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  “Are you this bossy with every woman you’re with?” I demand, jealousy making my words come out with a bite.

  He laughs and sheds his wife beater. Dear God, those abs are carved from stone. I lick my lips and shoot him a desperate look. One that says, please fuck me and then let me spend hours nibbling on your pecs.

  “Actually,” he murmurs as his brown eyes fall to my breasts that are bouncing with each heavy breath I take. “I only enjoy bossing you around.”

  “Gee, I feel so special,” I smart off in a wry tone.

  He unhooks his keys from his belt and stalks over to the cell door. His eyes are dark and hooded when he speaks. “You’ll feel really special in about a minute when I have my tongue inside your sweet pussy.”

  I gape at him in shock, but I’ll be damned if I don’t shiver in anticipation. So many times, I heard Joey and him speak crudely about girls, but not once were Gentry’s words aimed at me.

  Until now.

  And, dear baby Jesus, every ounce of heat the man possesses is obliterating me with each look. Each word. Each touch.

  He unlocks the cell and saunters in, overpowering the space. Gentry and Joey played high school and college football. Gentry passed my brother on height and size long ago. This man towers over me with broad shoulders that look good enough to take a bite out of.

  “Take off your dress, sweetheart,” he instructs, his tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. “I need to see my present.”

  At this, I smile. “It’s my birthday, punk. I should be the one getting gifts here.”

  He grabs my wrist, the heat of his grip nearly scalding me, and drags my hand to where his cock is hard in his pants. “Happy birthday. I hope you like big gifts.”

  I let out a laugh that’s half amused and half nervous. “I’m more of a jewelry girl. Just so you know for next time.”

  Both of his hands slide up to my neck where he reaches under my hair and unties my dress. Then, with sure movements, he pulls it down to reveal my full breasts. My dress slides to the floor, pooling at my ankles. The hungry way with which he admires my breasts has me gripping his cock through his pants. He lets out a pained groan. His dark eyes go wild with need—a look that I certainly want to see more of. My eyes meet his for a moment, and I lick my lips.

  “I want to suck your cock,” I whisper.

  His glare becomes murderous, and I wonder if I said something wrong. But the words that come out next snuff out all apprehension. “Could you be any fucking hotter, sweetness? I’m dying to have your pretty lips wrapped around my dick.”

  I beam at him as I start unfastening his belt and slacks. They fall to the floor heavily, and I waste no time shoving his black boxer briefs down his thighs, so I can see his cock. I’m no prude and have seen many cocks on television and Tumblr.

  Maybe I’m biased, but this is the best-looking dick I’ve ever seen.

  Long and thick enough that I know he’s going to tear me apart. But smooth and silky enough that at least I know it’ll be a soft destruction.

  The concrete is cold on my knees, but when I look up at him, his fiery gaze is so intense, it could melt me to the floor. I grip his length, tentatively licking the salty tip. A hiss escapes him. My nerves calm down once I realize I’m the one in control now. The smug asshole has a death grip on my hair, and his entire body trembles when I take him deeper in my mouth. I rub the underside of his shaft with my tongue as I attempt to ease him into my throat. All my friends talk about is how good it feels for a man when you deep throat him. And I sure as hell want to give Gentry a blow job he’ll never forget.

  “Goddammit,” he hisses. “I knew you’d be perfect.”

  His words spur me on, and I slide up and down his cock furiously until his heat is rushing down my throat without warning. He grips my hair as he fucks my face a couple of brutal times. Then, as if he gets ahold of his senses, he lets out a string of curse words.

  “Fuck, sweetheart.” He cradles my face in his palms as I pull away from his wet cock. His brown eyes are soft and concerned. “Did I hurt you?”

  I shake my head and give him a wicked smile. “Not yet.” And it’s the truth because my fantasy come to life is about to take my virginity. His cock is massive, so I know it’s going to be painful.

  He pulls me to my feet and hugs me to him. Our mouths meet for another heated kiss. With our naked bodies smashed together, I’m in a state of euphoria like I’ve never known before. I’ve only been in love with one boy. It’d always been unrequited. Or so I thought. A silent animal just waiting to be fed. I’ve been desperately hungry for him since the first time I saw him playing football in my front yard with no shirt on so many years ago. I’d been almost eleven when I developed my first crush—a crush that never went away. That seventeen-year-old boy just continued to grow more and more manly by the day. Other guys pursued me over the years, but I had no interest whatsoever.

  My heart was set on Gentry Adair.

  My heart still only beats for him.

  When his palms find my ass, I let out a sigh of pleasure. My hands curl around the back of his neck so I can kiss him harder. The fire that always consumes me when it comes to this man is blazing out of control. I need him more than anything in my life.

  “You’re mine, sweetheart,” he murmurs against my mouth. His words are like a song I’ve always wanted to hear. He lifts me and my legs wrap around his bare hips. When he stalks forward and presses my back against the cinderblock wall, I cry out from the cold.

  “Shhh,” he coos, his mouth attacking my neck and earlobe. “I’ll warm you up.” His cock is hot and throbbing as it bobs against the crack of my ass. Thrills shoot through me each time it touches me.

