Breaking His Law: Sugar County Boys: Book 5

by Faye, Madison

  “What did you mean, that I don’t know you?”

  He turns at the sound of my voice, the glass half-raised to his lips and his brow arching slightly.

  “That you don’t.”

  His deep, whiskeyed voice rumbles through the empty bar, and I can feel it in my core when the door shuts behind me. I reach back and lock it before I step closer.

  “Wha-what if I want to?”

  Law turns on his bar stool, eying me with those fierce, captivating eyes. His muscles ripple under his shirt, his jaw tight.

  “You’re drunk.”

  “I’m old enough to drink, you know.”

  “Not old enough for me,” he growls.

  “Probably not,” I spit back. “Old man.”

  Law’s eyes narrow, his jaw twitching.

  “Watch it.”

  He stands, setting his drink down, his arms crossing over his chest. God he’s so big. Huge, all over. And so menacing in the dim light of the place. Rough, scary, formidable.

  …And so fucking hot.

  I keep moving towards him, my pulse roaring through my veins as I fight back the trembling and fight back the voice that tells me to just run. Because I can’t run from this anymore. I can’t run from him. Not after what I felt earlier. Not after the way he melted everything about me.

  “The fuck are you doing here, Taylor?”

  “Well, I figured an old guy like you might need checking up on—”

  “Careful, little girl,” Law growls as I step closer, his eyes blazing heat as he drinks me in. I’m wearing a tank top and a skirt of Tara’s. No badge this time. No gun.

  Just me and him. And this time, I’m not running away. This time, I’m not leaving.

  “Of?”

  “Of me,” he growls fiercely, standing tall, his full, muscled frame bristling as I move closer.

  “You shouldn’t be here.”

  “Why’s that?”

  His jaw twitches. “You know why.”

  “I thought you weren’t the bad guy I thought you were.”

  “Maybe I’m not,” he hisses, moving towards me and making my breath catch. “Or maybe I’m twice the bad guy you think I am. Maybe you coming here tonight wearing that is going to get you into all sorts of trouble.”

  I whimper as he moves even closer, and when we’re inches apart and just hovering there like that, I can feel the heat of his body blazing into mine.

  “What sort of trouble?” I whisper.

  “Walk away, Taylor.”

  “I said what sort of troub—”

  “This kinda trouble.”

  He growls as his hands grab me, yanking me into his body as his mouth crushes to mine. Hard. Fierce. Full of heat and want and raw need. I whimper as I fall into him, my hands sliding up his chest, fingers feeling the power in those muscles as his huge arms pin me to his body. I moan into his lips, his tongue finding mine as he spins us. We tumble back against the bar itself, and when his hands slide down to my ass and he picks me up, I moan wildly into him.

  And it’s game on.

  No breaks. No going slow. No letting it burn. None of that. It’s just an explosive heat that ignites between us.

  I moan into him as he kisses me fiercely, his hands shoving the skirt up around my waist. His fingers skim down the creases of my thighs, making my breath catch as they just brush the edge of my panties. He groans into me, sliding a finger from both hands under the thin lacy edge. His muscles coil, and suddenly, as they yank, I gasp as he shreds the panties from my freaking body. Literally yanking and snapping them off with his bare hands.

  Holy fuck yes.

  Law spreads my legs wide on the bar, the skirt bunched around my waist. He kisses me fiercely and deeply before he pulls back, this hunger in his eyes that sets the fire blazing inside of me.

  “I warned you, little girl,” he hisses.

  “I don’t need your warnings, old man.”

  His lips crash into mine hard with this punishing kiss that takes my breath away and bruises my lips so good. His hands push between my spread legs, and when I feel his thick finger tease up and down my slit, I whimper. I can feel my honey dripping all over his hand, and I’m so wet that when he centers one finger against my opening and pushes, it slides right in.

  “Oh fuck,” I moan, kissing him hungrily as he starts to curl his finger in and out of me. His thumb brushes my clit, making me shudder.

  “Law, I—”

  “Uh-uh,” he growls, kissing me harder. “Don’t say a damn thing, baby girl. All I want to hear you say is ‘more.’ All I want to hear coming out of your sweet lips are those moans when I make this pretty pussy come for me.”

