Caleb:A Black Widow MC Romance(20)
I knew we shouldn't be doing this but I couldn't help it. My logical self was far off somewhere, solving crimes or something. My animal self was here and now, begging Caleb to fuck me like a savage.
He slapped my ass, shoving me further into my desk. My nipples were a little raw from the sucking and scraped along the wood. I screamed as Caleb slapped me again, sliding a finger against my sex. I could hear him stick his finger in his mouth and taste me. My whole body almost came undone.
“You're so fucking wet, Emily.”
“Fuck me now, Caleb,” I demanded. My insides were writhing with anticipation. I needed to be filled up before I exploded.
Caleb pulled his briefs down and I snapped my head around to get a glimpse at his pulsing member, but he was already against me, sliding up against my wetness. He kept on his wife-beater and leather cut. He was so damn sexy. I waited, frozen in place, my pulse pounding. Caleb forced all of him inside me, stretching me out to the limit.
“You're so goddamn tight,” he said through gritted teeth, drilling his way deeper and deeper. My mind was lost, blown away by the sexual predatory of Caleb. He clenched both sides of my hips, slamming into me, crashing against me like a wave of sex. My body lurched forward with every thrust, my mouth wide open and moaning.
“Harder,” I murmured, barely able to think straight. Caleb gripped my sides harder, scratching me with his nails. He pounded in and out of me, faster and faster, my ass jutting out to meet him. The pleasure enveloped me. I was so close.
Caleb gathered my hair into a ponytail and pulled my head back. “Come for me, baby,” he whispered.
That was the end for me. I came around Caleb as I shattered into a million pieces. My voice was gone as I screamed. My legs shook violently and I could barely hold myself up. Caleb yelled my name as he found his release. I wanted him to stay in me forever, making me come over and over again.
He pulled out and collapsed on my back, leaving a void that needed to be filled again. “What the fuck was that?” I asked, my hair a mess all over my face.
“I have no fucking idea,” Caleb replied, exasperated. He collapsed on top of my back, pressing me harder against the desk. I could barely breathe but I didn't care. I just had the best sex of my life. The kind of mind-blowing sex that changes you. The kind of sex that you forget everything you ever were or are. The kind that keeps you in the moment and reminds you to live.
Caleb finally stood up and allowed me to breath. I was completely dead and used, not able to move a muscle. Caleb wrestled with his jeans as he put each leg through. “What now?” Caleb asked, wiping off his leather cut.
I brushed the hair out of my face. “I have no fucking idea.” Sounds outside my door bolted me right off the desk. “We need to get out of here right now.” I rushed to put my pants back on while Caleb threw me my bra with a smile. I snapped it behind my back and tried to button-up my shirt as fast as I could.
“Ready?” he asked. I nodded to Caleb to open the door and frantically raked my hair with my fingers while looking in my compact mirror.
Caleb whipped the door open and Officer Moore was standing in the doorway, shocked and a little frightened. Caleb turned back to me and winked before leaving.
Moore stumbled into my office, choking on his words. “These papers need to be signed, Sheriff.”
I swung my chair around and looked out the window. Claire was outside and embraced Caleb. “Just leave them on my desk,” I told Moore. They drove off in a old blue Cadillac.
What the hell did I just do? A woman can be blamed for a moment of weakness but that was more than that. I had crossed a forbidden line—sleeping with the enemy. That was a big mistake and I'd only been Sheriff for a short while. What if the station found out or worse...what if they had cameras in my office. Stupid Emily White, you're going to get yourself fired. I looked around at the corners of the ceiling and didn't find anything official. I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back into my chair.
That was something special with Caleb but it couldn't happen again. But goddamn it was so fucking sexy and orgasmic. My inner thighs were still trembling. I had my fun but now it was time to get back to work. Time to forget about Caleb.
Chapter Fifteen
Caleb
The car window was rolled down and the air smelled fresh on a summer's day. Claire drove me back to the MC with the radio turned off. What a crazy forty-eight hours. My stint in the cell next to Ronnie had felt like a lifetime ago. A smile stretched across my face as I remembered bending Emily over, her moaning with every thrust, taking her hard and fast. I finally fucked a police officer—and it was the Sheriff. I felt pretty proud of myself.