Hers(47)

While she was in Slater’s arms she remembered that tonight he’d held her tight and hadn’t let anyone touch her at the barbeque. Slater had sheltered her by pushing her behind his back. Sammy had been terrified, but now that she’d calmed down and really thought about it, she knew Slater would never let anything happen to her. She’d thought Brock wouldn’t have either, but now she didn’t know.

“Thanks for coming tonight. I know you had to leave your restaurant with a low staff, and it must be stressful worrying about it, but I really appreciate what you did.”

Slater kissed her head. “I would do anything for you. You’re more important than any of my restaurants.”

Sammy looked up at him. “I hate him, you know.”

“Who?”

“Greg. I hate him for making me so terrified at the thought of him. Those people who said that stuff, do you know I met them four times? Once at the local cop pub, at a birthday celebration, and the other two were at barbeques just like I went to tonight. The second time I met them I was covered in bruises from a beating from Greg. I can’t remember what I’d done. I told them that I tripped and fell down the stairs. The third time I met them I had a black eye, and I think I’d cracked a rib. I told them I was playing a game with Greg’s dog, and he jumped me, head-butting me. The last time I just said I ran into a door.”

Sammy sat up and got of the bed. Now she was safe she could let her anger out, and she was furious. Slater sat up on the bed and didn’t say anything. He just looked at her. She could see his eyes flashing bear, but otherwise he seemed calm.

“They were cops, for crying out loud. I knew they weren’t good cops, especially after the things I learned, but you think they could fake being good ones a bit better. The last time I didn’t even try with my excuse. I mean, come on. Even I would know if a woman told me they ran into a door what it really meant. You know something? I … I know I’m not the only woman they didn’t help, that they hurt. There are not many women in that precinct for a reason. I spoke to one nice police girl, and then I didn’t see her again. I asked about her but got a broken wrist for that question.” Sammy scrubbed her hand over her face. “Do you think I should have done more?”

Now that she thought about it, Sammy wondered if staying silent and making sure she was safe had been the wrong thing to do. Sammy stared at Slater and hoped he didn’t think she was selfish for going into hiding and worrying only about herself.

Slater got off the bed and came to her. His hands undid the zipper on her dress and slid the straps off. It pooled at her feet. “I think you are amazing. For you to go have through what you did and come out sane is a huge feat. You reported what happened to yourself, and nothing was done. It got worse. Of course you wouldn’t have tried to check on the policewoman. What more could you have done?”

Sammy closed her eyes as the tips of his fingertips glided over her arms, shoulders, and down her chest. “What about when I got to know Jake? Or even Brock before he did this?”

His leaned down until his lips were inches from hers. “It was too late. Your trust in people, especially cops, was gone. I’m so proud of how far you have come. You are incredible. I can’t believe after what you just told me you still had the courage to go to the barbeque and be among a bunch of cops.”

Slater’s mouth took hers, and he pulled her close to him. Sammy threw her arms around him and climbed up his body. One of his hands came to help hold her to him, and he turned backing to the bed and laid her down. Slater eased out of her hold and stripped his clothes off until he stood buck naked. His erection stood long and proud.

“Beautiful, I love you and am so damn proud of you. I feel very lucky to have you as my mate.”

Staring at his magnificent body as he slowly settled himself over her so he caged her, Sammy thought she was the lucky one. Slater’s eyes smoldered with lust, and his lips were curled in a secret grin that made her melt. She ran her hands up and down his hard muscled chest loving the ridges of his six pack abs as she moved her hands over him.

His fingers hooked into the seam of her undies, and he pulled them down whispering against her neck. “Lift up so I can show you how much I love you and think you’re amazing.”

Wow. Sammy had no idea what a silver tongue Slater could have. His words had her heart beating faster and her anticipation building. She lifted herself up, helping slip the undies off. Slater took her breasts out keeping the bra on so it pushed them up like an offering.

She moaned as Slater leaned down closer and rolled them so he was on the bottom with a massive smile on his face as he stared up at her. “I want you to ride me. I want to watch your tits as they bounce while you move yourself up and down on my cock.”