Chapter 20 #2
I stiffen my spine, hands tightening on the weapon under Law’s grip. My heart hammers in my rib cage as though the organ may just very well burst forth. “Breathe, darlin'’. Take a deep breath.”
Law’s voice rumbles against me and I comply with the command, dragging in as much air as my lungs can handle.
With it comes Law’s scent, the sandalwood, leather and pine, wrapping around my body like a warm hug.
My eyes drift shut for a moment as I bask in the feel of his body against mine.
My hips shift and he lets out a low growl.
“Darlin it’s hard enough that I have you holding on my service piece but you keep moving like that and I’m doing to have to bend you over and fuck you from behind right here, right now. ”
As if to prove his point he jerks his body forward so I can feel how hard he is.
Images of him fucking me in such a public place send a strange thrill through me and my pussy, still sticky with my release from earlier, weeps.
It’s wrong, on so many levels, for me to want him to paint me with his cum right now.
But fuck me do I want it. I let out a whimper, hands still clutching the damn gun, and push my hips back into him.
Dragging my ass up and down his hard cock in a rocking motion.
“Fuck me, you like that idea don’t you?” He growls in my ear. “You want me to bend you over this table and slip my cock into that wet, needy cunt?”
“Yes.” I breathe out the word on a breathless sigh. “Please.”
I can feel the battle Law is having with himself, our bodies desperately trying to override any fucking sense we have.
Law finally speaks, his tone more animal than man. “Be a good girl and show me how well you listened to me just now and I’ll reward you.”
I huff out a puff of air in what only can be described as pure annoyance which Law answers with a chuckle. Willing my arousal to lessen I try to focus on the dangerous piece of metal in my hand, my mind recalling Law’s lessons from earlier.
“Safety off,” I mutter under my breath. “Eyes open. Pull back. Squeeze trigger.” I repeat the words over and over again and Law lets me, never rushing me or telling me to move on already. Finally I do as I’m saying. Flicking the safety free, pulling back and finally….
The bullet leaving the chamber sends a ricochet through my body that leaves my arms painfully sore. Every muscle vibrates with the kick back. Nothing in me ever wants to do it again, not a single part of me feels like this is how I’ll defend myself against Royce.
I manage to get the safety back on before my hands release the gun back into Law’s and I’m stepping away from his warm body. “No,” I say with strong determination. “I don’t like that.”
“You won’t have as much kickback from a smaller one.” Law tries but I shake my head.
“It’s not for me.” I’m proud of how firm my voice sounds and it feels like a testament to the trust I have for this man.
Law nods, a twinkle in his eyes that tells me he appreciates the boundary.
He presses a kiss to my forehead before telling me to stand behind him.
I watch with rapt fascination as he empties the clip into the target at the end of range.
His face set with a confidence I so rarely see him exude, as if this is the most natural thing in the world for him.
By the time he’s done I’m squirming, and the cocky smirk he gives me as he cleans the gun doesn't help. I bite down on my lip hoping the pain will lessen the arousal I’m feeling. No one should look that good firing a gun.
When he’s finished and focuses his attention back on me his eyes flare with desire. A feral hunger seeming to possess his body. “Fuck Thea, you look down right needy.”
A whimper escapes my lips and I can’t help the nod I give. “Please help me.”
The words seem to snap Law’s restraint and he’s dragging me towards the back wall of the shooting range, tucking us out of sight of the main entrance.
His mouth is on mine as he uses one hand to bracket both of mine together and up above my head.
I moan into the kiss, desire licking up my spine.
His other hand palms my breast and he lets out a growl when his thumb brushes over my nipple.
Law shoves one knee between my legs and I shamelessly rock my pussy against it, searching for just the right friction to give me what I need.
“You aren’t allowed to get yourself off.” He says as he pulls from my mouth. He begins to kiss and bite at my neck. “But get yourself close for me, I want a wet spot on my knee before I’m shoving my cock into you.”
I let out a gasp at his words. “We can’t fuck in your work.” I say with very little force behind the words.
Law chuckles, “I know where every camera in this place is. Right now no one can see us, but that’s not to say someone won’t walk in here.” His mouth finds the nipple that his thumb had been teasing and I let out a gasp as he lavishes it through the material of my dress.
