Awakened

3. Gladly

You weren't sure where you were going, because you knew the station was in the other direction and the Sheriff seemed to have no intention of stopping anytime soon. But you wouldn't dare ask.

The cuffs dug into your wrists and you bounced across the back seat because the Sheriff hadn't put your seat belt on and wasn't too concerned with softening his sharp turns. You were scared now. You chastised yourself for being so stupid, for taking it as far as you did. For letting yourself get swept up in your anger and putting yourself at risk.

A tiny voice in the back of your mind was excited though. Something about being cuffed in the Sheriff's cruiser was like one of your fantasies come to life.

But this wasn't a fantasy, this was real. And now you'd cursed, kicked and spat at a police Sheriff. A Sheriff with the authority to put you in jail.

Lee was furious with you for making such a scene and making him look bad in front of everyone. The bored little rich widow needed a project it seemed, and that meant getting in everyone's way. He didn't know who the fuck you thought you were, a stuck up little bitch with too much time on her hands. He didn't know what he was going to do yet, but he knew he needed to teach you a lesson so you never tried anything like that again.

The Sheriff finally pulled over the car at the side of a dirt road at the start of some woods. You swallowed, panicking, trying to take in where you were. There was nobody around for miles. This couldn't be good.

He calmly stepped out of the driver's door, strolling around to the passenger door you were leaning against. He ripped it open suddenly and you fell straight out of the car roughly onto your back into the dirt below, your restrained hands meant you couldn't break your fall. You let out a small moan of pain.

Lee grabbed your arm and yanked you to your feet, shoving you against the car. He leaned his face impossibly close to yours.

"D'you wanna tell me what the fuck you were doin' back there?" he sneered, practically nose to nose with you.

You gasped. "Trying...t-to...save the library" you replied breathlessly.

Lee chuckled. "An' makin' a fool of me, did that help?" he asked.

You didn't respond, desperately trying to think of what to say. He slammed your body against the car again, causing you to whimper. It didn't hurt really, but you were terrified.

"Answer me, sweetness" he demanded, clutching his hand around your chin, squeezing your face between his thick fingers.

Your body betrayed you in that moment. Despite the intense fear you felt, that small part of you thinking about your fantasies earlier had found its way to the front. The way he's looking at you is terrifying, but it's so animalistic and feral that you find yourself aroused. The touch of his fingers on your skin is almost burning. You can hear how heavy your breathing is, you're practically panting. You can see your chest rise and fall as you try and calm yourself down. There's a throbbing between your legs you're struggling to ignore. You can feel the moisture pooling, you clench yourself desperately trying to stop it but it only makes it worse. You can't even imagine how wet you are.

Once again, against all of your better judgement, you let your impulses lead the way.

A slow smile spreads across your face, your lids are hooded, heavy with lust. Lee's expression begins to change as he realises what's happening. Surely not? Is she...?

"Make me" you growl, and suddenly you press your mouth against his, unleashing your tongue into him with desperation. He gasps momentarily but suddenly he grips your face tighter and returns the kiss, his tongue finding yours. It's messy, frantic, teeth clashing with urgent breaths. You've never been kissed like this in your life. Kissing is too nice a word to describe what it is.