“Somehow, I don’t think you’re ever going to address me properly,” he muttered.
Oh, hell.
“But for some reason I don’t seem to care much. You’re corrupting me.”
She grinned at him. “You’re not the first person to say that.”
“A sheriff should be above corruption.”
“Aw, poor baby, I’ll find some way to make it up to you.”
He grinned. “You’re damn right you will.” He pushed up slightly with his hips and they both let out low groans. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good. Put your arms around my neck. Ride me.”
He guided her hips up and down. Slowly at first then faster and faster. She clung to him. He was her rock in the storm, holding her steady, keeping her close, yet he was the one causing the storm inside her. It raged, growing with each thrust of his cock.
She whimpered, needing something more. He reached down and flicked her clit with his thumb.
She shot over the edge, leaning into his shoulder to muffle her cry as he drove himself deep and groaned in release.
7
Molly moaned as a beeping noise interrupted her sleep. She opened one eye and looked over at the clock. It wasn’t even seven. She dropped her head back onto the pillow. What the hell was that noise?
Suddenly it stopped and she sighed. Good. Now she could get back to sleep.
“Hey, Duncan, what’s going on?”
Molly shot straight up at the sound of the husky male voice. In her bedroom. What the fuck?
She looked around wildly, her heart racing as she spotted the tall figure in the corner of the room. Shit. Who was that? Was it an intruder? How was she going to defend herself? Why didn’t she have some pepper spray or a taser? Hell, she didn’t even have a bat. All she had was her Hello Kitty vibrator. Somehow, she didn’t think that would deter a thief who was daring enough to answer a phone call in her bedroom. Well, maybe it would. Taking a vibrator to the face wouldn’t be a pleasant experience.
Then the figure stepped out of the shadows, and her body slumped in relief.
Jake. It was Jake.
Dumbass. Of course, it’s Jake. No self-respecting intruder would take a call in the middle of his intruding. She rubbed her head tiredly. She was feeling really muddled up. What time had they gotten to bed? She wasn’t sure, she only knew it had been late. Now it was early, and she hadn’t had enough sleep.
She frowned up at Jake, who was trying to pull his pants on while listening to whomever was on the other end. He had his phone caught between his shoulder and his ear.
He gave her an apologetic look. Pushing her thick hair back over her shoulder she laid down on her side. Her butt felt a bit tender this morning. Not sore, but she could definitely feel those spankings from the night before. Not that she regretted any of it. When they’d gotten home, he’d ordered her onto her hands and knees and taken her hard and fast . . . yeah, that had been delicious.
But if she’d known he was going to wake her up so goddamn early after just a few hours’ sleep she might have had second thoughts about letting him stay the night.
Like you had much of a choice? He didn’t exactly ask.
“Okay, no, I’m at Molly’s. Can you pick me up?”
He put the phone down and did his pants up. Now that was a damn shame.
“You know if you’re going to wake me up before the crack of dawn the least you could do is offer me a good view.”
He raised one eyebrow as he reached for his shirt. “Crack of dawn? Baby, it’s after seven.”
“It’s barely light. And we didn’t get to sleep until late.”
He smiled. A very masculine, self-satisfied grin. “No, we didn’t.”
“So where are you going?” A tight feeling developed in her stomach.