Page 29 of Protected by the Sheriff (Magnolia Falls #2)
Mason
B eing pulled away from Olivia has my nerves on edge. I get a call from the police department that leads us on a wild-goose chase. They find things in a hotel room, and then in a cabin out on a mountain, but it’s like we’re always two steps behind in finding Richards himself.
We’ve pulled up every piece of property bought or sold by the real estate developer in recent years and notice there’s a lot.
He’s been systematically buying up properties in the area, including small businesses.
Now I have to figure out how many of those people relinquished their properties willingly and how many were bullied into it.
After several days of following leads and working overtime to find the bastard, I come home to a pissed-off Olivia.
“Mason, I’m going back to work in the morning.”
My chest aches with the anxiety of imagining my woman in danger. “No. Richards hasn’t been found yet, Liv, and I’m not taking the chance of something happening to you.”
Olivia holds her chin high and straightens her back, as if she’s bracing herself for an argument.
“I busted my ass to open and run that business, and I’ll be damned if any man, you or Richards, is going to stop me from taking care of it.
I’m letting Hadley and Piper know we are opening back up in the morning, and it’s not up for further discussion.
” Olivia stands and stomps her away, leaving no room for me to argue.
Removing my cell phone from my pocket, I call the police chief. “Chief, I need extra patrols around Branded by Olivia tomorrow. She’s going back to work, and I don’t trust that Richards fuck not to do something stupid.”
“If the sheriff’s department can spare some patrols to cover her, the police department will as well. We can put together a schedule to make sure she’s covered when you come into work tomorrow.”
“Thanks, Chief.” Ending the call, I make my way back to the bedroom knowing someone is getting a punishment.
Throwing my bedroom door open, I reprimand her. “Little girl, I don’t know who you think you are talking to, but in this relationship, I wear the pants.” The words come out choked as I stutter when I’m met by a naked Olivia standing in the middle of the bedroom with her hands on her hips.
“I think this calls for negotiations,” she says with a smirk.
Interested in knowing what she’s offering, I smile at her as I drink in her smooth, velvety skin and perfect curves. “What do you have in mind?”
“You can do anything you want to me in bed, if I can go back to work tomorrow without you complaining.”
Taking a step closer to her, Olivia backs up until the backs of her thighs hit the mattress.
“You will have the sheriff’s department and police department doing patrols the entire day, and you will leave the shop before dark.”
Liv regains some composure and puffs out her chest, as if she has a choice in accepting my terms. “That’s acceptable.”
“Now let’s talk about how I can do anything I want to you in bed.”
“What would you like, sir?”
The sound of her calling me sir makes my dick twitch. It’s not something I’ve been into before but hearing it from Olivia’s mouth turns my cock rock hard. Reaching down, I adjust my aching cock.
I caress her face with the palm of my hand. “I want you to be my good girl and bend over so I can fuck this ass.”
A moment of fear flashes in her eyes before Olivia gives me a nod, her earlier confidence waning.
“Baby girl, you can say no to anything you don’t want to do,” I assure her.
“No, I said you could do anything, and I’m not going back on my word. I’ve just never done that before,” she admits nervously.
Grabbing her throat and holding it snugly but not cutting off her air, I place a kiss on her lips. “That’s what I love about it. I want to claim your virgin ass and know I’m the only man who will ever be inside it.”
Soft whimpers escape her lips as I reclaim Olivia’s mouth in a bruising kiss.
Amidst our passionate kisses, tongues swirling and tasting, I murmur, “You taste so fucking good, Crayola. Your mouth, your pussy, your skin—it’s all delicious, but I can’t wait to fill you with my cum and watch your belly grow round.
I crave the day you waddle around with my child in your stomach. ”
Olivia giggles. “You know that can’t happen, Mason. My IUD still has years left on it.”
“A man can dream, and we can always practice,” I lie without an inch of guilt.
Should I feel guilty? I don’t think so. Olivia didn’t know me when she got the IUD, and she doesn’t understand how serious I am.
I would gladly lie down and die for this woman or burn the world down.
Whichever gets me closer to her. Embedding my seed within her tight pussy is the closest I can get to her, and I am determined to do it, even if it means having to lie to her.
It’s weird because I’ve always been a man who believes in honesty and justice, but with the addiction I have to this woman, all that goes out the window. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to tie her to me in every way possible.
Placing my hands on her chest, I push her onto her back on the bed. Spreading her legs, I position my head between her thick, curvy thighs
My mouth waters as I suck her clit, and she moans with pleasure. Her Japanese cherry-blossom perfume still lingers on her skin and makes me even more rabid with hunger. It’s a light, sweet floral scent, and the smell is pure Olivia.
I lick and suck like a starving man, and as she climaxes, her back arches and her thighs clench my head while she screams my name into the air.
While Olivia comes down from her release looking stunned, I reach over into my nightstand drawer. Grabbing lube, I take off the cap, and the sound snaps Liv’s attention back to me.
“Mason Walker, don’t you dare touch me with anything you’ve used on your previous lovers.”
Chuckling, I can’t help myself. “Crayola, I purchased this brand new and specifically for you. No way would I ever insult you by using something I purchased for previous encounters.” Trying to avoid reminding her of how many women I’ve slept with, I roll her over onto all fours.
“Push your ass back towards me and keep it up in the air.”
She always clams up when she is reminded, and I haven’t decided if I’m flattered or ashamed about that.
On one hand, I love that she’s jealous and just as possessive of me as I am of her, but on the other, none of those women ever meant a damn thing to me. They were never her competition or even on the same playing field.
After drenching the crack of her ass with lube, I press my cock between her ass cheeks, and she immediately tenses.
Using my thumb, I swipe her wet folds and flick her clit, causing her to whimper.
Pressing my hard cock into her asshole, I kiss the back of Olivia’s head and croon, “Relax, baby, and let me in.”
Pressing the tip of my cock against her tight ring of muscle, I pull her ass cheeks apart as the round head of my cock pushes through the muscle. At first, Olivia clenches her fist and groans in pain. “Deep breaths, baby girl. I promise it’s going to get better.”
As I thrust further in, I can’t stop the moan that escapes my lips. Her ass is even tighter than her pussy and it’s pulsing around my dick. The urge to come overwhelms me, but I refuse to, at least until she experiences the best part of me fucking her this way.
I thrust further into Olivia, and she whimpers but relaxes bit by bit. Moaning again as my cock inches inside of her, I hear her sniffle as if she’s crying. Reaching around her, I massage her clit again, and it seems to loosen her up.
“Mason, don’t stop,” Olivia whispers.
“Such a good girl, taking my dick in your ass. I am the first and only man to ever have this ass.”
Thrusting harder and taking her with more vigor, I lose myself in the sensation.
“Take all of me, Liv.” With a final push, I fill her completely, and I can’t believe how good it feels. “Please, more,” Olivia cries. She arches her back as I power through and fuck her harder, leaving bruises on her hips. Every bit of it sets my body on fire.
“Who do you belong to, Liv?”
“You, Mason, only you,” she moans.
As I thrust one more time as hard as possible, Olivia’s orgasm hits and she screams. I follow her, coming hard and releasing hot streams of cum in her asshole, my chest heaving as I struggle to catch my breath.
I hold Olivia so she doesn’t collapse as I pull free from her asshole and watch my cum drip from her.
Once I’ve caught my breath, I pick a boneless Olivia up and carry her limp and tired body to the shower before cleaning us both up. Making sure she drinks water and takes some pain meds, I tuck her back into bed and hold her to my chest as we fall fast asleep.