68. Promotion

“Hey,” Nicole gave a short upwards nod as she rolled her chair over towards Dolls’s desk. “Everything go okay last night?”

Dolls furrowed his brow as he reclined back in his chair. “What do you mean?”

Nicole rolled her eyes and groaned. “You know, with Kathy.”

“Oh, right right.” He shrugged as he clasped his hands behind his hand. “Yeah, it went alright. We had a good talk…and then we stopped talking.” He winked while sporting a playful a smirk and Nicole fake gagged, earning a small chuckle from him. “But yeah, we’re doing much better now. Things have been less tense between us since I started talking to someone about everything.”

“Yeah, I get that. Things between Waverly and I have already been getting much better and I’ve only had two therapy sessions. Which is crazy. I figured it would take much longer to actually start seeing the benefits of therapy.”

“I know! Why didn’t we do this before?”

“Because we’re stupid,” Nicole laughed. “Nah but seriously, because it’s difficult for us to talk about our feelings I guess.”

He nodded his head dramatically in agreement. “I never talk about my feelings. I’m not gonna lie, that first session was incredibly awkward. I thought he would make me talk and try to do all this reverse psychology shit like you see on TV, but he lets me set my own pace and talk about what I want to talk about, which is pretty cool. I guess I’m kind of glad that you convinced me to do it.”

“Me too,” Nicole replied as she gave him a light punch on the arm.

“Yeah,” he nodded before changing the subject. “So, you nervous about today?”

“You mean Nedley announcing the new sheriff?” She blew a stream of air upwards, causing a few of the small hairs above her forehead to quiver. Even though Nedley had already told her that he was picking Dolls to take over, she had hoped that her speech would give her at least somewhat of a chance. “A little. What about you?”

He shrugged. “Not really. I guess I’m okay with whichever way it goes you know?”

Nicole dropped her shoulders as she forced herself to relax a little bit in her chair. “Yeah, same here. I guess the part that makes me the most nervous is the possibility of it coming between us.”

“That won’t happen,” he said with confidence and without missing a beat, leaving Nicole feeling a little more relieved.

They were both brought out of the conversation by the sound of heavy footsteps entering the room. As soon as they saw Nedley, they both stood up and straightened out their uniforms, as if they were soldiers. The older man paused in front of them and looked at them with a raised eyebrow.

“Um, at ease?” He said, mocking the way Nicole and Dolls were standing, and the two relaxed with a couple of unnoticeable eye rolls in no particular direction. “Well, I guess you want to know what my decision is.”

They nodded as they awaited his response with Dolls seeming a little more patient and nonchalant than Nicole.

“Right, right.” Nedley gave a few slow nods as his eyes wandered around the room, building up the suspense. “Well, I uh—I mean, you’re both a couple of good, hard-working officers…” he scratched the back of his head uncomfortably until he finally gave up and threw his arms down. “Oh for Pete’s sake. Haught, the job is yours.”

Nicole’s eyes widened in shock. “Wait, seriously?”

Nedley nodded.

“But, I thought— I thought you were going to pick Dolls?”

“Well, I was. But you brought up some fair points when we talked about it a few weeks ago and really gave me something to think about. And then yesterday when Dolls came into my office, advocating for you to be the new sheriff, it only confirmed my realization that you were the best candidate for the job.”

Nicole looked over at her partner in confusion. “Wait, so you didn’t want the job?”

“It’s not that I didn’t want the job, but that I knew you’d be better at it than me. Yeah, it’d be great to be sheriff, but this town needs a strong leader like you to run this department. I’m good with where I’m at.” He stuffed his hands in his pockets as he shrugged in a relaxed manner.

Nicole bit back her smile, knowing that Dolls wouldn’t want her to make a big deal about it. So instead of some big gesture or even a ‘thank you’, she just gave him a quick nod before looking back at Nedley.

“Well, we’ll get you all settled in the next couple of weeks. Show you the ropes and stuff.” The corners of Nedley’s mouth curved up in the slightest smile as he awkwardly rested his hand on her shoulder as a sort of ‘congratulations’ before strolling off into his office.

