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“Thank you, Tanner,” she replied. His eyes flickered down to her lips and in that instant, she knew he wanted to kiss her as much as she wanted to kiss him. Unlike her, SynTanner probably only be tempted a handful of times before he gave in. She did not want him to finally give into that temptation in a moment where she would have bad breath.

“I—I have to pee,” she whispered. He backed away immediately but by the look on his face, she realized that he called her bluff. He knew that she just wanted to get away from him rather than go with the flow of the heated moment between them. Still, instead of calling her out, he backed away and let her scurry off.

“Well that was pure rejection if I’d ever seen one,” SynTanner groaned to himself as he went to sit around the table. He was starving, but he would rather wait for Blossom to return so they could have breakfast together. If she still wanted to, that was.

“Hm, what did I do wrong? I’m pretty sure I read our connection well. Shit, maybe she’s just still upset about the whole Chance thing. Why am I even trying to kiss a helpless woman in the first place? She just—ugh she gives me a feeling in my gut that I can’t fucking ignore.” SynTanner was talking to himself, trying to analyze the situation. Maybe he needed to stop thinking like a cop though and just be a man. Blossom wasn’t a case. Even if she was a mystery, since he knew nothing about her, he couldn’t treat her like he would treat any case.

His pondering thoughts were interrupted by Blossom emerging from the bathroom. She had let her hair down from its bun. It was tousled against her shoulders and what was supposed to be casual just came off as sexy to him.

“I think I’m going to cha—”

“Oh no you don’t. I’m starving and won’t eat without you. Let's sit and eat. Besides I don’t want it getting too cold,” he stated.

“Guess I can’t say no,” she replied.

“You cannot.” He pointed to the seat across from him. Blossom conceded and sat at the table with him. He uncovered the trays of food, setting everything up for her. sitting across from him, she could smell the food and indeed she was hungry, but the only thing she was thinking about was the kiss they nearly shared. Was the moment completely gone now? Fuck. She couldn’t think of anything else until she got the kiss out of the way and just satisfied both their curiosities and temptation.

“You’re not touching anything,” he said, seeing she wasn’t reaching to pick anything up.

“Tanner,” she said.

“What? Why are you acting so strange?” he questioned. She stood from the table. There was no way she could just sit and eat breakfast with him and not continue what they had started. She had a thirst to quench. Had this been a client, she would have told them to go for the gusto and follow their gut. Blossom was going to take her own advice. She stepped up to him, still standing next to the table. He looked up at her, confusion painting his features.

“Blossom?” His brows shot up against his forehead, watching her get close to him. Even though he was sitting, he still had enough height to where she didn’t have to lean down too much. Without much apprehension, she leaned close to him. SynTanner drew in a sharp breath as Blossom’s tender lips hung just a mere inch away from his. Before he could think of taking any action, she pressed forward, connecting their lips. An explosion cascaded over his heart, breaking apart the heavy walls he’d built around his feelings. Sweet. Tender. Fresh. Luscious. Her kiss seemed to melt time. SynTanner couldn’t sense anything but the feel of her lips against his. Time stood still. Breathing in through his nose, SynTanner held the side of her face, diving deeper into the kiss. Her taste suffocated him in the sweetest of ways. He stood slowly, still keeping his lips attached to hers. Standing, he hovered over her and dominated the kiss, delving his tongue into her sweet mouth. Blossom clutched onto his arms, allowing him to lead the kiss. Even though she was allowing him to lead, she was giving just as much as he gave and took just as much as he did.

Electricity zinged throughout Blossom’s body. It felt as if his kiss wielded the power for her to levitate as her whole body became electrified by his kiss. It was as if her body was recognizing all her pent up desires and each time his tongue swooped into her mouth, her desires would finally explode. Her nipples were beyond ripe as they brushed against his bare chest. With a fire rooted in her gut, Blossom jumped up, wrapping her legs around his narrow waist. With his stature and agility, he held onto her with no problem, palming her ass. They continued to kiss as if it was their last day on earth, thickening the room with desire and hot lust. His long legs began to move, carrying her towards the bed. Blossom’s lady lips began to flutter with excitement knowing exactly where this would lead them. She wanted it. She needed it. She craved him.

