Page 67 of The Honorable Texan
He increased the rhythm, and the pressure, and seconds later, he was right there with her, burning up in a fiery satisfaction that was vaguely shocking in its length.It seemed to go on forever.
When he was finally able to breathe again, he was wet with sweat and shaking all over.So was Violet.
“Wow,” she whispered reverently as she met his eyes.
He nodded, bending to kiss her delicately.“See what a week of abstinence does to a normal man?”he murmured against her swollen lips.
“Want me to lock the bedroom door for a week to make it better…?”She jumped and cried out as he pinched her bottom.
He wrinkled his nose at her.“You lock it, I’ll break it down,” he challenged.“I hate abstinence!”
She wreathed her arms around his neck and smiled contentedly, although her heartbeat was still shaking her.She was wet with sweat, too, and working just to breathe.
“It’s better every time,” she said, dazed.
“I improve with practice,” he informed her.
She grinned and slid her legs around his.“Do you, really?Let’s see…!”
* * *
They knew theparty was already underway before they got out of the shower.They dressed quickly in theclothing they’d laid out for the reception, a lacy pink dress for Violet and slacks with a white shirt, tie, and sports coat for Blake.
They were barely dressed, still smiling at each other in a daze of pleasure, when there was a loud rap on the front door.
They stared at each other.“Are we expecting anybody?”Blake asked curiously.
“I don’t think so.”
They went together to the front door and opened it.
Outside was most of the Jacobsville Police Department, with Chief Cash Grier, in uniform, leading the rest.He had a paper in his hand and he was grinning mischievously.
“Lady and gentleman,” he began, “your friends in the Jacobsville Police Department would like to congratulate you on your recent nuptials and remind you that if you are ever in need of assistance, we are only as far away as your telephone.We have…”
“I’ll call the governor!”Blake began, interrupting the speech.
Grier glared at him.“I have six pages to go.”
“I have ten pages,” Assistant Chief Judd Dunn announced, displaying them.
“I have a loaded shotgun,” Blake told him.
Judd and Cash looked at each other speculatively.“How many years could he get if he pointed it at us?”Judd wondered aloud.
“That wouldn’t be nice, on his wedding day,” Cash agreed, but he gave Blake a rakish grin.
Blake’s eyes narrowed.“Trespassing on private property,” he began, “creating a public nuisance, terroristic threats and acts…”
“I am not a terrorist!”Cash informed him.
“But you are a public nuisance,” Judd told Cash.
“Me?”Cash exclaimed.
Officer Dana Hall cleared her throat and elbowed both superior officers out of her way.She was holding a cake.
“This is the wedding cake from the reception,” she told them, giving it to Violet.“I’m really sorry, but it was all we were able to save.”
