Cody pushed the button a few more times and she cried out, the device stimulating her in a way she’d never experienced before. It didn’t hurt but felt so good. An orgasm began to build rapidly as he maintained the pressure.
She whimpered his name and he nodded. “You ready to come, darlin’?”
Once she nodded, he shuffled forward a little and eased his long, hard cock inside her. The combination of the clitoral stimulation and the feel of his cock rubbing deep within her was enough to push her over the edge, and Autumn came with a force that left her gasping, her pussy clenching hard around his cock.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured. Once she stilled, he turned the device off and tossed it onto the bed next to them.
He fucked her energetically, moving forward and leaning on his arms over her. The change in position meant her hips were canted higher, her legs pushed back toward her chest, her pussy well and truly exposed to him.
Before she’d started dating Cody, Autumn would never have dreamed she’d be comfortable being in such a position, but the handsome deputy sheriff had a way of making her feel safe that no other man ever had, and she trusted him when he said all he wanted was her pleasure.
She looked down and watched as his cock plunged deep inside her before pulling out and repeating the motion over and over. His movements became jerky as he sped up, and she could tell he was close to orgasm from the way he grunted.
He leaned down and sucked on her nipple, tugging it into his mouth, and her cries joined his as he pushed deep into her one final time.
Autumn felt him pulse inside her, his body shuddering, and when he collapsed on top of her, she put her cuffed hands around his neck and held him close, kissing his temple. “Good?” she asked, echoing his previous question.
He pushed up just far enough to kiss her mouth. “Fucking amazing.” They kissed again, a slow, lingering kiss that warmed her all over. “I love coming inside you.”
She kissed him fiercely. This man was incredible in every way possible. They weren’t in any rush to separate, but once they finally did, Cody gently pulled out of her and reached for the key, unlocking the cuffs and placing them on the nightstand.
Autumn caressed his cheek with her hand and kissed him when he leaned over once more. “Don’t move.”
He got up off the bed, his cock still half-hard, and returned with a warm washcloth, which he used to clean her with the utmost care. His thoughtfulness just highlighted once more how different Cody was to her previous lover, who would never have contemplated doing such a thing.
Once he was done, he grabbed the blanket and stretched out on the bed next to her. She cuddled into him, placing one leg in between his, and he covered them both lightly.
Autumn placed her head on his shoulder, and when Cody turned his face toward her she kissed him softly. “What do you think of the vibrator? Thumbs up?”
“Definitely two very enthusiastic thumbs up.”
“Glad to hear it. You can take it home with you and use it when we can’t be together. Think of me as you come.”
She stayed silent for a few moments, wondering if she dared say it out loud. “I always do.”
The hand that had been stroking her arm softly stilled. “You do?”
She gave him a big grin. “Of course I do. Who else would I be thinking of? Luke?”
Cody growled and rolled partially on top of her so he could kiss the hell out of her. All laughter died as their lips and tongues caressed and devoured each other. “How dare you,” he huffed once he finally let her go. “I’m the much better looking twin and the entire town knows it.”
“You’ve certainly got the healthier ego.”
He smacked her ass, making her yelp. “Luke is very happily married, so you’d be out of luck even if you did want him in your bed.”
“Luckily for you, I have the twin I want lying right here with me.” She pulled his head down and kissed him in a manner that ensured he’d never think otherwise. “But Luke is definitely a handsome man.”
“Of course he is,” Cody scoffed. “He looks like me.”
“Since he’s older, technically you look like him.”
His hand squeezed her butt. “Don’t you sass me, young lady, or I’ll have to punish you.”
Arousal suddenly flooded between her legs at the idea, and he must have seen something on her face because he reached down between them and placed his hand there.
“Like that idea, do you? I think the handcuffs will be making another appearance. Maybe I’ll bend you over the dining table and fuck you hard while you’re cuffed.”
His fingers stroked and caressed her. “Yes, someone definitely likes that idea. Good to know.” He kissed her and then encouraged her to turn over and face the other side.
Once Autumn had her back against his chest, he curled their bodies together and lifted her right leg up. She felt his cock seeking entrance and reached down without any encouragement to guide him inside.
He pushed in all the way, knocking the breath out of her because he felt so big in this position, and when she turned her head toward him, he kissed her over and over as his hard cock moved in and out of her.
She slid one hand down to play with her clit, and Cody’s hand covered hers, his fingers helping rub it, while the other twined her fingers through his. He fucked her deep and slow, and every time he pushed inside her she let out a low cry.
She came in a ridiculously short amount of time, her leg still up over his, and he soon followed her, remaining balls deep inside her as he erupted with a long moan.
11
Autumn placed the tray of pies in the oven and shut the door again as quietly as she could. It was almost two in the morning and she was in Cody’s kitchen, surrounded by mess.
Ingredients were strewn everywhere. The countertop was covered in flour and cast-off pieces of pastry. A large bowl, wooden spoon jutting out of it, had been filled with hot water and was soaking in the larger of the two sinks.
