“Love you so much.” He drove his tongue into her. “You taste so good.” He hooked his arms around her thighs and pulled her closer to his mouth so his tongue could dive deeper. He thrust again and again, taking her higher and higher until he replaced his tongue with one finger, then two filling her up. He sucked her clit, starting off softly, then ramping it up the way he pushed and pulled his fingers inside her, hitting that bundle of nerves that sent her over the edge.
He kissed his way back up her body to her mouth and devoured her with so much passion he stole her breath. He reared back and undid his pants, letting loose his long, thick cock.
She took hold of it and stroked him, once, twice. He shucked off the rest of his clothes and crawled back to her, but when she put her hand on his shoulder and lightly nudged, he fell onto his back beside her and pulled her over him.
She straddled his hips, her hands planted on his chest, and stared down at him. “I meant what I said. I want a really happy life with you.”
“Anything you want, it’s yours.”
“I just want you.” She sank back onto his cock, taking him into herself and loving him with everything she had to give.
He took her nipple into his mouth, licking it, while he held her other breast, brushing his thumb over the pebbled peak.
She rode him slow and sultry at first, loving the feel of him filling her up, stroking her most sensitive flesh. Pleasure rippled through her, swelling along with the tempo she set, igniting shared moans and desperate kisses as the crescendo crashed over them and ecstasy had them wrapped up in each other’s arms, panting out their breaths and whispered words of love and devotion.
Hawk held her in his protective embrace like he’d cocooned her in his love. Exhausted from all the drama and revelations, she fell into sleep, safe in his arms. Every time she stirred awake, her mind swamped with the past and what would become of all of them in the future, Hawk was there to distract her yet again. He made love to her like it had been days, not mere hours since the last time. He lavished her with pleasure and promised that everything was going to be all right, so long as they faced it together.
When the morning dawned, crisp and fresh, she found herself warm and sated in her lovers arms, ready to face whatever came their way.
Hawk made her coffee and breakfast while she showered and dressed for the day. When she emerged into the kitchen, he was a sight, standing by the stove, flipping an omelet for her, bare chested, hair tousled by her fingers all night, a pair of black joggers barely hanging on to his hips. Gorgeous.
“How did I get so lucky?”
He hooked his arm around her shoulders, drew her close, kissed her lips like he had all morning to do it, then replied, “That’s my line. I don’t think I could be any happier having you here with me.”
“And I’m never going anywhere. You’re stuck with me.”
“Good. Because I’m never letting you go.”
She went up on tiptoe, kissing him on the tip of his nose. “We missed dinner. I’m starving.”
Hawk plated their food and led her to the dining table.
She took her seat and looked up at him. “Tell me.” She could see he had something on his mind.
“Mason and Jase want us to come down to the station to give our statements. The sheriff wants to see you before he’s transferred.” Hawk cupped her cheek. “You don’t have to see him if you don’t want to.”
“I think I do, one last time, otherwise I’ll have all this stuff locked up inside me. I never got to tell my dad off for what he did to me. This time I have a chance to unload and I’m going to take it.”
Hawk gave her a firm nod, then sat and ate his breakfast while she plotted what she wanted to say and how she wanted the visit to go, fortifying her resolve that she wouldn’t let sentiment get in the way of the justice she deserved.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Lucky walked into the station and all heads turned her way. The place was abuzz with activity, but it seemed everyone had a spare second to stare at her. Then the applause started with one officer and spread to all of them clapping for her.
She didn’t know what to say or do and just looked at Hawk, wondering if he knew what was happening.
“I think they’re happy that the corruption has been exposed.”
Jase came forward and everyone went silent. “Because you never gave up trying to figure out who was always taunting and hurting you, you forced me and others to look at what was happening in this office. How was someone getting away with what happened to you? That led us to Desiree and the blackmail scheme she had orchestrated that encompassed seven officers, two judges, the district attorney, and the sheriff. We have proof of all of it, thanks to the little black book you found in her purse, the files we found on her phone and computer, and the safe deposit box we found this morning with over one hundredand fifty thousand dollars in cash and a stash of incriminating evidence against her victims. This alone would be enough to put her away for a long time. But in addition to all that, we found digital recordings on her phone that prove she killed her mother, coerced Neil into a sexual relationship he didn’t want, along with recordings of your father threatening you before his death.”
“She had the evidence to put him away, to get me and Danny away from him, and she didn’t use it?” Lucky wasn’t surprised just sorely disheartened and feeling betrayed again. She should be used to it by now, but it still stung.
Mason stepped forward. “We think she was building a case, hoping to get enough incriminating evidence—but then she stopped. We think around the time you started seeing Neil, based on what Sheriff Collins remembered. Then Desiree either got jealous, or simply changed her plan and went after your family.”
“Both,” Lucky suggested.
Jase nodded. “Because of you, we unraveled all her plans and misdeeds.” Jase hung his head, then met her gaze again. “I’m just sorry it took so damn long and so many fell prey to her blackmail instead of helping to put a stop to it.”
