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"Are you done giving me a peep show, baby?" His voice sounds like honey over gravel. "I can watch a little longer if you want to tease me."
I turn toward the house to see him standing by the pool, naked, fisting that gorgeous, stiff, thick stick of his. Knowing that I did that to him turns me on even more, and I stroke water across my breasts. "Officer, I know I'm not supposed to be here after hours...but it's been sohot...and the water feels so good...on my skin..."
"You'd better come out right now, ma'am," he says, not moving. Hand still sliding slowly up and down. "This is against code."
"Oh, it's not actuallyillegal,is it?" I say, fluttering my lashes. "I thought rules were one thing, and laws were another. I wouldn't want to do anything that would get mearrested."
"I could run you in right now for trespassing on state property. Have you been drinking, ma'am?"
I smile involuntarily, remembering how he'd set me up with the cocktail. I love the way we tease each other, in bed and out. "Just one drink, officer. I'm not intoxicated."
"I think you should come out and let me run a sobriety check," he says. Still not stopping the motion of his hand. It's making me need him more every second.
"I think you should come in," I invite again, walking back toward the shallower end of the pool, exposing more of my body with every step. "I'm already so...wet.I'd just end up getting on you--I mean getting water on you."
"You say you're wet, ma'am?"
I step closer, running my hands over my body from breasts down my stomach to between my thighs. I slip one finger down between my secret folds, then bring it out and lick it. "Yes. Yes, I'm definitely wet, Officer. You're welcome to come check."
"Body like yours oughta be in jail," he says gruffly, but he finally moves to the shallow end and steps in, giving his shaft one more stroke. "We have obscenity laws around here."
"Oh?" I give him a fake-innocent look. "My body is obscene?"
"Obscenely fucking sexy, ma'am." We walk toward each other, and when I reach him, our bodies come together like magnets clicking into place. I hear his tiny gasp as my skin, cooled by water, touches his warmth. He slides warm, strong arms around me, and pulls me tight against him.
All the tiredness and stress I'd been feeling drains out of me. I feel loose, floaty, but anchored by the strength of this man. Anchored by the sensation of his warm wet mouth on mine, his fingers cupping my ass. Anchored by the depth of my ache for him, inside my core. Inside my heart.
He kisses my mouth, my face. My forehead. My neck, my collarbones, the tops of my breasts. One hand captures a nipple and plays with it, while his mouth slides over the other nipple, and I cry out in pleasure. He suckles me until my knees are weak with desire, and then he pulls away and spins me away from him. "Go to the side of the pool. Bend over and spread 'em, ma'am."
I'm dizzy with arousal. "But why, Officer?"
"Gotta check you for contraband weapons." That sweet gravelly voice of his is unsteady. "Gotta check these crevices. Gotta investigate thoroughly. Gotta do my job, ma'am."
I bend over, exposing all my secret places to him with complete trust.
"This is a nice one you got here, ma'am," Holt says, stroking my ass and then my inner thighs. "Quality setup. Very tight. Well lubricated. Premium piece of equipment."
I gasp as his fingers excavate my folds, then stroke gently over my sensitive nub, rubbing it expertly. Two fingers from his other hand slide into my valley, pumping in and out of me. I play with my own nipples. "You find anything?" I ask, close to ecstasy.
"Not yet. I gotta use some specialized equipment to get deeper in my investigation."
"Do it," I beg. "Check everything, Officer. Go deep."
I feel the thick head of his cock against my slick opening, and I can tell it won't take much to push me over the edge. Two strokes, then three, then five, and I am moaning out loud, my inner walls clenching rhythmically around his shaft.
When I can breathe again, I arch my back and push back against him, reaching down to touch my clit. "That's some really thorough specialized equipment, Officer," I say, feeling a second orgasm beginning to build. "Where'd you get it?"
"This?" He gives me several long, hard strokes with it. "This equipment?"
"Uh-huh."
"This equipment that's investigating you so thoroughly?"
"Yes, sir, that very excellent equipment." I'm panting, I'm so close.
"That information is classified, ma'am, but I can tell you it's completely organic." I can tell from the swelling of his cock inside me, and from the tightness in his voice, he's about to break.
"Give it to me, Officer," I moan, and then I'm coming again, a whirlwind of pleasure taking over my body as I feel Holt's hands tighten on my hips and a hot jet of wetness inside me, as he groans out loud.
We stay like that on the edge of the pool for a few moments, before he pulls out and turns me around to embrace me. I tighten my arms around his neck, and he picks me up, letting me hold him around the waist with my legs as he walks us out of the pool.
"I love you," I tell him.
He kisses me, then lets me slide down to my own feet on the side of the pool. "I love you too, baby." He takes a beach towel from the lounger and wraps it around me. "Warm enough?" It's chillier now, and already I miss the warmth of his body.
"I'm great. I'm so glad we put that pool in."
He smiles at me, his plump lips stretching into a satisfied smile. "The best part of that is that it's totally legal to fuck your wife in the water at night. Had to wait a long time for it, but it's what I always wanted.You'rewhat I always wanted, Sage. And I'll never stop wanting you."
I look at him, my heart squeezing with affection. "Same here, baby. Same here."
