“Fucking flattering? Do you know how embarrassing it was for me to be hiding it every time you came to visit Molly?”
“Good thing you don’t have to hide them anymore, huh?” I lift my head slightly, grabbing the lobe of his ear with my teeth, swiping it with my tongue.
“Mmmm.” He tilts his head back farther into the couch, turning his face to mine. “Please let me take care of you, that way you can take care of me.” His voice causes my nipples to harden as they brush against his skin. It’s still rough, still deep, and oh-so-sexy.
Rolling us over, I spread my thighs across his stomach, I push myself up, placing my hands on his chest.
Those eyes of his are hooded as they move up and down my body, stopping at the apex of my thighs. His tongue comes out to run across his lips as he looks his fill. “Are you hot for me?” His voice is soft in the quietness of the room.
“Yeah.” I nod my head as I rock myself against his abdomen, letting him feel how excited I am. His cock jumps where it rests against my ass. “I feel pretty damn good, as do you, hot shot.”
He laughs slightly, deep in his throat. “Hate that name.”
“You’ll love it,” I promise him as I reach behind me, gripping his cock holding it up so I sink down on his length.
We both moan in the quietness of the room. His hands come to my hips, helping me rock against him as I brace against his chest, using the strong muscles to hold me upright.
“Go after it, Magnolia Grace. Take what you need, take what you want,” he encourages me as I start to grind in circles, my breath coming faster as the angle allows part of his dick to rub my nub with each circle we make.
Once I get my rhythm down, I lean back, putting my hands on his thighs. The change in angle causes my eyes to roll back in my head with the most pleasure I’ve ever felt from this position. I move faster and faster, the couch squeaking as the two of us go after what we want.
“Mother fuck,” Levi moans the words out as two distinct ones as his thumb connects with my clit. “You’re beautiful Magnolia.” His other hand grips my hip tightly before his big palm moves to my ass, holding strongly, digging his fingers in the cleft of my ass. “Taking what you want, tits bouncing, stomach clenching, those thick thighs tense—goddamn you’re gorgeous.”
“Same, hot shot.” I give him a cheeky grin before I close my eyes, working toward the climax we both want so much.
“Magnolia, shit.” He presses up against me as I move faster. His fingers dig deeper into my flesh, his thumb speeds up. “Oh shit,” he chants. “I’m gonna come,” he warns me as his body tightens. “Gonna come,” and that’s when I feel him explode inside me.
“Sorry, so fuckin’ sorry,” he pants, his chest pumping up and down. “Didn’t mean to come before you, but you hit every fucking button I have.” He doesn’t stop allowing me to move on him, doesn’t stop his thumb in the middle of my body.
He’s still hard, allowing me to ride him, and the extra lubrication helps me slide faster, and it’s then that the orgasm takes me by surprise, pitching me forward.
His strong arms catch me as we grind against each other, and then a giggle bubbles up in my throat. “Couldn’t even last, hot shot.” I give him a hard time as he runs his hands up and down my back.
The chuckle that escapes his throat is unashamed. “If you saw what I saw and felt what I felt, you wouldn’t have lasted either. I’m not sorry, you’re sexy as fuck.”
Chapter 13
Levi
The next morning, I wake up with Magnolia in my arms. It feels so right that I know this is probably going to kill me once she realizes where she is, and runs. That’s exactly what she’s going to do. It’s been her MO before, and I just know it’s going to happen again. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but definitely before the end of whatever this is.
Reaching over, I grab my phone and check for any messages. There, I see a text from the hunting property. Yesterday, I sent an inquiry asking if my friend and I could get a look around and possibly book a hunting time. I hadn’t expected them to answer over night, but here we are. Yesterday when I was searching for the company to send a message, I found out their name was Freedom Farms Hunting, which screams they’re doing something illegal.
It’s weird to see the name I’ve chosen for my undercover name on my phone.
F: Hello Tim, thank you for inquiring about a hunting trip for you and your friend. We’ll be open in the next week. To answer your main question, we do have white tail deer. If you’d like to discuss price, dates, etc. don’t hesitate to ask.
L: Thank you, let me check with my friend, and I’ll be back in touch. Mostly relieved this is a good number, and I didn’t text a scam place..lol!
F: No, we’re open for business, just select business. We don’t cater to the public at large. We’re niche.
The fuck they are. They’re trying to hold whatever it is they’re doing close to their chests, and they don’t want anyone else to know. I take a screenshot, and send it in to Director Drake. He’ll let us know where we’re going from here, but it’s hard not to go ahead and make plans.
Director Drake texts me back.
D: You and Dakota meet me here this afternoon. Don’t worry about clocking in for your normal shift. I’m pulling you off of patrol from here on out. When this is over, I’ll put you back.
L: Thank you, Sir. What time should we be there?
