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“Let me taste what belongs to me,” I demand, making her breath hitch. As soon as she’s low enough, I swipe my tongue across her clit and she moans, sitting further and giving me exactly what I need.

My hands palm her ass, grinding her pussy against my face as I devour her. I fuck her with my tongue until my cock is hard enough to burst.

She’s so warm and tight, the thought of what it will feel like to bury my cock inside of her is nearly enough to make me cum in my boxers.

Then I swipe my tongue up her slit, circling her swollenclit and she makes a sweet sound, whimpering in pleasure when I suck it between my lips.

“Yes, Lochlan, yes!” She screams when I do it harder, and my hips jerk. I love it when she screams my name.

Her thighs start twitching against my head and I squeeze her ass harder, suffocating myself with her pussy as I demand her orgasm.

She’s right there, mumbling incoherent words of satisfaction when I nip her clit gently with my teeth and she explodes, grinding against my tongue as she rides out her orgasm.

“Oh my God,” she mumbles and then jumps, “Oh my God.” She raises her hips as if she forgot where she was.

I know my face must be a mess, but as she smiles down at me, all I want to do is kiss her.

I want to kiss her every minute of every day for the rest of my life.

Chapter Fifty-Four

Jo

“Jo, this is Liv Greenwood,” Jackson introduces us, leaning against the porch railing to let us talk.

“It’s nice to meet you, Liv.” I shake her hand, marveling at her natural beauty. She’s almost as tall as I am, but slender like all the Pilates teachers I’ve ever had. Her suit is designer and tailored to her body impeccably.

She’s the type of woman that even straight women have a crush on. Me included, but her shiny engagement ring stands proudly on her finger, screaming to the world that she’s unavailable.

“Is Liv short for something?” Lochlan asks from beside me. It’s an odd question for him to ask, and when I glance at him, he’s looking at her peculiarly.

“Just Liv.” She smiles elegantly, professionally even. Her teeth are perfectly white and straight, aside from one lateral incisor that’s slightly tilted.

It somehow makes her smile more beautiful and unique, almost endearing.

I think I really might have a crush on her.

Lochlan’s clearly not feeling the same confusion I am, hisfurrowed brows are slightly more tense.

Not that it’s completely unnatural for him. I shrug it off.

“You guys will be happy to know that Sheriff Malec apprehended Jerry this morning, and about two hours ago, his prints came back and confirmed his real name. Jeremiah Porter, Randall Porter’s brother.”

Jackson’s smiling smugly off to the side. He’s finally got the people he’s been after.

“We’ll keep him in custody and appeal to the judge that he shouldn’t have the option of bail due to his history of criminal behavior and violence. Randall Porter is being charged, however, he’ll likely post bail and be on house arrest until we can put them on trial.”

“That’s great news. What will you need from us?”

“Well, this is going to be a huge case with a lot of evidence. I imagine it will take almost a year to get to trial. I want to make sure we get it locked down and nothing goes wrong because I only present solid cases.”

She’s not being cocky, she’s all confidence.

“Sheriff Malec will prepare witness statements for you both, and you’ll likely need to go on the stand to testify, Jo. You’re the main witness to Jeremiah’s crimes here. I was made aware of your niece seeing him as well.” She motions to Lochlan. “But, I prefer to keep children off the stand.”

“I’d prefer that as well,” he agrees gruffly.

“Good. I’m glad we’re all on the same page. I don’t need anything else from you all tonight, I mostly wanted to introduce myself so you could put a face with a name. We’ll be in communication over the next few months, but please, if you have any questions, call me.” She hands me a business card and walks back down the porch steps towardsher car.

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