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Viviana knew Chris’s last name, she knew what he did for a living, and he was law enforcement, which she trusted, so she decided to let him pick her up at her house for dinner. Not only did he look just as hot out of his uniform as in it, he was also a perfect gentleman. Opening doors, pulling out her chair, asking her interesting and engaging questions about herself, it was the perfect first date.
They’d flirted all through dinner, stealing glances, and light touches, and by the time the check arrived, which he picked up even though she all but begged him to let her split, they’d held hands on their way back out to his car. It turned out they enjoyed a lot of the same things about their city, and their schedules were in sync more often than not. Viviana respected the work he did, even if it was controversial at times. She knew how important protecting the border cities were, and she respected a man who showed up every day for the kind of demanding work his job required of him.
“I don’t want tonight to end,” he said when they pulled up to her house.
“It doesn’t have to yet,” she offered. “I mean, I know you have to work early, and so do I, but we can hang out for a little longer . . . and, you know, talk . . .”
Chris grinned, and pulled Viviana’s hand to his lips, placing a kiss there. “Miss Reyes, are you trying to seduce me?”
Viviana’s face heated. “That depends entirely on whether or not it’s working,” she replied.
“That’s not what I’m after, you know. I don’t want you to think I’m one of those guys,” he said, seriousness lacing his tone.
“I wouldn’t invite you in if that’s what I thought,” she replied. Viviana began opening her door to get out of his large pickup truck, and he pulled her back in.
“Rule number one, babe,” he said. “You let me get the door like a proper Texan, and gentleman, got it?”
Viviana smiled and waited for him to get out, come around, and open her door for her. As he followed her to the front door, she watched him observe his surroundings, and felt incredibly safe in his presence.
Once she pushed the door open, she pulled him inside roughly and pounced, kissing him immediately. She didn’t give a single shit whether or not it was the first date, the third, or the fortieth. She could barely keep her hands to herself the entire night, and she knew he wanted her back. They slammed the front door closed, and Chris pushed her against it, his cock rubbing against her core as he lifted her off her feet and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She’d opted for a dress that evening, and was very pleased with her decision when after a few moments of making out like this against door, he slowly lowered her to her feet, but continued dropping to his knees.
“I want to taste you so bad,” he said gruffly as his hands ran up her thighs. “Are you going to be my dessert, Viviana?” He places kisses along the inside of her thigh, spreading her legs apart as he made his way up.
“Fuck yes,” she replied, barely getting the words out. It had been a while, longer than she wished to admit, since she’d been this turned on, and self-control wasn’t in her vocabulary anymore, certainly not when it came to the way he touched her.
“I love your dirty little mouth, Viv,” he said, lifting one of her legs over his shoulder and then gripping her hips, and pushing her against the door for support. “Do you like this?” he asked.
“Yes,” she panted. He’d not even touched her pussy yet, and it was throbbing with need.
“Are you wet for me? Let’s see, shall we?” Chris snaked a finger under her panties, pulling them to the side. She knew she was soaked for him, and the anticipation of his touch was making it worse.
Her breathing was labored while she watched him take his time. She muttered, “Fuck,” under her breath as he dove in and licked her clit. Instinctively, she pushed her hips toward his face more, and gripped the back of his head with one hand.
Chris pulled back slightly and grinned up at her. “What do you want me to do, Viv?” he asked her. She’d read enough romance novels in her day to know he wanted her to say something filthy, and she was happy to accommodate, so long as he put his mouth back on her pussy.
“I want you to make me come with your mouth,” she replied.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Chris ripped her underwear away, it was flimsy anyway, and dove in like a starved man. Viviana had never experienced oral sex with someone who was so engaged in devouring her, and before she knew it, her hips were riding his face and she was crying out his name, shaking.
“Jesus, fuck!” she cried out as her orgasm started to subside. “Bedroom, now,” she demanded.
“Your wish is my command,” he said, standing up. He gripped her around the waist and slung her over his shoulder just before smacking her ass and heading down the only hallway.
“Last door on the right,” she said, still panting.
Chris practically kicked the door open and tossed her gently on the bed. She crawled toward him on her knees, running her hands up his torso to take his shirt off. Once he was standing before her shirtless, she leaned back to admire his body. He clearly worked out, and she liked what she saw.
“Are you sure you want this?” he asked her, gripping her face in his hands.
“I’m completely sure,” she said. “Get over here,” she demanded, pulling him by a belt loop onto the bed with her. Chris continued kissing her, while she worked to undo his jeans, and stroked his cock, which she couldn’t wait to have inside her. Chris pulled her dress over her head, leaving her in nothing but her bra at this point, and he leaned back to look her over.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Viv,” he said.
“There’s time for that later,” she said, with a devilish giggle. “You need to fuck me now.”
