Page 110 of Secrets That Bind Us
“Yes!”
I shove three fingers into her roughly, and she cries out my name so loud, the birds in the trees fly off. Rapidly flicking my tongue against her clit, I wait for that sexy-as-fuck to me moment when she starts massaging my fingers with her inner walls, letting me know she’s ready for me. She’s sosoclose to shattering for me. And then I wait for that sexy little–
“Dean, please, I need you.”
Ain’t gotta tell me twice. Quickly I unfasten my trousers, pull myself out, guide myself into her, and thrust every inch of myself that I can into her. My eyes practically cross at how fucking warm and wet she is every time, and I have to close them just to open them back up, so I don’t miss a thing. God, my dick looks so good inside of her. “Oh, fuuuccckkk… Baby…”
She wiggles her hips and then pushes back. “Dean!” her hands grasp at my bulletproof vest, trying her damnedest to tug me closer. “Please, Sheriff Carson, please fuck me.”
I wrap her hair around my wrist and spank her plush ass, rippling with each bounce. It looks so fucking good, it makes my mouth water. I swallow it down and yank her to me, running my hand over her throat and squeeze. I lower my head to her ear. “You need me to fuck you hard, baby?”
She shivers in my grasp. “Yes! I’m so close. Only you know how to do it. Please fuck me.” She moans with urgency, and I oblige my woman. I let her go and push her gently down between the shoulder blades, pulling my hips back only to pump in rapid, hard, succession, feelingher pussy pulsate around my throbbing cock, massaging my shaft, so ready to come for me.
“You’re such a naughty fucking slut for me, baby. Look at you, out in broad daylight, getting fucked in a cemetery. You’re such a filthy fucking girl, Verity. Fuck, there you go, Ver. Look at my pretty girl taking my entire dick. Is this what you needed?”
“Yes!” She squeals. “God, you feel so good. Harder, please!”
Christ. I haul her back to me, reach over her hip and down to her clit, using three fingers to rub that precious little gem, and she grips me tighter. White dots blur my vision until the only thing I see is her. All I ever see is her. All I have ever seen is her. “I’m gonna fucking come inside this pretty pussy if you don’t stop that.”
“Please don’t stop. Please don’t… oh, fuck, fuck, yes! OH FUCK! DEAN!” She screams my name, and my hips lose all control, letting her take me with her into depths or high heavens, I don’t even know. I grunt her name, falling forward until my forehead hits the back of her head. Panting, I take out the small key and unlock the cuffs, stuffing them back where they belong. I withdraw from my girl, tuck myself in, and plant soft kisses along her shoulders while I smooth down her dress.
Bringing her hands forward, she turns in my arms, and I look down at the love of my life while she puts her arms around my neck. “That was so hot.” she blushes.
“I’ve never done that before. But I’d do it again in a heartbeat.”
“Was it everything you wanted?”
“If it involves you, yes. Thanks for playing along.”
She quirks a brow. “You know… I have fantasies of my own.”
I grin lazily, “Is that right?”
“And you’re the star in all of them.”
Yeah, I’m swooning. I cover her mouth with mine– to taste the coffee she had at the last dress fitting this morning with Zoey before texting me that she was on her way home to email a few things from her work laptop– but I don’t want her to go home alone. Strange shit keeps happening. Clifford keeps getting out, and I really don’t think it’s Noah letting him out of his cage. Bearkeeps growling at the fucking corners, and I can tell we’re at our wits end. “I’m sure we can make them work. You ready to go to the farmhouse?”
She scrunches her nose. “Yeah. You ready to chaperone the dance tonight?”
I nod. “It’ll be fun.” I frown.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just– Noah got so sad when he learned he can’t go.”
“It’s good for Noah to get some separation from Savvy. Besides, he’ll be making all of these memories himself soon. God, they grow so fast.” She blinks up at me. “I’m so happy you’re going to experience all of this with me, Dean. I am so ready to walk this life with you.”
My heart. “Come on, let’s go. There’s still so much to do.”
Middle school dances are… weird.
There are weird smells, and nobody wants to dance. So, instead of embarrassing my daughter and her… date by asking her for a dance, I ask Verity. I glare at Jason anytime River gets too close to her, which makes Jason laugh. I do not. Knowing I’m being an overprotective asshole, I switch gears. I keep my gaze on Verity, letting the twinkling lights in the old gym take me back to our Homecoming dance, when I was crowned duke or prince or whatever, and she stayed on the sidelines having to watch me dance with Tiffany. I hated every moment of that.
“What’s going on in that gorgeous head of yours?” She asks, running her fingers into the short hairs on the back of my skull, making little sparks shoot down my spine.I love when she touches me.
“Remember how I asked you to let me replace him with me? Every bad memory?”
“Yes?” Her eyes search mine, and I’ve never been so fucking gone for a woman in my life. I could drown in those caramel pools, and I would die a happy man.