As soon as the door shut, Nicole pursed her lips and backhanded Dolls in the upper arm, which he immediately grabbed with his opposite hand.

“Ow! What was that for?!”

“You knew I was going to be sheriff this whole time and let me sit here all morning, nervously twiddling my thumbs and thinking that this decision would potentially ruin our friendship?”

“Well how was I supposed to know you were freaking out about it this much?”

“I wasn’t freaking out, please.” She held up a hand in dismissal. “I was just slightly worried for your sake, you know? Didn’t want to hear you crying about it when I got the job.”

“Yeah yeah, sure.” He rolled his eyes and let out a short laugh as he shook his head.

“Well whatever, I’m just glad the anticipation is over now. And since I can now breathe again, I’m going to the break room to finally get something to eat. Want anything?”

“Nah, I’m good.”

“Suit yourself,” she shrugged before making her way towards the hall.

“Hey Haught,” he called out and she paused her stride to turn around. “Don’t think you only got the job because I took myself out of the running. He was already going to pick you anyways.”

“Yeah, I know.” She gave him a smug smile and a wink before continuing her peppy stride.

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It had been a slow day at The Grind, which seemed to be the norm lately. Business always got pretty slow around the end of May due to people going out of town on vacation and students no longer needing copious amounts of caffeine to help them study for exams. But even with the expectation of the slight downfall, Waverly still wasn’t expecting to be this level of boredom. She had already cleaned and organized everything twice, so there was nothing else for her to do except sit and wait for another customer to arrive. She sighed as she dragged a stool from the back room over towards the counter and hopped up to begin reading one of the books she had brought from home – considering she had already gone through all of the magazines.

“Whatcha reading?” Darren asked as he entered the coffee shop to begin his shift.

“Just a book on the evolution of language Gus found while cleaning out her attic. It belonged to Curtis.” She smiled as she held up the opened book to show him the cover.

“Sounds…interesting,” he gave a small smile, and Waverly rolled her eyes as she set the book back down on the counter in front of her.

“I know it sounds boring, but I like this kind of stuff.”

“Oh, no doubt. I mean, you’d have to like it in order to do a four-year degree on that stuff,” he chuckled. “So, how’s business been so far today?”

Waverly shrugged. “About as expected.”

“So dead, huh?”

“Pretty much. We’ve only had five customers so far, including Nicole and Dolls.”

“Only five?!” His eyes nearly popped out of his head. “It’s almost noon! I mean, I know it’s that time of year for slow business, but five?”

“I know. Seems a little odd…” she trailed off in thought.

“You don’t think it has anything to do with that other coffee shop, do you?”

Waverly quirked an eyebrow as she sat up in her stool. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, maybe they’re doing some sort of promotion or something? Attracting all the customers to their side?”

Waverly slowly nodded as she squinted. “Maybe? I haven’t heard anything though. I know the other shop is the place people go to when they want to hang out, but we at least get the people who are in a hurry and want to get their coffee from some place quiet and not crowded. But I haven’t really seen any of our regulars today.”

“Want me to go check it out? See if there’s something fishy going on over there? I mean, you seem to be handling this place just fine on your own,” he stated sarcastically as he waved his arms around, showing the lack of customers.

“Yeah, you know what, that’s actually a good idea. See if there’s something going on.”

“Got it,” he saluted, earning himself a groan from Waverly. “Oh, uh, since we’re here, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you.”

She looked up from her book and shrugged. “Okay.”

“Well, there’s not really an easy way to say this, so I’ll just cut straight to the point. I’m going to start looking for another job.”

She looked around in confusion, as if she had heard him incorrectly. “Wait, what? You’re quitting? But…you can’t leave! Is it the hourly wage? Because I can talk to Gus about giving you a raise once business picks back up again.”

“No, it’s not that. I’m just ready to move onto something new.”

“Like what?”

“Well, I don’t know yet. I was thinking about maybe doing some construction work? Or maybe seeing if they’re hiring in that auto shop? Something more hands-on, you know?”

