Page 28 of Caught With the Sheriff

Groaning, my eyes roll to the back of my head. “So good,” I hiss, my whole body going limp. I almost drop to the floor.

She owns me.

But I need her to come first. “If you keep touching me I’m going to come like a fucking teenager.” I grab her and throw her over my shoulder, slapping her ass when she laughs.

“I need you now. You’re killing me.”

“All that control. Gone!” she giggles.

“Only with you.” I drop her to the bed and let her bounce as I jerk off my pants and boxers, letting them drop to the ground. Just like her jaw.

My brow lifts. “Nothing to say, sprite?”

“Holy shit! There’s no way that’s gonna fit.”

I reach down and yank at her silky pink panties, jerking them off over her dainty little toes. “Oh, it’ll fit. I guarantee it.”

I crawl up over her and my lips claim hers, my hand running down her left side. She flinches but I don’t feel anything but her. I lift my head. “God, you’re beautiful, baby. So fucking gorgeous. And you’re mine.”

She nods and bites her lip as I crawl down her body, my lips trailing over her soft skin. She moans and writhes and whimpers, her fingers tangling in my hair as I touch her hip, then push her thighs open. My tongue runs along the puckered skin of her left thigh and she moans, her hands tugging hard at me. Her red curls glisten with her juices and my mouth waters for a taste.

But I want to take it slow. This is our first time. I want to remember it forever.

She grabs at my hair and pulls my head to her pussy and groans. “Don’t make me beg, Jasper. Please. Touch me. Taste me.”

Chuckling I run my tongue up the length of her slit and grin when she fidgets and her hands clench in my hair. “Who am I to deny the woman I love whatever she wants when she wants it?”

She rolls her head and her back arches, the lush curves of her breasts right there, her pale pink nipples begging for my touch.

I run my hand up her belly and flick her clit at the same time as I roll her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and she moans and arches harder. “Yes,” she hisses. “Don’t stop.”

As if I ever would.

She tastes like sweet heaven and my teeth rake along her slit even as I drink in her juices like the sweetest honey.

Her hips dance under my mouth, teeth and tongue and then I roll her diamond tip and pinch it. Hard.

She screams and almost levitates under me, her body shaking and out of control. Her sweet juices coat my tongue and I lick and suck up every last drop.

Then I line up with her weeping pussy and slowly push my way inside, my eyes rolling when her warm heat engulfs the swollen head of my cock.

“Oh fuck,” I groan and then slam my aching cock home. She screams again and I fight to hold steady, to not fuck her into the mattress.

But then after a minute she pushes at my hip and rolls on top of me, sinking even further onto my steely length.

Her head is thrown back, her red curls like a flame around her glowing face. She’s an angel fallen to earth. She’s a valkyrie riding to Valhalla on the wings of her mighty steed as she slowly rocks her hips and then lifts herself and slams back down.

“You’re a goddess,” I breathe, my eyes locked with wonder on her perfect face and body.

She smirks. “And you’re my god. So make love to me like one.” It’s a dare and a prayer.

I growl and my hips slam up into her, my hands holding her steady, my fingers digging into her soft skin.

She moans and rides me like the wonder that she is. Up and down, her hips rolling and grinding against me until I slam myself home and feel her shudder over top of me, her pussy slamming so tight that I can barely move. A wet vise wrapped around me like heaven, pulsing and dragging me deeper into her slick tunnel.

She falls across my chest, her fiery curls damp and tangled. Then she lifts her head and grins at me. “I think that might end up being inspiration for a fantastic sexy time in one of my books!”

I chuckle, rough and ragged but so damn happy. “You don’t say. Just don’t give away my secrets, woman.”