He bends me over the couch in my office, knees pressed into the cushions while my hands are cuffed behind my back. “Officer, I'm sorry.”
“Officer?”
My ass feels the hard sting, and I drop my head down, thighs shaking with needs. “Sheriff,” I answer correctly.
“Good girl.”
I hear the sound of his belt coming undone, and I get more worked up by the second. My lust for Jacob has only grown over the years, intensified with every child that has limited our time for intimacy. I crave this man like an addict which is the only addiction I recommend other than chocolate. I close my eyes and absorb his passion with every touch, kiss, and words that fall from his mouth. “Who gives you pleasure, wife?”
“Only you, Sheriff Lawrence.”
“That’s right,” he snarls, slamming into my depths in one long motion, connecting our bodies so primal, so base. He fists my hair, bringing my head back so his mouth is pressed firmly along my cheek, teeth grazing my skin without marking it. “Your orgasms belong to me. Don’t forget it again.”
“I won’t,” I lie because there’s no fun in it. He loves to take me rough like this, and I ache for moments when were alone, so he can fuck me like an animal.
“Liar, take it and behave.” He pistons his length in and out, wrapping his corded muscled arm around my waist, holding me tight to his chest as his hips thrust upward, taking me hard. Jake’s tongue slides along my throat before he’s biting and kissing a path to my shoulder and back up again. My body feels like it’s on edge, but I know my husband, and he’s not done until I’m shouting his name loud enough for someone to call the cops. Luckily my office is pretty soundproof because he’s on a mission and he’s always successful.
Panting, I hold back as the buildup intensifies and then he pinches my nipple and I cry out, calling his name, shoving my chest into his hand and grinding my pussy onto his thick cock as my orgasm vibrates through my entire body.
“Fuck, that’s it; scream my name loud, baby. Say who you belong to.” The husky thickness to his voice when he’s on the verge of coming turns me on so much.
“Law. I belong to the Law.” He swats my ass.
“That’s right. You belong to me. It’s time for another one, little hellcat.” He pulls out of me and then flips over to sit on the couch, bringing me down on his length, straddling him with my arms cuffed still. His thick hands grip my ass as he drills me, bouncing me up and down on his massive ten-inch pole.
“I can’t come again.”
“You can and you will. I won’t take anything less, wife. This tight little pussy’s already fluttering around me.” He’s right. I’m starting to feel the tendrils of a second orgasm. “You know it, don’t you.”
“Fuck me, Jake. I need you to make me come again.” He’s rough as he fucks me faster.
“I’ll always be there for you.” His mouth crushes mine in a fierce kiss as he wraps his arms tightly around me in a bear hug, changing the pace and fucking me in deep, slow strokes. We rock on the couch, fuck and kiss, moaning until I press my head against his shoulder and bite down.
My orgasm comes in waves this time, and then I feel his body freeze as he unloads his release. I collapse on his chest for a minute until he reaches behind me and undoes the cuffs. Freeing my arms, he massages them. “I hope that didn’t hurt, love.”
“Not more than I wanted it to be.”
He swats my ass. “Such a bad girl. Kiss me, and then I can run a nice bath for you to relax in.”
“What about the kids?”
“I’m going to head over to Wrench’s and pick them up while you enjoy yourself.”
“You always handle everything for me.”
“Hardly. You’re a wonderful mother and wife. It’s the least I can do since I will miss most of the next two days.”
“We have a very busy schedule, but I have a lot of help.” The Riders are having another cookout, and we’re going to the petting zoo that Cowboy has set up at the ranch for all the kids. My grandparents are even stopping by to see the kids and join us. We made up right away because we have been each other’s strength for so long.
I’m happy that we’ve moved past it. Unfortunately there was no helping my aunt and she died two months after getting out of jail from drugs. It’s terrible, but there isn’t much anyone could do. My grandparents find solace in the kids and moments that we get to share like this weekend.
It’s going to be a great weekend, but unfortunately, that means that Jacob misses out on some of it, but I’ve learned that without him, we know we can’t enjoy the good times. He’s my hero daily, and I’m grateful to be his wife.