Lydia couldn’t let the cutest one go first. “I would think you wouldn’t want another cat to remind you so much of your old one.” She picked up a beige-and-white cat. “Isn’t she the sweetest?”
Mary held the new one. “I think you’re right. I’ll take her.”
Overjoyed at the easy sell, Lydia gave her four cans of food.
They walked out, and she hurried to get back into the cruiser with her cherished kitties. “That was easy,” she said. “Who’s next?”
“Charley Devereaux. He’s about eight. His mom died three years ago. His dad and uncle take care of him. I’m betting he’d like a pet.”
“I hope you’re right. I got my first kitten when I was eleven.” Too bad Alex decided the kitten needed a bath and ended up drowning when Alex didn’t remember to turn off the water. That’s when her mom realized her brother had to be institutionalized.
It was quite dark by the time we got to the Devereaux house. Drake Devereaux was in Bozeman prosecuting the Tony Deluza case. The one where Destiny Jones was the state’s key witness. Charley’s uncle Kurt answered the door.
“Hey, Justin.” He offered his hand to her. “I’m Kurt Devereaux.”
He ran his gaze down her length, and she moved closer to Justin. She didn’t need anything more to come between them.
She thought Justin might be embarrassed he’d brought her since her green uniform was sticking out from under her coat, but if he did, he never said anything.
Mr. Devereaux leaned over. “What you got there?”
Charley raced up behind his uncle. Lydia lifted the blanket. “Someone left kitties on the station’s doorstep and we’re looking for a good home.”
Charley’s eyes widened. “Can we get one, Uncle Kurt? Please?”
No human on earth could say no to this cute kid. She’d love to have a bunch of children just like him.
Kurt’s mouth skewed to the side. “You’ll have to feed her.”
“I will, I promise.” Charley reached in and picked up the black kitten with the white diamond on his head.
Before she could suggest a different one, he put that one back and picked up another kitty that was half-black, half-white.
“You want that one?” Please say yes.
He looked up again at his uncle, who smiled. “Sold,” Kurt said.
Charley hugged the kitten and raced into the house.
Justin asked if he’d heard from his brother about the trial, but he said he hadn’t. Since they still had to see if they could find homes for the other four, they couldn’t afford to be neighborly and stay.
“Thank you!” She waved as they headed back to the cruiser.
Justin took the now-lighter box and carried it. “Two down, four to go.”
It took about eight more houses before all the kittens were gone. There was no way she could ask if she could keep one kitten, since she had no idea when she’d be going home.
“You want to grab a bite to eat next door? I’m starving.”
She’d forgotten the moment he got back from visiting Mrs. Murphy, the kittens had gone wild. “Sure.”
It was a little strange eating in the main room with customers, and even stranger having her boss wait on them. She knew her favorite menu item and so did Justin. Even after they finished their meal, they sat and talked about everyday life and where she saw herself in five years.
She knew the answer, but gave him the standard shrug, claiming she’d probably still be a waitress. “Though, if I ever save enough, I’d like to finish college.” She’d gone for two years before her mom ran through her money. “I’d love to study veterinary medicine and help out at the animal shelter.”
He slapped his thighs. “Tomorrow’s a new day. We better get going.”
What had started out as a possible catastrophe ended on a good note. The only downer was that Tom hadn’t called all evening. She hoped everything was going well. Okay, not that well. At least, she hoped he wasn’t attached like glue to Destiny Jones.
“You need to shower?” he asked as soon as they entered the station.
“Yes.” He’d hesitated for a moment, almost as if he was about to ask if they could shower together. She dismissed that thought the moment she remembered the stall was only three feet by three feet.
However, after they both finished, she had plenty of ideas about other activities they could do together.
Chapter Eight
Lydia waited in bed for Justin to finish up in the bathroom. The last time she was lying in this bed, she was waiting for Tom to come out. Would she and Justin end up in bed together, or would the uptight sheriff say it wasn’t right to have sex with a person he was protecting? Not that it stopped him from receiving a blowjob at his house, but perhaps he didn’t consider that sex.
Her insecurity reared its ugly head. Was she being used again? She’d known both men for a few years and they’d never showed much interest in her. Maybe they’d heard she’d changed.
The bathroom door opened. “Lydia, can you come here?”
She’d never heard Justin sound so sexy, yet so controlling at the same time. She rolled out of bed and walked the eight feet to the bathroom. In his hand he held a wrapped plug. “Do you know what this is?”
Snake had wanted her to try one. “Yes, but I’ve never used one before.”
“Would you like to try?”
Her heart dropped to her stomach, not because of the plug, but from the implication. She knew the plug was used to stretch her out to get ready for sex in her rear. She also understood that the process took time, which implied he wanted her to stay around. Dare she hope he was truly interested?
“Yes, I think.”
“We don’t want you to do anything you wouldn’t be comfortable with, but I know Tom loves to come behind. He’s not here, so I thought I’d start the process.”
“Process?” She believed she knew his intent, but wanted him to explain.
“I’ll insert this little plug into your ass. You’ll wear it for a while until I change it to a larger one. By the time Tom gets back from his detail, you might be ready to accommodate him.”
