Miss Nobody Ch. 38

Chapter 38

The Sheriff

Afternoon Day 23

Jane Doe

I took the VW Beetle this time. The keys still hung on the nail outside Jonny's plant house where I left them. Fuck Jonny and his stupid fiance. I'm keeping the car.

I needed to see Bishop, make sure he was okay. Plus my suitcase was still in his boat. I'm sure the last thing on his mind was my purse. The remainder of my money inside it. Was it still on the back of the chair in Elenora's dining room? Her bloody face flashed briefly in my mind. My shiny necklace around her scrawny neck. Both were probably in evidence by now.

I parked next to the Sheriff's jeep in the parking lot even though the lot was mostly empty. The boat rocked gently as I climbed aboard. I was unsure of the etiquette when it came to entering boats. I called to the Sheriff downstairs and heard no response. I climbed down the steps.

The shower handle squeaked as the Sheriff turned off the water in the small bathroom behind me.

"It's just me...Sheriff." I called to him.

He opened the door quickly. "Jane?" He was dripping wet, holding a towel around his waist. His chest had deep cuts and bloody wounds.

"I'm so sorry, I just came-"

"It's okay. You're always welcome here."

The tears swelled in my eyes thinking about what we had been through the past couple of days. I thought of Elenora's face, raw, bloody meat as she collapsed to the floor. I looked at his chest.

The Sheriff wrapped his arms around me. "We survived."

My tears blended with the water on his chest.

"Hey." He moved my face up gently to look at him. "We survived."

I nodded. "I'm tired of surviving."

The Sheriff's mouth was inches from mine. "You shouldn't be here," his voice was low.

I nodded. "You're afraid of my curse too?" I backed away from him. My curse had him trapped in his sister's basement, tortured for three days.

He shook his head but didn't let go of my arm. "Why are you here?"

"I came to get my suitcase."

"Bullshit." He nodded toward the floor, my suitcase waiting. "I could have brought it back with me."

"I just wanted to...I'm sorry...about...everything."

He nodded and pulled me close to him again. His lips landed on mine. Tiny sparks of light shot across my nerve endings and I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer. He pulled back slightly. "Jonny?"

"He has a fiance," I said very quietly. At some point, I would cry about that but not right now.

He kissed me again. Deeper this time. He backed us against his small kitchen island and lifted me onto the counter. His towel had fallen to the floor somewhere.

I looked down at his hard cock and noticed the black buttoned dress. "I need to wash Elenora and her house off of me." This thing should be burnt.

The Sheriff pulled me into his small bathroom. He lifted my dress over my head, kissing me when it was on the floor.

We barely fit in his tiny shower. He was kissing me again and feeling the wall for the shower handle, it squeaked as he turned it on. The warm water sprayed over us.

He moved back briefly."There's not much room for movement."

I pulled him back to me again. I didn't want to stop kissing him. I didn't want to think.

"Maybe we should slow down." He pulled back again.

I nodded. "You're right, I shouldn't be here, I should just get my bag and go."

"I just meant, we should finish washing and move to my bedroom."

"Oh. I thought you wanted to stop." I blushed and moved under the water to wash my hair.

The Sheriff used his soap to wash my body. His slippery hands groped my curves and soft skin. "I don't want to stop but I am worried you will regret this."

I looked at him confused and rinsed my hair.

"Keiran? He's going to know."

"He won't tell anyone. He owes me."

"I do," Keiran admitted in my head. "I'm sorry, Ruby."

I shut him off before I thought about what he'd done to me. "He won't say anything," I told the Sheriff.

"Did you just talk with him in your head?"

I nodded. "You can tell?"

"You don't have a very good poker face. He's going to be around when we..." The Sheriff whispered.

"You still call him The Sheriff?" Keiran laughed in my head.

"Please don't." I pleaded with Keiran to not interrupt.

"I'm going to give you...two...some space." The Sheriff kissed me briefly. "Don't

chicken out." He smiled and left the small bathroom.

"We are going to have to set some boundaries," I told Keiran in my head as I finished cleaning myself.

"Yeah, tell me about it. It's hot thinking about you having sex but with my Uncle, ugh, I'll pass." I could sense Keiran's apprehension. "Just imagine the tiniest of holes...in your steel brain cage. And I will keep myself occupied. Somehow."

"You can't do that from your end?"

"You're in control of this mind meld."

"We need to figure this thing out." I tasted ashes on my tongue.

"Tell Jonny to let me out of this closet so I can look through Chef's books."

I saw the darkness around him. His eyes, ears, and mouth were covered. Like they wheeled him, straps and all into a small room and left him in the dark.

"I'm surprised they haven't killed you yet."

"Jonny's worried something could happen to you if they do something to me. I'm sure they will be testing their theory soon."

"I'll kill you myself when I get the chance."

"I know."

I did as he suggested and made the hole as small as I could in my mind. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off, wrapping a towel around me.

I felt like a teenager sneaking out as I opened the Sheriff's door to his quarters.

He was on the bed waiting for me.

I dropped the towel and climbed into the bed next to him.

He kissed me before I got awkward.

I ran my hands across his injured chest.

He grimaced as I touched one of his deeper cuts.

"Can I heal you?"

He smiled. "With Sex Magic?"

I nodded. It was my fault he had been tortured. It was the least I could do.

"I've been wondering what that would be like." He ran his thumb along my jaw.

"You have?" I raised my eyebrow.

He kissed me, his lips pulling at mine gently. He fit himself in between my legs, his hard cock pressing against my clit made me gasp. He moved his hips back slightly and slid his cock, down to press against my entrance.

"You don't have a girlfriend or fiance, or anyone that's going to be mad about this?" I asked him quickly.

He shook his head. "No. No one."

"Claire?"

He shook his head again. "Just a friend, she's married." He shrugged.

We stared into each other's eyes as his thick cock pushed into me.

I moaned as he sank himself deep.

"I see why there was an explosion," he said breathlessly in my ear. His cock sliding in and out of me.

I laughed softly under him. "As long as we don't come at the same time, we should be okay."

He looked at me like he didn't care if he did explode and bent to kiss me.

I whimpered as he pulled himself out completely.

He tugged at my nipples with his teeth on his way down. His tongue circled my clit quickly and he twirled it around, vibrating with his moans. "You taste so sweet." He kissed my lips briefly then back to my clit. He slid his fingers inside me and fucked me in and out with them. His tongue pulled my body tight. His hand moved up my body, his fingers twisting my nipple as his tongue worked its magic.

I moaned loudly as I came.

The Sheriff, Bishop, pushed his cock into my contracting pussy making me orgasm again.

"Mmmm." He thrust faster, harder. "Where do you want me to come?"

"I have an IUD. I want you to come inside me." I prepared the Sex Magic to heal his body as his eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned.

He kissed me and I felt his warmth fill me.