“Why don’t you tell Macie? I’m sure she’d understand.”
“No, she wouldn’t. After what happened with Cat, she needs someone she can trust to manage this place. I had to promise David the moon to stay on as a prep cook because no one else has applied. I know it’s the exact same story on the management side.” Domini sighed. Unemployment rates may be skyrocketing everywhere else in the country, but not in Wyoming. For the most part, skilled workers in the restaurant industry could pick and choose where they hung their apron.
The doorbell chimed.
“Right on time.” Myra’s eyes sparkled. “Chin up, boss. Maybe a knight in shining armor will ride to your rescue and sweep you away from this mundane existence.”
Domini didn’t have to turn around to know who’d walked in.
Cam.
Silly, but her heart did a little flip.
“Hey, Deputy,” Myra called out. “Want coffee?”
“Please.”
She waited until Myra delivered Cam’s coffee before she sauntered over. Her body flushed hot as the griddle when his hungry eyes ate her up. “Deputy. May I join you?”
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.”
“Would you prefer I sat beside you or across from you?”
“Depends.”
“On?”
He blew across his coffee. “On which side offers the easiest access for me to cop a feel.”
“A cop copping a feel?”
“Yep.”
She sat across from him. “How has your day been?”
“It started off with a bang.” His sexy bad-boy grin made her stomach cartwheel.
“I’ll say.”
“How’s your day been?”
“Good. I saw Colt and Hudson a little while ago. Colt grilled me on what was going on with us.” She swiped his mug and took a drink. “The rumor mill has been churning.”
“Yes, it has. My mother called today.”
“What did you tell her?”
“Nothin’. I didn’t answer her call. I just…”
Don’t want to tell her it’s just sex between us?
Cam sighed. “I want to keep you to myself for a little bit longer before they start meddling. Does that sound stupid?”
“No.” Before she choked up at another glimpse of the sweet side of this gruff man, she changed the subject. “So, did you arrest anyone today, Deputy?”
“I ticketed two kids for drag racin’ out by the old cemetery. Then I finished paperwork. I got tired of listening to Shortbull and Reeves arguing about baseball so I took a break and came here. What time do you get done?”
“Ten thirty. I’m cooking tonight, which I’ll admit I am not looking forward to.”
“Funny, I always look forward to your cooking.”
“Ah. So is that why you’ve been coming in at least once a day for the last two years? Because of my culinary skills?”
“I’m a bachelor. Half the time I eat Cap’n Crunch for supper.”
Domini leaned across the table. “That is not an answer, Cam.”
“I know. But I don’t guess you’d like to hear how seeing your pretty face never fails to make my day, no matter what else happens to me during the course of that day.”
“You’re wrong. Sometimes I want to hear mushy stuff.”
Cam touched her face. “Anything you want, Domini. Name it.”
The doorbell pinged. Cam dropped his hand and threaded their fingers together. Before Domini tore her gaze away from Cam’s compelling blue eyes, a blond ball of energy stopped short of tackling her in the booth.
“Guess what? Mom said next week I can spend the night and you can take me to school—” Anton caught sight of Cam. His teeth clamped together so fast Domini feared he might have chipped a molar.
“Hey, Anton. Do you know Deputy McKay?”
Anton shook his head.
Cam stuck out his right hand. “Pleased to meet you Anton.”
He shook Cam’s hand, albeit reluctantly.
The bell pinged again and Nadia hustled in. The second Nadia saw Cam, she froze too. She gathered herself and stood behind Anton.
“Nadia, you remember Deputy McKay?”
Cam returned Nadia’s quick nod of acknowledgment.
“What brings you guys by?” Domini asked to fill the silence.
“We were out and about and thought we’d see if you had time to eat with us.”
“Shoot. I’m working in the kitchen tonight—”
“No big deal, it was a spur of the moment idea anyway. Another time.” Nadia squeezed Anton’s shoulders. “Let’s go home.” She aimed a cool gaze at Cam. “Deputy.”
Then Nadia and Anton were gone. Weird.