She did think it a little odd that Justin did Tom’s bidding, but maybe they wanted to share her for good. If it meant Justin would rub his hands on her body and make love to her, she was game. Maybe he’d even be interested in some another activities.
The extra bit of good news bolstered her confidence. She turned around and bent over.
Justin laughed. He pulled up her shoulders and turned her to face him. “You are too sweet. I don’t want this to be like a surgical procedure. It’s about caring for one another.”
Did he mean love?
“So what do I do?”
Instead of answering, he drew her into his arms and kissed her. Her lips melted into his. On her second breath, she opened her mouth and he dove in. With his arms around her, she squeezed his biceps, loving the texture of his skin. She must have pressed against his waist too hard because a moment later, the towel slipped and dropped to the floor.
He didn’t seem to mind, for he pushed his hard cock between her legs. “I think you’re overdressed.”
“Oh, yeah. What are you going to do about it?”
He grinned. “So you like to play hard to get, huh?”
“I’m not the only one who’s hard.”
“You noticed.”
Boy, had she.
He lifted the hem of her nightie top high enough to expose one breast. He leaned over and caught the hardened nipple with his teeth. The pressure made her upper body tingle.
She dropped back her head. “Oh, yeah.”
As if he’d needed her approval to stimulate her further, he drew more of her tit into his mouth. With this other hand, he massaged her butt. She knew what he was doing, but with her attention diverted to his mouth, she relaxed, at least for the time being.
“I love your tits.”
He said it with such reverence, she believed him. Her fingers itched to play
with his hard cock, and she wrapped her hands around his dick. He continued to suck and pull on the nipple while he removed her hand.
“That’s not fair.” How come he got to touch her and not the other way around?
He stood back. “This is about pleasuring you first. If you touch me too much, I might lose it, and we wouldn’t want that.” He kissed her nose. “Can you just stand there for me and enjoy the ride I want to give you?”
When he said it that way, how could she refuse? “Okay.”
Justin went back to playing with her tits, his hands roaming up and down her back like he was memorizing her shape. Then his mouth went lower, and the anticipation spiked her desires. Her pussy moistened thinking about his mouth on her. She knew he wanted her to stand there, but she’d always wanted to know what his hair would feel like in her hands.
His thumbs dragged down her pajama bottoms until they were at her knees. She inhaled as he hovered over her damp pussy.
“I’ve been dreaming about this for so long.” His voice caught.
He had? She never thought he even noticed her until recently. When his tongue stabbed her folds she sucked in a breath and widened her stance, loving the tongue fucking. Her hands found his head, and she rubbed him to the same rhythm as his tongue.
When he rimmed the hood covering her clit, she nearly jumped.
“Easy, honey. We’ve got all night.”
She wasn’t going to last all night, but the thought of having him in her arms that long made her juices flow even more. Justin clamped down on her entire pussy. Spirals of fire lapped at her body. She wanted his cock so bad, she could taste it.
He pulled away. The cool air caught her off guard. “Why did you stop?”
He reached over to the table next to him and picked up a jar. “I want to begin your training.”
Training?
He slipped a finger into the jar of lube, pulled out a glob, then rubbed the cool cream on her tight hole. When he slipped a finger inside, she jerked.
“What did I tell you about relaxing?”
Who put him in charge? “It’s hard to do.”
“Not as hard as my hand on your cute little ass will be if you don’t obey.”
Had his voice not held a teasing tone, she might have gotten riled. “Was obeying in the rule book?”
“You are a sassy one. Should I punish you now?”
She could tell he wasn’t serious, or was he? “Sure.”
He straightened, lifted her up, and sat on the bed with her on his lap. His hard cock pressed against her pussy, and she moaned in pleasure.
“Hold that thought.” He flipped her over his lap.
“You wouldn’t dare.”
The slap stung. “You dared me.”
True, but she didn’t think he’d go through with it. Then came the second and third slaps in rapid succession. The pain radiating across her butt turned to heat and grew into intense need. She wiggled her rear.
“You want more?” he asked. Now his voice almost shook with laughter.
“Yes.”
He spanked her several more times, and with each contact, her pussy got wetter and her ass wanted something big and throbbing inside it. The thought of Justin’s cock driving into her almost made her beg.
He rubbed her butt then slipped in a finger. The tight ring clenched. When he swirled the tip around, tiny sparks of delight made her loosen her hold. He must have sensed her getting used to his finger, for he added another.
The difference caused her to rethink this. “That’s all I can take. You’re filling me up.”
He laughed. “Oh, honey, you can handle so much more. You just have to trust me.”
“I do.” She moved, and spikes of desire filled her.
He went to work on her ass, scissoring his fingers back and forth, stretching her out. Nerves came alive she never knew existed. His other hand massaged her tits, and every once in a while, the motions matched, almost as if he knew how much pressure to use and where.
“Are you ready to try the plug?”
She’d come this far and hoped she wouldn’t disappoint him. “I guess.”
Paper ripped, and he opened the jar again, probably to lube the plug.
