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She unclasped her bra and threw it aside. Her breasts spilled, and my dick went from hard to iron stiff.
“I like this so far.” My breath rumbled.
She looked like a fucking temptress as she lowered herself down over my abs. Her wet pussy slicked against my skin. She bent down to my mouth, her breasts resting over my chest, and I wrapped her in my hold. Her thighs tightened around my ribs and she pulled away before stealing a kiss.
“Nah, ah. I said, lie back and close your eyes. Arms to the sides.”
“You’re not making this fun,” I lied, curiosity digging into my bones.
“I promise it will be worth it.”
I closed my eyes, and she covered them with a smaller pillow.
“I’ll let you know when you can look.”
All right, maybe she was making this fun. I felt her get up off the bed with a squirm. Three breaths later, she gripped my wrist. The sound of a click registered in my ear, and I realized she’d used the cuffs I bought for her. She secured my hand to the bedpost, then the other one. My cock twitched. She removed the pillow from my eyes and straddled me again. I pulled on the restraints and my urge to touch her spiked. Blood rushed feverishly fast through my veins.
“Are you ready to watch me fuck you?”
I sucked in a sharp breath. “You have a dirty mouth.”
“Something you should have known when you went for a cop.”
She bent down and removing my boxers. I sprang free and hot.
“Shut up and fuck me,” I breathed. “There’s a condom in my jacket—”
“Already got it.” She twirled the silver packet between her fingers before lowering herself to my cock. I expected her expert hands to roll it down my length, but I got her hot lips instead.
“Fuck, Laura.”
Her tongue circled underneath my crown as she took me all the way to the back of her throat and moaned on the way up, gently releasing my cock from her mouth. She tore the packet open with her teeth. I watched her grin in the dim light, pleased she was enjoying herself. She removed the condom from within, placed it over my cap, and skillfully rolled the latex down my shaft.
An urgent surge of need rushed through my veins as she rose to her knees and grasped my cock in her hand. She stroked me three times, testing my patience, and positioned herself above me. The head of my penis passed the pressure of her opening and she sank down in slow motion, gripping me within. The deep penetration under her control made me lose control. My ribs sank in and I pushed my hips higher, hitting her depth.
She lifted her hands to her breasts and started rolling her hips, back and forth, back and forth. The agonizing rhythm had me thrusting harder with every slide. The rigid texture of her walls rubbed down my length. She was warm, wet, and smooth: every man’s dream combination. Then she pinched her nipples and let out a needy yelp, throwing me off a beat.
I yanked on the cuffs, but she clamped down around me. Every muscle in my body twisted and strained as her ass slammed down and she rode my cock. An ache built in my left side, yet I couldn’t concentrate because my head was spinning, and my mind fogged as my control dimmed.
Her hair flew wild, and sweat glistened over her body. Her hand slid off her breast and into my mouth. She slipped two fingers in, pulled them out, and brought my saliva to her mound. A zap flew down my spine right to my balls. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth. I fucking nearly lost it at the sound of her moans.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
She opened her eyes and watched me watch her touch herself. Her fingers circled over the spot I was eager to kiss.
“Laura…” I breathed, and she hastened her strokes.
I thrust harder inside her and she flew upwards. Her mouth opened, her eyes closed, and her head fell back as I pumped her while she lost herself to my dick and her touch. I lost it at the first spasm that flew through her body. Her thighs tensed and her body trembled. I gave into the pressure and emptied myself to the tune of her scream.
Her breath settled, and she slowly rose off me and freed my hands. I slipped the filled condom off my dick, tied a knot, and tossed a three-pointer in the trashcan. She collapsed on top of my chest. I smoothed my hand over her arm, deciding there was no better feeling than her skin against mine. Her cheek pressed to my chest, and her fingers danced over my chest hair.
“Next time, you’re the one getting cuffed to the bed,” I said.
“We’ll see,” she snickered.
“You like cuffing people?”
“It comes with the territory. Or, it came with the territory, since I’m no longer a cop.”