  He holds my ass up with one hand and then reaches between us to grip his cock. Our eyes meet when he teases my wet opening with the tip.

  “You ready for me?”

  I bite my lip. A shiver ripples through me, and I can’t tell if it’s from the cold or nerves. “I think so. It’s my first time.”

  His brown eyes become melted chocolate as he snares me in his heated gaze. “You saved yourself for me?”

  I look away, embarrassment threatening to swallow me whole.

  “Look at me,” he growls.

  I snap my eyes back to meet his. Shame seems to have a grip around my throat as I choke out my words. “I-I was h-hoping it would be with you—”

  “Good girl,” he praises, not letting me finish my words. “Don’t be afraid. I’m going to take care of you.”

  His words soothe me and I nod. “Will it hurt?”

  “Maybe,” he admits with a frown. “But I promise you I’m going to do my best to make it feel good.” His nose nuzzles against mine in an intimate way that seems to have a direct effect on my heart.

  He breaks our gaze so he can focus on pushing his cock slowly into me. I’m wet and my body seems to crave him as much as I do because I slide halfway down his length without much resistance. He’s thick enough that it burns as he stretches me as wide as my body will go.

  “I’ve loved you for far longer than I want to admit,” he whispers against my mouth. His words cause my heart to explode with happiness. Then, fire burns through me when he thrusts the rest of the way inside of me. A scream is lodged in my throat and two tears leak out of my eyes. I’m so stunned by the sudden onset of fiery pain that I stiffen in his grip. But then his fingers are massaging my still-swollen clit, making me quickly forget the fire between my legs. The burn quickly evolves into something that feels incredible. We’re connected. And whole. Finally.

  “Such a good girl,” he murmurs, slowly rocking inside me. The pain is subsiding as pleasure fights for front and center.

  He’s not wearing a condom and somehow that makes this moment more special for me. Gentry isn’t the type to put my health in danger. I trust that he wouldn’t have sex with me bare unless he knew it was safe for him to do so. But I do have to tell him something he isn’t going to like to hear.

  “I�
��m not on birth control,” I whimper, my voice overcome with emotion and desire.

  My words seem to unleash the animal within him because he fucks me harder against the cinderblock wall and his mouth owns me with a soul-consuming kiss. I lose all sense of reality as I get swept up in our carnal lovemaking. The grip I have on his neck tightens when another orgasm begins to quake through me. White blissful stars glitter my line of vision, causing me to go blind with all the pleasure rippling through me.

  His heat surges inside of me. I’ve never felt so connected to someone in all my life. I want to tether my heart to his, never letting go. He grunts as his cock seems to double in size. A few more thrusts and he slows. Our eyes meet. Darkness and love and possessiveness flicker in his gaze. I hope mine mirrors his.

  “We probably shouldn’t have done that,” I murmur and bite on my bottom lip. “That was reckless.”

  “I told you that you were mine now.” His forehead rests against mine. “I’m going to take care of you, just like I promised.”

  Deputy Gentry Adair

  She’s mine.

  It’s been that way since the year she turned sixteen—when she nearly pushed me over the edge of sanity. I remember it like it was yesterday. The way she climbed on top of me in the middle of the night when I’d stayed over at Joey’s after I had a little too much to drink. Somehow, through the fog of my drunkenness, I’d found the power to tell her no. Hardest fucking thing I’ve ever done. I had this sexy little thing rubbing against me and begging for sex. Like the gentleman I was, I resisted.

  I’m no gentleman now.

  She lets out a surprised shriek when I grip her ass and slide her off my cock that’s already trying to get hard again. Jessie Bennett is like a miracle drug for my dick. I’m already eager to fuck her once more. But first, I need to take care of her.

  “Time to clean you up, sweetheart,” I tell her softly and smile at her as I lie her back on the cot.

  Her blue eyes twinkle with love and happiness. She’s much more relaxed than she was when I first hauled her in here, kicking and screaming.

  “Spread your legs and let me see your sore pussy,” I order with a flirtatious grin. “I want to make you feel better.”

  Her brows furrow together, but like the good girl she is, she parts her thighs for me. I kneel at the far end of the cot and admire her red, glistening sex. My cum drips from her raw-looking lips, soaking into the cot below. I bet my cum mixed with hers is fucking delicious.

  “I’m going to kiss you,” I growl as I lean forward and inhale her between her legs. Her scent is alluring as hell. Now that I’ve gotten a proper whiff of her, I’d be able to locate this perfect pussy anywhere. Like Toucan Sam, I’ll follow my goddamned nose until my tongue is buried inside her.

  Her breath hitches when my lips press a soft kiss on her clit. I’m gentle as I love her pussy with just my mouth. Soft and tentative. My tongue is greedy, though, and refuses to be easy. The moment I run it along her seam and taste her orgasm mixed with mine, I become ravenous. I spear my tongue inside her tight hole, reveling in the cries of pleasure that rip from her.

  “Gentry,” she moans, her fingers gripped tightly in my hair. “Don’t stop.”

  As if I will ever stop. Now that I’ve had her, there will never be any stopping. She’s mine until the end. The slurping sounds would be vulgar to most ears, but to mine, they sound like music I need to hear more of. My grunts and her whimpers of pleasure are a symphony of longing getting slaughtered by love.

