Deputy

by D Scott

  “There’s talk of recruiting sheriffs from towns outside the city to put the plan in motion, and James has already mentioned that I’m high on their list of potential candidates. But I’ll be damned if I’m going to fuck around and neglect my duties as this town’s sheriff.” Again, I nod, knowing he means what he says. Shane takes his position as sheriff very seriously, and he works damn hard at his job. “With that being said, I don’t think it’d be such a bad idea if I delegated some shit. I don’t know how long this whole operation is going to hold my attention but I’m gonna need you to have my back. I hired you on as my second in command for a reason and I appreciate that you’ve been helping out, picking up shifts when needed. But, now, I need you to keep one foot in the streets — be my eyes and ears and all that. Handle shit that needs handling when I’m not around. You good with that?”

  “Yeah, of course, sheriff. You know you don’t even have to ask.”

  It’s his turn to nod. “That’s why you’re my second in command. I know you’ll keep things handled.”

  “You know it.”

  Again, he nods.

  “If you don’t mind my asking — do you have any idea when this sting might go down?”

  He shakes his head. “It’s early to tell right now, but it’s looking like a few weeks from now. They’re talking about putting things in motion late on a Friday night, when most of the targets will be occupied.”

  “Sounds legit,” I reply.

  “Yeah. And if all goes according to plan the drug scene around here will take a big hit and key players in the city will fall. And that will trickle down to our town, and we’ll be able to bring down guys like the Williams’ brothers.”

  Shit — Gina’s older brothers.

  “Even got a kid willing to talk. Name’s Deionte, seems like a good kid, just got mixed up with the wrong people and hasn’t been able to find a way out.”

  I nod, the name sounds familiar. “What’s got him changing his mind now?”

  Shane shrugs. “The kid decided he wants to fight for his future. He does well in school and wants to go to college and make something of himself. But with the crowd he’s in and the potential fallout that could come from the people he’s been surrounding himself with. He’ll lose any chance he has at making a life for himself.”

  “You think he’s for real?”

  Shane shrugs again. “Only time will tell, but I’d like to think so.”

  I nod, but I’m only half paying attention.

  My thoughts are on my girl — she’s loyal as hell to her brothers and has made that clear on more than one occasion. She feels like she owes them for bringing her up, and with them being her only family, I know she’ll feel lost if some shit goes down to put them away. And knowing that it could happen soon and I can’t even prepare my girl to lose the only family she’s ever known, fucking sucks. But of course I’ll be there for her every step of the way.

  “I’m going to make contact with James again later this afternoon so we’ll see what he has to say and go from there.” I nod absently. “I’ll keep you updated with what’s going on the best I can. Thanks for all your hard work, Gavin. I knew I picked the right person to be my right hand.”

  I give him a chin lift. “Just doing my job, sheriff.” I tilt my head in the direction of his office door. “I’ll see myself out.”

  With that I lift out of the chair in front of the his desk and head towards the door as he turns his attention back to a small mountain of paperwork. I’m not even through the doorway before his line is ringing again. He swears under his breath.

  Damn, he really does need me to have his back.

  Gavin

  Saturday

  Lifting up from the kitchen table, I pick up both of our empty plates and head to the kitchen sink to do the dishes.

  I messaged Gina last night and told her to pack a bag for the weekend. Of course she tried to give me shit about not spending the night until I reminded her that I haven’t been inside her in over a week. Then I explained very explicitly that it’s going to take a hell of a lot more than a few hours between her thighs to make up for lost time with her.

  I should feel bad that I don’t have any plan to pull out this weekend, but honestly, I’m just waiting for her to come to me saying she’s ripe with my child so I can get a ring on her finger. At this point knocking her up is inevitable and there are plenty of young mothers who still go on to pursue happy futures in the midst of having a family. And with me by her side, I have no doubt that Gina will be able to accomplish whatever she chooses to pursue. I may also selfishly want her in my home and in my bed day in and day out...sue me.