  He kisses me once more before dropping down, his mouth trailing over my neck. And this time, I know there’s going to be marks.

  He moves lower, shoving my tank top up and then tugging it off my head. His own shirt comes off and gets tossed away, his muscles rippling in the neon lights of the bar before he moves into me. His lips wrap around one aching hard nipple, his tongue teasing it until I’m gasping and running my hands through his thick hair.

  But Law keeps moving.

  He moves lower, kissing his way down my stomach, nipping at my skin and making me whimper as he moves down. His powerful hands spread my legs, and when his tongue drags lightly over my slick, slippery pussy, I cry out.

  He groans, pushing his mouth harder to me, his tongue delving deep in my opening and dragging out my honeyed arousal. He swirls it over my clit, making me cry out again as I drop back across the top of the bar. I pant, arching my back and seeing stars across the ceiling as he spreads my legs wide and devours my eager pussy.

  His big, powerful hands slide over my skin, one gripping my ass tight and the other sliding up to tease over my belly. His tongue swirls at my clit, delving lower to push inside over and over, fucking me with his tongue until I’m screaming for more. My soft lips spread to either side of his tongue as he drags it up and down my slit, bumping it over my clit before teasing it back down. He swirls it over my ass, making me scream and buck my hips before he chuckles darkly and moves back up. His lips fasten around my clit, and when his tongue starts to bat it back and forth again and again, I know I’m not going to last long.

  “Law—”

  “Come, baby girl,” he groans into me. “You gave me a taste once, and a taste just isn’t enough. So you better come for me again. Come for me again and let me taste how sweet that little kitty tastes when I make it purr for me.”

  His tongue swirls over my aching clit as he sucks on it, his hands tighten on my skin, and he growls into me. And I shatter.

  I’m coming, screaming and panting, and writhing on the bar. But his hands hold me fast, and his tongue is ceaselessly wicked, dragging me right through one climax into another, until I’m whimpering and shuddering under him.

  And he’s not even close to being finished.

  I gasp as he pulls me from the bar, my legs going around his waist as he whirls and moves to one of the lower bar tables. He sets my ass down again, and his lips crush to mine as his hands yank at his belt. I whimper, my own hands sliding to his and anxiously pulling at his zipper.

  Eagerly.

  Wantonly.

  I tug it down, pulling his jeans open as he growls and lets his hands drop to the side.

  “Greedy little girl, aren’t you?” Law purrs deeply.

  I moan, my fingertips lingering at his rock-hard, chiseled lower abs.

  “Show me, baby girl,” he growls. “Pull my cock out and show me how bad you want it.”

  I whimper, my fingers sliding into his jeans and his boxers and pushing down. They slide lower, down the dark trail of hair over his lower abs tracing lower until with a moan, I can see the thick base of his big cock.

  God he’s so thick.

  I shove his jeans down, and when his thick cock springs free into my hands, I moan wildly. My fingers curl around it, not even touching he’s so big, and I stroke him slowly. Law growls, his hands movin
g to my thighs and pushing them wide as he moves between my legs. I whimper, stroking his cock with both hands as I spread my legs and tug him closer. And when his thick, swollen head brushes against my opening, I look up, and our eyes lock.

  “There’s no going back from this,” he groans quietly. “Not again. Because you’re what I want, baby girl. You’re all I want. And if you think I’m letting you waltz that pretty ass back out my door again…”

  He growls lowly, and when he slides the head of his cock between my lips, and when his hand slides into my hair, tightening there, I gasp quietly.

  “Well, you’re gonna find out how fuckin’ wrong you are.”

  He drives in, and I scream in pleasure as I feel that huge, perfect, gorgeous cock of his drive all the way in with one powerful stroke. I moan wildly, my legs wrapping around his chiseled hips as he grinds into me. He pulls back, his shaft glistening and slick from my pussy, pulsing in the low light before he suddenly drives right back in.

  He kisses me deeply, our tongues swirling together and our breaths gasping into one another’s before he pulls away and gently pushes me back. I lay back on the table on my elbows, panting, moaning, and in heaven as I watch this chiseled, rough, rock-hard and dominant older man start to take me.

