Chapter 4
Willow’s POV
“You really expect me to sit here next to you like everything is normal after all that s**t in the back seat?” I said as I dropped into the front passenger seat with my legs still trembling.
The cruiser felt way too small with Grayson right beside me, his thick arm almost brushing mine and that sheriff uniform stretched tight across his chest.
My bare p***y was already soaked and every little shift made the rough jumpsuit drag across my swollen c**t sending sparks up my spine.
Grayson started the engine low and rumbling but he didn’t pull out yet.
He turned his body toward me, eyes locked on mine. “Normal is gone Willow.
Spread your knees wide right now. Hands palms up on your thighs.
Hold it steady while I test you. No closing your legs no matter what.”
