Dangerous Deputy by Talya Bosco Page A

enough saliva to speak.
    “Enough. For God’s sake, stop.” She tried to remember the word he’d given her last night. Potato? Asparagus? Doughnut! That was it.
    “Shit, stop. Doughnut already.” Her voice was hoarse from the screams.
    At first she thought he was going to ignore her, but gradually he lessened his assault on her, letting her body calm down to just a fever pitch.
    When he slid back up her body and readjusted himself between her legs, she breathed a sigh of relief and anticipation. She arched up to meet him as he positioned himself at her pussy.
    Slowly he slid in, pushing deeper against her still-pulsing walls until there was nowhere else to go. He lay there for a moment, buried inside her, and she was content to let him just stay there. This was what she’d been waiting for. He filled her completely.
    Her inner walls hadn’t calmed their motions, and they grasped at him, still pulsing from the last ten minutes of coming so hard she couldn’t breathe. She tried to concentrate on controlling them, but they seemed to have a mind of their own, and by the look on Dennis’s face, he was definitely enjoying it.
    He began to move. She expected him to start out slow and easy, but he slid out and instantly thrust back into her. She grabbed on to his shoulders as he continued his movements. Her nails dug into his muscles with each spasm and thrust.
    Most of her partners in the past had seemed to think by the time they were doing the actual fucking, paying attention to her wasn’t needed. Not Dennis.
    He thrust one more time and stopped, staring into her eyes. He rested his upper body on his arms, which were looped behind her shoulders.
    “What?” Her voice was low, shy almost. Here he was, buried to the hilt inside her, and all he could do was look at her.
    “You are an incredible woman.”
    “You stop to tell me that now?”
    “Why not? It’s true.”
    “Dennis, we were in the middle of something.”
    He pushed with his hips. “Oh, I’m still in the middle of something. Something pretty damn spectacular, but I’m a multitasker, you know.”
    He laid a gentle kiss on her lips. His gaze swept across her face, and he pushed a curl of her hair back.
    She didn’t know what to do. So she let him look. And while he did, she explored as well.
    Not only with her eyes, but her hands too. She’d enjoyed feeling him in the shower last night but realized now that the water had almost created a barrier between them. She felt his smooth skin, with tiny tendrils of soft hair tickling against her palms. Flashes of electricity shot between them. She’d never felt this close, this attracted to any other man before.
    “Shit.” It was a whisper, so low she almost didn’t hear him.
    She dragged her gaze to his face. “What?”
    He shook his head. “Nothing.”
    Nervousness drew over her. “Um, excuse me, but this isn’t the time for nothings. You are in the middle of sex, buried about as deep as possible inside me, and you curse? I don’t think so.”
    His smile was hard to decipher. “I never expected this.”
    “And again, excuse me? You started it earlier downstairs.”
    “Oh, no, we’re exactly where I intended to be after the movie. I just didn’t expect you to be you when I asked you to stay with me this weekend.”
    Confusion riddled her thoughts. She didn’t understand. “You didn’t expect me to—” She shook her head. “You are confusing the hell out of me, you know.”
    “I know. I’m sorry. Can you try to just forget it for now?”
    Julia sighed. She should be used to men and their strangeness. Even through all this, the man hadn’t lost his erection. She could still feel him pulsing inside her.
    She shook her head. “You do know we are going to have to talk about this eventually, right?”
    “I know. I know. Just not right now.”
    “And you men say women are confusing.”
    He smiled, again, mischievously. “Oh, trust me, babe, you’re in for it when it comes to me.”
    “Great.