Cougar Needs [Cougarlicious 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Free Page A

weekend.
    Going to her closet, she grabbed a pair of black yoga pants that were loose and comfortable. It shocked her to realize her thong was wet as she pulled them on. She grabbed a bra from the basket on the shelf and worked it on under her sleep shirt. She gasped as the bra brushed against her erect nipples, sending heat straight to her clit.
    What was happening to her? She had never felt such arousal before just meeting a man. What was it about this police officer that had her turned on like a schoolgirl with her first crush?
    Returning to the back door, she took a deep breath and tried to calm herself as she slipped her flip-flops back on. Opening the door, she stepped out and found Sergeant Katz standing with another man studying the damaged door of her Jeep. She gasped silently as her pussy clenched and gushed when he turned and his laser-blue eyes met hers. There was definitely something going on, an electricity in the air that seemed to be connecting them. For the first time in several years, she decided to not fight the attraction, but instead see where it led even if he was a lot younger than she was.

Chapter 2
     
    Dawn was breaking by the time the other man finished printing the door and glove box and took his leave. Stacy had gone through the papers and found the only things missing were the Jeep’s registration, a roll of quarters she kept for emergencies, and the emergency bag that she kept on the floorboard behind the passenger’s seat.
    Sergeant Katz filled out a report and had her sign it on his computer. Once it had been filed, he wrote down the case number on a business card before turning it over and writing something on the back of the card.
    “Here’s the case number for your insurance company. I also put my cell phone number on the back. Call if you need anything,” he said, giving her a warm smile that sent tingles through her body to settle in her womb. “And I mean anything.”
    Stacy swallowed and nodded without speaking. She was not sure what she could say. After all, she was a forty-year-old divorcee with intimacy issues and he was a hot, hot, hot police officer who probably used to having every woman he crossed paths with fall at his feet or offer to spread their legs for him. Turning over the card, she found he had also written his name, KJ Katz.
    He did not seem offended at her extended silence, which was new experience. Most men would get upset when she held her tongue for too long. “Weather report says it’s supposed to rain for the next couple of days. What are you going to do about your window?” he asked.
    Stacy shrugged. “I’ll tape a plastic bag over it or something. I have appointments with clients all day today and need my car. What does the KJ stand for?”
    The question was out of the blue and probably inappropriate, but she did not care. She needed to think of something other than the fact that she did not have time and energy to waste getting her Jeep fixed or that this was the hottest man of any age she had been this close to in a long time.
    He smiled at her, and she caught him winking before he replied. “It’s a secret, but I’ll tell you after our first date. What time’s your first appointment this morning?”
    “Nine o’clock.”
    “Good. I get off”—he paused as he checked his watch—“in fifteen minutes. I’ve got a friend in the auto glass business. I’ll give him a call and see if he can fix your window today.”
    Stacy was stunned. First he appeared to be flirting with her, had probably broken some obscure department rule by giving her his cell phone number, and now he wanted to help get her car fixed?
    Her skeptical side demanded, “Why are you putting yourself out like this for me?”
    KJ’s expression grew solemn, but he did not answer for a few seconds as he stared deep into her eyes. She saw heat and something she had not seen in a man’s eyes in a long time, attraction on more than just a physical level.
    Finally he said, “I