  So once we got shit straight that she’d be spending the night at my place, I was pulling up to her driveway this morning before the sun even came up. She wasn’t in the best of moods when I woke her up and told her to get her stuff and come on out, so I ended up carrying her and her bag down the driveway. I sat with her in my lap and kissed her until she was fully awake and then put her in the passenger seat and headed back to my place. I cooked us some French toast and bacon for breakfast to make up for the early morning wake up.

  Now I’m at the sink washing the dishes and cleaning up while my girl hits the books. I shake my head. She’s the only girl I know who's willing to study on a Saturday morning just to get it out of the way.

  I finish cleaning the counter and walk over to the kitchen table covered in books to check on my girl. "Anything I can do to help, little misfit?" I lean down and wrap my arms around her from behind before dropping a kiss to her neck.

  She giggles softly. "Nope, I'm good. But thanks for asking, baby."

  I nod then drop another kiss to her neck. "You're welcome." I lift up and unwind my arms from around her middle. "Alright, I'll leave you to it then. But let me know if you need anything."

  "I will. Thanks, Gavin." I press a kiss to her temple then head over to the living room couch. I turn on the tv, but this early in the morning nothing good is on, so I settle on the news. I keep the volume on low so I don’t disturb my girl as she studies. Every once in a while I look back over to her spot at the kitchen table to see her hard at work — taking notes as she reads through her textbooks.

  A couple hours drift by as Gina finishes her homework and I watch the same mind numbing news segments over again. I check the time and realize I haven’t checked on my little misfit in over half an hour. I sit up and look over to the kitchen table, my girl has her head laid down on her notebook fast asleep. She looks so damn cute I can’t help but smile. I lift up off the couch and move towards her. Gently I slide her chair back and lift her sleeping body into my arms then head to my room. My little misfit is such a deep sleeper she doesn't even stir when I get her to the bed and lay her down.

  I look over my girl as she sleeps, thinking about how thankful I am that she’s mine. And that she’s too covered up in my bed. I’ve gotten used to her wearing skirts and dresses all the time, and I love having easy access to her. She’s still got on her pajamas, a big tshirt and a pair of sweats, but I want to see her bare skin.

  I go for her pants, easily pulling them down her toned legs before taking hold of her panties and working those down, too. I decide to leave her shirt on, not wanting her to get too cold, then pull the covers up over her. My dick gives an angry jerk in my shorts as I cover up his prized possession. And the momentary sight of her pink flower is enough to have me talking myself down from climbing on top of her and taking her in her sleep.

  I am going to take her, but I’m going to at least let her finish her nap first.

  A quick hard workout should take the edge off for the time being. Then when she wakes up, I’m going to punish her little ass for skipping school and going ghost on me for a fucking week before giving my cock to her.

  Just as I come up with a plan of action, an idea fills my head, and it’s perfect for what I have in mind.

  I blink a few times, getting the last bit of sleep out of
my eyes. It’s dark in the room with the blinds being closed, but the glow from the tv offers enough light that I can see every inch of Gavin’s hard freshly showered body, dripping with water — a towel wrapped low around his hips. And just like that, I’m wide awake.

  “Did you have a good nap, little misfit?” There’s a heated glint in his eye.

  I nod warily, looking up to see my hands are strapped to the headboard by a leather belt. Then I look down and all I can see are the covers, but underneath, I can feel that my legs are bound, too.

  Oh man, I wonder if Gavin is going to take me like this.

  I shift on the bed. Just the idea of it has a rush of wetness leaving my core, which is suddenly aching with need. Gavin remains unmoving in his spot standing at the foot of the bed and I can’t help letting out a quiet whimper as I lie there feeling more aroused by the minute. He stares down at me silently, breathing hard, and his jaw clenched in restraint. I let my gaze drop to the towel around his hips and it does nothing to hide his hard erection.

  “Gavin...” My voice is soft as I call his name.