“Well, this place is pretty hands-on,” Waverly held her arms out as she looked around, but quickly retracted them when she realized that looking around the place wasn’t helping her statement. “Don’t you like it here?”

Darren sighed as he slipped his hands into the pockets of his blue jeans. “It’s not that I don’t like working here, because I do. I really enjoy working with you. But I just feel like it’s time for me to move on. I never planned on spending the rest of my life working in a coffee shop. This was always just a temporary job to earn some cash, and now I’m ready to do something else. I mean, can you see yourself working here for the rest of your life? Is this really what you see yourself doing until retirement?”

Waverly paused. The truth was, she hadn’t actually thought about it all that much. Sure, she had a degree in ancient cultures and languages, and she always wanted to do something with that degree, but she had gotten so comfortable with where she was at in life that the thought of changing that now was slightly terrifying. “I guess,” she shrugged.

“Well, I think you’re meant to be more than just a barista. I know your family owns this place, but maybe you should think about moving on too. Put that smart brain to better use than cleaning an espresso machine,” he winked before his face shifted to a more awkward expression as he held his hands up in the air. “I mean, if that’s what you want, that is. If working here is what you want to do then by all means, do that. That’s cool too. But if not, I think you’d be really great at some other stuff.” He shrugged. “But yeah, just wanted to let you know so you can start looking for someone new. Anyways, I’ll let you know if I find anything out with the competition.” He nodded before walking out the door.

Waverly stood there with her eyebrows drawn together in thought for a moment, before shaking it off and sitting back down in her stool to continue reading her book, hoping that she’d get at least one customer to make her feel like she was at least doing something productive.

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Nicole drove home from work with a giddy grin on her face as she fidgeted in excitement and slight nervousness. She had originally planned on making a trip over to the coffee shop during her lunch break to tell her fiancé about becoming Purgatory’s new sheriff, but ended up thinking of a much better plan.

As soon as she got home, she darted straight for the bedside table and pulled out the purple dildo. After attaching it to the harness, she slipped out of her uniform pants and boyshorts, and pulled the harness up her hips before doing the same with her boyshorts and situating the member inside exactly how she wanted it. Once she was satisfied, she then pulled her slacks back up and smoothed out the wrinkles as she nervously bit her lower lip. Sure, she had worn the strap out in public before, but it didn’t keep her from being worried about someone catching her with it on. She wanted it to be obvious enough for Waverly to notice, but not obvious enough for anyone else to see it…not that she had planned on running into anyone else on her way to pick Waverly up from work, but the worry still crossed her mind.

When she finished putting her boots back on, she pulled out her phone and sent Waverly a text…

Nicole: Don’t drive home today. I want to pick you up. We can leave the Jeep there and I can drive you back into work tomorrow.

As soon as she sent the text, she saw the three dots pop up, indicating that Waverly was typing.

Waverly: Is something up?

Nicole: I have some good news and a surprise for you :)

Waverly: Oooh well in that case, I’ll go ahead and start closing up ;)

With an eager grin, Nicole shoved her phone back into her pocket as she rushed out the door to the cruiser, and almost immediately began driving towards Waverly’s work.

With her left hand relaxed coolly on the steering wheel, she dropped her right hand down to rest in her lap as she gently brushed her palm over the bulge in her slacks before giving it a light squeeze. She pushed her hips forward slightly and was met with the rewarding sensation of the dildo pressing against her aroused clit, and she inhaled through her nose as her eyelids fluttered shut. She hastily brought her hand back up to the steering wheel and shifted in her seat, attempting to stay focused on the road. The last thing she wanted was to have a wreck because she couldn’t keep it in her pants – so to speak. She could feel herself already getting wet and her clit throbbing more from the thought of slipping the cock inside Waverly’s ready center and just pounding her. She craved it so badly; the roughness of it all. She just wanted to hear her fiancé screaming her name as she thrusted her hips hard enough to have to worry about breaking the bed, while focusing on the lewd sounds of Waverly’s slick arousal coating her cock as she moved it deep inside her, and maybe pulling on her brunette locks…maybe.

