Page 52 of Cruel Daddy Dragon

Rufus cackles. I turn around to him.

“Weren’t you supposed to be going somewhere else?” I say, “Or do you think I’m going to have to save you again?”

“No, no!” he laughs, “I still thinkIsaved you, but Ms Strong Police Officer can’t swallow her pride to admit it! You’d have been burnt to a crisp if I hadn’t stepped in.”

“Oh, please! You wouldn’t havegottenthat far if I hadn’t come—I’mtellingyou!”

He steps closer. For a moment, all I see is endless abs. I have a mad urge to put my hands on that skin, feel how warm it is… Again…

We’re alone… I have an office in the back where Will and Ben couldn’t just walk in.

“Sheriff,” Rufus purrs, “my eyes are up here.”

I tear my eyes from that glorious chest and up to those stunning green eyes. My stomach does a cartwheel when I see him looking at me like that…

I jab a finger into his chest.Oh!He is so warm…

“I saved you,” I murmur, “Admit it!”

“No,” Rufus laughs, “Isavedyou!”

That finger on his chest slinks down until I’ve spread my entire palm over his pec. His skin is soft and heated under my hand.Oh, god, he smells so good…I brush my hand down that glorious body, and I tingle with anticipation.

“Sheriff,” Rufus chuckles at the back of his throat, “that’s sexual harassment.”

I laugh breathlessly.

“Oh, shut up. And come here!”

I reach up on my tiptoes, slink my arms around his neck, and press my lips on his. Thespicytaste spreads through my mouth before his tongue dips in and caresses me from the inside. I give a light moan against his kiss.

His hands wander, taking a thick handful of my ass and giving it a squeeze. A little coil of pleasure twinges inside me.God, I want him.

I break from the kiss.

“You know… my office has a lockable door…”

Rufus gives a naughty chuckle. Both his hands snap to the back of my thighs, and he hitches me above his waist like I weigh nothing. I can feel the tent he’s pitching grinding into me, and I shiver in pleasure. I hold on around his neck, and he carries me through to my office. Once we’re at the door, he tries to lean back and free up one of his hands so he can unlock the door. I wriggle, and he drops me. I have the keys on a retractable keychain around my waist, and I stretch them out to unlock the door. They’re right next to the handcuffs on my belt…

I unlock the door, and we both slip in. I lock the door, and I turn around.

Rufus’s lips are on mine again—he’s swooped in for a kiss before I can think. His soft tongue embraces mine softly, spreading his musky taste through my mouth. When we break, I see the radiator at the left of my desk under the window, and I grin.

“We should get down from the window,” I whisper, “Just in case Ben and Will come back.”

Rufus smirks and then leans in for another kiss. As we kiss again, I start kneeling. He follows along. As he does, I unclip the handcuffs from my belt. As we get lower, I brush my hand over his hand. His hand turns around to try and link his fingers through mine, but I wriggle my hand out of his—and then grab his wrist and clip one of the handcuffs around it.

He breaks the kiss.

“What?” he laughs.

I pull the handcuffs over his head and clip the other half on the radiator by his head. After I have him trapped, I grin.

“Now,” I say triumphantly, “I’m going to have to be on top! Just like I told you, I was going to be!”

Rufus blinks at me, an aroused smile on his face. He looks at his handcuffed hand, forcing him to be on his back. He looks back at me with a wicked smile.

“I can break these cuffs, you know,” he purrs.

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