Page 89 of Secrets That Bind Us
Dean nods, with a soft twinkle in his eyes for me. “Later, when we’re home, I’ll tell you everything you need to know.”
I press on the tips of my toes, and he bends forward to reach me for a kiss. “I love you.”
He grins again. “And I can’t wait to make you my wife.”
I hum. “Mrs. Verity Carson.”
He runs his nose along my cheek before his lips reach my ear. “Behave or I’ll rut into you on the fucking floor,Mrs. Carson.”
Chills. Chills spread everywhere like little ripples of euphoria. “Dean…”
“Matter-of-fact… isn’t there something you need to show me in the office?”
I’m about to nod my head. I am about to say, fuck it all, and lead him to the back, but a throat clears behind us. I can feel Dean shaking with silent laughter as I turn in his arms to see our entire crew watching us with smiles on their faces.
“Go on…” Trish delights, making aplease continuemotion with her hand, and the rest of them eagerly dip their heads in agreement.
I sigh heavily, blush creeping up my face, making my cheeks feel so hot. “C’mon, let’s all finish up.” When they all leave, I turn around to face the sheriff. “You’re going to get me in trouble.”
He winks at me. “Just wait ‘till tonight, sweetheart. I found something interesting in this shifter book I saw. I might not have a ‘knot’ but I’m gonna do my fucking damnedest to try.”
God, I love this man.
“Shhh baby, don’t wake the kids…”
I stare down at Dean, the commanding god I love with every beat of my heart– even more now with how incredible he is in every aspect of my life. He’sinsertedhimself everywhere, and I can’t find it in me to care. “I can’t help it. You’re so fucking thick. It feels so fucking good, baby.”
He grins wickedly up at me, cobalt blue eyes shimmering like dark sapphires. His large hands trail up from the tops of my thighs to my hips, then to the dips of my waist, thumbs pressing on my ribcage. His sight always lands there- where my heart races for him. “Slower baby. I want to feel your heartbeat through your pussy. I fucking love it, Ver. You know how fucked I am for you? Huh, Baby?” He thrusts up on my down, making me gasp out loud. “Shhh, pretty girl.”
“I can’t!” I gasp when he does it again.
He makes a motion with his chin to my hand. “I got this. Show me how you played with your pussy when you thought of me.”
I pause, blink down at him and blush.
He quirks a dark brow. “What is it?”
“I… used a toy.”
He bites his lower lip. “Your fingers weren’t enough, were they?”
I shake my head.
He thrusts upwards again and my hands land on his hot chest to keep from falling over. “Show me. I just want to watch baby…”
Chills rush all over me, taking me back to a time when he first said those filthy words to me in his truck. Feeling brave, I lean over and grab the small vibrator I purchased that’s hums lowly from my nightstand. He doesn’t move, just stays staring at me with that intense gaze of his. I bite my lip, remembering the time I brought it up to Micah and he threw a fit, making me feel so terrible about myself I didn’t use one for a year. “Are you sure?”
He grins again. “Does that little thing eat your pussy like I can?”
My cheeks flame. “No.”
“Does it make you come so hard you’re gasping for breath, your legs shake and you can’t talk?”
I shake my head again.
“Sounds like that thing is my teammate,notmy competition. It’s cliter-usbabe.”
I burst out in a fit of giggles at his joke. “Dean!” but God, it feels so good to be able to laugh at any time with the love of my life.
