Page 7 of Grimm County Wishes (Grimm County Lawmen #4)

T he heat raging inside Jeannie had cooled slightly when she thought of visiting her brother. He was only a couple of years older than her, but he’d cared for her more than her parents did.

But then he was gone, and Al never left her side.

Al projected an image of being carefree and a joker, but in truth, he was the most stable person in her life.

If he hadn’t been there when Ben was arrested, who knows where she’d be now.

Hopefully not a cold-hearted bitch like her mother, but who knew?

Maybe being lonely and scared was what led her mom to close herself off in the first place.

“Jeannie-girl, I worked too hard on these abs for you to zone out on me now.”

She blinked out of her revelry and her eyes widened.

Al had already stripped down to his boxers.

She raked her bottom lip with her teeth.

Damn, the man had the body of a Greek god.

She’d seen it a million times. Heck, she’d help create it.

Googled the best exercises for each muscle group.

Figured out the best diet to build and keep that picture-perfect body.

But she’d never gotten to enjoy it. Never raked her nails down his back.

Never licked his abs. And definitely never stroked his—

“Babe, I love a good eye-fucking as much as the next man but seeing as how we’re in a room with a bed and can do some actual fucking,” he said, interrupting her wayward thoughts. “What do you say we get this show on the road?”

Jeannie grinned as she shimmied out of her dress. “Who knew you were so logical?”

Al shrugged. “I’ve been hanging out with Hunter. All that brainy shit must have rubbed off.”

She bent over, pulling her slip down her legs, and whispered, “I can think of something I’d like to rub off.”

“I heard that.”

She pulled the pins from her hair, letting it fall slowly against her shoulders.

“What next?” she asked, her gaze focused on his crotch, tented under his boxer briefs.

“Get naked,” he demanded.

She smiled and licked her lips. “Your wish is my command.” She whipped off her bra and panties and tossed them across the room. “Your turn.”

Her eyes widened as he lowered his boxers, revealing a long, thick cock. Be still my clit .

“Let’s do this.”

***

Jeannie Knight was standing in front of him. Naked. He’d jacked off to this moment an embarrassing number of times, but not one of his fantasies lived up to reality. Her breasts were heavy and lush. More than a mouthful, though he’d happily die trying to fit those rosy peaks in his mouth.

That trim waist and full hips he’d admired so many times on the beach led straight to the most beautiful pussy he’d ever seen.

And while it probably wasn’t politically correct to refer to himself a pussy expert …

he kinda was. And in his expert opinion, hers was the best, although he’d keep that compliment to himself.

Huh. He really was getting smarter.

He stroked himself as he stalked toward her. Her eyes followed him as he got closer, or at least, they followed his cock?

“You like what you see, Jeannie-girl?”

“Uh huh.” She nodded without lifting her eyes.

“Well, don’t be shy. Get on your knees and take a closer look.” His mouth moved up into a smirk as she did just that. Poor girl was dickmatized .

She wasted no time exploring his cock with her tongue. Her soft moans filled the room as she wrapped her lips around his tip and sucked.

“Fucking hell, Jeannie.” He ran his hand through her hair and pressed her against him.

She massaged his base and took him deeper like she was on a mission to suck the life right out of him. Who’s dickmatized now?

“Goddamn, you suck dick like a champ. I won’t last much longer. If you don’t want—”

“Mmm,” she mumbled, and rather than pull off, she dug in. Her head bobbed faster and harder. His balls tightened and his climax burst through, coating her throat with his release.

Stars dotted across his vision. He reached out a hand to prop himself against the wall.

Before this moment, he thought he knew what a great orgasm was.

He’d certainly had, and provided, more than his fair share over the years.

But a blow job from his best friend had him coming harder than he had in his entire life.

“Gonna need a minute. Maybe two. And then it’s your turn.”

“Need some recovery time, old man?” Jeannie asked, smirking.