  His muscles ripple, abs flexing in the neon light in this sexy way that has me panting for more. He drives his hips back and forth, and that big cock of his starts to fuck me hard, I start to lose all control. I throw my head back, moaning in pleasure as he starts to thrust harder, and deeper—dominating me and claiming me entirely as we move faster and faster. I can feel his thickness spreading me so good and filling me to the brim on every damn stroke. His heavy balls slap against my ass again and again.

  He brings one knee up onto the table, snarling like a wild animal as he starts to thrust harder, and deeper. He grabs one of my legs, hooking my ankle up over his shoulder, and when he somehow gets even deeper inside of me, I start to lose it entirely. I scream in pleasure as his gorgeous cock fucks me again and again, our eyes locked, pure fire sparking between them. He brings a hand down to tease my clit, and suddenly, it’s like a bomb going off.

  I scream as the orgasm knocks me sideways, making me gasp for air as I go thundering over the edge. And Law just keeps going. He just keeps fucking me right through the climax, teasing my clit from one orgasm to another until I’m panting and shaking and whimpering for more. He groans, thrusting into me, burying every inch of that fat cock deep inside of me as his muscled, inked body ripples above me.

  Slowly, he pulls free, leaving me panting and sucking in air. I moan as he lifts me up, pulling me up from the table so that I’m half-perched on the edge of it, and we’re eye to eye. He kisses me deeply, our tongues sliding together as my legs go around his waist.

  “Fuck, Law, that—”

  “Mine,” he says softly. “All fucking mine.”

  “All yours,” I whisper back, kissing him hungrily. I can feel his throbbing, pulsing cock — slick and sticky from my pussy — hard against my thigh. He moves, his hips moving against me as he kisses me deeply. I whimper as the swollen head of his cock teases up my inner thigh, twitching and pulsing as he nudges it over my quivering pussy. I moan into him, feeling his warm precum leaking all over me. His cock slides down, and when it teases over my pussy lips and then down lower and suddenly brushes against my ass, I gasp quietly.

  And suddenly, I want it. Suddenly, I want it all with him. I want him to take it all.

  “You asked me something earlier,” I groan, my voice husky as my hand slides between us and curls around his slippery cock. “And I do, you know.”

  Law frowns gently, pushing a stray lock of my hair away from my face as he kisses me softly.

  “You do what, baby girl?” he purrs.

  “Trust you.”

  I pull his cock against me, centering his swollen head against my tight little asshole, and I whimper.

  Law growls.

  “Careful, baby girl.”

  “I know what I’m doing.”

  “Do you?”

  I bite my lip, blushing before I slowly shake my head. “Not really, actually,” I whisper. I’ve never done this. I just know I want to with him. I know I want all of it with him.

  “Then let me show you,” he groans. “Let me show you how good you can feel being my bad little girl.”

  He kisses me deeply, taking his cock in his hand and teasing my ass with the head. I moan as he pushes against me, and his hands move to spread my ass for him, pulling me open as he pushes again. I can feel his thick, swollen head easing against me — so big that I’m actually not sure he’ll ever get it even inside.

  “Just breathe, angel,” he purrs. “Relax and let me show you how good you can feel. Let me claim this tight little ass, and I’ll make you come like you’ve never come before. Open up for me, baby. Open up and let me slide my big cock in that sweet little ass.”

  He pushes harder, and I whimper, kissing him harder, as I slowly start to feel him inch inside. He pushes again, and this time, the head pops through my tight ring. I cry out, clutching him tightly, panting and moaning as he keeps the head just inside. He’s stretching me, but it feels so good — so wrong and so naughty and so filthy, but so fucking good.

  “Just like that, baby,” he groans, pushing another inch inside as I cry out. “Fuck I can feel how tight this little ass is. So fucking hot and tight around my big cock.”

  He pushes inside even more, and I moan wildly. There’s a tightness, and a pinch for a second. But then it’s just something heavenly. It’s something new, too, but as he keeps sliding that thick cock into my forbidden hole, I can feel a fire roaring inside of me. His hand moves to my pussy, fingers stroking my clit, and I start to whimper as Law’s big cock drives into my ass, all the way until I feel his balls resting against me.

