All Chapters of Hotter Than Hell: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

I call the judge anyway. He can't make it in until the next morning so Shelby Ryan is stuck overnight in county lockup. I walk up to her front door, tip the flower pot on the front porch, and sure enough, there's her key.We don't live in the greatest neighborhood. Not that it's high crime but the small Albuquerque suburb of duplex homes is also not crime free. A loud "Woof" comes from the other side of the door. I left my gun at home in case I'm tempted to shoot the dog. I use the key and push open the door with both arms ready to save my manhood. The interior is cool, stupid woman leaves her air running on high for a dog.One hundred and forty pounds of ugly mutt hits me as soon as I take a step inside. His tongue slathers my face and sure enough his curly haired body begins the writhing motion of a dog trying to increase the size of his pack.The first time I had an intimate encounter with Daisy, he almost took me to the ground during his sexual assault. I kid you not, my balls rece

"Stop manhandling me you Mickey Mouse megalomaniac. I can walk unassisted," Shelby snarls.Where does she come up with this shit? "Not a chance. I'll see you to the next door and then meet you at the side of the jail where they'll release you.""Into your custody? What exactly does that mean?""It means that I'm responsible for you until the judge releases me of that responsibility. If you break the law, it's on me. If you think for one moment I'm happy about this shit, you're mistaken. I have a job to do and a big case to solve."She stops walking. "Please tell me you're looking into the madman who's killing the prostitutes."This surprises me because I've kept a tight lid on the similarities of the two homicides. Now that I've connected the cases, the media needs to step in and help get the word out. It's a tricky situation. I can't give too much away or I could blow my evidence and give every lunatic out there enough information to produce copycat murders. My supervisor will help an

She laughs and ignores my order. "You're disappointed Daisy's not appreciating your leg. Heel, Daisy," she says with another laugh and walks the dog to my couch. "Down." He lies at her feet like a perfect gentleman.Damn her. I'm too tired to fight and have absolutely no willpower at all when I remove the lid from the warm dish. It smells heavenly. "Sure you don't want any?" I ask tiredly as I grab a fork and remove the first bite straight from the dish.She shakes her head, watching me. I carry the casserole over to the couch along with my beer. "Sorry, shit," I say as I sit down and then quickly stand back up. "A drink-beer, water, soda?""I'm good. Eat. You must be starving and exhausted."I sit and dig in. "Yes, I'm exhausted," I manage to get out after three bites. "This is delicious.""My uncle Pat thinks so too. Of course hell will freeze over before I make it for him again.""He should have recused himself at the hearing this morning," I grumble."I'm sure he will for the next

I scan my phone contacts looking for a badge bunny. I'm sitting on my couch with my feet kicked up on the coffee table, beer resting on the table within reach. It's a little after five in the evening and I've been home for an hour. This is what my life's come to. I want a steady relationship and my next door neighbor has me so horny I'm sinking just about as low as I can go. My conviction to settle down and have the two point four children is out the window. I need to get my rocks off.I glance down at a name that catches my attention. I haven't spoken to Candy in a long time; like her name suggests, she's usually up for a hot night between the sheets. My finger moves over her number. A steady knock starts on my front door. Shit. I know it's Shelby even before I check outside.She's standing with Daisy.I open the door and the full effect of what she's wearing hits me. Skimpy skin-tight black running shorts and sports bra. The colorful head visor is the only sign of her quirky personal

We make it to the bed and I pull a condom from the bedside drawer. I removed her skirt and bra and wrangle her boots off before laying her on the bed. I leave the sexy scarf on because the longer I've watched her tonight, the more I've liked it, and fuck, her nipples are pierced too. I remove my jeans and boxers barely able to take my gaze from the pointed tips of her breasts. Her eyes remain on my cock as I slide the condom over it. I rest my knee between her splayed thighs as soon as it's on."You're big," she breathes.Exactly what every man wants to hear. I know I'm big. Again, good genes. "I won't hurt you," I say gently."Don't take all the fun away now," she says with a smile.She's every fantasy and wet dream I had as a teenager combined. Where the fuck has she been my whole life? "You want it rough, honey?""As rough as you can make it, buster."That makes me smile. She doesn't take my shit and I like it. I lift her and angle her onto the bed before coming down on top of her w