“Stand up, walk over here, and let me take a look at you.” Matt’s heart beat faster, not that he thought she was in danger, but the guy was checking out his girl. He heard a rustling noise which probably meant Emily was walking because he’d put the wire on high on her thigh so her dress covered it.
“I guess some guys do like the more full figured women. Sit up here on my desk.”
Creep, what was he thinking of doing? Slimy bastard. Matt unlocked the car door, ready to dash in there and beat the shit out of him, case or no case.
There was more rustling and then a thump sound, and Matt guessed that it was Emily’s dress brushing against the microphone. He took a deep breath.
“Nice legs, Ms. Mead.”
By the sound Matt could hear the asshole was obviously rubbing his hands over them. He gritted his teeth and made two fists.
“Glad you think so,” said Emily. “So will I do or not?”
“I usually like to take a girl for a test drive before I commit them to a client, see how you do and see you in action. See if you can get me good and hard and take care of all my needs.”
Matt flung the door open. He’d hit him so hard, he’d be the next one to be admitted to intensive care.
“However, I’m kinda of busy today. How about I let you work, and then you and I can get together this weekend. You can show me your talents then.”
Matt sat back on the car seat. Yeah, in your dreams, asshole.
“Before I forget, Mia said you had some brochures that would show me the sort of things my money could be invested in.”
“That’s my girl, Emily,” Matt said.
Vincent laughed again.
“I can tell you’re quite the businesswoman. I like it, real turn-on for me. I’ll put something together for you and bring it over at the weekend.”
“Great, and it’s been nice meeting with you, and I look forward to what I hope is a long and fruitful business relationship.”
Matt grinned. His girl was quite something.
*****
“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”
Emily burst out laughing. She’d pulled Matt into the hotel room and put her hands on both his ass cheeks.
He kissed her.
“You are officially my first client,” she said.
“How about the other night? Didn’t that count?”
“I’m starting over. This is the real escort you’re meeting now. I’m not holding back.”
“Great, because I’m a client who’s paid lots of money for you, so I expect non-stop sex tonight.”
She playfully nipped his bottom lip. “So will the other lawmen in your sheriff’s office be expecting that same treatment from me?”
“If one of them so much as touches you he’s going to the hospital.”
“How about if I touch one of them?” Emily loved to tease him.
“Well then you’d break my heart.”
“And I’d hate to do that. So, sir, what would you like me to do first tonight?”
He pushed his hand up under her dress and slid it up her thigh, brushed the lace of her panties to one side and let his finger get lost in her curls until it was dangerously close to her clit.
“I thought we could start with me pleasuring you,” Matt said.
He rubbed her clit a few times before she lifted her leg and wrapped it around his thigh.
“That give you better access, sir?” she asked him.
“That’s much better.
Matt circled her clit which was now erect and throbbing. Emily kissed him as he went to work on her. A tingly, zingy feeling that went all the way to her butt cheeks.
“You’re going to have to hold me because I’m going to come and when I do I -- ”
“Oh, baby, hold on there.”
Matt grabbed her as she shook, and her legs gave out as she climaxed. He couldn’t quite grip her fast enough, and she slid to the floor.
“Emily, baby, are you okay?”
*****
She looked up and him and was now laughing. He’d guessed she’d done it on purpose so she could get down on her knees without him realizing what she was planning. He knew that for sure when she tugged on the fly of his pants, opened them up and slid her hand inside. She slowly wrapped it around his dick.
Next thing he knew his pants and boxers were around his ankles and his cock was inside her mouth.
Oh boy, this was heaven.
Being the sheriff of Glacier Valley County was turning into quite the adventure. Matt rested his hands on Emily’s shoulders as she sucked and took his cock deeper into her mouth. He threw his head back and groaned as she fingered the underside of his balls. No woman had ever done that to him before. He was losing it fast. He really wanted to be inside her when he enjoyed his first climax of the night, but no, he wasn’t going to make it. He dug his toes into the pile of the carpet and braced himself as he came and groaned into the air.
It was his turn to want to go to the ground. His legs shook so badly that he couldn’t support his weight. Emily slid slowly and seductively up his body. He held on to her, wondering if she could hear his heart beating because he sure could. Matt couldn’t help himself now. He got hold of Emily and flopped down on the bed with her wrapped tightly in his arms.
“You drive me crazy, you know that, don’t you?” He looked into her eyes and ran his index finger down her cheek, letting it drag along her silky skin until it rested on her lips. She opened her mouth and flicked her tongue on his finger, duplicating the very same thing she’d done to his dick a few minutes earlier.
He was getting aroused again, getting hard already. Usually that took a while after he’d climaxed. Matt rubbed noses with her. Eskimos did that, right? He’d never thought of it as the least bit sexy before, but just about anything was sensual, borderline erotic, with Emily. Even hearing her name in his head made him weak at the knees, his heart beating double time. He could stay like this with her in his arms forever.
