Something about her is so different and kissing her feels like I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. Who is this woman and how does she have this power over me?
Even now as I fill my hands with her ass and her legs wrap around me, it’s like we’ve both been starved for this exact moment. Like our souls have been waiting all this time and finally, finally we’re together at last.
My need is too much and I have to have it sated. My cock is aching between us and I need some relief. If I can just grind against her a few more times I’ll cum on myself and it will be enough for now.
“Don’t stop,” she whines when I pull back to look in her eyes.
“Never,” I groan. “I’m just gonna rub on you a little until I cum.”
“Oh god.” Her eyes widen, but I feel the heat between her legs move over my hard ridge. “I-I think I might too.”
“Good girl,” I whisper, and her cheeks flush.
My lips are on hers again and the slick feel of her tongue on mine almost sends me over the edge. What does she taste like between her thighs? The thought of eating her pussy has cum leaking from me and into my boxer briefs. I’m going to make a fucking mess on them, but I don’t care.
Without thinking I turn her and press her up against the bookshelf. She moans loudly as I thrust against her just like I would if we were fucking. I want to slip my fingers under her panties to see how soaked she is, but her legs wrap around me tighter.
A sound nearby causes me to open my eyes, and when I do I’m face to face with a set of bright green eyes. Eyes that are so close it startles me.
“Oh shit,” I call out as I grab Barbie in my arms and push away from the bookshelf.
Everything happens so fast I have no idea what goes first, but at the same time I push away a black cat jumps off the shelf, sending the entire thing backwards and all the books with it.
“Romeo!” Barbie shouts and the loud crash of the books echoes in the room.
Just as she gasps, blue lights fill the bookstore and two police officers walk in.
“Shit,” I whisper, and I don’t know what’s worse. Knocking over the bookshelf, the cops showing up, or the fact that I’ve still got a ten-inch erection that’s not close to going down wedged between her thighs.
Chapter Five
Barbie
I bury my face into Shaw’s neck as I pretend to hide there. This is not happening. Everyone in town is going to be talking about this. There’s no way it’s not getting out and everyone knows everything.
Not only am I selling dirty books but now I’m getting it on in the middle of my store. I groan when I hear Missy’s high-pitched squeal. Lovely. This keeps getting worse by the second and all the desire I was feeling moments ago starts to fade.
“It’s okay,” Shaw whispers in my ear. He hugs me tighter and I fight a whimper when I feel his hard-on dig into me. Slowly I slip down his giant body until my feet hit the floor.
“This is definitely against health codes. Shut this place down!” Missy snaps, and my stomach drops. I know it’s not against any health code, but the thought of closing down my store breaks my heart.
“Can you get her out of here? She’s trespassing,” Shaw’s voice rumbles.
I glance at Missy and see she’s pissed off. She’s glaring at the both of us and if I didn’t know better, I’d swear there was jealousy in her eyes.
“I’m not trespassing. I own the shop next door.”
“This isn't next door,” Shaw tosses back at her like she’s an idiot. The cop stands there looking a little confused on what to do as their eyes bounce between all of us.
“Missy,” one of them finally says, standing up a little straighter. His uniform looks one size too big for him. “Why don’t you go back next door?”
Her mouth falls open. “Clarence! If you ever want coffee from my shop again you better shut this place down,” she sasses, pointing her shiny red nail at him.
“Barbara has free coffee.” Shaw nods towards my coffee maker.
If looks could kill I’d be dead.
“Look what they did in here.” Missy motions to the giant mess and Romeo goes strolling by like he didn’t have a thing to do with any of it. He jumps up on my desk and lies down to take a nap. “They even have wild animals running around.” She turns her lip up at Romeo.
“That’s a cat.” He is a troublemaker but that’s neither here nor there. He’s cute as a button so he can get away with it.
“She can make a mess in her own shop if she wants,” the other cop points out, and I see his name badge reads Thomas.
“You two are worthless.” Missy turns and stomps off.
“That woman hates me,” I mumble.
“Who cares?” Shaw shakes his head, but I kind of care. She has a lot of business over there at her place. Everyone knows who she is and I’m sure she has lots to tell them about me.
“Don’t worry about Missy. She’s always carrying on about something.” The cops look around my store. “Everything okay in here?” Thomas asks.
“It’s fine. Is there something we can help you with? My girl is closed.” Shaw drapes his arm over my shoulder in a possessive hold.
“We got a call you might be poisoning people,” the other cop says. “I think we know who made the call but we have to respond.” He gives an apologetic smile.
“Isn't it against the law to make false calls to the police or something?” If anyone should get in trouble, it’s Missy.
“Yeah, if we actually know without a doubt who made the call.”
“Sounds like you’ve got something to investigate. I’ll see you out.” Shaw drops his arm from around my shoulder. He wants the cops gone but is it because he wants to get back to what we were doing, or clean up? I know which one I want to do but I have a feeling cleaning up is going to take precedence.
“You know your back door lock is busted,” Thomas says, not moving from where he’s standing.
“What?” I hardly use the back door unless I’m taking trash out. I don’t have a ton, so I only go out that door once a week maybe.
“We circled the back before we came in. The lock is busted off. From the look on your face I’m guessing you didn't know.” I turn to go look for myself and Shaw snags me around the waist, stopping me.
“Your place is upstairs?” I nod. “Let me go have a look.” He drops his arm from around me and steps over some books.
“We’ll go,” the other cop says, but Shaw is already on his way to the back of the store. The two cops follow after him and Shaw barks at them to not step on any of my books. I fight a smile—he’s worried about hurting them.
When they said the lock was broken, I figured it had to be an accident or something. I wouldn't put it past Missy to do something just to needle me. Does Shaw think someone is up in my place?
“Babe, stay.” Shaw stops at the door that goes into my back storage area and the stairs that go up to my place. He takes up the whole doorframe so the two officers have to stop because he’s in the way. It’s humorous that he’s bigger than both of them. “Please,” he adds as a second thought.