“So. Damn. Good,” he said through gritted teeth. There was no holding back. His need was urging him on, driving out everything else. There was only her. Just her.
Every time he took her was hotter and more incredible than the last. He reached around and stroked her clit.
She let out a low moan, shuddering in his arms.
“This is so fucking hot,” he told her. Leaning down he nibbled his way along her neck. “Christ, I’ve wanted to take you like this for days, but someone was always around.”
She giggled then groaned as he slammed inside her. “Hard place to get any privacy.”
Dylan cupped her breasts, rolling her nipples between his thumb and fingers.
“Play with your pretty clit. Make yourself nice and hot.”
“I already am,” she told him, but she reached down with one hand to tease herself.
“Oh, Dylan, please. I can’t last much longer.”
“I’ve waited so long. I don’t want this to end,” he told her as his movements sped up, his need slamming through him. “Damn it. I can’t last much longer, baby. Come with me.”
She tightened around him and he knew she was close. Two more thrusts and he came, biting down on his lip to hold back the yell of satisfaction trying to break through.
A few breaths later, she followed. Her warm passage pulsated around him, making him shiver, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
Dylan slipped free of her and pulled her tight against him, holding her securely with his good arm.
“Thank you, babe,” he told her.
She glanced over her shoulder at him with a tired grin. “For what?”
“For indulging my fantasy.”
Turning in his arms, she raised herself onto her tiptoes to kiss him. “You never have to thank me for that. You make my fantasies come to life every day.”
***
Dylan walked out of the stables ten minutes later, knowing he had a ridiculously large grin on his face but not really caring. He immediately spotted Dare leaning against his truck.
“You look pleased with yourself,” Dare drawled.
Dylan raised his eyebrows as he walked towards Tilly’s brother. Of all her brothers, Dare was going to be the hardest to win over. Not that the others were easy to get to know, but Dare was suspicious of everyone outside of his family.
Dylan had no doubts that one day he’d make a great Sheriff. He’d been surprised that Dare hadn’t picked up on what Javier was doing. But he’d learned that Dare had been overseas, only returning a few months before Javier’s arrest.
“How long have you been here?” Dylan asked.
Dare narrowed his gaze. “I just pulled up, why?”
Because Tilly would be mortified if she thought one of her brothers had heard them making love. She was still inside, doing some final tidying up.
Dylan shrugged. “Just thought you were working today.”
“I went in to do some paperwork. I looked into that mugging you told us about. There’s no record of it with the Austin PD.”
?
?Actually, it happened in San Antonio,” Dylan said smoothly. “But you won’t find any record of it there, either.”
“Why? Because it didn’t happen?”