“Hold on to your ankles,” he ordered.
I wasn’t that flexible, so I had to hold on to the lower part of my calves instead.
When my hands connected with my own flesh, I could feel the goosebumps running down the length of my legs, and I knew that they were likely everywhere.
I could already feel my nipples tingling with the same anticipation.
When the stretch became a burn, he pulled back, allowing me to recover a small fraction of time before he once again started pushing forward.
“Mmmm,” I moaned. “Fuck.”
The way he filled me was just that good. There were no words to describe the feeling of being so full.
The hands on my hips tightened, and finally when he was seated fully, he started to rock me forward and backward. Just a small bit at a time, until I was easily taking his cock, and he was fully coated in my juices.
Only when he knew I was ready did he start to fuck me harder.
My wet hair was now slapping against my leg—and likely his with the force of it swinging—and the odd stinging cold had my senses going haywire.
Behind me, I saw his legs widen to try to make up the difference between our heights, which gave me a better view of his balls swinging with each thrust.
I licked my lips as I watched them swing forward and backward. On each upward arc they would tap my clit, making my body tighten with each slow swing.
Then that stupid finger of his—the one that always liked to sneak to my ass—was gathering wetness at my entrance where he was filling me full.
Once thoroughly coated in me, he rimmed the pucker of my ass, and I detonated.
Just the anticipation was enough. The thought of his finger inside that forbidden hole, like always, made me detonate.
He laughed at my quick orgasm, and I realized right then that we were nowhere near through.
“Come to the bed,” he urged as he slowly pulled out of me. “I want to fuck you without holding you up.”
I had no idea that meant fucking me into the mattress, face pressed against the sheets to control my screams, but he did.
And by the time we were both done, I knew that our lovemaking wouldn’t have gone unnoticed.
Not when my screams of ecstasy were still echoing in my ears.
“I want to spend the rest of my life just like this. Permanently,” Lynn grumbled into my hair when he’d come.
I laid with my head on his pillow, inhaling his scent with every ragged breath. “Me, too.”
Two hours later, we got the phone call that my father had passed away.
And, unsurprisingly, I slept like a baby.
CHAPTER 20
I was born annoyed.
-Lynn’s secret thoughts
LYNN
I smoothed my hand down my lapels as I walked into the office that I utilized in Kilgore, Texas.
Hot on my heels was Hunt, who’d met me at my office at my request.
When we both got inside, I waved off my assistant and said, “We’re going to be in a meeting all morning. Please make sure that all my calls are held.”
My assistant, an aging woman in her sixties, nodded her head in a no-nonsense way. “Will do, Mr. Mayor.”
“Lynn,” I corrected her like I did every time.
My assistant, Rhonda, shrugged. “Sure, Mr. Mayor.”
Laughing at how I got my employees to not listen to me, Hunt walked into my office and took the seat where my computer was.
“This is hooked up to the entire network of the town?” he asked for confirmation.
“It is,” I confirmed.
“Then let’s start digging.” He clapped his hands.
I took a seat on the couch in the corner of the room and started to work on my laptop.
By the time that Six arrived at noon, we’d found five other people in the local governments that looked suspicious.
“I’m sorry, but the mayor is in a closed-door meeting for the afternoon.” I heard Rhonda say.
“Oh.” Six I could hear on the other side of the doors sounding miffed. “I guess I’ll just go eat all this food myself.”
I stood up and walked swiftly to the door, knowing that Rhonda would likely hold her ground and Six really would leave and start eating all of our food.
When I got to the door, it was to find Six in the process of leaving.
“Don’t you dare eat all that,” I ordered, sounding harsh, but knowing she would see past the veneer that I always put on when I was in public.
Six rolled her eyes and switched direction to come my way.
“I bought it for you, I can always take it back since I paid for it.” She raised a teasing brow.
I walked to her and collected the bags from her hands. They were surprisingly heavy.
“Rhonda, this is my fiancée, Six,” I said to my assistant. “Six, this is my assistant, and my right hand while I’m in office. She was appointed to me by the city.”