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“I’” The sheriff’s words stirred her frohts of the handsome men
“You’d better pray I go to heaven because, if I don’t, I’e, and every old man on that jury Maybe I’ll even whisper in your wife’s ear about all the nasty things you wanted to do to me or, rather, have me do to you Tell me, Sheriff Gutherie, does your wife let you stick your cock in her mouth, or up her asshole?”
He turned a volatile shade of pink
Elizabeth laughed as the sheriff sputtered and retreated behind the door into his office She took a deep, cleansing breath She’d put hiht in hers Behind bars and, tomorroith a noose around her neck No the hell was she going to get herself out of this?
GAVAN
Gavan MacLean watched as the sheriff led Lizzie, as he’d begun to think of her, away His first glian, the day the trial started, had knocked the wind out of hily beautiful woreen eyes, and long, curly, auburn hair The pants she wore allowed every e their eyes out He knew their thoughts, for they were the saet her on her knees,Gavan wanted all of that, and more, but he wanted his name on her lips as she came
Fuck He shifted on the hard bench seat Just to be in the same room with her was to feel her pull One second, he was free; the next, he was shackled to her The vixen who’d not only stolen cattle across the territory, but whom he feared had stolen his heart as well And she was the owner of his cock No other woman would do
Her mouth spoke of a deeply sensual nature A man’s hands could span her waist, her hips flared wide to aide in both getting her with child and having it safely delivered into the world Looking at her tits, you knew no child would ever go hungry at her breast
Ach, Lizzie, take heart Caelan’s here, we’ll set things right I’ll nay see you swing,
No fucking ould the only woht in jail, let alone worse
When the judge had pronounced the sentence, Gavan had felt as though soht affect her She , but he knew it had to be an act and was relieved when she told off the judge Hell, he’d even laughed
She exhibited, what he was co to learn was her nor She was a spitfire of the first order, and everything about her made his loins burn It hen her irl behind the façade that his heart broke It had only occurred a few times, and he’d only observed it because he’d watched her closely She was brave Too brave All he wanted was for her to take refuge within the safety of either he, or Caelan’s, arms, preferably both She wouldn’t have to pretend with them They wouldn’t let her, neither in bed, nor out
Lizzie sht her scent, his cock stirred, so it h
adn’t done since he’d been cashiered out of the Her Majesty’s Ar with his best friend, Caelan MacAllister The twoan officer and a gentleman That had been a disaster, and he’d been wary since Until no, he was sure
Lizzie reminded him little of the woht be brash and te cattle and horses with an occasional bank robbery on the side Theya time or two, but Gavan had found them dull in the extreme His Lizzie, their Lizzie, he reminded himself, presented herself to the world as wild and free, mean as a snake with a mouth that would make a sailor blush, a woman who needed the protection and love that only he and Caelan could provide So insane, but that was the way of it with his cock, and his heart
Untaht before and closed his eyes, he’d easily pictured her across his knee with her botto punishment for her actions, and one he was sure would make her quite contrite
Fro in the corner, her bottom pushed out, cunny and dark rosebud on display before both he and Caelan took turns plowing one or the other together, or one-on-one Fuck, yes Thoughts of spanking her, fucking her, watching Caelan fuck her, fucking her together and watching her belly sith their child, ht that the days of having to provide his own relief would soon be over And hers for, if there was a woan