Half a dozen people came in. She sighed. “Time to get to work.” Domini tried to tug her hand free. Her breath caught when Cam brought their joined hands to his mouth, licking and nibbling her knuckles like he was kissing her sex.
He flashed her a cocky grin. “See you at ten thirty.”
Cam’s cell phone rang right after he’d climbed into his patrol car. “McKay.”
“Is this Cam McKay? The war hero?”
He grinned. “Brock Tennyson, you bastard. Were your ears burning? Because I was just talking about you last night.”
“Yeah? I hope you were talking me up to that hot sister of yours, because, man-oh-man that cowgirl she has got it going on, whoo-ee.”
“Don’t make me hurt you after you saved my life. I will rip your arms outta the sockets and beat you with them if you lay so much as a single finger on Keely.”
Brock laughed. “You’re so easy to rile, McKay. So what’s up with you? Been busier than a one-legged man in an ass-kicking contest?”
“You’re a fuckin’ riot.”
“Admit it. You miss my humor. How goes the deputy job?”
“Great, most days. Better than chasing cattle, that’s for damn sure. What about you? It’s a little early to be calling about setting up our bi-annual hunting trip.”
“Actually, I apologize for giving you such late notice. I’m on my way to Seattle and I’ve got an extra day to burn, so I thought I’d stop off in Sundance, see if you’re gonna be around.”
“When?”
“Day after tomorrow.”
“I’ll be here. I’m scheduled off that day so if you wanna hit Colt’s fishin’ hole—”
“To be honest, I’d rather chill. Drink a couple of beers. Shoot the shit. Relax.”
The word relax wasn’t in Brock’s vocabulary. Cam’s alarm bells started ringing. “Is everything okay, B?”
“Yeah. No. Hell, some stuff I need to figure out, which is why I’m driving across country instead of flying.”
“You’re welcome to crash at my place for as long as you need.”
“Thanks. I appreciate it. Look forward to catching up.”
“Me too. Drive safe.”
“Will do.” Brock hung up.
Cam stared at the screen on his phone listing missed calls.
Besides Brock, his mother had called. Twice. That was it. Sad really, that his brothers and cousins weren’t ringing him up just to chat. Even Keely had given up calling him for the most part.
Can you blame them? You don’t exactly encourage that type of behavior with anyone in your family.
Big fucking deal. Didn’t matter anyway.
He shut the phone off and returned to work.
Chapter Ten
Cleaning the grill was her least favorite part of shutting the restaurant down. Thank God she was done. Domini scoured the grease from her hands and fantasized about a hot sudsy shower. Right. Like that’d happen. She’d sent Cam upstairs to wait for her an hour ago. He’d had that look in his eye then and she expected cooling his boots had only increased his ardor.
A tremor of desire rolled down her spine.
As Domini scaled the stairs to her apartment, she wondered if she should’ve doused herself with perfume. Did she reek like a fryer?
The door
opened. Cam wore the look of an impatient man. He circled her wrist and tugged her inside, immediately scorching her lips with a blistering kiss. He released the band holding her hair, and used his fingers to loosen the strands.
Okay. Maybe fryer grease was an aphrodisiac.
Cam herded her until her back met the wall. Being on the receiving end of such passion was still so new and exciting, she welcomed the rush of moisture in her panties whenever this man touched her. Domini generated a hungry noise as she worked his buttons, want want want echoed in her head.
Cam ripped his mouth free. “Shirts off.” Within seconds they were pressed naked chest to naked chest. His lips flirted with hers, sending an electric buzz from her mouth to her core. “I want to hoist you against this wall and fuck you right here, right now.”
“Sounds good to me.” Domini toed off her shoes. She unsnapped the clasp and her pants fell to the floor.
He groaned. “I don’t think I can. It’ll put too much pressure on my leg.”
She shimmied out of her underwear and watched Cam watching her. “Where?”
“Couch. Now.” He set her on the edge. It wasn’t wide, but the height was ideal. Keeping their eyes locked, Cam unbuckled his belt, shucked his pants and his briefs.
