Page 51 of Daddy's Heart

My pulse jumps a little, but my mouth curves into a smirk. “Officer, is there a problem?”

“That depends.” He steps closer, that hat shadowing his eyes. “You been drinking tonight?”

“No, sir.” My voice drops an octave without me meaning to.

“Then why were you weaving all over the road?”

I raise an eyebrow. “I wasn’t weaving. Maybe you need your eyes checked.”

“My eyes are fine.” He takes another step, close enough now that my back hits the side of the truck. “And so are you. Were you trying to get pulled over?”

“No, officer. I swear. Maybe I was a little distracted,” I whisper. And I’m definitely not breathing steadily anymore.

“Distracted?” His hand comes up to cup my face, thumb dragging slow and hot across my bottom lip.

“Yes, I have this ache. I can’t seem to make it go away.” I rub my lips together on a coy smile.

“You’re trouble.” He pinches my chin. “Show me how sorry you are for giving me trouble.”

“Whatever do you mean, officer?” I flutter my hands around my neck, batting my lashes.

“You know what the fuck I mean. You wanna play? Let’s play. Take off my fucking pants and apologize.”

His voice is gravel as he grabs my wrist, pushing my hands down to his pants. I work the button, then the zipper, and the denim drops in a heap, revealing boxer briefs stretched taut over an erection that makes my knees buckle.

He hooks a thumb under the straps of my dress, dragging them down my shoulders, then shoving the fabric to my belly, exposing my braless tits.

But, he’s not done, he grabs the fabric with both hands at my hips and jerks it down, leaving me standing in the wide-open air in nothing but a white little thong with little embroidered cherries all over.

His gaze rakes up and down my body, and lands on my lips.

“Are we playing now?” I challenge, licking my lips and arching my back. He answers with a growl, unbuttoning his shirt and freeing himself from his boxers.

My fingers dig into the sides of his ribs as I pull him toward me. He steps free of his clothes around his feet, towering over me with a cock that even half-hard looks monumental.

“You like my panties? They’re my ‘get out of jail free’ panties.” My teasing dies on my lips as he grabs the scrap of material between my legs and tears it away.

A guttural sound escapes him, standing there all magnificent and perfect before he’s crouched down, throwing one leg over his shoulder, my back slams against the side of the truck, the heat from his mouth ignites me when he buries his face into my core.No teasing with this man, just that demanding tongue lapping up every drop.

“Christ.” My back arches as he spears two fingers deep inside while swirling his thumb over my clit. His free hand grips a hip possessively, holding me open to devour. Every swipe of muscle, every flick of his wrist sends sparks igniting behind my ribs until I’m shuddering, right here out for God and everyone to see.

“Look at you,” he groans, spreading me wider to feast again, dragging his teeth over my swollen flesh. “So ready to say you’re sorry.”

In one fevered motion, I’m spun around, my flesh dented by hard fingertips as my hips are tugged backwards, my hands slapped onto the side of the truck bed.

“Stay put, I’m going to do a cavity search.”

Oh shit.

He doesn’t waste time, hands pull me apart, then his thick head breaches me in one brutal push. We both groan as my eyes close, the breeze kicking up as if to say we need to cool off.

Slow thrusts start that send ripples through my center.

“You’re so goddamn tight,” he growls against my neck, biting my shoulder, making me hiss. My fingers grip the heated metal as I push back, meeting him thrust for thrust.

I squeeze, clamping down around his thickness when he pumps harder, pushing my hips forward with each brutal stroke, stretching me over his cock until it grazes something white-hot inside.

When I climax, it’s a scream tearing free of me as his fingers clamp around my throat, holding me steady through waves of light and sound and pleasure so bone deep, I never want to come up for air. His release spills into me seconds later, a low roar vibrating into the center of my back as he buries his face between my shoulder blades as we turn into a tangle of limbs and heaving breaths.

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