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Alone Together . . .
“Why you like fucking with me, Lewis?” Sergeant Braddock asked, eyeing her curiously. He’d called her down to the sergeants’ office to confront her two days later after her visit with Kareema. She’d been on his mind. And he wanted to know why she liked taunting him. Well, that and the fact that she piqued his curiosity. He knew what she was incarcerated for, but he didn’t know her deal. And he wanted to know what made this beautiful woman tick.
“You’ve been here for months, and you’ve shamelessly flirted with me every opportunity you get. Why?”
She tilted her head and coyly twirled a strand of hair around her finger. Then went that sexy bottom lip; pulled into her lush-looking mouth. The shit was fucking with him.
“Do you want the truth?”
He nodded.
“Is my truth going to somehow get me charges or land me back in lockup?”
“Absolutely not. I’m asking you because I wanna know your end game? What exactly are you after?”
She shrugged. “There is no end game with me. Well, there is. I’m a woman with needs, a woman who misses the comfort of a man. I’m not saying I’m looking for that from you. Male testosterone is good for the soul, especially when a woman like me is surrounded all day, every day, by a bunch of other women.”
Something deep in his chest warmed. He sat back in his chair, a small smile curving his lips as he took in every part of her. She was fucking hypnotic. And he looked at her like he had no idea what to do with her.
Well, shit, he did. But that would require her being bent over his desk, and most likely costing him his career. Still, a man could fantasize.
“So, I don’t mean to flirt with you,” she stated, batting her lashes flirtatiously. “It happens because you are a man—lots of man, I might add. And in all of your fineness, you bring out that side of me.” She paused, taking a deep breath. “And there’s my truth in a nutshell.”
He swallowed, shifting in his chair. “Oh, is that so?” he asked in his rich, deep voice. He felt his dick becoming erect, and he cursed under his breath. He wouldn’t dare fuck with her (on the job, anyway). But he appreciated the looks of a beautiful woman, even if said beauty was an inmate. Shit. He was still a man, after all.
“And how exactly am I doing that?” he prodded, curiosity grabbing him by the head of his dick and tugging at it.
“Maybe,” she drawled seductively, “it’s because you’re so damn sexy. Maybe because I have a weakness for fine, sexy men in uniforms.”
He suddenly felt hot.
He had better get her the hell out of his office before, before . . .
Heaven licked her lips.
The sensual act caused him to groan inwardly. And in that moment, he saw himself getting up from his desk, scooping her up, knocking shit off his desk to lay her on it. Or maybe sitting her on his face, grasping the globes of her ass while he opened her up to him like a bowl of sweet cream and devoured her pussy with his mouth and tongue.
He’d continue to tongue her long after she’d soaked his face in her juices, lapping up every drop of her essence.
He swallowed again.
“And since you’re allowing me to be perfectly honest with you, Sir,” she continued, fighting the urge to lean over his desk and rub her tits in his face. “You have no idea how badly I would love to taste you. I’m horny. And if I thought for one moment I could get away with crawling under your desk and sucking—what I believe to be—your long, fat dick, I’d do it. Then swallow you whole.”
Motherfuck. The sergeant bit back a hiss as he pressed his long legs together, then ground the palm of his hand down into his lap, desperately trying to tame the wild fire spreading in his groin.
“Jesus,” he muttered. “You really know how to paint a descriptive picture.”
Heaven smiled to herself, imagining his dick bulging tightly in his pants. In her mind’s eye, she saw him with his pants draped around his booted feet, the length of him hanging out from the slit of his dick, her gaze locked on his as her tongue hovered slightly over its slit. Heat hummed through her body and her pussy hissed with an unfettered need for release.
For a slight second, nothing was said between them, and she knew he was giving thought to the idea of what it would be like having her cunt gloved around the whole length of him.
The fact that he’d allowed her to speak freely simply made her respect and desire him more. “Thanks for allowing me to talk openly with you,” she stated, sliding both of her hands down the sides of her waist, then resting them on her curved hips. “I can tell you’re one of the good ones.”
He smiled. Damn, she was one sexy-ass woman. Too goddamn bad she was here.
She licked her lips again. “Maybe—another time, another place—we’ll meet again and revisit this conversation.”
She winked.
