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I try to move my foot from the chair, but he immediately stops me.

He growls, his tone brooking no argument. "I didn't say I was done." My eyes widen as I freeze in place.

He withdraws his fingers almost completely, then drives them back in with enough force to make my knees buckle. He repeats the motion, his thumb finding my still-sensitive clit. I've got a death grip on his shoulders. Leaning against the wall for support, my hips instinctively rocking to meet his hand. His other hand continues to knead my breast as I thread my fingers through his silver-streaked hair.

He adds a third finger, increasing both pressure and pace. The stretch is delicious, just this side of too much. With each upward thrust, he curls his fingers, searching for and finding that spot inside me that makes stars explode behind my eyelids.

"Tobias," I cry out, leaning forward against him. "Ahh!"

My second orgasm hits harder than the first, muscles clamping down on his fingers as waves of pleasure pulse through my core. The added fullness of three fingers gives me more to grip, intensifying the sensation as I ride out my climax.

"I stand corrected, watching it the second time is even better." His voice is heavy and low.

When the last of my aftershocks subside, I realize my standing leg is trembling with fatigue. As much as I don't want this to end, I need to adjust my position.

"Tobias, please, may I put my leg down?" I ask breathlessly. "My other leg is getting sore." I quickly add, "I can put the other one up on the chair instead," not wanting him to think I'm ready to stop.

He looks inordinately pleased with himself, chest practically puffed with male pride.

"Yes, you can put your leg down," he concedes with a mischievous smile.

"Thank you, Sir," I murmured.

"You don't have to call me sir," he says, studying my face. After a pause, his expression shifts. "On second thought, you do, I like it."

He captures my mouth again, nipping gently at my lower lip until I open for him. Our tongues tangle as his large hands stroke up and down my back, mapping every curve.

"Sir," I whisper between kisses, reaching for the snaps of his uniform shirt, "why am I almost naked and you're fully dressed?"

"I see no problem with you being almost naked and me being dressed," he teases, but doesn't stop me as I unfasten the first snap on his shirt.

I'm working on the third when a knock at the front door freezes us both in place.

"Ruth? Are you there? I brought Joey back," a familiar voice yells from outside.

"Oh Hell! I forgot, Joey's been at the groomers." I panic momentarily before remembering the locked door. Looking down at myself—standing in just my bra, underwear and knee-high boots—I glance up at Tobias with wide eyes.

"Ruth?" Another set of harder knocks.

"I'll go," Tobias says, quickly rebuttoning his shirt as he steps away and walks around the door. I remain leaning against thewall, my body still humming with pleasure and frustration in equal measure.

Damn it!

Chapter 21

Tobias

Good grief, I was so swept up by her I didn't even notice the dog wasn't here. Adjusting my shirt, I walk out into the shop. As soon as I clear the door, my inner critic—the one I've spent a lifetime listening to—launches its attack.

What the ever loving fuck are you doing? You sleep with her and there will be no going back. The whole town will know and then where will your career go? When she was starting high school, you were already Sheriff. You had your fun, gave her some pleasure, now enough!

The voice sounds suspiciously like my father's—rigid, uncompromising, obsessed with appearances.

Reaching the front door, I spot an older woman with a perfectly coiffed gray bob holding Joey, who's squirming excitedly. Her eyes widen dramatically when she sees me instead of Ruth.

"Hello," I say, unlocking the door. "You must be here for Ruth. I can take Joey for her."

"Sheriff Trenton?" The woman's eyebrows climb toward her hairline. "I... wasn't expecting to see you here." Her hand flies to her chest. "Oh my gosh, Ruth wasn't robbed was she? Is everything alright?" The panic is clear in her voice.

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