  Slowly, he brings his hands to the towel and unravels the knot before peeling it open. He drops it onto the bed and I lick my lips, staring at the long thick stalk jutting proudly between his legs. I’m practically in a trance as I watch his hand take hold of his length and start to stroke. Again I shift on the bed, not being able to help myself.

  Gavin finally breaks the silence.“Glad you slept well, because you’re gonna need your energy.”

  Another whimper escapes me as he lets go of his cock and climbs onto the bed. He crawls toward me, moving between my legs until he’s looming over me. I feel his hardness press against the inside of my thigh and I wriggle my hips trying to position it at my entrance, but Gavin stills me with a hand on my hip.

  “Gavin, please, I need you,” I whine. His hand at my hip slips between my thighs and two of his fingers push inside me. “Ahh,” I gasp in both surprise and pleasure. Again I move my hips, trying to send his fingers deeper inside my wet channel.

  “I love when you beg me for it,” he says roughly. “Gets me so fucking hard.”

  Then his mouth is on mine, his tongue pushes its way between my lips and I suck on it greedily. Our kiss is hungry and lacks finesse, and he speed of his fingers moving in and out of me builds. I feel myself moving closer to the edge of pleasure, wetness flowing from between my legs and coating Gavin’s fingers as we continue to go at each other’s mouths.

  I moan deep into Gavin’s mouth, my body tense and ready to cum. But just when I’m about to reach my peak Gavin’s fingers disappear, and his lips pull away from mine.

  “Gavin wha—ahh.” My whine is cut off by a gasp of surprise as he takes my hair in his fist, tightly.

  “You were a bad girl, Gina.” His voice holds both anger and lust. “You gave me attitude for grilling your ass over something you shouldn’t have done in the first place. Then you went ghost on me for a week like you suddenly forgot we don’t go a single day without talking to each other. Hell, a fucking hour drives me crazy if I don’t hear from you,” he growls against my lips.

  I’m itching to sass that a phone works both ways, but I manage to bite my tongue and keep the thought in my head. I also manage not to blurt out that I’m know about his secret little lunch date. I haven’t forgotten about it, I just haven’t found the right time to mention it. And right now, definitely isn’t it. I want his cock, not to start an argument.

  “So, now it’s time for your punishment.”

  Oh man.

  “Then when I’m done heating up your pink little pussy I’m gonna fuck you until you remember who you belong to.”

  Yes, please.

  Another wave of arousal flows from me but I can’t help at least giving him a little sass. “Maybe you should, deputy, I think I could use a reminder.”

  He grunts. “Big talk from a girl who’s about to get her pussy spanked.”

  His tongue slips out and licks my lower lip before he suddenly climbs from between my tied open legs. He maneuvers himself until he’s kneeling next to me, one hand still in my hair while the other runs up and down my inner thigh. Then his hand trails up my center to rest on my bare mound.

  “Baby,” I whisper.

  “And don’t you dare fucking cum. Not until I give you my cock.”

  Then he lifts his hand and delivers a smack between my spread legs.

  “Unghh, Gavin!”

  He lands two more slaps. “You were a bad girl, Gina.” He spanks my pussy again and I squeal. Not from pain — well, there’s a little sting but I hardly feel it. No, it’s the heat that’s bursting between my legs with every slap that has me writhing around in my bonds and on the verge of orgasm. “Your ass doesn’t skip school. And you definitely don’t give me sass when I’m looking out for your well-being.”

  My body jolts as he smacks my heated pussy another time, and I have a feeling if he gives me more I’ll end up cumming whether I’m ready to or not.

  But even so, I can’t resist talking back just a little. After all, he’s no saint either. I mean, yeah, he works in law enforcement but that doesn’t make him perfect.

  He lands another slap, right on my clit and I cry out before trying to explain.

  “It wasn’t even my idea — and I wasn’t the only one!”

  He spanks me once again then cups my heated flesh and climbs back between my bound thighs. He leans over me until his lips are brushing against mine.