SynTanner fell to the bed with her beneath him. The fall rattled both of their mouths loose. SynTanner hovered over her, breathing heaving. She was clutching onto his shoulders, her eyes smoky with desire.

“I—I thought you didn’t want this. That maybe I had misread something,” he whispered.

“Why?”

“The whole I have to pee thing.” Blossom had completely forgotten about that the moment their kiss ignited.

“No! No! I wanted to kiss you. I wanted you to kiss me back. But—but I had morning breath,” she pouted. “I had to get away before our first kiss was ruined.” Realizing why she had run away put a smile on SynTanner’s face. He chuckled even more from the adorable look on her face.

“You’re an enigma, Blossom,” he whispered. He leaned down and kissed her softly. She sighed and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled him down onto her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist. In this position, she could already imagine what he would feel like completely embedded within her, stroking her into complete bliss. SynTanner’s kisses moved from her lips, across her chin and then down her neck. When his lips wrapped around the flesh of her neck, she moaned loudly. He sucked at her skin while pushing up her tank top. Damn, this was the seduction she missed when Chance had tried to touch her body. This was what it felt like to be engulfed in the flames of desire, ready to be burned delightfully.

“Hm, you’re so sweet,” he groaned throatily, continuing to lick at suck at her body. A warm hand crawled up her stomach and palmed her breasts, squeezing and kneading it. Pulling her shirt up all the way, he bared both of her breasts. Blossom was nervous as his eyes trailed down to her revealed skin. She wasn’t exactly the bustiest woman but she still wanted to appeal to him in some way. However, as he gazed down at her, she saw nothing but satisfaction in his eyes.

“I might let you know now that I’m a breast man,” he grumbled.

“Re—really?” she gasped out. He nodded as he dipped his head down. His lips caressed her beaded nipple before he slowly sucked it into his mouth. Blossom felt her insides begin to clench. Was it possible to orgasm off just that? No man had ever sucked her breasts so good she felt like falling off the edge into a blissful orgasm. He continued to tend to her breasts, tugging and sucking softly and expertly. Any woman he may have had in his past was probably driven crazy just as much as she was at the very moment.

A loud vibration seemed to shake the table, shocking both of them from the midst of their growing passions.

“You’re joking. I know you’re joking right now,” SynTanner breathed, as he rested his forehead against Blossom’s chest. She was trying to catch her own breath. Caressing his head softly, she sighed.

“I think you should answer it.”

“I know, I know. I’m just pissed. My phone has been quiet all damn morning, and now just when we’re getting into it, someone wants to call me. Man, the universe plays cruel jokes, sometimes.” SynTanner laid a soft kiss on her lips before he regretfully moved away from her body. Blossom pulled her tank top down and sat up against the headboard of the bed, watching as he went to retrieve his buzzing cell phone. Her eyes were cast directly at the straining muscle behind his jeans.

“SynTanner,” he grunted as he answered the phone. Blossom kept watching him as he tried to maneuver his erection into a more comfortable position in his pants.

“Uh huh. Yeah. Got it.” He spoke only those words before he hung up the phone. He looked at Blossom

“Oh no. What happened?” she asked, already knowing it had to be something.

“Chance is at the police station. Chief wants me to bring you to the station pronto. Chance is apparently bringing up charges against you,” SynTanner told her.

“Against me?! What?!”

“I need you to keep calm Blossom.” SynTanner ordered softly. She didn’t understand it, but her panic was immediately swallowed by his strongly spoken words.

“I told you. When you’re with me, you’re protected. I want you to come and eat breakfast, then we’ll go down to the station. We’re going to keep calm and stay collected. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Deputy SynTanner,” she replied, heat lacing her words. She licked her lips as he gazed at her. Even with the situation turning on its head slightly, all SynTanner could think about was Blossom calling him Deputy SynTanner while he was deep within her guts. It would probably make him nut faster than when he lost his virginity. It was hard to resist the urge to take her, but her protection came first and foremost. If he continued to be her protection, then she would easily be able to trust him enough to become his. SynTanner just had to focus on her safety and then all the chips would fall into place.