《Arrest Me Officer》全部章節：第 61 章 - 第 70 章

Eric had his mouth wrapped around Tom’s cock. He was amazed at how much he loved the feel and taste of the man’s dick. He was memorising every vein and the thick spongy edge that mushroomed into Tom’s sensitive head. He was so responsive. Eric thought he could just suck this man off all day, enjoying how he writhed under the ministrations of his lips.He flicked his tongue relentlessly on Tom’s tip, and there was a ringing sound that seemed to be following the rhythm of his licking. He could hear his lover’s voice calling out his name. He must be getting ready to come.Oh yes, my love, come in my mouth. Let me taste your nectar…“Eric, wake up, your phone. It might be an emergency.”He bolted upright, long-time firefighter mode kicking in. He grabbed his phone and, without thinking about what had happened earlier, blurted out, “Chief Anderson, what is it?”“Hi, Chief, it’s Mike. I’m getting ready to head out to a fire…”“Is it…?”“Yeah, I would say definitely. It’s Rosewood Place, the

Tom tried to keep the conversation light as they drove in. They both had already agreed that they would just let it all spill out, no frills, just the truth of their relationship. Eric told Tom that he hoped that would help to just end the madness, then he could go and grab Charlene, and get back to work. Tom wasn’t feeling as optimistic as all that, but he was remaining positive for the chief’s sake.While Eric had showered earlier, Tom had found himself trying to absorb the crazy, heady emotions of the previous twenty-four hours. As if declaring their love for one another wasn’t enough, now they were going to essentially announce it to the town. Even though Tom had said he wasn’t embarrassed—and he wasn’t—it was still new territory for him. It wasn’t as though others hadn’t been aware of his sexual status in the past, but it had never been so blatantly declared. However, this was the only way he could see to absolve his beloved Eric of the blame for the fires. And he had to admit, h

Eric sat back on his sofa, full of burrito and love for this magnificent man who had shown up in his life. He knew he needed to try to track Matthew down later, he was anxious to work things out with his son. And, hopefully, at least try to have a civil conversation with him now that Charlene was out of prison. For now, though, he had a few precious hours left with Tom before his shift began, and he needed him more than ever.Tom was clearing the plates, and putting stuff away in the kitchen.“You don’t need to do that.”Tom shrugged. “I don’t mind.”Eric smiled to himself. He loved Tom’s easy-going manner. Actually, he loved Tom’s everything. He was too full to even consider fooling around at the moment, but he wanted some of him before his young lover was gone for two days. Two lonely days. Maybe they could watch a movie on demand, snuggle a little, and then…Tom interrupted his reverie by bouncing down on the couch next to him. “So, whaddya wanna do?”Eric laughed, as heartfelt a l

Eric awoke to cold, hard tiles against his cheek. He wanted to open his eyes, but the agonising pain on the right side of his head was too much from whatever had hit him. He could hear voices, hushed, but close by.“What the fuck, Brad? Are you crazy? That’s my dad, dude!”“I know that, you idiot. What’s he doing here? Why isn’t he in jail?”“Jail? Why would he be in jail?”“Because I… I just thought I saw something on the news…”“What? Since when do you watch the news? What are you looking for, the stock reports?”“You know, Matthew, I’m tired of you and your spoilt ass. It must be nice to have a rich daddy and get away with whatever you want.”“Ha! Rich? We’re not rich. And last time I checked, you were the one who said this would be a great way to get back at my dad, and if anyone’s getting away with anything, it’s just as much you as it is me. Now what the fuck was all this shit about my dad being in jail?”The voice—Eric knew it was Brad’s—suddenly took on a soothing quality. “He

Eric’s head literally pounded. He was lying in a hospital bed, he had been given all types of pills, and he assumed that one or the other would kick in at some point. At the moment, he was waiting for the results of his X-rays, and was on the phone with the same bail bondsman who had helped Charlene. Finally, the home appraiser had come through—not in time for Charlene, but just in time for Matthew. But he was running into the same hassle as he had before. It was already too late to see a judge, so Matthew would have to spend the night in jail.Eric worried over this. Matthew had confessed to being at the scene of the fires, helping Brad choose which ones would be the best targets, and storing the accelerants in his bedroom. But he maintained he had never actually started any of the fires, that no matter how mad he was at his dad, he just couldn’t stand the thought. Eric knew his son was a good kid deep down, and would pay for his bad decisions in many ways other than jail. He was jus