Page 36 of Seized by the Lawman

Chapter 12

THE WAY THAT Nix was with her, dominant and yet so tender, made her pleasantly flustered. His touch was commanding her to lower her defenses, to give him everything. Her heart beat so fast she feared it would bounce right out of her chest. She peered down at his zipper, full with his erection. She already knew just how thick and long he was, and her inner thighs trembled with anticipation. Not that size mattered, but she certainly wouldn’t complain that he had a little extra.

She swallowed and dropped her hand to his waist. Should she despise this man for turning her world upside down? Or should she reveal to him that they had created a life together? A sliver of her felt they were being tugged by her father’s strings, but even Carson couldn’t know that she and Nix would be this good together. So right.

Fact was, her secret, that she was carrying his baby, could be a big reason why she was soaking wet right now. She’d read that a pregnant woman’s hormones made her crave sex more.

He moaned and she felt his need, like she had a large engine contained under her thighs.

His fingers were on her spine, lowering to her bottom where he made figure eights with his thumb. She could feel the sensation all through into her core, in every part of her sensitized body. Her breaths came in pants, incontrollable, just like the feelings in her. Her nipples were so tight and her clit pulsed in eagerness. There shouldn’t be any surprise that he did this to her. From the moment she saw him, she’d wanted him. Lord had she wanted him.

“Let’s get these things off. Now,” he growled.

She wasn’t sure how they managed it so smoothly, or maybe she was just wrapped up in the mood, but her jeans and panties were off and deposited somewhere in the cab, which she didn’t care where. All that mattered was that they were the only two people in the world, hidden by the trees outside and the fogged windows inside. This was exactly what she loved about country life.

His hand came to her hip, his thumb making the same shape on her inner thigh, so close to her mons that one inch and he’d have been inflicting the same pleasurable havoc on her tingling lips. She wanted his touch there. She stared into his eyes and swore she saw something comparable to love, but before she could dissect it, he had his mouth on hers, taking possession, and she liked his assertiveness. He’d been right when he’d accused her of settling for weak men when what she needed was someone who could stand up to her, not dread her challenging personality. Her stubborn attitude has driven off a few along the way.

She braced her hands on his shoulders and moved her bare bottom across his lap, reminding him that she was naked and ready.

While he continued to kiss her, he moved his hand to her mons, but didn’t touch her yet she could feel the warmth of his palm. His tongue thrust in and out of her mouth, teasing her, telling a story of what they’d share soon. He pulled away, staring into her gaze as he moved his finger through her soaked folds.

Melly’s breath hitched and she nibbled her bottom lip, riding the waves of the passion pouncing on her nerve endings. Their gazes held as he teased her clit, tugging the sensitive flesh while pleasure grew inside her. Her juice flowed, soaking her inner thighs, and she was almost embarrassed at how drenched she was for him. He didn’t seem to mind because his grunts of pleasure made her smile.

He pressed his lips to hers, kissed her hard, then drew back, but only a mere inch. He held her gaze steady as he brought his hand up, glistening with her juices and sucked her from the digits. He moaned as if he were licking an ice cream cone and desire cascaded over her. His pupils dilated and his skin flushed. She imagined her eyes and skin did the same.

“Your taste. A mixture of passion fruit and a splash of salt to bring out the sweetness.” A description she’d never heard before. With his moist fingers, he gripped her chin and brought her mouth to his. He shoved his tongue into her mouth and she could taste herself. She’d never been turned on more. He pulled back. “See. Sweet and savory. Heaven.”

“Yes.” But she referred to his flavors.

“You look so beautiful, baby. How do you feel?”

“Like I’m on a cloud,”’ she admitted.

He tipped her head, running his tongue along the slender line of her neck, pausing where her pulse beat rapidly. “My destiny is to make you feel like this each and every day.”

She moaned deep in her chest, processing his promise.

“Understand this much, sunshine. I’ll not let you go. Not without a fight.”

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Once the words were out, Nix understood there was no drawing them back or denying that he meant them. He’d lost his mind, but he didn’t care. He had also lost his heart…

He was usually the one who had all the control, but not now, not with Melly.

The rule of being a lawman meant keeping his head clear and he was good when it came to his career, but this was different. Melly wasn’t a criminal he could put behind a closed door and throw away the key. He wasn’t used to feeling such strong emotions, or vulnerable. He moved his hand to her slick mons again, wet and tasty. Nix skimmed his fingers against the slick lips and groaned at how the sweet cream covered his knuckles. She couldn’t deny that she wanted him. The proof was in the pudding, or the cream so to speak.

The taste of her was on his lips and tongue, and like a skilled engineer, he thought of ways that he could place her so that he could bury his face into her sugary rapture. Pushing the lever on the steering wheel, it slid to the highest setting. Perfect. Grasping her thighs, he lifted her and settled her bottom on the wheel. “Spread your legs,” he demanded.

“Nix?” she whispered.

“Spread them.” She did and the scent of her excitement filled his nostrils.

He placed his hands on her inner thighs and spread her wider. “I must have more of you,” he growled. Her gasp was music to his ears.

He bought her foot up and she resisted him. “Trust me, baby,” he urged. She relaxed and he brought her leg over one shoulder, opening her completely for him. Her mons glistened, dewy and pink. The rosette of her ass puckered and was shiny from the trickle of juice from her mons.

Unable to resist another second, he bent his head and suckled in the lush swollen lips, flattening his tongue against the tender flesh that trembled. He continued to lick and suckle until he’d cleaned every dew drop and was so hard in his jeans that he wondered if he’d be bent for life. He didn’t want to pull away from the precious nectar, but he couldn’t hold back from claiming her another second. He reached down and hurriedly undid his buckle and zipper in record time and lifted his solid cock from the confines of the denim.

Giving her one last lick from pucker to slit, he lifted her and brought her down onto his erection. She took him, slowly, adjusting to her tight body, and their bodies united.

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