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Kelly
“So, you’re interested in coming back to my place, are you?” Trent asks me.
How can he read me so well? That’s my job. “Unless you aren’t interested in a spanking…” I leave him hanging for one seductive minute. Letting that settle in his brain. His eyes pop open and he begins to smile, toying with me.
Removing a shoe, I take my foot and run it up his leg into his crotch, feeling his hard dick beneath it. Good thing the table has a covering to the floor. A wickedly delicious smile permeates what was just a moment ago, a pretty placid face when we were discussing Owen.
Another chunk of meat for me to sink my teeth into. Two nights of yummy-goodness.
Let’s just focus on the one for now, girl.
Trent calls for the check, his face red as a beet, but his dark eyes dripping with desire and lust. I want to taste him in the worst of ways.
While Trent takes care of the check, I get my shoe back on my foot. As we step up from the table, I just happen to glance at his package. While something is definitely perking up, he has it under control while in public.
As soon as we hit the truck, all bets are off. Instead of waiting to get home, he climbs in the driver’s side of his F1-50 and pulls to the back of the lot, under the cover of night. Some trees partially seclude us from any street lights or lot lamps.
A good old-fashioned fuck in an auto. Well, a truck. It adds to the intensity of the moment. One in which he can’t wait to get inside of me.
He sets the seat all the way back as far as it will allow, making the most of the space we have. And before he can make a move, I climb on top of him, riding that hard package, driving up the heat. Trent pulls my head in to take some deliciously sweet kisses.
Before too long, the windows begin to fog up, obscuring any on-lookers from view. Trent takes my strap down on my shoulder, kissing it and moving up to my neck. He whispers in my ear with his warm, moist breath, “So, I hear you like it a little rough.”
“Maybe I do, does that make me bad?” The tingles run down my back, making my pussy wetter by the minute. “What do you want to do to this bad, bad detective?”
He reaches behind me and grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking it back and revealing my neck. He dives into it, sinking his teeth just a little. Pulling the top of my dress down, he sees my tits and places both of his hands on them, massaging them and running his thumbs around the nipple. As they become more erect, I become wetter, leaving snail trails on the outside of his pants.
“I have a mind to give you a good spanking little lady,” he says breathlessly, “for messing my pants up.” He shoves my back on the bench seat and rips my panties off, tossing them on the floor. It’s a skosh tight, but I sit up and we manage to get his pants off, at least down around his ankles.
I go down on him like I’m tasting an ice cream cone, just swirling it with my tongue when it drips. His cock is like a raging bull, wanting to hit his mark. I love to hear him moan with pleasure, so I take a hand and slide it beneath him, messing with his balls.
“Oh my god, that feels so amazing,” he moans, clenching his legs to stop an eruption.
Flipping me to my belly, he spanks my right butt cheek so that it stings as the sensation rides up my spine. “Do it again.” This time he smacks the other cheek and the tingles ride even higher into my brain.
Trent takes my hair and pulls my head back, like he does his horse with the reins. As he pulls on my hair tightly, I rise up so that my back is against his chest. He rubs my hips with his hands and he releases his grip. “Want more?” he asks defiantly.
“I want all of it …and then more.”
I turn to face him, seeing the look of delight in his eyes, I pull his long dark hair and climb on top of him, sliding down that massively hard cock of his. Trent moans his pleasure and then plays with my tits while I ride him into the sunset.
Letting go of one breast, he takes my hair into his hands again, staring me in the eyes. “Fuck me, Kelly. Fuck me like you mean it!” he almost yells his request. But I’m more than happy to oblige this cowboy. He grunts and groans his delight and pleasure as I continue to bob up and down on his dick.
The intensity climbs up and over my head as I moan and sigh in the ecstasy of the moment. Giving it all I have, I make a mad dash on his fence post, riding like the wind on a stormy day. Gasping for breath, I grip his broad, muscular shoulders and duck a little so I don’t hit my head on the top of the truck.
My pussy tightens the grip on his dick as I feel more tingles and jolts of electricity coursing through my veins. Setting my nerves on fire, desiring more of his cock in me. Once I feel my back tense with the sensation of coming, he thrusts himself upward into my box, sealing the opening.
Trent’s cock swells and he moans, gritting his teeth and throbbing his come into me. Sensing his delight in the outcome, I let go and come, mixing his with mine. Collapsing into a hug, I lay there on his chest as he strokes my hair to calm my breathing.
Leaning on him with my face in the crook of his neck, I can hear his heart beating quickly, trying to calm his racing senses down. Once we are mostly back to normal from riding the high of sex, we get our undies and pants on again.
Pulling my dress back to my shoulders, Trent starts the engine and before he takes off toward his ranch, he leans over to me and asks, “Did that qualify as a good spanking for a bad cop?”
I giggle like a little kid getting the largest piece of candy.
His candy.
