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door bolted me right off the desk. “We need to get out of here right now.” I rushed to put my pants back on while Caleb threw me my bra with a smile. I snapped it behind my back and tried to button-up my shirt as fast as I could.
“Ready?” he asked. I nodded to Caleb to open the door and frantically raked my hair with my fingers while looking in my compact mirror.
Caleb whipped the door open and Officer Moore was standing in the doorway, shocked and a little frightened. Caleb turned back to me and winked before leaving.
Moore stumbled into my office, choking on his words. “These papers need to be signed, Sheriff.”
I swung my chair around and looked out the window. Claire was outside and embraced Caleb. “Just leave them on my desk,” I told Moore. They drove off in a old blue Cadillac.
What the hell did I just do? A woman can be blamed for a moment of weakness but that was more than that. I had crossed a forbidden line—sleeping with the enemy. That was a big mistake and I'd only been Sheriff for a short while. What if the station found out or worse...what if they had cameras in my office. Stupid Emily White, you're going to get yourself fired. I looked around at the corners of the ceiling and didn't find anything official. I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back into my chair.
That was something special with Caleb but it couldn't happen again. But goddamn it was so fucking sexy and orgasmic. My inner thighs were still trembling. I had my fun but now it was time to get back to work. Time to forget about Caleb.
Chapter Fifteen
Caleb
The car window was rolled down and the air smelled fresh on a summer's day. Claire drove me back to the MC with the radio turned off. What a crazy forty-eight hours. My stint in the cell next to Ronnie had felt like a lifetime ago. A smile stretched across my face as I remembered bending Emily over, her moaning with every thrust, taking her hard and fast. I finally fucked a police officer—and it was the Sheriff. I felt pretty proud of myself.
The image of her bare ass begging for me flashed across my mind. My cock hardened in my pants and I knew I'd need to jerk off when I got back to the clubhouse. That woman was fucking crazy hot with her big tits and tight pussy. But my rule to never fuck the same girl twice was in effect now. Fuck and forget. Emily White was old news. Time to find my next conquest.
Claire pulled the barely running Cadillac into the parking lot of the clubhouse. Claire put her hand on my arm before I stepped out of the car. “I know this is none of my business but I think that Sheriff has a target on your back. You need to be careful how close you get.”
How could she know? She probably didn't, Claire was always looking out for us. Mason was a complete idiot for losing her. “Don't worry, I can handle her.” I said it with confidence but I wasn't even sure myself.
Everyone cheered as Claire and I walked in. I didn't know what the big deal was? I was only gone for two days in a shitty jail. It definitely wasn't prison. The entire MC was there and more. Jimi Hendrix's “Along the Watchtower” was playing through the speakers. A long banner hung across the room that said: Welcome Back. Probably Claire's doing. Big Mike picked me off the ground and swung me around like a rag doll. Slade slapped me on the back and handed me a cold beer.
Tanner embraced me. “Good to have you fucking back, Prez.”
“Glad to be out of that piss-stained cell.”
“Go relax then. We have a couple pieces of ass upstairs waiting for you.” Tanner elbowed me in the side.
My cock burrowing deep into Emily White was drilled into my head. Why couldn't I get that bitch out of my skull? Maybe fucking something new would reboot my system? “I'll get to the girls but first, you need to bring me up-to-date.”
Tanner and I walked into the meeting room and closed the door which only blocked a portion of
“Ready?” he asked. I nodded to Caleb to open the door and frantically raked my hair with my fingers while looking in my compact mirror.
Caleb whipped the door open and Officer Moore was standing in the doorway, shocked and a little frightened. Caleb turned back to me and winked before leaving.
Moore stumbled into my office, choking on his words. “These papers need to be signed, Sheriff.”
I swung my chair around and looked out the window. Claire was outside and embraced Caleb. “Just leave them on my desk,” I told Moore. They drove off in a old blue Cadillac.
What the hell did I just do? A woman can be blamed for a moment of weakness but that was more than that. I had crossed a forbidden line—sleeping with the enemy. That was a big mistake and I'd only been Sheriff for a short while. What if the station found out or worse...what if they had cameras in my office. Stupid Emily White, you're going to get yourself fired. I looked around at the corners of the ceiling and didn't find anything official. I breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back into my chair.
That was something special with Caleb but it couldn't happen again. But goddamn it was so fucking sexy and orgasmic. My inner thighs were still trembling. I had my fun but now it was time to get back to work. Time to forget about Caleb.
Chapter Fifteen
Caleb
The car window was rolled down and the air smelled fresh on a summer's day. Claire drove me back to the MC with the radio turned off. What a crazy forty-eight hours. My stint in the cell next to Ronnie had felt like a lifetime ago. A smile stretched across my face as I remembered bending Emily over, her moaning with every thrust, taking her hard and fast. I finally fucked a police officer—and it was the Sheriff. I felt pretty proud of myself.
The image of her bare ass begging for me flashed across my mind. My cock hardened in my pants and I knew I'd need to jerk off when I got back to the clubhouse. That woman was fucking crazy hot with her big tits and tight pussy. But my rule to never fuck the same girl twice was in effect now. Fuck and forget. Emily White was old news. Time to find my next conquest.
Claire pulled the barely running Cadillac into the parking lot of the clubhouse. Claire put her hand on my arm before I stepped out of the car. “I know this is none of my business but I think that Sheriff has a target on your back. You need to be careful how close you get.”
How could she know? She probably didn't, Claire was always looking out for us. Mason was a complete idiot for losing her. “Don't worry, I can handle her.” I said it with confidence but I wasn't even sure myself.
Everyone cheered as Claire and I walked in. I didn't know what the big deal was? I was only gone for two days in a shitty jail. It definitely wasn't prison. The entire MC was there and more. Jimi Hendrix's “Along the Watchtower” was playing through the speakers. A long banner hung across the room that said: Welcome Back. Probably Claire's doing. Big Mike picked me off the ground and swung me around like a rag doll. Slade slapped me on the back and handed me a cold beer.
Tanner embraced me. “Good to have you fucking back, Prez.”
“Glad to be out of that piss-stained cell.”
“Go relax then. We have a couple pieces of ass upstairs waiting for you.” Tanner elbowed me in the side.
My cock burrowing deep into Emily White was drilled into my head. Why couldn't I get that bitch out of my skull? Maybe fucking something new would reboot my system? “I'll get to the girls but first, you need to bring me up-to-date.”
Tanner and I walked into the meeting room and closed the door which only blocked a portion of
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