The Deputies: 3 Novella Box Set (34 page)

She walked ahead of him to the bedroom, his gaze boring a hole into her back. He flipped on the bedside lamp and she turned toward him. His cock had tented his jeans and she couldn’t stop herself from falling to her knees and nuzzling the fly. He groaned in response and reached down, popping open the buttons and pulling down his pants and boxers until his cock sprung free.

Encircling the base of his cock with his hand, he fed the reddish-purple head into her waiting mouth. A drop of pre-cum landed on her tongue and she moaned at the salty tang of him even as she began licking and sucking. Her mouth was urgent and his fingers tangled in her hair, pulling her even closer. His cock seemed to swell inside her mouth and then it jerked as his hot seed jetted to the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly to keep up with him, her eyes closed in pleasure.

She loved the heaviness of his shaft on her tongue and how she had to open her mouth so wide. She even loved the ache in her jaw and his musky flavor. With any other man, being on her knees, her hands cuffed behind her back while she sucked on his cock would simply not have happened. With this man, she knew she could trust him with her life. She’d seen him at work and knew his protective streak ran a mile wide. He’d always care for her even when he was dominant.

“God baby, that was so good.” His voice was hoarse and tortured and she hid her smile of triumph. She knew how to make her man feel good. He reached down and lifted her to her feet, suddenly back in control.

“I see the prisoner thinks she can get around me by offering sexual favors.” Drake gave her a narrow-eyed expression that at any other time would have made her burst into laughter. Here at this moment, it made her hotter than hell. “I’ll take what you’re offering but on my terms, troublemaker.”

That’s exactly what she’d been hoping for. Now could she urge him to spank her as well?

“I am your prisoner, aren’t I?” Tori sighed as if she was very put upon but secretly loved the helpless feeling of being restrained. “I guess I’m completely at your mercy, Deputy. I have to do every single thing you tell me to.”

Drake’s eyebrow quirked and the corners of his mouth turned up. “Yes, you do. I think the prisoner needs to be taught a lesson.”

“Oh please, Deputy. I’ve learned my lesson. I promise to be good from now on.” Tori kept her voice high and a little girlish. Drake rubbed his chin in thought.

“You can’t avoid punishment by apologizing. It’s too late for that. You know what you need, don’t you?”

He was having a hard time not laughing and she had to hide her own giggles. She bit her lip and looked down at her bare feet. “I need to be spanked, Deputy.”

She peeked up from under her lashes and his eyes had gone wide at the suggestion. Apparently that wasn’t what he’d been expecting. Was he turned off?

This time he didn’t bother hiding his grin. He was into it. Totally. Her nipples tightened and the honey dripped down her thighs. “A good hard spanking will teach you the lesson you need. Drape your ass over my knees, troublemaker. I think you’ll have a new attitude when I’m done.”

She couldn’t wait for an attitude adjustment via the sexiest deputy in Montana.

Drake sat on the edge of the bed and she knelt next to his legs. He helped her balance over his knees and then tugged her shorts and panties down her legs and off. The ridiculousness of the situation was not lost on her. She was naked as the day she was born, painfully aroused, and about to get a spanking from a gorgeous cop.

Was she lucky or what?

Of course the tortuous bastard took his time. Drake ran his fingers across the flesh of her ass, raising goose bumps and making her shiver. His fingers strayed into her slit and he chuckled at the wetness gathered there. If he’d had any doubt that she was excited, he would certainly know the truth now.

The waiting stretched her nerves to their breaking point. He was idly strumming her swollen clit, sending her straight to the edge of orgasm as if women draped themselves across his knees every day of his life. For all she knew, that was exactly what they did.

Finally she couldn’t take it any longer. “Spank me,” she growled. “Just do it.”

Drake barked with laughter and lightly pinched her thigh. “You’re not in charge, troublemaker. I am. I’ll spank you when I’m good and ready. But I like to see this kind of enthusiasm when dealing with a naughty prisoner.”

He pushed her thighs further apart and leisurely explored her soaked pussy, pressing first one then two fingers inside of her while his thumb stroked her clit. She was squirming on his jean covered legs when he finally brought his hand down on her bottom.

Hard.

She jumped and sucked in a breath, waiting for the next smack on her vulnerable bare ass. Drake seemed in no hurry but then his palm came down again. And again before pausing as if to gauge her response. Each time had made her bottom cheeks warm with a kind of glowing pain that at first was unpleasant before morphing into something all together different. She groaned and rubbed herself against him wanting more.

He got the message loud and clear. He spanked her with firm strokes all over her ass and upper thighs until the flesh was red hot. Sliding his fingers into her pussy, he stroked her clit only a few times before she exploded.

Stars flashed before her eyes and she came hard, her body on fire with the pleasure only this man could give it. Drake was an amazing person and lover and tonight had only bound her more inextricably to him. He’d given her something no one else had been able to.

Before she knew it her hands were free and she was lying on her back on the bed. Drake was standing above her, kicking off his boots and tugging frantically at his gun belt. It slid to the floor along with each piece of clothing. She held out her arms to him as he knelt on the bed, a condom in his hand.

“I need you, Drake.”

This time he didn’t draw it out. Donning protection, he pulled her legs over his shoulders and thrust to the hilt in one stroke. The sheer bliss of feeling him hot and hard inside of her drew a cry of pleasure from her lips.