“No problem.” She climbed onto the bed and propped herself against the headboard.

With her legs spread wide, she lowered her hand to play with her clit.

Her pussy was soaked, gleaming in the soft lamp light.

“I’m sure I can find some way to pass the time while I wait. ”

He watched as she rubbed her bud, slowly at first, with a hint of laughter in her eyes. But the amusement soon faded as she got into it. He stared, unable to move as he watched her pleasure herself. She was the perfect woman for him. Beautiful, inside and out. Confident. Sensual. Sultry.

“Enough,” he barked as she tried to slip a finger into her folds. “That’s my job.” He crawled on the bed, burying his face between her thighs.

She tasted like heaven. Sweet and salty, his favorite combination. He thrust his tongue inside her, relishing in the tightness. With one hand, he played with her clit and the other massaged her breast. He couldn’t wait to explore every inch of this woman.

“Yes, Al. Just like that.”

Her thighs squeezed against his head, and her hand pushed his head from behind. He loved that she demanded what she wanted. Although, it was hard to imagine that Jeannie could do anything he didn’t love.

Her moans grew louder. Hopefully, the room next door was empty. Otherwise, they were getting a hell of a concert. His dick was hard again, and he fought the urge to thrust into her. But he owed her this one first .

He moved up to her clit and sucked as if his life depended on it.

It was only fair, now that she owned a piece of his soul, that he sucked a part of hers out as well.

He inserted a finger, then two while he continued his assault on her clit until she erupted in waves of pleasure.

He moved on top of her, propping himself up on his elbows.

“That was …” She paused, lost for words.

“Yeah, baby. It was.”

“We should have done that sooner.”

Al laughed loudly. “Better late than never.”

“Amen to that.” She pushed him onto his back and raised up to straddle his waist. “When’s the last you got tested?”

“Uh, after the incident .” Jeannie would know what he meant. Hard to forget that one. “I was gloved up, but I still made them run every test in the book.”

“But not since then?” she asked, looking a little disappointed.

“Haven’t needed to.”

“Al, you saw the same videos in health class that I did. You always need to.”

“Unless you don’t.” He stared straight into her blue eyes, trying to make her understand.

“You mean, you haven’t … not since …”

“Nope. You were supposed to find me someone safe, remember? How’s that list coming? ”

A flush filled her cheeks. “Ooh, right. The list. It was, uh, harder than you’d think.”

He chuckled and lifted up to kiss her on the lips. “I’m glad you blew it off. The perfect woman was right in front of me the whole time.”

“Oh, Al.” She sighed dreamily. “You can’t say that kind of shit.”

“Why not?”

“Because it makes me want to ride you into next week.”

“And that’s a problem because?”

She looked at him and grinned. “Good point. Not a problem anymore. I’m clean and I’ve got the birth control implant, so …” She reached for his dick and lined it up. “You good with fucking raw?”

This woman. He took a deep breath to steady his voice so he wouldn’t sound like a pubescent teen. “Yeah, I’m good.”

She slid down him, taking his full length nice and slow. She bottomed out with a loud groan, which he was sure sounded very similar to the angel’s chorus.

Best. Pussy. Ever. Seriously. Pussy this good deserved an award. A gold medal. But is that something she would appreciate? Maybe he’d ask the guys next week.

She planted her hands on his chest and she rode him into oblivion like a damn rodeo queen.

He rubbed her nipples as she worked him, taking what she needed.

And he loved every second. Her pace quickened, and he thrust upward, the two of them matching each other, stroke for stroke until she screamed her release, shaking as the orgasm took her over.

He quickly flipped her on her back and pounded into her.

“You’re mine, Jeannie. You hear me? All mine.”

“Yes, Al. Only yours. Forever.”

With one final thrust he exploded into her, filling her up with his cum. Maybe one day he’d put a baby in there. But babies needed a lot of attention. They cried a lot. So he’d do that later, after they’d had a few years of interruption-free fucking.