Page 21 of Locked Up by The Libra
“Your answer to telling me nothing is to arrest me?”
“Well, no,” I grin at her in the mirror. “I arrested you to let you know I want to lock you down, Ms. Duchane.”
Willa’s eyes get huge before I climb out, going to the back to help her out. I could take the cuffs off now, but I rather not. I formulated a plan on the way here. A plan meaning she stays in those cuffs a while longer.
“Watt will you take these off, please? This is embarrassing.”
“No one is here to see us, sweetheart. And it’s not the first time you’ve been in cuffs, now is it?”
“Kind of beside the point, sheriff.”
Leading her inside, I take her past the front desk and the deputy desks. Past the small interrogation room I’ve made no use of yet. Past the storage closet filled with just two shelves of evidence. Up to the small holding cage we’ve used about five times since I’ve been in charge here.
“Watt…no, this is insane.”
Grinning at her, I shake my head as I pull open the door and usher her in. I close it after, pulling it hard enough she jumps. Backing her up against the far wall, I pin her to it. I will make her forget how uncomfortable or embarrassing being taken into custody is. Just like I hope to make her forgive me for keeping myself closed off to her.
Undoing the cuff off one hand, I lift it above her head. Grabbing her other hand, I lift it too, bringing the cuffs through the bars. Slapping the cuffs back on, I have her shackled to the bars. Her chest is pumping as she breathes heavily, her body trembling as I press close.
“I cannot let you leave, Willa. I need you, sweetheart. I need you here with me. I was wrong not to tell you, I am so sorry. Whatever you need to know, whatever you want from me, I want to give you,” I finish this speech by peeling her leggings down her thighs.
“Watt. No, we can’t do that here.”
“Doesn’t it turn you on to be at my mercy? To know I can do whatever I want to you,” I whisper, bending to kiss her bare pussy gently.
“Yes,” she whimpers, nodding her head. “But I don’t want to be hurt.”
“I won’t ever hurt you again,” I swear to her, licking at her sticky cunt. “Not when I fuck you or anywhere else. I will be so good to my sweet little girl, I swear to you. You are everything to me now, Willa.”
Closing my mouth around her clit, I suckle at softly. Not rough or raw the way we’ve been so far. Even though I have her handcuffed, I would take those down and obey her commands, if she wanted. I would beg on my knees, eat her out for hours, never even getting inside her if she asked.
“Watt,” she cries out, her hips rocking against my tongue as I push it inside her, hands sliding round to hold her ass. “I like being hurt this way. When you hurt me, I know it’s because you need me as badly as I need you. Don’t you still need me, daddy?”
“Fuck, yes, I need you, sugar. I am in love with you, Willa.”
“Watt…say it again,” she whispers, her voice shaking as I stand.
Cradling her face, I nod. “I love you, Willa. I think I started to the minute you opened that door. I was so fucking alone. Because I could never let anyone in. I want you in my life, I want to let you in. I need you because I wasn’t really living before you. I am in love with you, sugar.”
“Watt, oh, baby, I love you too. I love you and I want to stay. I was just…I never thought you could open up. I thought you would never share yourself with me. How could I stay if you wouldn’t?”
“I will, sweetheart. I want to share everything with you. My cabin, my job, my entire life. Fletch too.”
Willa laughs and I wrap my arms around her, lowering my head to kiss her. I lift her against me before I remember I have her arms bound above her head in the handcuffs. When I pull away, reaching up to undo the cuffs, she shakes her head. I frown, stepping back to see her eyes dark with desire. Reaching down, I smirk when I pass my fingers over her slick cunt.
“Oh, does daddy’s little girl want him to finish what he started?”
“Yes, daddy. Make me come. Show me how much you love me.”
“Watch that mouth, little girl. Or I’ll stuff my cock in it to keep you quiet.”
Willa laughs but I sense she very much likes that idea. Dropping back to kneel between her thighs, I pull her leggings off. Grasping her left leg, I drape it over my shoulder. Gripping her right leg, I spread her open, just staring at her pussy as it drips. God, she’s so hot, and she’s hot for me. I could die tomorrow knowing I had this goddess in my life.
Only, I rather spend the rest of my life worshipping this goddess.
“Such a greedy girl,” I tsk with my tongue before I use it to spread her open.
Glancing up at her, I tongue her tightness, sucking noisily at her cream. I hook an arm around the thigh draped over my shoulder, using my fingers against her clit. Her little whimpers spurn me on, the clang of the handcuffs on the bars rhythmic as she starts fucking my face.