He rode her fast and powerful, just the way she needed it. Each stroke drove them closer to the pinnacle and she dug her nails into his biceps, the exquisite feeling almost too much. Their bodies were slicked with sweat and words were impossible. There were only sighs and gasps when they fell over the edge together.

This second orgasm was different but no less powerful than the first. This time she was with Drake and he a part of her. She could feel his cock swell inside of her and the heat of his seed. He’d closed his eyes; the cords of muscle on his neck stood out in stark relief as if he was in great pain. She ran her hands down his back trying to soothe him as he slumped over her, both their bodies wrung out.

She cuddled him close, his head on her breast, their breathing going back to what passed for normal. His tongue snaked out and licked at the valley between her breasts making her giggle and tug at his hair. He looked up, a wide smile on his face.

“I’m not fucking going anywhere tonight. No repeat of last time. I hope that’s okay with you.”

She traced his strong jaw with her finger. “That’s exactly what I want.”

Tori had a feeling Drake James was a man who could give her everything she needed. She fell asleep with the weight of his body close to hers and a brand new feeling inside of her heart. This wasn’t the wimpy feelings of a callow youth. This was something deeper and far more wonderful.

Chapter Nine

T
ori poured Drake a cup of coffee and slid it in front of him along with the cinnamon scones she’d made this morning. It hadn’t been easy leaving the warm bed and his hard body pressed against hers, but she’d wanted to surprise him with some breakfast.

They’d made love again sometime in the middle of the night and he’d sleepily whispered in her ear that he didn’t have to be in the office until noon. She’d stayed awake for quite awhile afterward and thought about how she’d been less than honest. It was time to come clean about the extent of her crush. He deserved to know the truth.

“I swear everything you bake is like heaven on a plate,” he enthused, his mouth full but his lips smiling. “Normally I grab a protein bar and eat it in the car.”

“I hope this is better,” Tori replied dryly, taking a seat across from him.

“It is. I could get used to this.” Drake was grinning when he said it and her heart caught for a second. She hoped he really meant it.

“Listen, the other day at the picnic when I was telling you about my silly teenage crush we were kind of interrupted. I think there might be more you want to hear.”

Drake licked his fingers and took a drink from his coffee. “It’s not silly to me,” Drake denied. “I think it’s kind of sweet. I guess I ruined whatever feelings you had by my behavior on our first date.”

She fiddled with a paper napkin. “I had built you up into something no person could ever live up to. I see that now. It was really a stupid thing to do, and it was all because of that kiss.”

“Our kiss in the truck? How did that mess things up?” Drake looked genuinely confused.

“No, the kiss in the closet,” she revealed, hanging her head. Shit, this wasn’t getting any easier. “At Kasi’s thirteenth birthday party.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched Drake sit back in his chair and rub his chin as he contemplated her words.

“The closet?” A grin broke out across his face. “Hell yeah, the closet. I remember now. It was a game. We kissed and I felt you up.”

She slapped a hand over her flaming face and he chuckled at her mortification. “Sorry, but I was pretty excited that day. It was the first, uh, boobs I’d ever touched. After that night, I was damn sure I wanted to keep doing it.”

He looked so much like a little boy whose hand was caught in the cookie jar, or in this case, up her shirt, she couldn’t stop the laughter that bubbled up. “Glad I could help. It’s good that afternoon made an impression on you too. All these years, I’ve had a terrible feeling you’d forgotten all about it.”

“I may not have remembered the moment I saw you again, but it’s always been tucked in a corner of my mind.”

Maybe this wasn’t going to be such a big deal after all.

“Well, I never forgot it. In fact, I kind of worshipped you all these years.” Tori tried to make it sound less than it had become. “You know, fantasized about you. Stuff like that.”

Drake’s smile wavered slightly. “You mean like sex fantasies?”

“Noooo,” Tori drew the word out. “More like fantasizing about us falling in love, getting married, having kids. The usual things a girl thinks about.”

“Teenage fantasies?” Drake nodded as if he understood. “I’m sure you fantasized about a lot of different guys, not just me.”

If only that were the case.

“Sadly, no. You were kind of it for me.” Tori began shredding the paper napkin, not able to meet his gaze completely.

“Wow. But I’m sure you forgot all about me when you left for New York.”

She forced herself to look him in the eye. “I tried, but I couldn’t. I guess my fantasies had become too real by then.”

“How real?” Drake wasn’t smiling at all now.

Tori took a deep breath. “I’d fantasize about our wedding. Our kids. The house we would live in.”

“What if I’d gotten married while you were gone?” His lips were pressed together and his brow was furrowed. Things were going south in a hurry. Tori closed her eyes and prayed he would understand she’d been a stupid kid for way too long, holding on to this piece of her adolescence well into adulthood.

“I got updates from Kasi as to what you were doing,” she admitted. “If you’d gotten engaged I would have come home.”

“Holy shit, you were having me watched?” Drake stood and ran his hand over his face. “That’s creepy, Tori.”

Tori stood also and placed her palm on his chest trying to calm him. “It wasn’t like that at all. If Kasi heard some gossip she’d tell me. If she saw you in town, she’d let me know. It was really no big thing. I just wanted to hear about you, that’s all.”

Drake stepped back and shook his head. “But you’d picked out our home? Shit, did you name our kids too?”