“This is metal, so it might be cold. Your body heat will warm it up in no time. Try to relax and think it’s Tom’s cock taking you.”
She inhaled. He spread her cheeks and pressed something really big against her hole. She couldn’t help but clench.
He slapped her butt again. “Remember what I said about tightening up. There are ways to train you not to stay clenched, but I don’t think you’d like it.”
“Probably not.” She wasn’t sure what those ways were, but if Justin didn’t want to use that method, she wouldn’t either.
He pinched her nipple, taking her mind to a different part of her body. He pressed inward with the large object, and the pressure intensified.
“Open wide.”
When she tried to, the ring suddenly released, and the large plug made it past the opening. He stopped pushing and rubbed her rear.
“How does that feel?” From his excitement, he expected her to gush.
“I’m not sure, but it doesn’t hurt.”
“Good.”
His hand continued to distract her by teasing her nipples until her pussy renewed its production of liquid, so much so, she swore some of her fluids leaked out of her. He twisted the plug, working its way inside her. Thinking about Tom helped. When she lifted her hips a bit, the plug slid in and seated itself at the end. “Oh, my.”
“Good girl.” He turned her over and swung her over onto the bed. “Now it’s my turn.”
This was what she’d been waiting for. He lowered himself over her, leaning on his elbows so he wouldn’t squish her. Even with the lighter pressure, her butt plug drove in deeper. Her mouth gaped open.
“You feeling some loving down there?”
“Yes.”
“Good, but don’t let it distract you from what I’m about to do to you. When I drive my cock into your sweet pussy, you’ll be so filled up, you’ll almost burst.”
His dirty talk helped get her mind off of what the plug was doing to her, but could she handle having him inside her when she was already so full in her ass?
Guess she was about to find out. Justin was huge and thick. She expected him to part her legs and dive in, but instead he trailed kisses down her neck, almost as if she were fragile and lovable.
Was she lovable? Could someone as straitlaced as Justin love her? When his mouth reached her tit, the train of thought evaporated into the atmosphere.
“Oh.”
He nuzzled the sides of her breasts before reaching the peak. He switched from one nipple to the other while his hands played with her hair. She lifted her hips to indicate she wanted his cock, but when she did so, her butt tingled in delightful spasms.
He pressed her hips back to the bed. “I want to make love to you, and that takes time. Enjoy the process.”
He was so about the process. No one had ever said they wanted to make love with her. To the men she’d been with, it had all been about fucking and them getting off. He and Tom had given her the needed release first, but she didn’t think anything like that could happen twice. With his free hand, he rolled her onto her side. Two fingers found their way to her pussy, and she bucked at the divine thrill.
“Easy.”
“I want to touch you, too.” She closed her eyes and imagined having his big cock in her mouth.
He chuckled. “Not yet. This is all about you.”
“If you’re sure.”
He captured her mouth as if he wanted her to be quiet and live in the moment. She could do that, especially since his kiss mesmerized her with its sweetness and gentleness. Their breaths mingled as he lifted his lips from hers. But when he curled the fingers inside her and hit her sweet spot, she grabbed his shoulder.
“I need you inside me.”
His thumb pressed in her plug while he con
tinued to finger her. Stimulated beyond reason, her juices drenched his fingers. She pressed down on his hand and groaned. That must have been the magical signal.
“Get on your hands and knees.” His breath came out hard.
She hurriedly obeyed, needing his cock. The bed dipped, a drawer opened, and something ripped. He must be putting on a condom. Next time she’d offer to do the honors. Right now, she needed him inside her.
He knelt behind her and positioned his cock over her pussy then dragged his dick up and down her opening, the friction driving her crazy.
“Please, Justin.”
He slid into her and her walls grabbed onto him tight.
“God, your pussy is so wet and tight. I love making love to you.”
The word love reverberated in her head, but she dismissed the idea that he meant anything by it. She swayed, trying to take him deeper, but he must have thought she wanted pressure on the plug instead. As he drove into her, he lifted the plug out a bit before driving it in farther.
She sucked in an audible breath. Electric currents jumped between her ass and her pussy. With every thrust of his cock, the plug would move, hitting more nerve endings.
He leaned over her and rested his face near her neck. He inhaled. “I love how your hair smells.”
There was that word again. Love.
He kissed below her ear, managing to drive his cock in more with each thrust and taking her higher and higher. When his hands found their way to her tits and he rolled the nubs between his fingertips, everything exploded inside her.
“Justin! Ah, ah, ah.”
“Come for me, honey.”
She pressed her hips back and milked his cock as the carnal tidal wave washed over her. He must have been holding back all along, for as soon as she came, he pumped a huge amount of cum into her wet channel.
All she could think about was thank goodness for condoms, because with this potent man she’d be pregnant the first time. His head landed on her back and he held her tight. A quick stab of melancholy attacked her just thinking about would it be like to have his baby.
Chapter Nine
After Justin and she cleaned up, he held her all night. She’d never slept more restfully in her life. Being in his arms made her feel secure, precious, and, yes, loved. Other than when she’d been with him and Tom, she’d never been so cared for.
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