My brain jumbled and fritzed until the only thing left was his damned white piece of paper. While I was still jerking with the aftershocks, Declan knelt up over me and jacked off above my face, painting me with his release several strokes later when he came with a long, deep groan.
We stared at each other.
“Holy shit,” I breathed.
He reached out and thumbed my cheek before licking his own cum off his thumb. My heart thundered in my chest, and my dick perked up a tiny bit.
“Holy shit,” I said again.
Declan’s grin was dirty and smug. “You like that?”
I closed my eyes and leaned back into the pillow with a groan. “You’re so fucking hot. I could seriously come again right now if I wasn’t so fucking relaxed and lazy.”
The deep rumble of his laugh made me smile. I loved hearing him make a happy noise. He seemed to carry such a large mantle of responsibility, it was nice to see him take time for his own enjoyment.
“You’re hardly lazy,” he said, climbing off the bed and reaching for my hand to pull me up after him. “In fact, you’re probably dead set on going back to work this morning. Tell me I’m wrong.”
He didn’t seem particularly peeved about it. Declan was an adult. He understood about work commitments. He was the sheriff of an entire county.
“You’re not wrong. What about you? Are you on duty today?”
“Yes, but you’ll call me if you need me. Understand?”
“You’re not the boss of me.”
He turned and speared me with a look that went straight to my balls. “Is that right?”
Please, oh, please, be the boss of me, Sheriff Sexypants.
“Well, ah… fine. But only because who else am I going to call if I get into trouble? The cops. It’s always the cops. That’s just smart planning. It has nothing to do with you being my boyfr… friend.”
That wasn’t awkward. At all.
Declan’s eyes were intense in a way I couldn’t interpret. It left me feeling strange like I didn’t know where to put my hands.
I coughed a little bit, tried not to trip over the air in the room, and stumbled into the bathroom in search of Dec’s large shower. Maybe it would make a good hiding place.
Instead of following me into the bathroom, Declan turned around to answer his ringing phone. I heaved a sigh of relief. While I felt very refreshed and renewed from two hearty meals and a good night’s sleep, I didn’t exactly feel up to having a conversation about what “this” was between us.
I was halfway through washing myself when Dec’s naked body stepped into the space and crowded against me. His dry, warm skin felt delicious against my wet body, and I leaned into him without thinking. Seeking comfort from him was as natural as breathing. I may have felt awkward about talking about my feelings, but I didn’t feel the least bit uncomfortable touching him and giving him free rein to touch me the same way.
Declan reached over my shoulder for the shampoo bottle. “The department called. I have to go in for a meeting this morning after I run you back to the chalet. The county council wants to discuss a last-minute public event that will need crowd control and extra security.”
He’d mentioned the county council before. “Do you report to them?”
Declan shrugged. “Not officially. Officially I report to the citizens of the county. But when I accepted the position, I suggested adding county council oversight to the department to help prevent another situation like they had before. The sheriff abused his power which is pretty easy with elected positions like this. They’re going to try to make it official in the next county election. Meanwhile, it’s a professional courtesy thing since it was my idea in the first place.”
He was a good man. I wondered if he wanted to continue being the sheriff enough to run for re-election. I made a mental note to ask him about it when we had more time together.
But that turned out to be a joke. For the next two days, we barely had enough time to breathe, much less see each other. I was dealing with my mother’s unannounced visit and an overflowing call sheet trying to make up for scenes that I hadn’t shot the day of the tyrolean traverse, and Declan was suddenly inundated with plans for the county event, which turned out to be a big Gold Rats meet and greet in the center of town