Kayla’s life is everything she wished for—except for the man who won't leave her alone. Most of the time, she can ignore him, but he finds ways to corner her when she's alone, and that frightens her. She has no idea what to do about it.
When Zeke comes and takes over for Sheriff Layton, he notices the odd by-play between him and Kayla. She denies anything's wrong, but he pledges to keep his eye on the situation. As weeks pass, he starts having feelings for her, and his protective dominant side grows. When someone threatened him, he pushes her away for her own safety. What he doesn't know is that she's already in the middle of the chaos and in more danger than he ever suspected.
When he learns the truth, he takes over, determined to protect her even when she fights it. He makes it known that she’s his to take and dominate, and she’ll enjoy every minute of it.
Be Warned: anal sex, BDSM, menage sex
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“Yes.” She didn’t have to think about it because she knew she had trusted him from the beginning.
“Then put yourself in my hands.”
Kayla exhaled and then nodded. “Okay.”
“Good girl.”
She watched as his head descended, and then every thought in her head splintered, and all she was able to do was feel. His mouth took hers with a gentleness she hadn’t expected, and it made her body tingle.
The kiss seemed to go on for a long time before he moved down, nipping and licking her neck. She was unaware that he’d unbuttoned the top until she felt air flow against her skin.
“Fuck, you are the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he murmured before sucking her nipple into his mouth with only her bra between them.
“Please.” She knew she needed something. She just didn’t know what.
“Relax. I’ll take care of you.”
He pulled her shirt from her body and tossed it onto the floor before lifting her torso off the mattress to unsnap her bra. That followed her shirt, and it left her in only her skirt and panties.
He started kissing her again. She was vaguely aware of something tugging at her skirt, and then she heard a tearing sound and realized it was her panties.
“You will not wear panties again.”
She stared up at him and then nodded.
His eyes stayed on her, and her desire rose even higher.
Air caught in her throat when she felt her legs pushed apart, and then his finger traced her cunt lips before sliding between them and pressing down on her clit. A startled scream erupted from her.
He chuckled and continued to torment her hard little clit. When his finger finally lowered, and she felt it delve and push into her cunt, her body bowed off the mattress. She knew he had large hands, but the finger inside of her felt as big as a penis.
Kayla couldn’t seem to control her breathing, and it felt like her heart was going to beat from her chest. Her nails bit into the shirt on his shoulders as he continued to torment her.
“God, please,” she begged.
He cursed and moved to stand. She watched as his clothing came off, and every inch of his muscular body was exposed.
Jesus, he was handsome. His skin was dark-complected, and it seemed to make the hills and valleys of muscles and tendons stand out even more. She could detect scars and would ask him about them later. The tattoos surprised her. She hadn’t realized they covered his shoulders and chest. The American flag and the eagle were so intricate they were works of art. They were beautiful, and she couldn’t wait to study them at her leisure.
She watched as he pulled a condom from his jeans pocket and laid it on the mattress by her head. When he shed his boxers and stood in front of her, her heart felt tight, and her lungs burned because she needed to take a breath. However, it was nearly impossible when every cell in her body concentrated on taking in every part of his body. The sight of his cock made her swallow because the size was not what she expected. She knew he’d be large, but the man was hung, and she could see his heavy balls tucked between his legs.
Her arousal rose exponentially when he lay down beside her and took her in his arms. The heat from his body felt like a furnace, and she knew she’d never get cold sleeping with him.
His hand started to roam over her body again, trying to find the places that made her whimper or cry out as his mouth descended on hers. When he finally lifted his head to reach for the condom, it felt like she would combust from the need coursing through her.
Kayla watched him roll on the condom before coming over her, nudging her legs apart to give him room in between. He cupped her face in one hand and held her hip still with the other.
“We’re going to take it slow this time, Baby. The last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
She nodded and gripped his shoulders.
Her breath froze in her throat, and her nails dug into his muscle as the pressure of his cock made a riot of feelings and sensations explode in her.
“Oh…”
“Shhh, Baby. It’s okay. Just relax for me. If you do that, it will be easier for you to take me.”
She thought she nodded but wasn’t sure. Zeke stopped a few times to give her time to catch her breath and relax.
Her body jolted when he rammed the last inch of his cock into her. Her emotions and thoughts were jumbled, so she was unable to grasp anything.
He gave her a moment to get used to being full before he started pumping into her. The slow glide of his cock going in and out of her made her desire rise, and a band of tension in her belly tightened unbearably.
“Easy, Baby. I’ve got you.”
She didn’t take her eyes off him as he continued to fuck her. It seemed to help keep her centered and relaxed. It wasn’t long before she was begging for release. The pressure inside her was at a painful level, and she needed him to push her over.
“Zeke,” she panted.
“Fuck,” he cursed and started moving, ramming into her over and over again.
A burst of light blinded her for a moment as her body bowed off the mattress as much as she could with him on top of her.
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