  No more waiting.

  No more wishing.

  We can be together.

  Her body is writhing on the cot so much that if I didn’t have her pussy pinned down with my mouth, she’d probably roll right off it and onto the floor. Once I break my girl out of jail, I’m going to give her a proper lovemaking in my bed.

  Until then, she’ll get this desperate, long-overdue fucking.

  My teeth tug gently at her clit and it’s enough to have her screaming. Somewhere amidst her strangled cry is an orgasm. Her body shakes violently. She’d admitted to being a virgin, and I hope to God she never made herself come this way. I want to be the only one to own that title. To be the one who makes her lose her mind with ecstasy. When she comes off her high, I lift up and admire my blonde beauty. Her eyes are closed and a smile plays at her lips. Most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in this lifetime.

  “You’re coming home with me tonight,” I tell her as my palm roams up her smooth stomach to her jiggling breast. “You’re coming home with me every night.”

  Her features are soft as she regards me with a powerful look of love. It blazes in her eyes, so overwhelming I’m nearly burned by it. I take her hand and pull her into a sitting position. My lips press against the back of her hand.

  “I have a present for you,” I tell her. “Get dressed and I’ll show you.”

  “I thought your cock was my present,” she says with a laugh.

  “My cock is most definitely the gift that keeps on giving,” I joke. “But I actually have a real present for you.”

  Her eyes light up with excitement, and I vow right then that I’m going to give the girl presents every day of her life.

  We both quickly dress. Once we’re done, I grab her hand and guide her over to the desk. I sit and then pull her into my lap. It’s amazing how easy this is for us. I suppose a couple of years of building desire will do that to two people.

  I reach into my desk drawer and pull out a black velvet box. It’s small and holds something almost as pretty as she is. I lift the lid and hold it up for her. She plucks the ring from the holder and grins.

  “This is gorgeous,” she breathes as she admires the blue stone that matches her eyes perfectly. “You shouldn’t have.”

  I take her hand and then ease the ring on her finger. “I needed you to understand how much you mean to me, Jessie,” I tell her as I kiss her knuckle just above the ring. “I needed something you could look at every day. A promise to romance and love you until you’re ready for more.”

  Her eyebrows lift and she smiles. “You plan to romance me?”

  “The plan was to romance you tomorrow night. The ring. A nice steak dinner. You and me. I’ve been waiting a long time for this. But then you had to go off and be naughty,” I chide with a laugh. “Ruined all my plans.” I wink at her and she swats at me.

  “And to think I was off being bad, hoping my favorite cop would come arrest me. Dreams do come true,” she teases.

  I pull her to me and kiss her supple lips. “We still found our way together.”

  “Do you remember that time you stormed into my house, grabbed our neighbor Josh by his T-shirt, and then punched him right in the face?” she questions abruptly.

  I wince because I’d been so enraged, I’d wanted to do much more than clock some teenage asshole in the nose. “I remember.”

  “Why’d you hit him? He refused to tell me.” Her blue eyes are soft as she regards me.

  I threatened him and told him if he told a soul, I’d arrest him. “I’d overhead him at Sonic, bragging to one of his buddies that he was going to ‘hit that.’” My palm slides up under her dress and I let my longest finger graze along her pussy. Understanding dawns in her eyes. Her mouth parts in shock.

  “Oh…”

  “I followed him to your house and decked him because he most certainly was not allowed to hit,” I growl as I stroke her clit, causing her to shudder, “that.” I kiss her breast through her dress. “All of this was mine, even if I wasn’t allowed to touch it yet.”

  She laughs. “Wow. Who knew you were such a brute? Just think, all this time I thought you saw me as an annoying kid.”

  “You were annoying, all right,” I tease. “When you’d prance by wearing a pair of cutoff shorts with your ass hanging out whenever I’d be at your house having dinner, my cock would get embarrassingly hard, and that was annoying.”

  We’re both chuckling when a deep voice booms from the doorway. I jerk my gaze over to
see Sheriff McMahon glaring our way.

  “I got a call from Gladys Morris on my cell that the station phone was down,” he grumbles as he walks over to the cord, which is still unplugged, and proceeds to plug it back in. “It was down, all right. Can I ask what in the hell is going on here?”

  Jessie slides off my lap and smooths out her dress. “I just came to visit Gentry for my birthday.” She flashes him a sweet smile. Her smiles disarm everyone. They always worked like a charm for me.

  Sheriff scowls. “How old are you, anyway?”

  She shrugs and challenges him with a gaze. “Not much younger than Mandy and perfectly legal.”

  He blanches at the mention of the town’s bad girl. “Okay, you two,” he grunts. “Just get out of here. I’ve got it from here.”

  I give him a quick nod of thanks and all but drag my girl out of the building. Once outside, I press her against the brick wall and kiss her until she’s breathless. My cock is straining in my slacks once more. Apparently, it’s making up for lost time.

  “You’re mine now, Jessie,” I remind her again as I nip at her bottom lip.

  She cups my cheeks and grins. “I always was.”

  The End

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