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Crazy, all I wanted to do was take her in my arms and make love to her, but I held back because she’d just been through such a traumatic ordeal. Now, here she is, offering herself to me, and there’s no way I can resist. The very sight of her naked body seems to send my entire blood supply straight to my dick. I want nothing more than to drive myself home and listen to her scream my name.

I pull her closer and make tiny circles on her belly with my tongue. Tasting her, smelling her, and having her back with me again overwhelms me. I grab her ass and squeeze as I nibble her pink nipples. She arches her back and moans. I undo my belt and drop my pants to the floor, pulling her into my lap and onto my stiff cock. She gasps as I fill her with my shaft. It doesn’t take long before she’s moving her hips in a circle, moaning and whimpering as she does so.

“It’s so big,” she moans. “I can feel it everywhere.”

I catch her knees in the crooks of my arms and stand up while still inside her. She wraps her arms around my neck, and I begin bouncing her up and down, feeling her pelvic bone slap against me. She’s almost to the edge, grinding on me like a girl possessed. I press her body against the wall and thrust violently inside her until she screams and digs her fingers into my back.

“Are you coming, baby?” I groan.

“Yes, yes, I’m coming,” she cries.

I hold her steady and feel her orgasm on my rod. That’s all it takes to get me off. I ride the wave as she wrings ropes of come.

Breathless and drained of energy, I carry her to the bed and lay her down.

“Do you want me to heat up your food?” I ask her.

“Not now. Just lie with me for now. I want to be in your arms.”

I lie down beside her and take her in my arms where she falls asleep as I stroke her hair. My girl is home.

13

CELEBRITY STATUS

KENDAL

Itake Casey’s hand in mine as she, Kent, and I enter the courtroom together. Today is the day of Timothy Sanders’ sentencing hearing. This case made national news and the back of the courtroom is filled with cameras and reporters chomping at the bit to interview us.

Casey’s parents each embrace Kent and follow us to our seats. We’re here to provide our thoughts on the sentence that this man deserves as well as to give the case a human face for the judge to connect with.

Kent has become quite the celebrity due to his courage and excellent police work. Personally, I think his physique and handsome face are also adding to his popularity. The comment sections on the articles about him are filled with women desperate to meet him, date him, and do some unspeakable things with him.

Ugh. Sometimes, I get a bit jealous, but he deserves all of this attention. He is a true hero. Reporters aren’t the only ones vying for his attention, either. He’s received countless job offers from law enforcement agencies and private security companies all over the country.

My father arrives at the courthouse with my stepmother by his side. She’s really enjoying the attention and plays the part of the worried mother quite well for someone who despises me. She’s shown up in her best Hollywood attire, including a headscarf and dark sunglasses. What a joke. Kent looks at her and laughs out loud, causing my father to turn and frown in our direction. Even Casey giggles a little at the interaction.

The sentencing goes just as we’d hoped. For imprisoning Casey for three years, Timothy Sanders receives life in prison. Seeing him now, looking so thin and defeated, I wonder if he’ll make it that long.

The Mayor has scheduled a press conference and a party after the hearing. He’ll be awarding Kent with a medal of honor and the key to the city today. The FBI is also giving him an award, and I couldn’t be prouder to be on his arm. I can tell he doesn’t like all this attention and will be much happier when it all settles down, but I’m happy for him. He deserves this and more for being the kind of man that he is.

“Are you excited about this?” I ask him as we enter the banquet center.

“I’m excited to think that this might be the final act in this circus,” he grumbles.

“Well, I’m excited. Sanders has gotten what he deserves and now you’re getting a small piece of what you deserve.”

“All I want is you, princess.”

“You already have that.” I give him a quick kiss before he makes his way to the stage beside the Mayor and FBI liaison.

I watch with a full heart as he receives his honors then fights through the crowd of well-wishers to return to my side. Cameras flash in his face, and he looks like a male model making his way across the runway.

“We’ll eat, dance a little, and sneak out when no one is looking,” he whispers to me.

“That’s fine with me. I’d rather spend my time alone with you anyway.”

We sit with Casey, her parents, my father, and his wife and pose for a few photos before the press leaves and the dinner begins.

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