36. So so in love

**Jodie**

The police station is a hectic place. I am glad that I have Doug with me because I was embarrassed when the cop at the receiving desk looked at me like I overreacted when he asked how long my mom and sister had been missing. 

"So I'm going to put it down as less than twenty-four hours." He comments while typing very slowly on the ancient computer on his desk. The man looks bored out of his mind. If I would guess I'd say that he doesn't want to be here too. But the condescending expression is making me uncomfortable, and as if Doug can pick up my mood he stands closer to me. He rests his hand on the small of my back, giving me support but still letting me be in charge of the situation. 

"Yes, I came here because I know it's not normal for them to not pick up my phone and not return my messages," I tell the man haughtily. Okay, I may go a little bit overboard with the situation but I am already emotional, and with more hours without hearing from them, I am getting more and more frustrated.

"Jodie, do you mind waiting for me over there, while I finish up your documentation with the nice officer?"

*Huh...nice my ass...*

I huff and manage to hold myself from giving the guy my eye roll and step back to take a seat nearby while I let Doug talk to the guy. It pisses me off that the guy smiles at something Doug says. Then like a miracle, the cop starts typing my report faster. 

*Ugh...men.*

It took another twenty minutes until we were finally back in Doug's car and my aggravation was shimmering down a little. Just a teeny-tiny bit.

"You okay there, baby?"

"Yeah...I'll get my temper down in a minute. Thank you for taking over back there." My boyfriend looks a little stunned by my show of appreciation, but I just shrug it off. I am not going to complain about the cop who handles my report. What matters is that the missing persons report is done and now I am hoping that they will do their job and look for my mom and sister. At the very least, they will try and take the case seriously. One thing is for sure, I am going to follow up with the report. I will do my best. Inside, I am still hoping that it's a mistake and that the annoying cop was right and Mom and Miley would be back at the house before the day ends.

Doug and I don't talk much on our way back to his place. I let him cook lunch for us while I watch since he won't let me help. 

"Why don't you get the plates and water, the pasta is almost done."

I know it is just a simple spaghetti lunch, but the man actually makes cooking spaghetti, sexy.  Anddd... the sauce smells so good that I can't wait to try it. 

"Oh my god...this is delicious," I blurt out when I finally taste the spaghetti. The sauce hit my taste buds perfectly. "It tastes like one of those Spaghetti dishes in Rome where I can't even pronounce the restaurant's name." I grin at my man and back to focus on the plate of the best spaghetti I've had in a while.

I meant what I said, the tomato sauce is light, yet strong at the same time, and I seem to amuse him when I was talking with my mouth full. Then he actually shifts in his seat when I let out an appreciative moan for his cooking. 

*Well...well....*

We eat lunch in quiet, mostly because I am too focused on clearing my plate to talk. My hot boyfriend can surely cook. *Damn...my boyfriend* I have a boyfriend now, my hot sexy boyfriend. A boyfriend who is there for me when I need him. I wonder how long will I be with my man. I have never been involved in a grown-up relationship before. Doug was my first and I cherished every memory of it. But now...even when Mom and Miley are still missing, a little guilty feeling inside me gnawing at the thought that I still want him. I need to focus on finding my family first, not secretly being eager to spend time, imagining having an intimate session with my boyfriend. Sex...yes, I should be able to say it. even in my mind. I am not a prude, I had Billy as my best friend. I am way more lectured in gay sex than any baby gays around.

"Jodie?"

"Mmm?" I drink my glass of water now that I am done clearing the delicious spaghetti. My eyes dart to my boyfriend's lips when he's scooping a pint of vanilla ice cream into two small bowls. I am still watching him when he walks back to the dining table where I sit on his left side, because he doesn't want me to sit all the way at the other end of the table. 

"What are you thinking? You seem serious for a moment there?" He places one bowl on my front and the other one on his front. My eyes are now locked on his tongue that is licking the ice cream spoon. Okay...now look who's the tease.

*Ugh...maybe I'm just too horny to care.*

But then the damn sexy grin is plastered on his face and I know that he knew that I was watching him. 

"Jodie, you better stop giving me that look and finish your ice cream," Doug says with a playful tone. Okay...I am sure he knows that I am watching him. God...did he know that I am hungry for him too? My man is so damn sexy, especially when I remember back in the police station when he took over and helped me with the missing person reports. 

It's my turn to lick the ice cream spoon once I'm done with my bowl and his reaction doesn't disappoint. His eyes follow as my tongue lick the last remnants of the creamy ice cream. There's a smile on my face, okay...maybe it's part of my seduction method, I really don't know. I am really new at this boyfriend stuff and I am not sure how to be sexy. This was my horniness taking over. *Yep. I am a bit afraid of my sexy game.*

"Leave the spoon and come here," his growly tone sent a shiver down my spine.

"I shouldn't be thinking about sex when my mom and sister are still missing," I mumble but get up and sit on his lap.

"Shh...let me take care of you. Let me make you forget just for a little while. We have my dad and the police now involved in finding them. There's nothing we could do but wait and my dad also told me to keep you safe."

"So...this is what you have in mind for keeping me safe?" I ask, practically purring when I move to straddle his lap.

The man doesn't take long. He takes off my blouse and I relent as I start kissing him back, unclasping my bra. I moan when his hand trail to my side and his lips latch onto my neck, while I grind him, feeling his hardening cock.

"Doug," I whimper when he grabs my ass and lifts me, carrying a short distance to the other end of the dining table with a clear surface. He tugs my jeans off along with my panties, I blush knowing that I'm lying on his dining table, naked while he's still fully clothed.

"My favorite kind of dessert." He sits in the chair, grabbing my thighs before he kisses the inside of my thighs. "Fuck, your dripping for me, baby," he says huskily seconds before his tongue licks my bare pussy while his hands hold me close for him to feast on.

"Doug...Doug, oh...my...god..."

My orgasm hits after he makes me feel like I am truly his number-one favorite dessert. He shoves his tongue and licks me expertly. Doug doesn't let me come down from my climax when he unbutton his jeans, dragging them down along with his boxer shorts. He swiftly put on a condom before he ever so sexily push his dick inside me.

I moan his name again when I feel him stretch my insides. I am still throbbing, from the post-climax when he starts moving in and out of me. My legs feel like jelly but I am still greedy for more.

"So perfect, love you so much," he softly says while he quickens his thrusts. I feel a little tingling between my legs as I am about to burst. And when he told me to let go, that's when I climaxed for the second time. My boyfriend wraps his arms around me when he comes and unloads inside the condom.

"I love you too...so... so much," my lips pressed against his warm chest and I felt like I have finally come home. For the first time ever in my life.