Page 51 of Beneath the Blue Moon

***Casey***

I run my fingers across the plaque in my hand. It’s a proud

day for women everywhere, thanks to me.

“You’re a man of your word, Sheriff. I like that.”

“Just promise me you won’t gloat too much.”

“Me, gloat? Never. We women are far too evolved for such

trivial behavior,” I reply in a haughty voice.

He groans and takes the plaque from my hand, placing it on

the floor next to the bed. Turning back to me, he pulls my naked body against

his.

“Listen, there’s this fundraising thing that I have to go to

next week. Would you do me the honor of accompanying me?”

“Wow… I think that’s the first time you’ve actually asked

me to do something.”

“What do you mean?”

“You usually just order me around. ‘Have dinner with me,’ ‘don’t

move,’ ‘get rid of Roman,’ ‘spread your legs,’ ‘come for me… now.’”

He raises a brow and gives me that sexy smirk of his. “Hmm…

Let’s explore those last two, shall we?”

I swat his chest playfully and throw my arm around his

waist.

“Is it black tie?”

“Yes.”

“Goodie! I get to play dress-up and see you in a tux.”

He pulls me closer and his erection presses against my

thigh.

“I’ll wear anything you want me to as long as I get to see

you naked at the end of the night.”

“Ethan McKenzie, your appetite is unparalleled.”

“Only for you, my dear. Only for you.”

“Really now?”

“Mm-hmm.”

I place my palm on his shoulder and push him until he’s on

his back. He grabs my hips as I straddle him, and I lean forward, trailing

kisses across his neck. My hands explore his chest and ripped abs. He moans,

whispering my name. He feels a-mazing.

“You’re so… hard.”

“Getting harder by the second,” he groans.

“Seriously… Keep doing whatever it is you’re doing.”

I move down his chest, circling his nipple with my tongue.

He palms the back of my head, fisting his hand in my hair. I slide down his

legs, running my tongue over his chiseled stomach. His muscles jump, and his

dick twitches against my chest. I scramble back up, slanting my lips over his,

moaning as his tongue surges past my lips. He reaches between us, trailing his

fingers along my pussy.

“Casey… Fuck… You’re so wet.”

“Yeah… You did that.”

He takes my hand and guides it to his rock-hard erection. I

close my fingers around him, slowly stroking.

“That’s what you do to me every time I see you… hear your

voice… think about you.”

Fuck! I whimper as his fingers massage my clit, whispering

his name as he slides one inside me.

“So tight… Need you… need to be inside you… now.”

I guide him to my entrance and sink slowly down until he’s

buried deep inside me. He moans, closing his eyes. I throw my head back,

marveling at how wonderful he feels.

“So, I’m the only one getting this?” I ask.

“Yes.” He rolls over, pinning me to the bed with a hard

thrust. I cry out and grab the sheets. “I better be the only one getting this.”

“Why, what would you do about it?”

He works his hips against me, moving inside me without

pulling back. I claw at his back, feeling like I’m about to be ripped apart

from the inside.

“I will kill any man who comes near you.”

“Fuck!”

He goes deeper, his movements urgent as his tongue glides

across my neck. His fingers tweak my nipple, sending my body into overdrive. I

squirm beneath him, fisting my hands in his hair.

“Oh, God!”

“Tell me,” he demands.

Pushing my legs up, he slams into me harder, hitting my

sweet spot repeatedly. I arch my back, and he pulls my nipple into his mouth,

suckling like a newborn babe. Pleasure shoots through my body and my pussy

clenches, announcing my impending orgasm.

“Yes… Only you!”

“What’s my name?”

“Ethan….”

“What’s my name?”

“Ethan….”

“What’s… my… name?”

He delivers a hard thrust to accompany each word, uttered

through clenched teeth.

“Ethan!” I shout.

I pull him close, tightening my arms around his neck. He

moans as I spasm around him. When my orgasm subsides, I contract my muscles, squeezing

him, knowing it makes him lose control.

“Casey!”

He pumps into me harder, faster, with uncontrolled passion.

I grip him tighter, and he grabs the headboard, growling his release. He

collapses on top of me, breathing raggedly. We’re both sweaty and breathless,

and I’m absolutely speechless.

“Spend the night with me.”

Not again. I’ve explained to him that I can’t be away from

home all night. What if something happened to Daddy? I couldn’t forgive myself

knowing I was out being selfish when he needed me.

“I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

“Why do you want me to?”

“Because I want to wake up next you. I want to wake up with

your arms and legs wrapped around me.”

“Ethan… Please, don’t.”

“Fine, Casey.” He rolls over, clasps his hands behind his

head, and stares up at the ceiling. “But at some point, you’re going to have to

stop acting like we’re sixteen.”

I sit up, cross my legs under me, and give him a pleading

stare.

“Please understand… It’s not that I don’t want to. I would

like nothing more than to wake up in your arms.”

He moves onto his side and leans on his elbow.

“Then stay.”

“My dad—”

“Is fine. You need to stop worrying so much. I promise I’ll

have you home before he even wakes up.”

I want to stay so badly, but I know I’ll feel guilty. I

can’t… I just can’t. He takes my hand and gently kisses the inside of my wrist.

“Please.”

Fuck. Why does he have to look at me like that? Like I’m

breaking his heart?

“Don’t you wonder why I keep taking your underwear?”

“Why?”

“It’s because you never stay with me. I can’t have you here,

so I take the next best thing; something that clung to your body the way I want

to. Please, if only for one night… Don’t leave.”

I gulp as a shiver runs down my spine. “Okay. I’ll stay.

Tonight.”