His callused finger drew a line from the dent in her chin to the opening of her sex. He swirled two fingers into the stickiness and swallowed her gasp of surprise when those fingers slid in and began fucking her. He feathered his thumb across her clit. Slowly at first, and then quicker, shorter, more precise movements.
Every drop of blood in her body seemed to gather in the bundle of nerves. Just when she bumped her hips up, clenching her pussy muscles in anticipation of a killer orgasm, he stopped.
Domini whimpered.
“You’ll come on my timeframe not yours. Watch.”
She glanced down as he thumbed his erection and pushed the head of his cock into her.
“So hot. So wet.” He fed her an inch at a time, both of them looking until they were completely, intimately joined.
When Domini raised her chin, wanting to see Cam’s eyes, Cam’s fingers squeezed her upper thighs.
“Huh-uh. Watch.” He withdrew until just the tip rested in her opening. “Do you know what a fucking turn on it is to see your sweet cream coating my cock?”
Seeing the swirls of white smeared against the dark skin of his shaft was highly erotic. She couldn’t remember caring what the mechanics of sex looked like; she’d only cared what it felt like. Yes, it felt amazing, but leave it to him to bring her every sensual nuance she’d missed.
“What if I told you to get on your knees right now? What if I wanted to see you licking the taste of yourself off my dick?” He alternately sucked and blew in her ear, sending tremors straight to her sex. “Would you do it?”
“I’d do anything you wanted.”
“Right answer, princess.” Cam kicked up the pace. He nuzzled the sensitive skin beneath her jaw, allowing his teeth to graze her neck. His hand slid up to the juncture of her thighs, while the other hand pushed against the small of her back, subtly changing the angle of her pelvis.
Domini dug her fingernails into his biceps when he started stroking her clit. “Oh God. I like that.”
He pumped into her. Not faster but with precision and finesse. “Say my name when you come.”
His harsh breathing in her ear, the sucking sounds of his sex driving into hers, the scent of his skin, the feel of his hard chest muscles and fingers and cock…she couldn’t even think straight.
“I wanna hear you say it, Domini.” Cam teasingly licked the column of her throat as his fingers strummed her clit. “Say it.”
“Please.”
“I can feel those cunt muscles gripping my cock, trying to bring me all the way inside you. Until all you feel is me. In you. On you.” His hoarse whisper, “Say my name,” was a sexy command she ached to obey. “Or better yet—” he lightly pinched her clit, “—scream it.”
That tiny pinch of pain sent her rushing into pleasure so dark and sharp she did scream.
Cam hammered into her, whispering sweet, dirty nothings into her ear as her body pulsed around his. He slanted his mouth open wider and kissed her in a hot, wet, clashing of tongues. Her insides were flooded with the heat of his ejaculate.
Domini brought her arms around his neck and held on.
After he broke the kiss, he murmured, “You never fail to amaze me, Domini.” He pulled out and stepped back.
Suddenly off balance, she windmilled her arms to no avail. She yelped, fell backward, narrowly missing kicking Cam in the head as she bounced on the couch cushion and crashed to the floor.
“Shit! Are you okay?”
Domini started to giggle.
Cam seemed wary of her laughter as he skirted the couch, fumbling with his belt buckle after he refastened his pants. He loomed over her. “Did you hurt yourself?”
“Just my pride.”
He jammed his hands on his hips. “I’m sorry. I should’ve tried to catch you. It’s just…I have this thing about falling. I did it a lot when I first… Sometimes I still fall and I fucking hate it. Makes me feel helpless.”
“I should’ve been paying attention.” She rolled to her feet, noticing he’d dressed his lower half. “So are you leaving now?”
No answer.
What was he thinking about with that far-off look? “Cam?”
Still no response.
Which ticked her off. “Is this where you tell me you hate to screw and run, but you’ve got to be up early tomorrow?”
Then Cam was right there. “Excuse me? Did I say we were done?”
She shook her head.
