Page 34 of As They Are (Strawberry Springs #2)

HENRY

Strawberry Springs Neighborhood Watch

Kerry Winsor: Can someone tell these tourists to use the crosswalks??? Were they raised in BARNS?

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Henrietta Brown: They’re just confused. Kind of like a goose when it’s first born.

Dale Garrett: It’s good for business! No complaints here.

Kerry Winsor: Good for you, Dale, but I’m wearing out my brakes stopping for these idiots.

Hu Gh: Don’t worry about stopping, Kerry. Keep going. It’s ten points if you knock their shoes off.

Jade Clark: VEHICULAR MANSLAUGHTER? ON MAIN???

SherriffMike Finch : Hugh, don’t make me come find you again. I have three reports with your name on it already, old man.

Hu Gh : You ain’t got me yet!

SherriffMike Finch : I’m leaving this damn group.

Wren didn’t waste time—not that I would have let her. The old desk was still upstairs, and I knew she was saving it to refinish and put in the renovated space.

I wanted to desecrate it first.

The second I could, I had my lips on hers, putting her ass on the desk. I could smell her usual rose scent mixed with a hint of sweat, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I’d never met someone who liked to be told what to do, and now I got to experience it all again.

I couldn’t stop thinking of her. When I’d arrived at the library, I wasn’t sure how I was going to keep myself in check in front of her.

Now I didn’t have to.

Wren’s hands went to the buttons of my shirt, but I stopped her with a firm grip on her wrists.

“Always so eager,” I said into her mouth. “But we have all the time in the world, buttercup.”

I nibbled on her bottom lip, earning a gasp. “Are you gonna torture me again?”

Normally, I would say no. Normally, I wouldn’t dream of something like that.

“If you mean am I gonna make this last as long as I possibly can, then yes.” Now I was going for the spot on her ear, the one that made her moan the last time I kissed it.

“Fuck,” she said as I pressed my lips to the sensitive skin. “But we can do this as much as we want to.”

“Doesn’t mean I’m gonna rush. All those kisses for the camera have to be chaste. But here, when I have you like this, I can do whatever I want.”

And I brought my mouth to hers again, dipping my tongue to taste her. The kiss turned messy as her tongue rolled against mine, and I bit down. She made a sound that would haunt my dreams and pressed in closer, body tightening.

I was tempted to take it further and make her do whatever I wanted, but I did have one last polite cell in my body.

“But if you ever wanna stop?—”

“I won’t.”

“Wren,” I said, pulling away. “I’m gonna let loose.”

Her cheeks turned a dark red. “And you should.”

“But I have to at least tell you that you can stop me at any time. If you push against me or?—”

“I like pushing against you, especially when it makes you mad at me.”

My eyes shut. I was very tempted to shut her up, but I had to make this known.

“We need a safe word at the very least.”

“It can be Jude.”

“ Jude? Really?”

“He’s a fucking turnoff for me at this point. And I’m sure he is for you. I don’t like men without brains.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “Using an ex’s name as a safe word. That’s a new one for me, but it’ll work.”

“Perfect. And trust me, I won’t be using it.”

“We’ll see about that.”

She grabbed my tie and tugged me close. “Yes. We will.”

I was done being polite, but her brattiness sealed the deal. My mouth covered hers again as I pressed her deeper into the desk. I’d been hard the second she mentioned that she thought about it still, but now I was aching, so ready to take her for myself.

But I would be patient.

I swirled my tongue around hers until her hips were bucking against me, until she was whining into my mouth, desperate for more. I gave in for only a few minutes as she ground her core against me, before I pulled away.

“No,” she moaned.

I hauled her up before turning her around and bending her over the desk.

“I said I had an idea for this desk.” I bit her earlobe. “And I’m gonna take you like this.”

“Oh my God ,” she said. “Yes. Fuck yes.”

I yanked down her pants, eyes lingering on her round ass for a moment too long. She even had freckles there.

Then I took off mine, freeing my cock to rub into her folds. I angled myself downward, feeling her whole body jerk as I hit her sensitive clitoris.

“ Ah, fuck me, Henry.”

“I don’t take orders.” I moved forward again with more pressure. “You do.”

“Shit.” She was panting. So soaked already and I’d barely done anything. I wondered if her pussy was quivering. She moved her hips up, chasing my hardness. I nipped at her shoulder blade before whispering into her ear.

“Come on my cock. Take what you need. Use me.”

Her only response was a muffled moan, but she jerked upward, still rubbing her pussy on me.

Wren’s entire body shook as she came with a cry. I found her shoulder, where I sucked her skin into my mouth.