  Then he says darkly, “I don’t give a shit who’s idea it was, or who else was skipping school. You’re the only one that belongs to me, the rest of them are somebody else’s problem.”

  It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask if his model lunch date also belongs to him, too, but I hold it in. I don’t know why I can’t bring myself to say anything, I’m not exactly a stranger to confrontation, but hopefully an opportunity for us to talk about it will present itself soon. Doubts about us have been creeping in and out of my head lately, and I’m not sure how much longer I can keep what I saw to myself.

  My thoughts are pushed aside when I let out something between a gasp and a moan as Gavin starts to rub his hand against me — spreading my wetness and his heat over my sensitive folds. His fingers tease my pink entrance for a moment before sliding down until I feel him at my other entrance.

  I gasp again.

  He’s teased me with his tongue but he’s never touched me back there before.

  His fingers tease my tight ring and I whimper, not because I’m scared, but because it’s making me so wet. It does still make me a little nervous having him back there though, I’ve only just gotten used to having him all the way inside my pussy.

  “Gavin, I don’t think I’m—”

  “I’m not going to take you there this weekend,” he says. But I will one day.”

  My mouth drops open.

  He wants me back there?

  “This is mine. Every single part of you is mine, Gina. And I want it.”

  I take a moment to digest his words but there's no doubting the desire in his eyes.

  “Okay, Gavin,” I whisper.

  Then his fingers are gone, and he lowers his forehead to mine.

  “I want you staying out of trouble. I mean it, Gina.”

  “I know, I will. I promise.”

  His eyes study mine for a moment, then he lets outs a breath against my lips.

  “Good girl.” He drops a kiss to my lips then slides lower to my neck.

  I tilt my head, giving him access to lick and nibble along my throat.

  “Mmm, Gavin.”

  His hands push up my tshirt until it’s bunched up right under my breasts and then he slides lower, moving down until his lips are nuzzling my middle. He plants kisses all over my waist and my tummy as I wriggle in my bonds.

  He chuckles when I whine in frustration at not being able to move closer to him.

  “Gavin, please.” He’s driving me crazy, and I need so badly for him to take m
e.

  “Been over a week, little misfit,” he says in between kisses. “Need to taste this sweet cunt first, then I’ll fuck you.”

  And with that he slides himself lower until he’s even with my exposed pussy. His fingers gently spread my nether lips open until all of me is bare before him, then he blows softly over my heated flesh and my body breaks out in chills.

  “Such a beautiful pussy, babe.” He glances up at me with a smirk. “And I already know it tastes just as good as it looks.”

  And then I feel his mouth.

  I squeal as Gavin seals his mouth to my pussy, his tongue licking up the wetness dripping from me. He eats me hungrily and I can’t do anything more than writhe underneath him and take it.

  “God, baby!” I cry out when I feel his tongue slide inside me. He sends it deep and it feels like he’s tasting every single part of me inside. My body almost erupts when I feel his teeth gently graze me as he eats. “Unghh! Baby, please, you’re gonna make me cum!” No sooner do I get the words out do I feel Gavin pinch my clit and set off my climax. I go off like a firework and it’s so strong it takes my breath away.

  My mouth is open in a silent cry and my inner walls convulse around his tongue. But he doesn’t stop eating — he feasts on the sweet cream pouring from me like it’s his final meal and he can’t get enough. I lose track of how long he stays down there but at some point he blindly shoves my shirt up and eats me to two more orgasms while palming my breasts. When I finally calm down Gavin crawls up my body and enters me.

  He doesn’t even give me three thrusts before I’m cumming again.

  He growls. “One damn week and you’re back to cumming the moment I get in you.”

  At least, I think that’s what he says. I’m too busy having another breath stealing orgasm to know for sure.

  Gavin thrusts slowly, teasing my nipples with his mouth as I ride out the final wave of pleasure. When I’m finally done keening and whimpering he brings his face back to mine.