“Who has the say so in that?”
“You.”
“And if I didn’t say it, then we’re not done, are we?”
“No.” When her eyes darted away, he held her chin, forcing her to lock onto his dark and dangerous gaze.
“Maybe you need a reminder of who’s in charge.” He leaned forward, taking his time, until finally his lips grazed her hairline. “Go wait for me in your room.”
“Cam—”
“Now.”
Domini knew better than to argue. But the truth was, she didn’t want to argue. She wondered if he’d dally. Probably not. Cam liked to play, but he didn’t play games. Right after she’d arranged herself on the bed, she glanced up and saw him propped against the doorframe.
“Pull the covers back and get your vibrator.”
His bossy tone shouldn’t have hardened her nipples, made her wet, caused her skin to tighten with anticipation, but those short, terse, commanding words did it for her.
Boy did they ever do it for her.
Cam sauntered into the room. He set a bottle of vegetable oil on the nightstand. His gaze never wavered from hers as he dropped his pants and his shorts to his ankles. He sat in the chair and yanked them off.
Now they were both naked. Yet, they weren’t on a level playing field because Cam had the upper hand. She allowed her gaze to drop to his cock.
His fully erect cock.
He wrapped his fingers around it and stroked. “Sit on the edge of the bed and spread your knees so I can see every bit of that sweet pussy.”
Domini’s heart raced at the wild look in Cam’s eyes. This was the predator. The alpha. She, shy Domini Katzinski, brought out that beastly side in Cameron McKay.
“Have you ever masturbated for a man?” he murmured.
“No.”
He emitted a pleased-sounding growl. “You will for me. Use the vibrator and show me how you get yourself off.”
Even after all they’d done with each other, she blushed at the idea of performing such an intimate act in front of him. She turned the vibrator on and let the buzzing tip follow the rise of her pubic bone down to the opening of her sex. She rimmed the outer edges of her pussy, leisurely. Thoroughly.
“Do you always draw it out like that?” he asked.
“No.”
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sp; “Show me how you do it when you’re alone.”
“You sure you want to see how fast I can get off with a vibrator?”
“Yep.” Cam cocked his head. “You say that like my ego will take a hit when I see what battery power can do.”
“It might.”
“Darlin’, when they manufacture one that can do all the things my hot, wet tongue and my soft lips and sucking mouth can do, well, then I might be worried.” He grinned with pure male confidence. “Then again, maybe not.”
Cocky man.
If Cam wanted fast, she’d give him fast. Switching it to high, Domini set it directly on the swollen nub of flesh. She rubbed up and down, back and forth mostly for show. The sensation of her tissues pulling tight built and her clit was pulsating beneath the vibrating tip. Her head fell back and she moaned. The short, intense orgasm was nothing like having Cam’s cock pounding into her or his tongue bringing her to climax, but it was good nonetheless.
She peeked from beneath her lashes and saw Cam still stroking himself, still watching her.
“How soon before you can go again?”
“Usually one is enough.”
“One is never enough.”
“Umm. Well, it might take a while.”
Cam shrugged. “I doubt it, but I’m in no hurry. Show me. Now.”
Another command. Another overpowering need to please him. Another wave of desire swamped her. Domini gave him a raunchy show as she played with herself and her vibrator. He’d been right; it didn’t take long to get off a second time. After she clicked the toy off, Cam was there. Right there. All dangerous, hungry, challenged male.
“My turn.” He pushed her flat on the mattress, slapped his hands on the inside of her thighs and set his mouth on her.
Oh he had something to prove. Cam used his tongue in so many naughty, delectable ways, keeping her dangling on the precipice of bliss. If he suspected she was close to careening into pleasure, he’d stop, yank her back to sanity, and start over.
While his busy mouth tended to her clit, his fingers pumped in and out of her wet pussy. She swore he was fucking and sucking her at the same time. And his wicked thumb brushed across her bottom hole, bringing her awareness to those sensitive nerve endings. She noticed his probing of that untried area became more insistent with each pass.
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