Page 36 of Beneath the Blue Moon

***Ethan***

The moment my brain starts working again, I open my eyes and

find her staring up at me. She has the look of a thoroughly satisfied woman. For

a split second, the world seems brighter, and I understand everything with a

clarity I’ve never known before. Every woman I’ve ever been with is being

erased from my mind. This experience has made every previous encounter seem even

less than mediocre. There’s no way I can be with anyone else after this.

Painfully ignoring my body’s protests, I slowly pull out of

her. She glances at me nervously as I pull up the zipper on my jeans. As she tugs

her bra back into place, I trail my finger down the swell of her breast and

around her nipple. She shivers and closes her eyes with a moan. Her

responsiveness has my dick twitching to be released again. But no, it shouldn’t

have been like this. Our first time wasn’t supposed to be in my truck on the

side of the road. She deserves better.

“Come home with me,” I tell her.

“I… I need to get home.”

“Rain check?”

“Definitely.”

I re-adjust my seat and settle in, watching as she dresses.

The possessive feelings I had before have multiplied immensely. Council or not,

there’s no way I’m letting her go.

“At least let me buy you dinner first.”

“Okay.”

She resumes her position next to me, and I wrap my arm

around her shoulder. Her sigh of contentment brings a smile to my face, one I

don’t think I’ll be able to get rid of. I pull into Suzie’s parking lot and

help her out of the truck. She smiles up at me, curling her fingers around

mine. The touch sends blood rushing to my dick, and I close the door, pushing

her against it.

“I want to tie you up in my bed and never let you out.”

She giggles and places her hands on my chest. “That’s a

little creepy, Sheriff.”

“There’s nothing creepy about what I want to do to you.”

“Oh? What’s that?” she asks breathlessly.

I lean in, lightly brushing my lips across her neck. She

gasps, snaking her arms around my shoulders. I take a deep breath, and her

scent wraps itself around my body. I need her. I need her the way I need oxygen—like

my life depends on it. I pop the button on her jeans, slide the zipper down,

and slip my hand inside. She moans, pulling me closer.

Placing my lips next to her ear, I whisper, “I want to kiss

every inch of your beautiful body.”

She shivers, letting out a ragged breath as I circle her

clit.

“What else?”

“I want to taste you… Lick you until you scream and come

against my lips.”

“Oh, God….”

“Your taste is like ambrosia; food for the fucking gods.”

“Oh! Oh, fuck….”

She moves against my fingers, and I insert two inside her,

moaning as she clamps down on them.

“You’re so tight. I love how wet you get for me.”

“Oh, yes… Don’t stop.”

“I want to be so deep inside you, feel you as you come.”

“I want that, too.”

“Look at me. I want you to look at me when you come, Casey.”

Her lids flutter open, and she stares up at me, breathing

heavily. I move faster, wishing I had her in my bed. She grips my fingers tightly,

and I press my thumb down on her clit.

“Oh, God… Oh, God… Yes!”

She begins to tighten around me, and I brace myself for the

feelings that are about to flood my body. I’ve made her come three times

already, and each time has been better than the previous one. I can’t explain

it. This has never happened with anyone before. But she’s my mate; it should

be different with her.

“Fuck!” I growl as she comes.

She pulls me in for a fervent kiss as her muscles spasm

around my fingers. She forces her tongue past my lips as her body shakes

against me. I can hardly breathe. I’m totally lost in this woman, and I’ll

never get enough of her. Breaking away, she shakes her head in disbelief.

“Oh, Sheriff. Sheriff, Sheriff, Sheriff….”

“What?”

“If you’re going to be doing all that, I think you better

feed me first.”

“You mind if we get it to go? I want to show you something.”

“What about…?”

She looks down, pointing to the tent she’s pitched in my

jeans. I shake my head with a chuckle and adjust myself.

“I’ll be fine.”

“Okay.” She shrugs, fixing her clothes. “If you say so.”

We walk inside hand in hand, and Suzie greets us with a wide

grin. She always has one on her face. This place has been around for a while,

and Suzie has always been like this.

“Hello there, Sheriff.”

“Miss Suzie, how are you?”

“Good as I’ll ever be. Who’s this pretty little thing?”

I turn to Casey with a smile, and she extends her hand to

Suzie.

“This is Casey. Casey, meet Miss Suzie. She makes the best

sweet potato pie in Montana.”

“Nice to meet you, Miss Suzie.”

“The pleasure is mine, sweetheart. I was wondering when a

nice young lady would make an honest man out of our handsome sheriff.”

Noticing Casey’s discomfort at the direction of the

conversation, I take over.

“Are you saying I’m not honest, Miss Suzie?”

“Oh, you know what I mean. Let me get you a table.”

“Actually, we just need something to go.”

“Sure thing, darlings. Come to the counter.”

As we move forward, I look to the two couples sitting in a

booth at the back. The men avert their gazes and sit up straight. Both women

smile, and I nod in acknowledgment, then turn my attention to Casey as she tugs

on my arm.

“Not even two minutes and you’re already scoping out your

next victim?” she asks with a teasing smile.

“Victim? I recall you were a very willing and eager

participant.”

“Willing and eager to do it again.”

She bites her lip, and the look she gives me almost makes me

forget we’re in public. I should have just taken her back to my place to begin

with.

“I’m happy to oblige, Miss Bryan.”

“Good.”

While we wait for our food, we chit-chat with Miss Suzie and

Debbie, the waitress; at this time of night, there aren’t many customers. When

we leave, Casey takes my hand once more. I love the way her skin feels. My

scent lingers on her body, mixing with hers. It’s a potent mixture I could

easily drown in. Before we even leave the parking lot, she begins to unwrap her

sandwich.

“I thought you weren’t hungry?” I ask.

“Certain activities always open up my appetite.”

She smiles at me with a mouthful, and I turn onto the road.