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She ain’t saying shit when she pushes her jeans the rest of the way down to her ankles and kicks them off.
“This is what you need, Alex.” I take my cock in my fist and stroke it through my palm. “The question is, are you gonna allow yourself to take it?” I make sure my tip brushes over her stomach as I pump myself harder, sticky pre-cum leaking onto her skin. Just like the load I blew all over her a few weeks ago. She looks down between us and closes her eyes, and I watch the lump travel down her throat.
“Yes,” she whispers, so quietly I barely hear her.
“I didn’t catch that, Deputy. You might wanna speak up. Tell me exactly what you want.”
“Jesus Christ, yes!” she growls at me, agitated, and I try my best not to grin.
“Tell me what you want, Alex, what you’ve been thinking about for the last fuckin’ week.” I press my forehead into the door over her head and whisper into her hair.
She’s hesitant at first, and I wonder if this is the moment that her pride might win. She pushes hard on my chest, and I take a step back, her eyes fierce as she looks up at me.
“I want you inside me. Now!” She drags me back onto her body and claims my lips. I give her a taste of what’s to come, sliding my middle finger through her pussy lips and circling her entrance before I slip it inside her. I feel her breath on my chest when she gasps, and her hands slowly creep up my torso and grip at my skin.
“More,” she pants before I dip another finger into her drenched pussy, still to stroke myself off against her naked skin.
I have no idea where my restraint is coming from. My cock feels double the size, and my balls are desperate to unload. And it gets harder to hold back when her finger starts tweaking my nipple ring. Still, I manage to keep myself together. This ain’t about a quick fuck. This is about her finally admitting to herself what she wants, and allowing herself to have it without guilt.
“I want to come,” she tells me, with that sweet hint of desperation that I’ve been craving all fuckin’ week, and since I’m all about the pleasing these days, I rub my thumb against her clit while I fuck her with my fingers. She moans out, her body tensing and her teeth grazing across my shoulder. She bites down hard when I hook my fingers inside her and hit her sweet spot, but I don’t flinch. I take my pleasure in her losing control. Her body trembling and her hips knocking into mine clumsily to seek out more.
“Tell me,” I remind her, enjoying every second of her pussy soaking my fingers.
“I want you to fuck me, Squealer,” she growls through her teeth, her fingers scratching at me while she gives into herself.
“I gotcha,” I tell her, wrapping my hands around the back of her thighs and lifting her up against the door. My cock finds her entrance all too easily, and I don’t waste time teasing; the girl’s wound up enough.
I slam hard into her, and I swear I almost shoot my load just from the noise she makes. Her limbs cling around me, holding tight as I slam her over and over into the back of her door. She rips at my hair and scratches my skin like a caged fuckin’ animal.
“I’m gonna come again,” she tells me, bracing herself for fucking impact as I move her hips on and off my cock and bury myself as deep inside her as physically possible. She screams out my name. My real name, and it doesn’t even bother me. Because Alex seems to be the exception to every fucking rule I ever wrote. Her pussy clamping around me draws the orgasm right out of me, and we come together. It’s fierce, raw, and I slam my palm hard into the wooden door behind her and growl as I offload inside her.
“Shit,” I mutter, seeking out her lips with mine and tongue fucking her mouth. She tastes of me, she smells of me, and I fucking love it. My still throbbing cock reminds me that for the first time in my fucking life, I just shot my load into a pair of lips below the mother fucking waist.
“You're covered, right?” I bury my head into her neck so she can’t see the grimace on my face.
“Not from whatever you might have.” She shoves me hard on the shoulder. Like she’s mad at me or something.
“That’s not what I meant. I’m fucking clean.” I’m insulted. Yeah, I’m a slut, but I’m a careful slut, or at least I was until she fucked shit up.
“I know you're clean. Your medical records were much easier to access than your criminal ones. I was joking. I do know how to do that, you know.”
“I never joke about that shit.” I pull out of her, unable to resist watching my cum trickle out onto her thigh. “I never fuck without using a rubber,” I point out seriously.
“Funny, I do recall your penis being inside me three times now without anything rubber in sight.” She crosses her arms and cocks her head to the side.
“And let’s not forget…” I step closer, letting my still hard cock press into her sweat-coated skin. “…You were the first person to set that precedent. It’s hard to put on a rubber when your hands are tied behind your back.” I say, watching the blush creep its way onto her cheeks.
“When was the last time you were checked out?” I question, and now it’s her turn to be offended.
“I have rules too you know,” she spits back, looking pissed as hell.
“Well, it seems you're a bad influence on me.” I look down between us. God, her body is fucking perfection, all flushed and fucked. She looks incredible.
“I need to shower before work, you can see yourself out.” She barges past me and heads for what I assume is her bathroom.
“Alex…” I call out after her, and she spins around impatiently. “We all need a little something for us. You shouldn't be ashamed of that.”
“This doesn't mean a thing, Squealer. Nothing changes.” She narrows her eyes at me, and I respond with a laugh that I know will irritate the hell out of her. I don’t know who she’s trying to convince, but I ain't buying it.
