Page 26 of Sheriff's City Girl

“I could go for just a beer,” she giggled, following me inside. I flipped on the warm lights, illuminating the tidy living room and exposed large wooden beams. “This is so nice,” she gasped. “I love it. It’s charming.”

I smiled as I headed for the kitchen, pulling out a couple of Coors and popping the top for her. “I’m glad it suits your fancy.”

“It does, thank you.” She took the beer from the counter, and my breath caught as her plump lips brushed the edge of the dark, longneck bottle, my mind wishing those were wrapped around my dick.

Damn, she made me feel like a horny teenager.

I downed my beer faster than usual, determined to ward off the need to touch her. Her eyes danced across my house for a few minutes, taking it all in. It gave me a chance to reevaluate why I just… wanted her so bad. Maybe it was just the fact she was the first woman I had brought to my house in years…

Or maybe it was the raging chemistry between us.

“Do you have a radio?” Emma turned to me, her eyes lighting up in a way that made my chest tighten.

“I have a Bluetooth sound system,” I said with a shrug. “Why?”

“Let’s dance.”

“I don’t dance…”

“Oh, come on,” she whined, pooching her bottom lip out. “It’ll be fun. This whole house just screams kitchen dancing.”

“Okay,” I gave in, pulling out my phone. I used it to turn the system on, and then I handed it over, the music app already open. “Have your choice. You pick the song, and I’ll dance with you.”

“Anything I want?”

I narrowed my eyes. “I guess so…”

She giggled, immediately picking up the phone and scrolling through the music. “Well, lucky for you, you’d probably be surprised to know that I am a fan of country music, and I know just the song.”

Bracing for her choice, I watched as she tapped the screen and set the phone on the counter, stretching her hand out to me. The intro to All Your’n by Tyler Childers filled the living room, and I smiled.

She had good taste.

Taking her hand, I led her to the living room and pushed the coffee table out of the way. Wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her close, I led her in a slow two step.

“I thought you said you couldn’t dance,” she teased, tipping her head back to look up at me. “You’re amazing.”

“Oh, I am definitely not,” I shook my head. “It’s all you. I’m just along for the ride.”

“Says the man who’s leading.” Emma’s whole demeanor was so warm and inviting, the opposite of me. This woman radiated peace and had this joy about her that made me want to bask in her glow and never leave.

And I let myself get lost in the moment—in her.

I shut my eyes and leaned in, resting my forehead against hers. She let out a soft sigh, her warm breath tickling my skin. Emma’s hand on my shoulder slipped upward, her fingertips brushing the stubble on my jaw. I caught my breath as they threaded through my hair, and I dropped her hand to pull her in as tightly as I could.

Our gazes locked, and she ran her tongue along her bottom lip. I couldn’t fight the need for her any longer. My nose brushed hers before I delicately took her lips with mine. This was different from the office. I didn’t feel so fucking rushed and desperate for her…

I could take my time.

A sweet moan escaped her throat as my tongue pressed into her mouth, beginning the dance with hers. She fisted my uniform shirt, holding me in place as our kiss deepened. As if it were possible, the taste of beer on her lips was the best I had ever had, and my erection throbbed beneath my jeans.

I needed to lay this woman down and show her how beautiful she was.

Swooping her up, I wrapped her legs around my waist, and headed for the stairs, carrying her up to my bedroom. I kicked the door open and went straight for the bed, hoping she didn’t notice just how bare the room was…

But her lips on my neck were enough for me to lose that worry.

I laid her out on the bed and went for her clothes, undressing her slowly and with intent. She helped me by unsnapping her black lacey bra, and my mouth salivated at the sight of her erect pink nipples. I wanted them in my mouth, but I focused on tugging her jeans off her hips, taking her underwear with them.

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