Page 13 of Sheriff's Dirty Secret
“And you think that’s me?” I sassed. His lips rose, giving me a peek of a dimple on his left cheek.
“No, baby, you’re the whole goddamn menu. But I’m gonna have a taste of you, something to hold me over before I take you home and gorge myself on this pretty pussy.”
His words were a promise I believed.
The sides of his fingers skimmed back and forth against the flimsy cotton.Holy crap.Sheriff Luke did dirty talk. Good dirty talk. And I loved it and all the filthy promises he made.He’s made for us,a voice piped up in my head, and I was honestly not sure if it was the realist or the hopeless romantic. Maybe it was both and they’d become one?
Staring at Luke’s bright blue eyes as he scanned the mostly empty dark parking lot before dropping to press his lips against my knee, I knew I was in deep trouble.
And maybe I’d bitten off more than I could chew?
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Her legs were warm.
Her knee… just the sight of it made my cock smear precum on the inside of my boxer briefs.
Her knee.I would never imagine a knee as sexy or erotic, but fuck me, I had a feeling every inch of Olive would have me on edge.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” I hardly recognized my own voice. I pressed my lips against the inside of her thigh as I looked up at the mostly empty lot.
Fuck, this was risky.
Not only were we in public, where anyone could see us, or fuck, pull out their camera and hitRecord, but if they saw or heard my girl, I’d have to kill them. And there my damn job would go. The only good thing, the saving grace, and why I was determined to get a taste was the fact the windows of my truck were tinted.
When our eyes connected, I knew I wasn’t going to stop.
Sanity and smarts had flown out the window a while ago when it came to how I behaved due to Olive. She’d brought out a whole other side of me. One that apparently not onlywas obsessed and up to going to any length for Oli, but an exhibitionist as well.
“Luke,” she mouthed, or maybe she’d said my name softly, but my hearing was currently muffled by her thighs and the roaring of my blood rushing in my ears like rapids.
“I got you, baby. I got you,” I promised, kissing her thighs a little higher.
Her delicate scent wrapped around me.
My eyes dropped to her pussy lips visible through the sodden orange fabric of her panties. The outline of her pussy was clear. I breathed in. She smelled better than any goddamn dessert I’d ever had. Sweet and feminine. I pulled her skirt up higher, and my mouth traveled north.
“Luke…” she groaned beautifully.Just for me,the thing inside of me grunted.
That first swipe even with that fucking fabric between us was like goddamn ambrosia.
I closed my mouth around her, trying to suck the honey from the cotton material, until the feral-like animal inside me snapped. When I pulled away, she whined, and even though I loved how much she enjoyed my mouth on her, I needed to focus. My hands pulled at the material, snapping the gusset of her panties right in half.
Oli gasped, her pretty lips parted in a way that all I wanted to do was stick my finger in there and tell her to suck.Focus, asshole!The voice snapped me out of my thoughts just in time to see her squirm against the passenger side. I ran my tongue over my teeth, liking the fact she’d leave a sweet wet spot where she sat. I wanted it to stain, to keep my truck smelling like her.
I didn’t have to check if she was wetter than I’d left her seconds ago. I could smell her need for me.
Knowing she liked that animal side she brought out of me was like a balm to my soul. I dove in, not losing eye contact asI ate her pussy. Licking and nipping, sucking on her clit before rolling my tongue around the swollen bundle of nerves, all while I soaked in every expression that played over her face. It was like my very own erotic silent symphony, one that was about to come to a crashing end all too quickly, but I’d make sure to continue back at her place.
“Come for me,” I growled, lapping at her slit from hole to hole.
“Oh god!” Her head fell back, dark strands swaying with the slight fall breeze.
“Not god, Cookie. Say my name,” I gritted through my clenched jaw. I needed to hear her say it. “Tell me who is about to make you come.” I wanted her to acknowledge I was the man who was about to make her see stars.
“You!” she whisper shouted, closing her pretty thighs around my head and rolling her hips to try to get that perfect snatch in my face, but that wasn’t enough for me.