Nicole kept her eyes locked on the road as she subconsciously rocked her hips a little, needing to feel some pressure. She could’ve come right then and there if she wanted to. All she had to do was press on the bulge just a little bit harder and grind against it so that it hit just the right spot, but she couldn’t. She had to wait for Waverly. So, she settled on the slightest bit of pleasure; just enough to get her through the car ride without feeling too much discomfort from being aroused but not being able to release it yet. A small whine emerged from the back of her throat in desperation as she pressed on the gas a little more.

Due to her lack of patience, Nicole arrived at the coffee shop a little bit quicker than expected. When she didn’t see Darren’s car, she quickly unbuckled her seatbelt and hopped out. She looked down and checked to make sure everything was correctly in place before shutting the car door behind her and practically running towards the front door of the coffee shop.

“Hey!” Nicole called out as she walked inside, and smiled when she saw Waverly’s head pop out from the back room.

“Hey babe. I’m just putting these things up and then I’ll be ready to go.”

“Okay.” Nicole nodded as she looked around the shop. “Do you want me to stack these chairs on the tables?”

Waverly popped her head back out. “If you don’t mind, that would make things go quicker.”

“If it means getting you out of here sooner, then I don’t mind one bit,” Nicole beamed as she began putting the chairs on top of the tables in record time. “Anything else I can do to help?”

“Well I was going to give the floor a quick mopping after I finish with this stuff, if you want to do that for me.”

Before Waverly had even finished her sentence, Nicole was already rolling up the sleeves of her uniform shirt. “I got it,” she said as she rushed towards the back room where Waverly was to grab the mop and bucket. When she saw the brunette, she reached out and grabbed her hand. “Hey,” she smiled before pulling Waverly into a quick kiss.

As soon as their lips touched, Waverly went slightly weak in the knees. They had been together for nearly a year and the redhead’s kisses still managed to give her butterflies. When Nicole pulled away, she instantly pouted and sighed as she watched the officer carry the stuff over to where the tables were to begin mopping. She froze and licked her lips as she scanned her eyes all over Nicole’s body. Her attention was caught on toned forearms, flexing and releasing as the officer moved the mop around, before Waverly lowered her eyes to the backside of Nicole’s black uniform slacks, which looked slightly tighter around her ass than usual. Waverly had no idea why, but she wasn’t too pressed for answers at the moment; she was just thankful for the view. She suddenly remembered that she had a job to finish, and shook her head to bring herself out of her fantasy as she turned her attention back to the task at hand.

“So, what’s the big news?” Waverly asked after finishing up what she had been doing.

Nicole put the mop and bucket back where she found them with a smile as she watched Waverly untie her apron – a telltale sign that she was officially finished with her job. “Well, I got a promotion at work.”

Waverly wasted no time in turning her head to look directly at Nicole, who was beaming back at her in excitement. “Wait, you mean…?”

Nicole nodded. “Nedley picked me to take over as sheriff! He’s going to show me the ropes over the next couple of weeks. I officially start two weeks from Monday.”

“Nicole! That’s amazing!” Waverly exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around the redhead’s neck in a slightly aggressive hug, causing Nicole to stumble back a bit. She quickly caught her balance and planted both feet firmly on the floor as she reciprocated the hug by wrapping her arms around Waverly’s waist.

Waverly quickly pulled back and looked at Nicole with a lifted eyebrow. “Okay, so if that’s the good news, then what’s the surprise?”

A mischievous smirk formed on Nicole’s face as she turned them around and pushed Waverly up against the counter. The brunette instinctively gripped the edge of the counter behind her on either side of her body, and Nicole grabbed onto her backside, pulling her in so that their hips were flush against one another’s as her smirk grew even more arrogant.

Waverly’s eyes widened when she felt the bulge pressing up against her. “Oh.”

As soon as the small word left the brunette’s mouth, Nicole took a step back. She was expecting something that showed a little more enthusiasm, and she quickly began to worry. “Is this okay?”

