Chapter Sixteen

Kayla walked into the sheriff’s building and tried to act as nonchalant as possible. She’d never been a good actress, but thankfully, there were only a few people there, and they were busy.

She said goodbye to the night dispatcher, stuffed her purse into the bottom drawer of the desk, sat down, and looked over the notes from the night before.

“Kayla, could you come into my office, please?”

She turned to see Zeke standing in his doorway.

She stood and walked to him. He let her walk by him and then shut the door. She bit back a scream when she was spun around and pulled against a large, hard body. Before she could say anything, he was kissing her with all the pent-up frustration she’d been feeling herself.

Her senses exploded, making a low moan slip from her mouth as her arms reached around his neck and held on. She had no idea when it happened, but when he finally let her up for air, she had her legs wrapped around his waist, and her back was pressed against the wall.

They stared at each other. The depth of heat and desire she felt would have scared her if it wasn’t for the grip he had on her and the look of male satisfaction and pure affection on his face.

“Jesus Christ, woman, If I don’t get my cock into you soon, I’ll go crazy,” he said and started to nibble on her neck.

Kayla hummed in agreement and then tilted her head to the side, giving him access to her neck.

They heard the door opening in the main room.

“Fuck,” he said and set her down.

She took several breaths, hoping to cool the raging desire and the need for fulfillment her body demanded.

“Darrell and I have men in town that will keep their eyes on us,” he said as he took a seat behind his desk.

She bit back a smile when he winced and adjusted his cock.

His eyes narrowed. “Oh, you think this is funny, Little Sub?”

Kayla bit her lip and shook her head.

He leaned forward. “I can see you holding back, and you’ll pay for that eventually.”

She shrugged and wrapped her arms around her waist. She could tell he was enjoying her feistiness even as the dom he kept at bay showed himself. He seemed to grow and turn more masculine, and it made her desire for him rise.

He growled. “We’re going to lunch today.”

“I can’t leave my desk,” she said.

“I’ll have one of the guys take the calls,” Zeke said.

She nodded.

“I’ll come get you. Now go,” he demanded.

She smirked, turned, and walked out of his office. The morning seemed to drag, and she only relaxed when Zeke was striding toward her.

“Come on, Little Sub,” he murmured and held out his hand.

She took it and kept herself from looking around the room to see who noticed. He led her out the building doors and down the street to one of the cafés. She could tell he was on high alert but acted relaxed.

Several people smiled when they came in the doors and sat at one of the booths in the back. She quickly glanced around and couldn’t see anyone who was displeased with the two of them being together.

He helped her into one side of the booth and then sat on the other. His legs were on either side of hers, holding them tightly between his.

She looked up when the waitress stood in front of them and smiled at the look of astonishment on her friend’s face.

“Olivia, have you met the sheriff yet?”

Olivia shook her head. “It’s nice to meet you.”

“You, too. Have you known each other long?” he asked.

The women smiled. “About our whole life,” Kayla said.

“That’s why I find it strange that I didn’t know about this,” Olivia said and pointed to them.

Kayla snorted. “I’ll tell you about this later. I promise.”

Olivia grinned. “You better believe you will. Now, what can I get you two?”

“What’s the special?” Zeke asked.

“Grilled cheese sandwich and tomato soup,” the girls said at the same time and then laughed at the look of surprise on Zeke’s face.

“The menu hasn’t changed in decades,” Kayla said.

Olivia nodded.

“I’ll take a hamburger and fries,” Zeke said.

Kayla smiled at Zeke. “I’ll take the special.”

“You got it. I’ll bring back water and coffee unless there’s something else you’d like?”

They both shook their heads.

“That’s fine. Thank you,” Zeke said.

Kayla kept her attention on the man who was changing her life. She always thought she’d eventually find a man and get married, but no one appealed to her until Zeke came to town.

She knew he was exactly what she needed. She tended to be headstrong and needed someone strong enough to handle her. She’d never admit it to anyone but herself. She also knew there was a streak of submission inside her that she’d never scrutinized, but now that she had Zeke, she could let that part of her free to learn her limits and the pleasures that come with submitting to someone.

Olivia brought their drinks and hurried off. She and Zeke didn’t say anything to anyone. They just stared at each other with their hands clasped on top of the table.

Kayla jumped when Olivia set their plates on the table. Her eyes narrowed at her friend because she could tell she was trying hard not to laugh.

“If you need anything else, call out. I’ll be back to check on you.” The waitress turned and hurried away.

Zeke snorted. “Eat your food.”

Kayla dipped a part of her sandwich in her soup and ate it. When she looked at his plate, she saw that the food was about gone and the hamburger was enormous.

“Are you going to eat all those French fries?” she asked.

He grinned, picked one up, and held it out to her. “I’ll give you one, but what are you going to give me?”

She thought about it for a moment. “How about a massage?”

His eyebrows rose. “Oh. What kind of message?”

“One that will help take away any stiffness you might have,” she said innocently.

His eyes widened, and then a muscle ticked on the side of his face. “You did that on purpose?”

“What?” She tried to look innocent.

“You know what. That’s another punishment on your list.”

Her stomach cramped with need, and her nipples tightened. “Punishment? Why?”

“Because you’re teasing me, Little Sub, and you know it.”

Kayla sniffed. “That’s not fair.”

“Anything the dom wants is fair, Baby. As long as he’s not hurting the sub, he can do whatever he wants to her.”

“What if she doesn’t like it?” she asked.

“If the dom is good, which I am, I’ll be able to tell how far to go. I’ll never push you past your limits, but I will persuade you to try things you might not have considered before.”

Different thoughts swirled through her head. So many things she had wanted to try in the past but hadn’t trusted anyone enough to ask.

Until Zeke.