Sheriff Daddy (Montana Daddies Book 10) Laylah Roberts (color ebook reader .txt) 📖

with her clit. Her heart raced, but not in a bad way.

This was good. So good. Too good.

“Ed, I can’t. I can’t stop it.”

“Shh.” He ceased moving his finger against her clit, but kept sliding his other fingers in and out of her ass.

Small whimpers escaped her lips.

“That’s it, let me hear you. I want all the noises, my girl. You’re not coming until I hear you moan and beg and cry out.”

“You’re a sadist!” She tried to sound grumpy, but it came out on a deep moan as he started moving his finger against her clit again.

He chuckled. “Not even close. But I don’t want you holding back. I want it all. All of you. And that’s what I’m going to get.”

Drat him. Didn’t he already know that he had all of her? But if begging is what got her that release that was hovering so close . . .

Then it’s begging that she would do.

“Please, please, please let me come.”

“Fuck. Yes. Three fingers, Georgie-girl.”

Lord. Three?

“Easy, you can take it.”

Her asshole stretched as he pushed three fingers into her. There was some burning but it soon morphed into pleasure, especially as he continued to play with her clit.

“Do you like that? Do you like my fingers in your tight ass? While I strum this clit? Hmm?”

Like it? It went beyond like. She didn’t know how to describe it. But he seemed to enjoy when she made noises. And when he was happy, he made sure she was too.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Please. I love it.”

“That’s it. Just relax. You have no idea what you do to me.”

She might. If it was anything close to what he did to her. Suddenly, he removed his hands from her ass and pussy.

“No!” she cried out, trying to turn around.

“Easy,” he soothed. “You’re not coming just yet.”

“No! That’s not fair.”

“Keep going, my girl and you won’t come for hours.”

She zipped her mouth shut.

“You’ve had your head down too long and I want inside that pussy. Which won’t be happening for the first time on the sofa.”

Who cared if it was on the sofa?

“Come here.” He drew her up then turned her so she was sitting up, facing him. A wave of dizziness assaulted her as the blood rushed from her head.

Okay, so he had a point. But her ass was empty, her pussy was begging to be filled. And she really had to come.

“Ed, please.” She ran her hand down his abs then grabbed the bottom of his tank.

He let her strip it off him. Her breath caught. No matter how often she saw him like this, it still made her heart race. Wonder filled her.

She went to touch him then paused. “Can I touch you?”

“Good girl for asking. You may.” He laid his arms out on the sofa as though to indicate that she had free rein.

Ooh. That was exciting. She could forgive him now for bringing her to the brink and not letting her go over. Leaning in, she gently nipped his neck.

“Fuck,” he muttered. Then she moved her mouth lower, circling her tongue around his nipple.

“Yes. That’s it.”

She moved to his other nipple. Okay, she was starting to get why he liked to hear her moans, the way she begged. Every time he groaned, her own arousal flooded her.

Jeez, was it possible to come just from giving someone else pleasure?

“You look so damned good, sitting there on my lap. Naked.”

She liked being on his lap, naked. She ran her hands along his arms to his neck. He had the best arms. Thick with muscle. It shocked her that she liked how muscular he was considering the men she’d been attracted to in the past. But then, none of them had affected her like he did. Had made her want to strip them and lick them all over.

Speaking of licking all over.

She slid her hand down between them, reaching under the band of his sweatpants.

“No boxers?” she asked.

He grinned then groaned as she took his shaft in her hand.

“Nope,” he replied. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.”

She slid down his lap until she was kneeling between his open legs. “Off.” She pulled at his sweatpants.

He raised an eyebrow. “Do you get to make demands?”

Oh darn. A shiver raced through her. One that he couldn’t miss.

“My girl likes when I take charge, doesn’t she? Luckily, she’s hot as hell, especially when she’s on her knees begging me with her eyes to let her suck my cock.”

“My eyes are begging you, huh?” She wanted to say his ego was a turn-off. But it so wasn’t. He was confident without being arrogant. In control without being a jerk. He liked to smack her ass but then he’d hold her as though cuddling her was all he needed in this world to survive.

“Oh yes,” he drawled. “But you need to ask. Ask for what you need.”

Shoot. Okay, she could do this.

“Please will you take your pants off?”

“Why?”

“Because I want to suck your cock?” she asked.

“You sure about that?”

“Oh yeah. I’m sure.” She licked her lips without thinking how that would look.

Satisfaction and heat filled his face.

“Please. I want to suck your cock.”

His pants were stripped off so quickly, she barely blinked. But oh, that got her just what she wanted. His thick cock, the head round, the shaft smooth. She tried to reach her hand all the way around it, but like the rest of him, it was huge.

That’s going in you, Georgina.

Yeah. She couldn’t wait.

Patience gone, as if she’d had any, she took the tip into her mouth. Then she ran her tongue over the top, down the shaft. Then she took as much as she could into her mouth. Her lips were stretched wide. God, it felt so good. She wanted to make him as wild as he made her. Moving her hand to his balls, she massaged them gently. Men liked that, right?

Well if he didn’t she was certain he’d stop her. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft. He placed his