My orgasm is on the edge, and I can barely hold the cries back.
When Law slips his fingers under the hem of my dress, replacing his knee with his hand, I can’t help the cry that tumbles from me.
“Fuck darlin', you are so fucking wet.” He fingers me for a few more moments before he’s pulling out and fumbling with his zipper.
When he finally manages to get his cock free I feel ready to cry with relief.
“Please Law. Please fuck me right now, I need it so bad.” The words are practically a sob. But instead of following my request he raises an eyebrow at me, fisting his cock and pumping it up and down. “Fuck, I mean daddy! Please! Just fuck me!”
He chuckles, “that's my good girl.” He lines himself up with my entrance, my leg naturally going around his hip. The two of us let out a groan of pleasure as he slowly pushes into my tight channel. When he’s fully seated he releases my hands from above my head, using the free hand to hoist my body fully around his.
He takes his time, fucking me against that wall, pushing and pulling me closer and closer to my impending release.
I’m so lost in the sensations I don’t realize other people have joined us until Law slams his hand over my mouth. My eyes flare with alarm as I hear the officers talking amongst themselves.
“Better keep quiet darlin'', unless you want an audience.” Law says in a hushed tone.
The idea of people being in the same room seems to spur Law on, his hips thrusting quicker.
I drop my free hand down to my clit and my eyes seem to roll back in my head at the feel of it all.
The sound of our fucking feelings insanely loud and yet no one seems to notice.
Law drops his head to mine, and I can feel the tension rolling through him.
He’s holding back, waiting for me to finish before he does.
It doesn’t take much, the orgasm that had been on the edge finally tipping over at the same time Law loses the fight of holding back.
I milk his cock as he fills me full. I try my best to stay quiet but I know at least one of my moans was more than audible.
I send a silent blessing to the officers who took that moment to start firing their guns, successfully covering up the sounds.
I may not have been a fan of shooting but I certainly am a fan of the range now.
Law
Fucking Thea against the wall of the shooting range was not something I thought through.
Particularly now that we are stuck in the corner while the fucking rookies play target practice.
I want nothing more than to drag her out of here and make Logan clean her up but I also refuse to let them see us like this.
No matter how hot it got us to think about getting caught.
She smiles up at me as she curls into my body, completely happy and sated. I fucking love this look on her. It makes me forget about all the shit she’s gone through and focus on all the happiness we have in front of us.
“Has anyone told him yet?”
I stiffen as the rookie, Owens I think, jumps in. “Fuck I don’t want to be the one to do it, he’s going to lose it.”
Mutter of agreement moves down the line before, “The guy is offering a shit ton of money for info on the girl.” Owens adds in. “And who can blame him? Did you guys see her?”
I feel Thea freeze under my touch, the warmth that we had created draining entirely. I glance down only to be met with her terrified gaze looking up at me.
I make it my personal mission to fire Owens the second I leave this space.
None of the guys follow up with his comment about Thea, thankfully, but each one chimes in about not wanting to be the one to tell me.
Their voices get further and further away, laughter and back slapping echoing into the hallways until the room is silent.
Bringing her here had been dumb, I should have tried to teach her at our house, it’s not like we don’t have the space.
Fuck fuck fuck. What was I thinking?! Stupid.
The words continue over and over again. My chest starts to constrict as the panic sets in.
But the soft, subtle scent of rosemary and lavender hits my nostrils, bringing me back down to reality.
And forcing those words to halt in my brain.
Thea shrinks into herself, tucking her body even tighter against mine and head pressed into my hard chest. I can feel how choppy her breathing is, the way her body quakes against mine.
“Thea,” I say gently. “Thea darlin', I need you to look at me.” My fingers find her chin, slowly raising her eyes to me. My heart cracks in two to see the tears streaming down her cheeks, those porcelain blue eyes rimmed red.
“He’s going to kill you three and take me. He’s going to do it. He’s going to.” Her voice shakes and the sob that shudders through her body is barely controlled.
I shake my head, “Royce won’t touch us or you Thea. No one is getting into this town.”
“But the guy…”
I cut her off. “The rookie you heard talking doesn’t have long here. Trust me on that. Him and anyone else who thinks they can betray us will be at the bottom of a canyon before nightfall. I fucking promise you that.”