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She knew that he felt the way her pussy softened around him, the way she started juicing when he bit into her neck, which he seemed morbidly fascinated with doing. Even when she tried not to, she couldn’t keep her hips from moving beneath his, or the way her pussy sucked at his cock as if it couldn’t get enough.
Then he’d cum with a growl, and that sound had touched something deep inside her that turned her to mush. He’d kept at her all night until she forgot what she was mad about or why she should be packing her clothes and heading for parts unknown. But now she was thinking clearly again, and she wanted nothing more than to brain him with the night lamp.
“I said, go to sleep.” She started to tell him to fuck off, but before the words could leaver her lips, he reached out and snagged her around her middle, pulling her down beside him. “You need help getting to sleep?” She struggled, of course, but he was expecting that, and she soon found herself pinned to the bed when he threw his leg over both of hers.
Celia raised her arm to smack him, but he countered by grabbing her breast and squeezing. Not enough to hurt but enough that she knew the threat was there. “One of my great-great-grandfathers use to tame wild fillies on this farm back in the day.” Riley tackled her onto her back and shoved her legs apart roughly with one of his.
With her hands captured beneath his and held above her head, he bit into her jaw gently, of course, before moving onto the soft flesh of her neck where he’d already marked her so much he could hardly find a new spot. “Should I tame you, Detective? Hmm?”
Just as she was about to blast him to kingdom come, the fiend left her neck and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth so hard she felt it in her womb. She felt the hardness of his cock pressed against her inner thigh when he shifted and lost all thoughts from her head. Good heavens, not again. Where does he get the stamina? She wondered, seconds before she felt him sliding into her again.
“That’s it; move with me.” She hadn’t even realized that she was until he said it, but it was too late to stop now. Her pussy was sore as it was, was beginning to know her new master, and Celia was afraid she’d lost both the war and the battle.
In the morning, Celia was not a happy camper; she hated losing at anything, and Riley had most certainly won their first skirmish. It didn’t help matters that he got up before her and insisted on having breakfast together. She was sure that it was only the presence of the housekeeper that kept him from spouting shit at her the whole time, but the stupid smirk on his face said it all. If she didn’t have a case to solve, she’d smack him one and get it over with.
“You planning on doing any stupid shit today?” Celia had just taken a sip of her coffee made just the way she liked it. Ever since Eileen, the housekeeper, had calmed down, the woman had made it a point to learn all of her likes and dislikes. One of the things she became an expert at is making Celia’s coffee even though she hadn’t had many chances to practice since Celia hardly had breakfast before leaving and usually grabbed a cup at the station.
“What?” She was pretty sure she’d heard him but was daring him to say it again.
“You heard me. I only ask because I’ll be fixing fence out in the back forty, and my cellphone doesn’t work for shit out that way most of the time, and I might not be able to get to you in time if you need me.”
What could she say to that stupid shit? Was he trying to make her nuts? She got up from the table intending to ignore him, but she was fast coming to realize that that was easier said than done. “Riley, unhand that child and stop making a pest of yourself.” Eileen saved her when she found herself trapped against the table.
“Not talking to me?” Actually, no, she had no plans on speaking to him at least for the next few days, but she was saying plenty in her head. “You’re the most pigheaded insufferable ass I’ve ever met.” It felt good to get that off her chest, and Eileen’s laugh only emboldened her further.
“That’s telling him, girlie. The boy always did need to be taken down a peg or two.”
“And she’s just the woman to do it, isn’t she Eileen? Look at all that fire.” He grinned at the older woman before leaning in close to Celia’s ear. “Should I tell her how I tamed that fire last night and this morning.” Celia pinched his side hard enough to break the skin.
