Ride Me Dirty (Bridgewater County 1)

“This is the twenty-first century. You don't have to marry me if we have a one night stand.”

Taking her ponytail, I slowly wrapped it around my hand, anchoring her in place. “What we're doing with you, this isn't a one night stand, doll. I know it. Jack knows it. You know it, too.”

When I gave the silky strands a little tug, she whimpered. I saw the flare of heat in her pale eyes, the memory that we were in charge.

“Was last night enough?” I had to know.

“No,” she whispered.

That one little word had my cock go instantly rock hard as relief swept through me.

“You're wet, aren't you? I bet you've been wet since you left our bed.”

She swallowed. “Yes.”

I groaned, then bent down and kissed her. Her mouth opened and my tongue instantly tangled with hers.

I could drown in her, drown in the knowledge I held her head as I wanted so I could claim her mouth. She would think of nothing but my lips on hers, my tongue tangling with hers because of the tight hold I had on her hair. I was in charge and she reveled in it.

I lifted my head, released my grip. Stepping back, I pointed to my desk.

“Bend over.”

I'd give her soft words and gentle caresses if I knew that's what she wanted. Those weren't for her. She wasn't that kind of woman. She wanted to rule her own little world, but she wanted me and Jack to rule her.

“Here? Now?”

“The cool thing about my job is that I can fuck you, right here. Right now.”

She stood slowly, but while her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed with lust, her damn mind was getting in the way and she was thinking again. “What about Jack?”

“I don't need him to fuck you.”

“But… isn't it cheating?”

“It's cheating if you fuck Kara’s brother, Dec, instead of one of us.” When she didn't seem satisfied with that answer, I grabbed my phone, dialed Jack. “Hey. Hang on,” I told him, then passed Katie the phone. “Here. Tell him your problem.”

Her eyes widened. “My problem?”

Hitting the speaker button, I grabbed the phone back, set it in the cradle.

“Katie's here with me in the office.”

“Hi, sweetness,” Jack said through the speaker. “What's your problem?”

She flushed a bright pink, but didn't say anything.

“Her pussy's wet,” I said.

She gasped, grabbed her purse and laptop bag, ready to flee. Grabbing her about the waist, I held her securely as I put her two bags back on the floor.

“That is a problem. Isn't Sam taking care of that for you?” Jack asked.

“I am going to kill you,” Katie said through gritted teeth, trying to fight my hold.

“Ah, there's my girl.” I loved it when she was all riled. I had a challenge before me, to fuck that anger right out of her. “She's worried you'll be mad. Right, doll?”

“If you have needs, sweetness, if you're pussy's all wet and needy for a cock, then you can tell one of us. We'll take care of you, I promise. If I'm not around, it's Sam's job to tend to you.”