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Lori woke up at 3 am. She replayed the conversation they had last night. She knew he was home…she didn't remember grabbing a blanket when she lay on the couch, and one was covering her now. The dozens of tissues she used when she cried for hours were gone. She knew it was Rick. He cleaned up after her and made sure she was warm. Even after she was a total bitch to him, he still took care of her.
She thought about their life together. His father was over-bearing, and always told him "men don't cry." She thought about the mall shooting, and how much he said he panicked. She ignored the phone calls because she was annoyed that he was gone for so long. He was scared that he would find her dead. Even during the heat of the moment, he still said how he felt about her and that he loved her. She thought about what cops go through. All the crap in the news, and cops getting killed for no reason. They protect people who don't want them around.
She thought about what cops see. They are the first to respond to a crisis, just like Rick said. She remembered that horrible night…her parents and sister were driving to visit them. Carl was looking forward to seeing his nana and papa and Auntie Kate. She had just finished baking her mom's favorite apple pie, and had just taken it out of the oven when Rick and Shane came through the door. She was surprised, until she noticed that Rick's eyes were red and he had been crying. He took her by the hand, and led her to the couch. He held her hand, and said "There's been an accident." Some dumb ass teenager who was drunk and texting went right through the stop sign and T-boned the car her parents and sister were in. All three were killed immediately. Her mother was decapitated. Her father had massive trauma, and her sister was crushed. He was gentle as he could be, leaving out the details that he saw. He held her as she sobbed uncontrollably. She was a grown woman who was saying "I want my mom." He held her all night long, and Shane stayed over to help with Carl. Rick was her rock during the next few weeks. He made the arrangements, called family members, placed the notice in the paper. He did everything. Since he was the first responding officer he had access to the autopsy reports, and kept them away from her. She read in the newspaper about her mom. She was broken, it took months to get over it. It happened four years ago, and she still gets teary on Mother's Day, Father's Day, and major holidays. He KNEW. He understood.
Rick was never one to wear his heart on his sleeve. When he did cry over something he cried for ever. Stuff he saw on the job, general stress, anxiety over keeping his family safe in a crazy world. She knew she had it good with him. He is a good man. He is always gentle, tender, and has said many times that he would take a bullet for his family. She felt like such an ass for wanting him to "show more emotions." He's right…just Dr. Phil bullshit. She knows he loves her. She feels like the safest place in the world is in his arms. Fuck, what the hell did she do last night?
She heard Rick snoring from downstairs. She went up to the bedroom, and got undressed. She slipped under the covers. She saw he was dressed in just his boxers. She snuggled up to him, and even though he was sound asleep he rolled over and put his arm around her. She wanted to cry over how she acted and how he still loves her. She lay awake until he woke up. She hoped she didn't fuck up her marriage.
He opened his eyes and was surprised to see her there. She said "morning." And he responded with a "Good morning."
They lay in silence.
"I'm sorry." She said.
"Me too."
"I want to forget about it, and be happy again. I'm sorry I've been such a bitch. I had no idea how much it affects you. I won't force you to talk, unless you want to. I'm so, so, sorry."
"It's okay. I meant what I said….I was scared out of my mind at the mall, thinking I would find you dead. The thought of losing you kills me."
"I'm sorry, baby."
"Me too."
They looked into each other's eyes, and kissed. Each kiss got deeper and deeper. He rolled on top of her, and separated her legs with his knees. He sat up on his knees and pulled her panties off. She pulled off her shirt, and sat up to pull down his boxers, freeing his erection. He slid into her hard. She winced at first, then started to ride him in the familiar rhythm they developed over the past thirteen years of marriage. He rode her hard. In his mind, she was Amber. She was surprised to feel how rough he was getting. He pulled out and flipped her over, and shoved in rough from behind. He pounded into her for over twenty minutes. He came forcefully, exploding deep inside her. She was panting, out of breath.
"Oh my God, that was amazing."
"I'm not done."
She rolled onto her back, and he grabbed her legs and put them over his shoulders. Her knees were at his ears. He put his mouth over her lips, licking up her wetness from her orgasm. He darted his tongue in and out, making her come over and over. He was thinking of Amber the entire time. He wondered what she tastes like. Part of him wishes he went home with her. He was hard again, and after she came strongly he wanted her to suck him off.
He laid on his back, legs spread wide. She laid on her belly, and took him in her mouth. She cupped his balls, and bobbed her head up and down. He closed his eyes and thought of Amber. God, he really wanted to fuck her. When he was close he sat up and pulled Lori close. She sat on his lap, facing him. He thrusted his entire length into her. She moaned loudly from the orgasm, and lost count of how many time she came. She rocked her hips, and he told her to look him in the eye. He wanted to see her expression when she came. He put one hand on the mattress to steady himself, he thrusted harder and harder, while she slid up and down on his cock. He smiled when he saw her eyes roll back, and he came strongly, the second time inside of her.
They both laid on the bed, holding onto each other, sweaty, and exhausted.
"We gotta do this again." She laughed. "That was fucking amazing."
"I have the day off. See you in an hour?"
She laughed, and heard Carl come home. It was almost 7, and he had to get to school. She quickly got dressed and grabbed her bathrobe. She shut the bedroom door. She went down to see him and fix him breakfast. He laid there, thinking about Amber. Her sweet mouth. Her offer. Then he thought about Lori and Carl. He couldn't do that. He felt guilty for even thinking about it. He was a married man. His family meant everything to him. He thought about what would happen if they split. Carl growing up in a broken home. Lori. God, Lori. He thought of the panic he felt at the mall. He loved her. He really did. When things were going well between them, they were really going well. Last night was needed. He needed to get those thoughts and emotions out. Last night was just temptation. He tried to stop thinking about Amber. He got out of bed, and laughed when he saw the fresh come stains. He took a quick shower, dressed in a tee shirt and sweatpants, and went downstairs to his family.
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