy blue cop uniform. Like a fuck hot uniform and black aviators, Holy fuck I'm gonna need a new set of panties. Unable to contain my curiosity I say " Keller are you a fucking cop? Holy Fuck balls you are a cop!" keeping his cold façade he says "License and registration mam" So this is how its going to be, ok I can deal much better with cold Hudson than sweet charming Hudson any day. Getting out my license and registration I feel Hudson's hot gaze on my shoulder. Handing them over he stares at me for a minute than says "I'll be right back." heading back to his car to run my name. He's probably shocked. Tattoo's and curse words were what I considered trashy back when we were together. I'm not afraid to admit I was miss goody two shoes. I was voted Miss Most likely to become the First Lady for christ's sake. Prim and Proper Ritchie has been gone since the night I found my best friend and Boyfriend in bed together. That night I lost my boyfriend, my scholarship, and spent my first of many more to come nights in jail. I wasn't a criminal or anything, me and Mac mostly were arrested for public intoxication. The stunts and pranks we came up with while we were drinking are notorious in Hawaii. It was also kind of a tradition to spend one night in jail of every place we've ever been. We hardly ever got charged. We knew how to sweet talk our way out of charge. We Mostly just spent the night in the drunk tank. We've met a lot of Police officer friends that way. Even dated some of them. Well, all the available ones anyway. Police officers were the wildest in bed. I kind of had a fetish for them. I've had more sex in a police station than in my own bed. Hudson being a cop is going to be bad for me all around. Its a good thing he's engaged. One rule I don't break is I don't sleep with unavailable men.

As Hudson approaches the window the pounding in my head gets worse. I really need that coffee and now thanks to Hudson a shot. Yes, coffee and a shot of the dog.

"Can you tell me what I've done to get pulled over or do you harass all the new comers that come to this town?"

"New Comer? Do I need to remind you that you grew up here.?" Making a show of sniffing the air I say

"Like I could forget. believe me I tried. I could smell the stink of shadiness as soon as I got here."

"There's the Ritchie I know.The Uptight Judgmental shrew, I thought she was gone and had been replaced with the foul mouthed tramp. Nope, she's still in there somewhere. Nice rap sheet by the way. I'm sure your mother's proud." Verbally sparring with Hudson had set a fire inside me I hadn't felt in a long time and if I didn't shut it down I was going to be in a world of trouble. There was no way in hell I was being caught in that trap again. Our fights burned us a live and led me spiraling into a world of heartbreak. Doing what I've never done with Hudson before I put on my best "I don't care" act and say

"Well officer as nice as it was catching up on and all I really do have to be going. So if you could just give me that ticket or whatever else you were going to do Id really appreciate it." Seeing the flinch was a small victory. 5 years ago I would of continued the fight until we both ended up fired up, breathless, and so hot for each other we'd barely make it behind a closed door. I'd never ever turned down a verbal Spar with Hudson before and it felt like Id just thrown away the key to me ever being a whole person again. Fuck coffee, I needed a whole bottle of Jack, Jim, and Johnny. Looks like Ill be skipping the coffee shop. Stillness descended on us for a moment before he looked at me and growled

"Your taillight is out. Get it looked at." and walked away.

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