She put her arms around his neck. “What are you thinking?” she asked.
“What if it had been someone else who’d been undercover when you were pretending to be Mia, what if it hadn’t been me?”
“I wouldn’t have gone along with my charade. Remember you saw my purse on my shoulder?”
He nodded.
“I was about to flee the room and run as far away as I could. You were late, and I thought that was a sign that I shouldn’t be going through with it and had been given a way out.”
“I was having a panic attack in the restroom. That’s why I arrived so late.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
Matt shook his head. “Nope, the prospect of going undercover with a hooker scared me shitless.”
They both burst out laughing.
“So what changed your mind,” said Matt.
“I opened the door, saw you and thought how gorgeous you were. I was actually excited about having sex with you. And how about you?”
“You opened the door, and I thought she’s the prettiest girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. Yeah, I want to have sex with her but I can’t because damn, I’m undercover.”
He pulled her in close as she rolled onto her side. Matt kissed her and hoped she felt his now very rock hard cock sticking into her butt.
“How about we do it in this position, and we can watch ourselves in that mirror over there? That sounds like something a hooker and her client would do,” he whispered in her ear.
Chapter Eighteen
Matt playfully nipped her earlobe and gently pinched her nipples as he thrust into her. She hadn’t even been aware of the mirror until Matt had pointed it out. She grabbed his arms as he wrapped them around her and thrust harder and deeper. She was getting so used to being with him, spending nights with him. Emily hoped he felt the same way about her as she did him. She hoped this wasn’t just a physical attraction that would grow old, and after it did, then he’d move on like other guys had done in her life.
; Her juices slid down her leg and her pussy ached as Matt picked up intensity.Emily flexed her feet and toes as her climax took her, and she dug her nails into Matt’s forearm hoping she wasn’t hurting him.
Emily could hear him panting harder, fasting, groaning every now and then and sensed he was close to climaxing, too.
Wait a minute. He’d whispered something.
Maybe she was dreaming but she was pretty sure he told her he loved her when he came. She wanted to ask him if she’d heard right but didn’t want to spoil the moment or ruin the evening just in case it had been her wild imagination.
His cell phone rang bringing her out of her thought.
“I guess I should get that. Don’t really want to, but I’m on duty. And if you’re going to be the sheriff’s girl you’ll have to get used to it.”
The sheriff’s girl, wow, did she like the sound of that. Sounded like she was staring in an old-fashioned western.
He rolled over, reached out for his pants, dragged them closer to the bed, and got out his cell phone. “Sheriff Hennessey.”
He stroked her shoulder as he spoke. “Hey, I thought it was important.”
Emily heard a woman’s voice on the other end of the line and wasn’t sure why, but she was jealous. She rolled on her back. Matt tickled her tummy as he continued his conversation.
“Not that you’re not important, but I’m on duty.”
The woman’s voice again.
“I’m working hard,” said Matt, pulling a face at Emily.
She wanted to mouth “who are you talking to” but didn’t think that was really her business. Maybe it was an old girlfriend…an ex-wife. God, she hardly knew anything about the guy she’d fallen for.
How scary was that? For all she knew he could have a couple of ex’s and even some kids too.
“Okay, how about Saturday afternoon around 2 p.m.?”
The woman’s voice again.
“Sounds great, and I’ll see you then.”
Matt ended the call and put the phone down on the bed. “That was my sister.”
Emily let out the breath she’d been holding in since he’d first answered the call.
“Don’t do anything Saturday afternoon because I’d like you to come along with me to meet her and my new nephew.”
“I’d love to.”
Matt snuggled down beside her and held her hand.
“And be forewarned she will tell you everything there is to know about me, stuff that usually embarrasses me.”
“Oh yeah like what?”
“A favorite one of hers is the story of when I asked my dad to take me to the hospital because my penis was broken. I didn’t know I was having my first erection.”
Emily burst out laughing and leaned on her elbow and ran her hand down Matt’s belly. “That’s pretty funny…and you’re blushing.”
“I am not.”
“You are, but it’s so cute.”
“I know you and my sister are going to get on so well together that I won’t stand a chance.”
*****
“I hope you’re going to do the decent thing and marry her,” Jennifer said.
They both stood looking from the kitchen into the living room where Emily was holding James and walking up and down talking to him.
“Does that mean you like her?” asked Matt. He cut the brownies Jennifer had baked earlier that day, placed them on a plate and licked some gooey chocolate crumbs off the knife.
“I think she’s perfect for you. And if you let this one get away I’ll never speak to you again. Look, James loves her. The two of you are going to make perfect babysitters…you see I do have an ulterior motive.”
Matt noticed his nephew giving Emily what he assumed was a smile. Well, he hoped that’s what it was and not a sign his diaper needed changing again.
“You still have grandma’s engagement ring?” asked Matt. He bit into one of the brownies and some chocolate crumbles fell onto his sweatshirt.
“Does this mean --- ?”
