Though he was on duty and absolutely shouldn’t do this, he released her, strode to the door, locked it and put the Closed for Fifteen Minutes sign in the window. Then he took hold of her hand and half-walked, half-dragged her to the back of the store.

“Blaine,” she said on a nervous laugh. “I’m working here. You can’t just—”

Pressing her against the same wall that had hosted one of their very first encounters, he kissed the words right off her lips. His hand worked its way under her skirt, where he encountered a tiny string thong, the kind that never failed to turn him into a stark raving lunatic whenever he saw it wedged between her sweet cheeks. He pushed it out of his way and sank two fingers into her.

She turned her face to break the kiss and drew in a sharp breath.

He froze. “That didn’t hurt, did it?”

“God, no. Don’t stop.”

Keeping her anchored to the wall with the tight press of his body, he used his free hand to open his uniform pants. This was madness. He was on duty. He was the goddamned chief of police about to fuck his smoking-hot pregnant wife against a wall in her store in the middle of his shift.

“What?” she asked, tuning in to his reluctance.

“I shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Yes, you should. You absolutely should.” She finished freeing him from his pants and stroked him until his eyes crossed with lust. “Don’t leave me like this.”

What could he say to that? Nothing, so he forgot he was on duty and that she was working. He forgot about everything other than her and how much he loved her. The one thing he couldn’t forget was that she was pregnant, which was the only reason he didn’t hammer into her the way he wanted to. Rather, he took it slow and easy, cupping her ass cheeks as he worked his way into her tight channel.

“You take my breath away every goddamned time,” he whispered harshly.

“Same. Same, same, same.” She clung to him. “Don’t hold back, Blaine. It feels so good.”

“Afraid,” he said, faltering. “The baby…”

“It’s fine. We’re fine.”

“Hold on to me.”

She tightened her arms and legs around him. “Love me. Just love me.”

“I love you so fucking much. I want you all the time, even when I’m on duty and shouldn’t.”

“You should. You really, really should.”

As he laughed, he faltered, losing his rhythm for a second before he recovered. “This is going to be fast.”

“I like fast.”

Blaine groaned as he gave her what she said she wanted, more gently than he normally would have, so he wouldn’t hurt her or the baby. The very thought of that made his knees go weak, and with her pressed against the wall, he couldn’t afford weak knees.