“Yes!” Waverly stepped closer to Nicole, closing the gap between them so they were back to being right up against each other. “I’m just a little surprised, is all. I know we’ve been…progressing in the bedroom over the past couple of weeks, but I wasn’t expecting to be using it so soon I guess.”

Nicole shrugged. “I really feel like using it tonight. I mean, as long as you’re okay with it?”

Without hesitation, Waverly nodded. “If you’re feeling good about it, then I am too.”

“Good.” Nicole smiled.

“And if I’m being completely honest…” Waverly brought one hand to the back of Nicole’s head to twirl her fiery locks around her index finger as she slid the other down the front of Nicole’s body before cupping it around her bulge, and Nicole’s breath instantly hitched. She brought her lips up to Nicole’s ear and whispered with hot breath, “I’ve been thinking about your cock being inside me for quite some time now; filling me up and hitting all the right places until I’m screaming your name…” Waverly moaned as she closed her eyes and moved her lips a little bit closer so that they were pressed up against Nicole’s ear. “I’m dripping just thinking about it, Sheriff Haught.” She lightly nipped at Nicole’s neck while simultaneously pressing her hand harder against her bulge, and smiled when the redhead’s knees gave out a bit, causing her to grab onto the brunette for support in order to keep herself from falling.

“Jesus, Waves! Keep that sort of dirty talk up and I’m not even gonna last two minutes,” Nicole shook her head as she grabbed Waverly’s hand.

“Oh, are we leaving now?” Waverly teased as Nicole dragged her out of the coffee shop.

“Yes. We’re leaving now. You know why? Because you’ve got me so turned on that it’s actually physically painful.” She shook her head, and Waverly giggled in response.

When they reached the car, Nicole reached for the handle on the driver’s side door, but was stopped by Waverly’s hand on hers.

“Actually, can I drive?”

Nicole looked at her in confusion. “You want to drive the police cruiser?”

“It works better for what I want to do,” Waverly winked. “Is that okay?”

Nicole shrugged and continued reaching out for the handle to open the door. “Go ahead,” she said as she gestured for Waverly to get in. After handing the keys over to her, she shut the door and walked around to the other side.

As soon as Nicole slid into the passenger’s seat, Waverly leaned over and planted a kiss on Nicole, hungrily gliding their lips together as she undid the woman’s belt and reached inside her pants to situate the dildo so that it was resting on her thigh. She enjoyed the sounds of Nicole’s moans for a brief moment before zipping her pants back up, buckling her belt back, and dragging her teeth along Nicole’s bottom lip until it slipped out of her grasp. Then, as if nothing had happened, Waverly started the car and began backing out of the parking space.

Nicole sat there, unmoving and trying to catch her breath at the unexpected action as she stared at Waverly with wide eyes. “What the hell just happened?!”

“I was just fixing it,” Waverly smiled. “Don’t forget to put your seatbelt on.”

As soon as Nicole buckled her seatbelt, Waverly’s right hand gripped the dildo over Nicole’s slacks and she began stroking up and down the shaft as she drove with her left hand. “I’ve got to keep you nice and hard if you’re going to fuck me.” She winked before putting her eyes back on the road.

Nicole swallowed thickly as she gripped the armrest on the car door with one hand, while gripping the center console with the other. With every stroke, Waverly pushed the base of the dildo against Nicole’s center, and the redhead knew that it was going to be a long car ride.

After a few minutes of what Nicole couldn’t decide was torture or pleasure, she finally noticed that Waverly wasn’t going towards their house. “Wait, this isn’t the way home.” Her voice rose slightly, indicating that it was more of a question than a statement.

“Yeah, we’re not going home,” Waverly replied with a smirk as she continued to look straight ahead at the road.

Nicole looked around the empty road in confusion. They were practically on the edge of town, with nothing in sight – not even a streetlight. “Then where are we going?”

As soon the question left her mouth, Waverly pulled over and parked the car before quickly unbuckling her seatbelt. She looked over at Nicole and answered, “Here” as she reached down underneath Nicole’s seat and pulled up on the lever, causing the seat to slide back as far as it could before slamming into position. She then unbuckled Nicole’s seatbelt and climbed over the center console and into Nicole’s lap as she frantically began undoing Nicole’s belt buckle. “Recline your seat back a bit.”