  “And now, Taylor,” he groans, his lips brushing mine. One hand snakes into my hair, tugging just hard enough to pull my head back and take my breath away.

  “Now, I’m gonna fuck you.”

  He eases slowly out, and I’m panting and moaning, crying out into his mouth as his big dick slides from my ass until just the thick head is inside. He grunts, muscles rippling against me as he pushes back in, driving in until he’s buried to the hilt again in my tight, clenching, forbidden ass.

  He starts to move faster — not fast, but like he’s moving with more purpose. Like his strokes are counting more. Like he’s barely able to hold back anymore. I whimper, clawing at his skin, kissing him wildly as he starts to fuck me deep with that gorgeous cock. He pumps in and out of my tight, clenching ass, and when he brings a hand to my clit and starts to roll it under the pads of his fingers, I start to lose control.

  He groans, easing his thumb into my pussy and curling it up, stroking in and out and teasing my special spot just inside as he fucks my ass faster. His fingers pinch my clit, his cock drives deep, and I feel this fire building inside of me.

  “You were mine the second you walked in here, you know,” he growls.

  “I— oh fuck — is that a fact?”

  “All mine,” Law growls roughly, driving his cock deep to punctuate his words and making me cry out in pleasure. “And you ain’t never running away from me again, sweetheart.”

  “Good, because I don’t — fuuuuck — I don’t want to.”

  I cry out, our lips crushing together as he starts to fuck me faster and faster. Pleasure I’ve never known explodes through my body — his fingers on my clit and his thumb curling deep against my g-spot driving me insane as his thick cock claims my ass. I buck my hips against him, my legs tightening around his hips, pulling him into me again and again, until the fire becomes this white blur inside.

  …Until I know I can’t hold on any longer.

  “Law—”

  “You wanna come for me, baby girl? You want to show me how good this tight little asshole can come for my big cock? You wanna show me how bad you can be and fuckin’ come with my cock deep in y
our ass? Be a good girl and come for me, baby. Be a good girl and fucking come for me right now.”

  He roars, driving his cock deep, and suddenly, it’s all white light and heat.

  I scream into his mouth as I crash into him, my whole body trembling and tightening and quivering as an orgasm unlike one I’ve ever known detonates through me. I can feel my ass clench tight around him, and my pussy dripping my cum all over his fingers as I go screaming over that edge. I come again and again, panting, shivering, moaning against him as he grunts and buries his cock to the hilt inside.

  And suddenly, I feel him let go.

  Hot, thick spurts of his cum explode deep in my ass, coating my insides, pumping me so damn full of him that my head swims. Law roars, his big arms clenching tight, his body rippling as he rocks against me, holding me so tight as he comes into me again and again and again, until we’re both panting and dripping with sweat.

  I’m still gasping for air as I sear my lips to his, my arms flinging around his neck as his arms tighten around me.

  “Be honest with me, baby girl,” he purrs. He pulls back, his eyes locked on mine with a fierce look.

  I bite my lip, almost afraid for what’s coming.

  “Just how much shit did you get into from your boss for barging into this place earlier today?”

  I snort a laugh as he grins, and when our lips come crashing together again, I’m laughing as I kiss him with everything I have.

  Chapter 14

  Law

  Perfection.

  Her in my arms, her naked skin pressed to mine and her soft breath across my chest is goddamn perfection. We’re back in my office, some blankets thrown over the damp couch that we’re laying across. As fun as taking her across the bar, and over my desk, and on the table has been, soon, I’ll have her in a bed.

  I’ll have her in a bed fit for a queen, because she is my queen. The other half this king has been looking for. My second chance.

  I lean down, kissing the top of her head, relishing the feel of her in my arms, her skin against mine. This is what I’ve craved. What I’ve obsessed over. Taking her, yes, and having her, and driving my cock into that sweet, tight little velvety pussy until she screamed for more. But this. This isn’t just me having her moan for me, and come for me. This isn’t just having her body for however long I can keep her.