Chapter 5
CHAPTER FIVE
Ellie
“Oh my god,” I gasp as I wake up in my room at the inn during the middle of the night. My body is on fire. My pussy is aching.
I yank the sheets off while my hips writhe on the bed, my pussy demanding to be touched.
I just dreamed of him.
Sheriff Ryland Grey.
It was a dirty dream. It was an amazing dream.
He was on top of me, on this bed, spreading my legs, pushing his weight down on my trembling body.
That mouth… those hands… that big hard cock…
I shiver and start touching myself as I think about the possessive way he was looking at me this afternoon.
God, I’m so wet. So needy.
I’ve never been this turned on before. I’m like an animal in heat.
I rub my clit as I think about him, harder and faster, remembering those sexy tattooed arms, those tempting lips, that big broad chest.
I cum in record time, arching my back off the bed as I stifle a scream.
My legs shake and tremble as I collapse on the mattress, so glad we decided to spring for separate rooms for once.
I have to see him. I just have to.
I grab my phone with my shaky hands and look him up.
There’s an article from three years ago. He saved a little girl from a fire.
Are you kidding me?
Is the universe trying to kill me?
My arousal comes raging back when I see him in the picture posing with the cute little girl. He looks so fucking hot.
The caption reads: He’s my hero.
It’s enough to end me. Lust overtakes me once again, spreading from my head to my toes and every heated inch in between. My pussy throbs as I prop the phone up against a pillow, his sexy photo staring right at me.
“This one is for you, Mr. Sheriff,” I say as I start rubbing myself like a freak in heat.
I cum even faster and harder this time.
That’s it…
I have to see him again.
I can’t leave this town without seeing him one more time.
Tomorrow morning… I’ll go…
But for now…
I have this photo and my fingers to hold me over.
It’s no Mr. Sexy Sheriff, but it will have to do.
For now…