Everything was happening so quickly that it took Nicole’s brain a little longer than usual to catch up to what was happening, but the one thing she did understand was Waverly’s order. She wasted no time in searching for the handle on the side of the seat and pulling it up as she pushed back, reclining the seat into a more comfortable position.

Waverly reached inside Nicole’s slacks and pulled the cock out before grabbing her panties and pushing them down her legs.

“Thank god I wore a skirt today,” she said through her rapid panting in anticipation of having Nicole deep inside her. It took a little bit of struggle, and some help from Nicole, but she eventually got the garment off of her legs and threw them in the backseat. With a heavy sigh of relief and a wide grin, Waverly grabbed Nicole’s cock and lifted herself up to position it at her entrance.

“Wait, I didn’t bring any lube,” Nicole said with labored breath.

Waverly shook her head and replied, “I don’t need it,” before slowly dropping all the way down Nicole’s length with ease.

Both of their jaws dropped – Waverly’s because of how good it felt to be filled up, and Nicole’s because of…well, everything – and Waverly grabbed onto the seat beside Nicole’s head as she closed her eyes and began riding her cock.

Nicole sat there, frozen and in awe as she watched Waverly bouncing up and down as the sound of both their panting filled her ears, before she finally grabbed onto Waverly’s hips and began thrusting up in perfect rhythm.

“Oh my god,” Waverly’s face scrunched up and she sunk her teeth into her bottom lip as she gripped the back of the seat in front of her harder. “You’re in…so deep…holy...shit that feels so fucking good,” Waverly rasped between ragged breaths. Her head slightly hit the roof of the car, but she couldn’t find the desire to care at this point. All she was focused on was Nicole’s cock inside her, gliding along her walls and bringing her closer to her orgasm.

It was only a matter of seconds – and a few good thrusts from Nicole – later, that Waverly was falling into her orgasm. Her cries of pleasure were amplified by the small space as her walls repeatedly gripped and released Nicole’s length.

“Nicole!” She yelled a few times, each time getting louder and then weaker, until she collapsed forward on top of the redhead.

Nicole soothingly dragged her nails up and down Waverly’s back underneath her shirt as she regained her strength, smiling as the sound of her name tumbling from Waverly’s lips rang inside her head. Waverly slowly sat up and gave Nicole a quick kiss on the lips before pulling back and asking, “Did you come?”

Nicole shook her head and smiled. “No, but it’s ok—”

Before she could even finish her sentence, Waverly lifted herself up, clenching her jaw at the feeling of the dildo sliding out of her, and dropped to her knees on the floor in front of Nicole. She wasted no time in wrapping her hand around the cock and pumping. The wet sounds alone of her own arousal on the cock was enough to bring Nicole right back to where she was before, nearing her orgasm. Nicole grabbed the base and pressed it against her center as Waverly continued to quickly glide her hand along the shaft, and it wasn’t long until the repetitive presure against her clit sent her hurdling over the edge.

“Fuck” Nicole rasped through gritted teeth as she writhed around in her seat, riding out her orgasm until she felt the contractions subside. She let out a deep breath and dropped her head back against the headrest as she smiled down at Waverly, who was licking her arousal off of the dildo.

“Hey, that’s no fair. I want to taste you,” Nicole whined before giving her signature pout that she knew Waverly couldn’t resist.

“Aww, tell you what,” Waverly began as she leaned up to where her face was level with Nicole’s. “How about we go home and continue this in the bedroom, where you can taste as much of me as you want?”

Nicole nodded hastily. “Yes. I am one hundred percent down for that.”

“Good,” Waverly smiled before wrapping her hands around Nicole’s neck and pulling her into a heated kiss; one that she hoped would tie the both of them over during the 10-minute drive home, until they could pick things back up in their bed. She smiled against Nicole’s lips at the thought of all the things she had planned for the soon-to-be sheriff.