She would have to wash all the dishes by hand, as running the dishwasher would be too noisy and she didn’t want to risk waking Cody up. She’d left him snoozing peacefully in bed after pressing the gentlest of kisses to his cheek.
Autumn had managed a couple of hours rest after Cody had stripped her naked and given her three orgasms, but even in her post-coital bliss, her dreams bothered her. Her father had invaded her thoughts and had woken her from her sleep.
Autumn had come to realize it was only a matter of time before Jed found out about her relationship with Cody. There was no way it could continue to be as serious as it was becoming without him knowing about it.
And she was growing tired of hiding it. She was in love with Deputy Sheriff Cody Whittaker, and she wanted the entire world to know it.
Trying to think of a way to make it work without upsetting her father was a strong source of worry for Autumn. Living in the Grant home meant she was always walking on eggshells, because at best, Jed was ambivalent and at worst, he was downright hostile.
She’d heard him threaten to shoot the Whittakers in the past on more than one occasion, and her heart ached at the idea of him pointing a gun anywhere near Cody.
Tears welled up in her eyes and Autumn swiped at them. She’d figure something out.
“What are you doing up this time of the morning?”
She was so startled by Cody’s appearance that she let out a small cry and dropped the spoon she was holding. It clattered loudly on the floor.
Bending over, she picked it up and tossed it into the sink. “Dammit, give a girl a little warning, will you? You scared the hell out of me.”
“Sorry, darlin’.” The grin on his face didn’t look like he was very apologetic at all, but it disappeared when he gazed at her properly. “You okay?”
“I’m the one who should apologize.” She bit her lip. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”
“Nope. I got up to use the bathroom and noticed the bed was cold and empty next to me.” He crossed
over to where she stood and pulled her close, sliding his arms around her waist. “You got pies in the oven?”
“Yeah. I couldn’t sleep.”
His forehead pressed against hers. “Want to talk about it?”
She ran her hands up and down his arms before resting them on his chest, one hand over his heart. “No.” Angling her head, she pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “You should go back to bed and get some sleep, Cody. You’re on early shift tomorrow.”
“I don’t like sleeping alone these days.”
She smiled at him; a smile she knew didn’t reach her eyes. “I’ll be there as soon as I clean up and take the pies out of the oven.”
“How long have they got?”
“I’ve only just put them in, so about forty-five minutes or so.”
Cody kissed her and moved over to the sink. “Just put all this stuff in the dishwasher.”
“I didn’t want to run it because it would have woken you up.”
“I’m awake now, so let’s just turn it on. Is there anything that can’t go in?”
Autumn plucked her set of Disney-themed ceramic measuring spoons out of the sink and set them aside to be washed by hand. The two of them loaded the dishwasher with everything else and Cody turned it on.
She leaned back against the island in the middle of the room, a feature she had fallen in love with, and when he spun around to face her, she could see the worry in his expression. “You can talk to me about anything, right?”
“I know I can. It’s nothing important, promise.”
He reached out and placed a hand on her cheek, running his thumb softly over her warm skin. “It was important enough to stop you from resting peacefully.”
Instead of answering, she stepped into his arms, wrapping hers around his waist and burying her face in his chest. Autumn could hear his heart beating, and it comforted her in ways she would never be able to express.
Just being held by this wonderful man, who was compassionate, caring, and always willing to help anyone who needed it, soothed her more than he would ever know.
If she could have shared the rest of her life with him, she would’ve, and it broke her heart to know that was never going to happen.
Not while her father still breathed.
She clung tighter to Cody, and he rubbed her back. “Hey.” She looked up at him, his gorgeous eyes drawing her in, as they always did. “You know I love you, don’t you?”
Autumn’s breath caught in her throat as she tried to wrap her brain around the words that had just come out of his mouth. “You do?” She was so shocked she couldn’t think of anything else to say.
He grinned at her, the kind of grin that always made her tingle. “Of course I do.” He brushed a kiss against her lips. “What’s not to love? You’re beautiful and kind and make incredibly tasty pies.”
That made her laugh, and she pressed her face against his chest. “Oh, so that’s what it’s all about. My pies.”
“Yeah. You’re worth keeping around for the pies alone.” He grasped her chin in his hand and moved her head back so she could see his face. “I’m in love with you, Autumn. That’s never going to change, even if you never bake another pie for me.”
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them back. “Cody.” His name was barely above a whisper. She knew she shouldn’t say the words, but she couldn’t hold them in any longer. “I’m in love with you, too.”
Autumn barely got them out before Cody’s mouth crashed down onto hers, his tongue seeking entrance. He licked, nipped, and stroked her lips and tongue, and the temperature suddenly began to rise in the kitchen, which had nothing to do with the oven being on.
He reached for the hem of the tee she was wearing, which happened to belong to him, and only broke the kiss to lift it up over her head. She hadn’t been wearing anything other than the shirt, and he took in her nudity with a long, hungry look.
