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sinuous charm, he came up to frame her face, smile and give her
the long, easy fuck he’d promised from the start. His gaze on hers, she felt
how every lift of his hips made her moan and buck and breathe. The friction of
his rhythm inside her made her arch and want for more. Her nails bit into his
shoulders. His hips ground into hers, the rage to come a furious thing that
drove her to pound against him and enjoy the ride up to a crescendo that rocked
her. Sent her drifting down to a mindless peace.
    She awakened to the sound of a siren renting the air. Then horns
blaring, going past her house. Lex was wrapped around her although at some
point, he had withdrawn from her while they slept.
    She stirred. Still curled under Lex, his face burrowed in
the crook of her shoulder, she raised her head. “There’s a fire?” She slurred
her words in exhaustion.
    Lex levered himself away to remove the condom, then came
back to wrap her close to him. “Don’t think so. They’re probably just going to
the fairgrounds for a demo.” Up on one elbow, he smoothed back a lock of her
hair. “You okay?”
    She rubbed one foot down one of his calves. “Best I’ve ever
been, Sheriff.”
    He chuckled, then planted a kiss on her cheek. “Got any
beer?”
    “I do. Burgers, too, if you’re interested.”
    “I’m good on a grill.”
    “At the moment, I’d say you’re good on the floor or the bed
or…”
    He tickled her waist and she writhed. “Takes two to tango.”
Then he rose. Naked, big and flushed from his exertions, he extended a hand to
help her up.
    “I confess I like the way you dance.”
    One of his huge hands cupped her head while his mouth
claimed hers. “I like the way you do a lot of things.”
    “Same goes here,” she whispered against his lips. He still
bore the smell of her and she hoped she could keep her scent on him a long,
long time. But that was tomorrow’s challenge. For now, she was loving the
sensation of her swollen pussy well loved. And of course, she had to get to
work making burgers. “Help yourself if you want another shower?”
    “Only if you come in with me. Makes it better.”
    “Not faster.”
    “No,” he agreed on a grin. Then he cupped one of her breasts
with the rhinestone clamps still on. “Let me make you feel better.”
    “You’re the sheriff.”
    His eyes seemed to flare brighter, hotter. “Just for a
minute, hmm?”
    She nodded, captured by the way he removed one vise, tongued
her nipple and soothed it, making her moan in relief from pain. Then in a
second, he had that clamp on again and relief flooded the other nipple. As he
replaced the rhinestone on that breast, he whispered, “How about if I take them
off after we eat?”
    Rubbing her body against his chest, she sank her fingers up
into the wealth of his thick black hair. “After we make love again.”
    “An even better idea.” His hands slid around her back and
one landed on a cheek of her ass to find her small hole. “I want to get inside here,
too.”
    “No one else ever has.” God. If she were any more head over
heels for this man, she’d volunteer to be more than his prisoner. She’d be
enthralled. Too much. Not good for the sheriff to be so involved.
    “I promise to be slow and kind.” He probed the entrance to
her ass.
    “Be anything you want,” she managed as he sank inside a bit
farther and she gave into the beauty of surrender. “Here, you’re in charge.”
    He pulled back, putting such distance between them that she
could see he was rising to the occasion again. “Cocked and loaded for you.”
    Bending over to grab another condom from the nightstand, she
tore the foil with her teeth then rolled it up his blunt, hard shaft.
“Sheathed, too.”
    He frog-marched her backward to the far wall. “Too sore to
let me in?”
    Lifting one leg up around his thigh, she bit his lower lip
in invitation, then fit her moist pussy to cradle his cock. “Never.”

Chapter Three
     
    The beer was cold. The burgers