There aren’t many moments in my life when I can say I wasn’t thinking or didn’t really have a choice.
Today as I stand with Hannah wrapped in my arms while my fingers dig into her hips, I can honestly say that I’m fucking thinking, only I’m doing it with my dick.
And when dicks are involved and a woman like Hannah is up for the taking there’s a whole fuck load of balls getting weighed with it. The only problem is Deputy Fuckwad Gregory, looking a little too closely at what I already won.
We both know who has the bigger balls.
“Just came to pop in and check if everything’s fine.” His words are meant for me but his eager brown eyes are still glued on Hannah.
Killer’s silent feet moves behind me, but close enough that I can sense the ghost’s presence. No doubt he is sizing the beige deputy outfit this dick is wearing.
“I’m fuckin’ hungry,” Killer declares, “drop the balls contest brother, let’s go eat, and whoever the fuck you are get lost it’s clear the woman has already chosen.”
Killer walks off after he says his piece going straight for the food.
“That’s enough!.” Hannah screams as she wriggles her body wanting to leave my arms but this isn’t my first rodeo. I easily maneuver her with the same hand I’m using to hold her form until her ass is right in front of my dick and my arms securely locked around her.
Of course, she-devil digs her fingers into my arm that’s wrapped tightly around her torso.
But I got to hand it to Hannah, the woman is classy.
I expect her to throw a fit, or do some wild thing but she merely cinches my skin with her nails, that feel like small pokey weapons.
She sighs and smiles at the Deputy who I forgot is even here,
“Deputy, didn’t expect to see you so soon. Is there a problem?”
Deane’s nostrils flare and I don’t miss the subtle tell he gives Hannah which just pisses me right the fuck off.
“What the fuck is going on, just spill it!.” I glower at him as I say this, waiting to hear the real reason this fucker decided to pop on in.
He clenches his jaw but I can hear his fucking beating heart race at a hundred miles a minute all the way over here.
“We found two dead bodies yesterday, just a couple miles out of town…”
“What that gotta do with Hannah?” I interrupt him, not liking a bit of where this conversation is heading.
He finally addresses me,
“They were women, both badly beaten to death. Nadine Harper’s kids found the bodies early hours of this morning. Just wanted to give a heads up, Hannah needs to be aware of this because it’s the same road she frequents on a Wednesday.”
“She’s aware, now leave,” I tell him in my deadliest voice as the little she witch goes another round pinching my arms.
“What River meant to say was that I’m glad you stopped by and thanks for the warning,” Hannah informs the dick, going completely off course to what I just said.
Good thing I do repeats.
“No, I said what I meant to say the first time. Leave.”
The sheriff takes one long look at Hannah before he shakes his head and saunters off toward his crappy car.
I release Hannah from my stronghold only after he’s gone. She spins instantly around, her curly hair fanning out, her grey eyes glaring at me and fuck it this chick is sexy.
“You had no business acting like that River.” She yells as her hands fly in the air, “It was rude and completely out of character. I do not appreciate you comin’ here and acting as if you own me while pining for another.”
I frown as I take a step closer, “What did you just say?”
Her big half-circle shaped eyes become full moons at the tone of my voice and the entreat of my steps, “Own you? Baby I haven’t even begun to thaw you out, but tonight I’m going to fucking own your body Hannah and it’s going to be one hell of a fuckin’ claiming .”
Her mouth gaps open, she’s practically fuming while my dick is pulsing. Something passes her eyes before she pulls a three-sixty and sighs instead, jutting out her hip,
“Yes, tonight you will own me, for now, let’s just eat.” I watch the little she-witch swing her hips from side to side and I swear if my dick can sing it’ll be on full blast.