Cody lifted her up onto the island without preamble, pushing his shorts down. His erection sprang free, and Autumn ran her fingertips along his cock, wrapping her hand around it and stroking him softly.
The groan he made told her he had no objection whatsoever, and she licked her hand before grasping it again.
Up and down she went, slowly, feeling it harden beneath her touch, and she stared at it, mesmerized by the sight.
“Fuck.” The word fell from his lips as a prayer, a wish, a hope.
She dropped kisses on his shoulder, his neck, his face, his lips, stroking his cock all the while. He suddenly pulled away from her, stepped out of his shorts so he was as naked as her, and then pushed her legs wide open. With a wolfish grin, he leaned over and ran his tongue up her pussy.
Autumn gasped and leaned back, bracing herself on the marble she sat upon. “Oh God.”
The tip of his tongue circled her clit without ever touching it as he teased and tormented her, licking up and down in long, slow strokes. She whimpered his name, and when he finally flicked his tongue over her clit, her hips jerked up as lust sizzled through her veins.
“I’m going to come.”
As soon as she said that, Cody stopped what he was doing and straightened up.
Autumn’s disappointment was short-lived. He stepped in between her legs, wrapped a hand around his cock and ran it up and down her arousal a few times, and then slammed into her with one hard thrust.
Her orgasm burst through her, making her toes curl and her legs tremble. A cry rushed out of her as desire cascaded over her like a waterfall. She gasped for breath shakily and saw his eyes were wide as he watched her come. “You like that, huh?”
She couldn’t answer him as she breathed shallowly, her skin breaking out in goosebumps when he leaned over and licked her nipple, still buried deep inside her body. He sucked it gently into his mouth, scraping it with his teeth, and she bucked against him, letting out another loud cry.
“That’s a good girl,” he murmured encouragingly. “I love it when you come on my cock.”
Her arms could barely hold her up when he started to move again, long, hard thrusts in and out of her pussy, and when she lay back onto the cold marble, Cody lifted her legs up onto his shoulders.
The change in position pushed him deeper inside her, and she lifted her hips slightly to meet his thrusts. He was rubbing against the sweet spot with every thrust, and it wasn’t long before she felt another orgasm building.
“Cody.” He must have felt it because she suddenly felt his fingers on her clit. “I’m going to come again.”
“Yes.” He increased his pace and their moans echoed through the room in the early hours of the morning. It was pitch-black outside and had anyone been snooping around the cabin and peeked in through the kitchen window, they’d have been treated to quite the sight.
But Autumn’s mind was blank. She could think of nothing as her second orgasm washed over her and she jerked against Cody. He started to swell within her and her walls constricted around him. A few moments later, he, too, fell over the edge, letting out a loud shout as he came inside her.
She trembled around him as white-hot pleasure speared through her, and once she could finally move, she sat up once more and clung to him. Her lips found his, and they kissed over and over until their breathing had steadied.
Cody was still inside her, and she felt so full of him, so connected to him. So loved by him.
So in love with him.
Eventually, he pulled out of her gently and instructed her with a kiss to stay put. He disappeared down the hallway toward the bathroom and returned with a warm washcloth, which he used to clean her up almost reverently.
Autumn loved that he did this, that Cody was thoughtful enough to make sure she wasn’t uncomfortable. Once he’d cleaned her up as best he could, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and kissed him repeatedly.
His hands traveled over her naked body, exploring her with his fingertips, before he placed his arms around her and held her tightly.
“I love you,” she murmure
d against his lips.
“I love you, too, darlin’.”
He slipped his shorts back on and she donned his shirt once more. They talked and kissed until the timer went off. Autumn hopped down off the island and took the pies out of the oven, placing them on a cooling rack and examining them for any flaws. They looked good, and she smiled to herself.
Cody yawned. “Do we need to wait until they’ve cooled down to store them away?”
“No, they should be fine. Let’s go back to bed.”
She took his hand and led him back to his bedroom, where they shed their clothes and crawled underneath the sheets. After exchanging a few more kisses, Cody curled his body around hers, and Autumn’s last thought as she drifted off to sleep was how she felt nothing but loved in his home.
A feeling she never got around her father.
12
May
Autumn stifled a sigh as she slid into her seat at the old, round dining table her great-grandfather had carved. It was missing chunks of wood here and there, and no longer sat flat on the floor due to wear, but her father refused to get rid of it and update the furniture.
Jed liked living in a time warp. The house itself was old and could kindly be referred to as run down. It needed to be repainted. New carpet needed to be laid down. The tiles were cracked and chipped. The roof should have been replaced years ago.
However, Jed refused to spend a penny on what he considered nonessential repairs. He was as miserly with his money as he was cold with his family, so Ruth and Autumn had long given up mentioning anything.
The two women did small things around the place where they could, but it was like placing a Band-Aid on a large, gaping wound that required stitches.
Much like their lives as a family.
Autumn placed her foot at the base of the carved leg of the table near her to stop it rocking. Ruth passed the plates of food around, always to her husband first. He took as much as he wanted, and the women got what was left.
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