Cody

I stood beside the prettiest woman I’d ever seen. I tucked my hands in my pants pockets to discreetly adjust the hard-on I got just by glancing at the woman in front of me.


She was stunning. Her long, sleek black hair fell well past her shoulders and framed her face. I couldn’t stop staring at the full lip she was currently biting. The navy polo shirt she wore did nothing to hide her ample chest. Hell, it accentuated it. I’d never seen such a boring top look so good on anyone before. I held back a groan imagining the color of her bra. No, the color of her nipples.

Fuck, I was in trouble here.
I was the mayor of Devil’s Ditch and blatantly ogling a town member. I’d been heading into the office and saw a car pulled over, hood up, steam and smoke pouring out.


I’d helped a stranded driver before. It didn’t matter that I had a leadership role because it was my civic duty to help out a citizen. Everyone in Devil’s Ditch took care of each other.


Now, looking at this gorgeous stranger, I wanted to help her out in all kinds of ways.


Like help her out of her clothes.


Help her with all the orgasms she could handle.


Help her with taking every inch of my big dick inside her.


“Thanks, but I don’t need your help,” she replied, stirring me from my filthy thoughts.


Ones I hadn’t had about anyone in particular in a long time. Too long. Maybe that was why I wanted to toss her over my shoulder and carry her off like a fucking Neanderthal.


Wait, she said no?


She touched the hot metal, hissed, and brought her finger to her mouth. Her lips wrapped around the wound and she sucked.


I groaned. I couldn’t help it.


Holy shit. I couldn’t stop staring at her mouth, imagining her licking something else. Something much bigger than her finger and taking it deep into her mouth.


“Sure looks like you do, doll.”


She glanced away and I couldn’t miss her blush. I wasn’t leaving here without her. The last thing I wanted to do was scare her, so I switched tactics. I had all day… hell, the rest of my life, to get this woman to trust me. Why?


Because she was mine.