Page 13 of Brek's Obsession

Page List

Font Size:

Chapter 4

Sienna

Waking in the greenhouse was strange. She was surrounded by her plants and it made her smile, but her back hurt and she was still tired.

She had tossed and turned all night, but it wasn’t from a nightmare. She was surprised she didn’t have a single one. No, instead her dreams starred one sexy Sheriff and they made her body aching and hot.

Her dreams of Sheriff McGuire were shocking to her.

She had accidently seen a clip of some people having sex on the internet and while she hadn’t watched the entire thing, what she did see was enough to make her wish that someday she could have someone touch her like that.

Her body was feeling the same way now and her clit throbbed and ached to be touched.

Running her fingers over her full breasts and down to her panties, she gasped in her silent way, everything was so sensitive, and it made her clit throb harder.

Right now, her body was primed. She could feel how wet her panties were and how they stuck to her.

She pushed her fingers down inside her panties and touched her aching clit.

Letting out silent groans, Sienna’s back arched as she touched her clit, rubbing it in soft circles, needing some relief.

She was so turned on that it didn’t take much touching and she was coming hard.

Breathing heavily, she took her shaking fingers from her underwear, she wiped them on her pajama pants.

She never did this. It was not like her to touch herself or anything. It was rare she did it, and never once did she think she would be doing it here, in broad daylight.

Taking a minute to breathe through the orgasm, she waited until her body felt under her control again.

Sitting up in her makeshift bed, she shook her head. She needed to stop thinking of Sheriff McGuire.

He was just doing his job and comforting a scared woman. His hug meant nothing. She would probably never see the man again. He had no reason to come back here and she was just a mute girl with no one in the world.

She bit her lip, not liking those thoughts, but knowing they were nothing but truth.

Standing, she picked up the bedding she used and after folding everything up, she walked to the door of the greenhouse and out into the early morning.

She walked slowly into her house and after looking in each room, she put the blankets on her bed.

A soft knock came to the front door and she turned, a puzzled look on her face.

She wasn’t expecting anything today, and her normal shipment for groceries wasn’t for two more days.

She walked to the front door and opened it and was shocked to see who was standing on her front porch.

“Good morning my sweetness.” Sheriff McGuire said and she opened her mouth in shock.

He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, “Close your mouth sweetness, or I am going to kiss it.”

She snapped it closed and he stood back up to his full height. “I brought you coffee.”

She looked down at the cup and back up to his face, shock still coursing through her.

“Are you going to invite me in?”

She finally snapped out of her shock and moved aside for him to enter. He brushed her softly as he walked past.

It was then that she remembered she was in nothing but a small camisole tank top and tiny sleep shorts.