I moved my hardness backward, hitting her entrance.

She gasped. “Yes. Finally.”

There would be nothing final about this. Even when I was fully seated inside of her, I’d drive her back to the edge as much as I wanted to. I pressed in until the head of my cock was fully encased in her wet heat.

But then something broke through. One last shred of control.

“Wren, I don’t have a condom.”

“Fuck,” she said. “I don’t either. Why don’t I carry one on me at all times? I need to be prepared.”

I pulled out of her, another idea already forming in my brain. “Get on your knees.”

She turned and looked at me with wide eyes. “Please tell me you’ll be fucking my mouth.”

I pulled off my sweater and threw it on the ground. Then I grabbed her by the hips, pulling her off the desk and making her kneel on the floor, using what I’d been wearing to soften it for her.

“Yes,” I said.

“None of this nice guy stuff, right?”

My hand was firm on her jaw. “Wren. Suck.”

Her mouth enveloped the head of my cock, and I thought I was going to black out. Wren hollowed her cheeks and I surged inside, keeping her close. She moaned and tightened her mouth.

She was too good at this. She was too good at everything she did. I had her on the floor of the town library, moaning while I fucked her mouth. How was this even real?

I wasn’t gentle. I gave her what she asked for and she didn’t complain. I never thought anything could be like this, where I wasn’t grappling with myself to be the man I wanted to be.

My orgasm built with every second. Her hands tightened on my thighs, and she took me to the back of her throat right as I was going to come, swallowing every last drop.

“Next time, we have a condom,” she said as she finally pulled off of my cock. “The fact that nothing fucked me is unfair.”

“Do you want more?”

“Yes, but you finished, so we’re done.”

“Sex isn’t done just because I had an orgasm. Get back on the desk, Wren.”

She stared at me with wide eyes for one second before she scrambled and laid back, her entire pussy on display. She was soaking wet, and I wasted no time with inserting one finger inside of her.

“Fuck.” She was so responsive, so tight. I wasn’t sure how I’d even fit inside of her. I moved my thumb to circle her clit. She arched up, scooting down to try to get my finger deeper. I rewarded her with a second one.

“H-Henry, I’m gonna—” She was wrecked, but I paused.

“Not yet.”

“You’re so mean,” she moaned.

“It’ll be worth it,” I replied as I pressed a kiss to her hip.

“Still, you do know this is killing me, right?”

“You could always use the safe word if you want me to stop.”

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

I resumed my motions. If she was talking, she wasn’t feeling good enough. The library was filled with the sounds of her moans and gasps as I worked her to the edge, only to pull back again. She grumbled about it once more, but then I added a third finger and she went silent.

“Please, Henry,” she muttered this time. “I need to come. Please let me.”

“Since you asked so nicely ...” I didn’t slow down, and she cried out, pussy fluttering as she came again.

She was out of breath for a long moment, and my spent cock gave a twitch at the sight of her. I already couldn’t wait to do it again.

“You’ve killed me. I’m dead.” She threw her arm over her eyes. Then her stomach growled.

“You sound hungry. Not dead.”

“I am. I skipped dinner.”

“Wren.” The edge to my voice was back. I waited for her to grow annoyed, especially since I wasn’t using it during sex.

But she didn’t.

“Sorry, I forgot.” She slowly got up. “Up for grabbing something with me?”

It was tempting to offer to cook for her, to bring her back to my place and do this all over again.

But that was against the rules.

“Center Point is still open,” I said. “As long as we hurry.”

“I could go for diner food.” She grabbed her pants. “Let’s do it. After we wash up. At least the library bathrooms are mostly working again.”

Washing my hands in the bathroom of the library was a little like washing up with a fire hydrant, but it did the job.

Wren met me outside and we made the walk to Center Point. Tammy was sitting at a booth reading when we walked in. She did a double take.

“You just made it,” she said with a smile. “I was thinking about closing early.”

“If you still are, we can go,” I replied. “I know we’re here right before you’re done for the day.”

“No need. I wouldn’t mind someone to talk to. Ron’s quiet today.”

“I’m tired!” a gruff voice said in the back. I’d lived in this town for years and barely knew what he looked like. Tammy was definitely the face of the couple.

“Been a long one,” she said. “With the people filtering in and out because of the show, we’re busy. I finally got a few girls from the high school to take over some shifts. After they get fully trained, I’m going to the beach .”

“Too hot,” Ron called out. It was the most I’d heard him talk in years.

“You can stay here alone, then! I deserve some time in the sun.”

“There’s always the fall,” I said. “Might be a good middle ground.”