“Yes, it means I’m going to propose tonight while I still have the courage. What if she turns me down? I mean we’ve only known one another a week.”
Had he heard right? The guy who wanted to be a bachelor all his life was going to propose after one week of first setting eyes on Emily. Guess his mom had been right that about when you met the woman of your dreams you fell hard. It was something no cowboy could fight.
“You feel in your heart she’s the right one?” Jennifer asked him.
“Oh yeah, weirdest thing is, I feel like I’ve known her for years.”
“We could put the ring in her brownie, and you could get down on your knees.”
“I want to do that in private, and knowing my luck, she’d probably swallow it and end up in ER or something.”
Jennifer laughed. “It’s in the box with the rest of grandma’s jewelry. I’ll go get it and discreetly hand it to you before you leave, okay?”
*****
Matt had certainly acted weird after they’d left his sister’s place. He been almost silent on the car ride back to her place and she wondered if maybe she offended him or perhaps said something she shouldn’t have while they visited his sister. Who, Emily had decided was a sweetheart of a person, and baby James…well, he’d melted her heart. Now as soon as she was done with law school, she wanted one of her own.
Matt dropped her off at her apartment and told her he had some errands to run and that he’d be back in an hour. Maybe she shouldn’t have worried so much because true to his word, the doorbell rang about sixty minutes later.
However, when she opened it, she wasn’t expecting to see Mark Vincent standing on her doorstep.
“Emily, you look shocked. Surely you remembered our appointment. Allowing me to see what you can do for the clients.”
Her stomach did a flip. Yeah, she’d forgotten all about it. She never thought he’d take her up on her offer. And how the hell had he found out where she lived?
Shit, she had no wire on her. Matt wasn’t listening in. She had no way of letting him know she was in trouble. And what if he never came back?
“I usually don’t do that at home,” Emily said. Perspiration was building in her armpits and under her breasts. She was pretty sure she was going to throw up.
“I’m sure you’ll make an exception for me.”
He pushed against the door and was inside her apartment before she could slam it in his face. He looked around.
“Not the fanciest of places for someone who’s an escort with a stable of existing clients.”
“I like to put my money elsewhere and I’m saving it for a rainy day.”
He laughed and then grabbed her by the throat, wrapping his hand over her windpipe, almost choking her within seconds. He backed her up against the wall. Her butt hit it with a thud and she couldn’t help but cry out with the pain.
Matt, where are you?
“So just who are you, Emily?”
“I told you. I’m a friend of Mia’s.”
“One that’s going to take her place in trying to rip me off.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Why do you think she’s in intensive care right now? Did you know that your friend double-crossed me? Little bitch. I’m assuming you know everything and you’re about to hustle me too. Pick up where she left off. Am I right?”
“I don’t know…” She could hardly get the words out because he was closing off the air. He was going to strangle her.
However, for some reason he let go of her, and she turned to run, but he grabbed her again, this time from behind. Vincent swung her around to face him. He pulled her blouse away from her chest, sending the buttons flying across the entryway and ripping the front of it into shreds.
Thank god, she’d opted to wear a bra. She almost hadn’t, knowing that Matt was on his way to her place and that they’d probably end up making love again.
“Yes, very nice. I like that they’re all natural. I hate
feeling implants.” He ran his hands over her breasts and bile rose in her throat.
“I told you I don’t do this sort of thing in my house,” Emily said. She wanted to curl up and cry.
“So you want us to get a room someplace? Is that what you want, Emily?”
He pushed her up against the wall again and lifted her skirt and inched his hand up her thigh. He brushed her mound. She was going to vomit for sure. Maybe Matt had been right. She shouldn’t have gotten involved in any of this. She was out of her element. Leaving it to law enforcement would have been the smartest thing to do. A policewoman would know what to do right now.
Matt, where are you?
Vincent kissed her, or at least tried to, but she turned her head, and he got her neck instead of her lips.
She trembled as he pushed her panties to one side, and his finger slid into her curls. He quickly found the opening of her pussy but thankfully just let it linger there. If he pushed it inside her she knew she’d throw up all over him. That would probably rile him up and he might beat her like he had Mia.
Emily closed her eyes because she’d never been so scared in all her life. She tried to push him away but then suddenly felt something sharp bite into her belly. She looked down to see the tip of a large knife he was now holding against her skin.
“Please, I don’t know anything about what you or Mia have been doing, really I don’t.”
He tried to kiss her again as he ripped her panties away from her body and the knife bite into her skin.
Dear god, he’s going to rape me. After that he’ll probably stab and kill me.
A tear slid down her cheek.
If she could just bring her knee up and jab him in the balls, but the knife would probably plunge into her.
The doorbell rang making both of them jump.
“I have to answer it because it’s my boyfriend, and he knows I’m at home,” Emily told him.
“Okay, but you’re to get rid of him. And don’t try anything because this knife’s going to be right here waiting for you.”
Emily nodded, her lower lip trembling.
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