Cops 02 - Love on the Run (9 page)

He reached for her, his hand tangled in her hair as he kissed her deeply. Tony’s lips kissed a trail along her exposed skin. Bianca’s moans filled the silent room, her eyes fluttered closed, and her head fell back in pure bliss.

He suddenly released her. “Get out of those clothes. Right now.” He was panting heavily. His eyes blazed, and his voice had turned hoarse.

She didn’t waste time removing her clothes, her desire and excitement pushing her until she stood naked before him.

“Now mine.”

Bianca’s fingers trembled as she worked the buttons on his shirt, her hands sliding inside to push the material off his broad shoulders and down his large biceps.

He was so perfect, it was breathtaking. Just the sight of him left her speechless. Her hands moved slowly over his body, caressed his sculpted chest and chiseled abs, admired the way his smooth, dark complexion contrasted with her lightly tanned skin.

Bianca unfastened his pants and pushed them along with his underwear down his lean hips. Her breath caught in her throat when his cock sprang free. Long, thick, and hard, it seemed even more impressive than it had the last time she’d seen it.

She couldn’t take her eyes off it. The longer she looked, the more she wanted it. With a whimper, she sank to her knees in front of Tony, taking his clothes with her, pushing them past his muscular thighs and strong calves until they settled in a pile around his ankles.

Leaning in, she rubbed her face over his taut belly, stopping to delve her tongue into his navel before moving past his pubes, inhaling the scent of him, worshipping the sight of him, savoring the taste of him.

Tony’s cock was directly in front of her face, mere inches from her lips. Bianca wanted him in her mouth so badly, she was damn near drooling. She reached out and wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, its girth too thick for her fingers to completely close around it.

She pumped her hand up and down his cock, and it felt like velvet-covered steel as it slid through her fist. She looked up and found Tony’s chocolate gaze staring down at her. He wrapped his hand in her hair and guided her head toward his erection.

“Suck me,” he told her, and Bianca’s mouth opened eagerly, her lips gliding over the large, mushroomed head, sliding down the veined, ruddy brown length, and taking him deep into the back of her throat.

“Oh, fuck…” Tony groaned; his eyes rolled back and his throat worked as his hands tangled in her hair.

Bianca gave an answering moan and sucked harder, his cock sliding along her tongue, and she wrapped her hands around his hips, encouraging him, urging him to take what he needed.

“That’s it. Just like that…” Bianca started bobbing her head, taking Tony’s cock deep into her throat and swallowing around the tip. Tony shuddered and thrust into her mouth, his body begging for more.

All too soon, Bianca felt Tony pull free of her mouth. He picked her up off the floor.

His mouth covered hers and his tongue pushed inside, his kiss desperate and demanding.

The hot, hard length of his dick pressed into her stomach, and Bianca could feel the needy ache building in her abdomen and spreading down to her throbbing pussy.

She felt his hands gripping her ass, moving across the plug. “It’s time to take this out.”

Bianca nodded. Tony led her over to a door she hadn’t noticed before that revealed a bathroom.

Tony placed the stopper in the sink drain and turned on the faucet. As the water ran, he squirted in a few drops of liquid soap. Once the sink was half full, he turned off the water.

Gently, he removed the plug from Bianca’s body and used a warm towel to cleanse and wipe her up before he dropped the plug into the soapy water.

As she followed him back into the office, Bianca saw that the two men who’d been setting up earlier were gone, and a man and woman had replaced them on the stage. The seats around the stage, empty only a few minutes ago, were now full, and spectators lined the two balconies overhead.

Like Bianca, the woman was completely nude, and the man with her was restraining her to what appeared to be a large cross. Bianca looked at Tony and saw that he’d moved the tower directly in front of the window.

“It’s one-way glass,” Tony explained when he came back for her and led her over to it.

“She can’t see you, but you’ll be able to watch everything that happens.” He positioned her so that she faced the window, and the head of the dildo was directly at the entrance of her pussy. He locked the cuffs around her ankles to hold her in place before he slowly adjusted the pole and eased the dildo upward.

“Ahh, yes…”Bianca couldn’t help the moans that fell from her lips as the dildo slid inside and filled her up. God, she wanted to come so badly; her body had been aching for release all day. She could feel it, just sitting on the edge, practically brimming over with pleasure and sensation, waiting to overflow and burst free.

“No coming,” Tony warned as he somehow managed to read her mind once again. He stood and disappeared from Bianca’s sight, and she felt him a short while later behind her.

Suddenly she felt a moment of panic when something wrapped around her throat.

“Shh, don’t be afraid.” Tony’s voice calmed her down immediately. “Remember what I told you. This is about trust. You have to be willing to trust that I won’t hurt you. Can you do that? Can you give me your trust?”

“Yes.” Despite only knowing Tony for a few months and intimately for only a few hours, Bianca instinctively knew that she could trust him, knew that he wouldn’t do anything to purposely harm her.

“Good.” He kissed her shoulder. “That’s what I wanna hear. Hold your hair for me.”

Bianca held her hair away from her neck so that Tony could fasten the buckle of the collar around her neck.

Once she let her hair fall free, Tony pulled her arms behind her and fastened her wrists in the restraints on the leather strap that ran from her collar down her back.

“Is it too tight?”

“No,” she managed to whisper. Tony sprinkled more light kisses along her shoulder before he disappeared again. Bianca felt like crying when he moved away from her. The restraints that held her steady wouldn’t allow her to see where he’d gone.

A red ball attached to two black leather straps suddenly appeared in front of her face.

“Open your mouth.” Bianca opened her mouth, and he placed the rubber ball between her teeth and fastened the straps behind her head. Bianca shifted the ball around with her tongue as she tried to adjust to the feeling of it inside her mouth.

“Does it feel okay?”

Bianca could only nod; the ball gag made it next to impossible to speak.

“You won’t be able to use your safe word with the gag in your mouth, but that doesn’t mean you can’t communicate with me. If you need me to stop, just shake your head, and I’ll understand.” It amazed Bianca how Tony always seemed to know what she was thinking or worrying about, and he always managed to say the right thing to make her fears disappear.

“I wish you could see yourself right now.” His voice whispered soft and low in her ear.

“All bound, gagged, and ready for me, your pussy filled and leaking, your juices already running down the dildo. And soon your ass is going to be stuffed full with my cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You want me to fill you everywhere, don’t you?” She nodded frantically; her entire body was shaking, just silently begging for it, certain that she would go crazy if he didn’t fuck her soon.

“Look at the stage, Bianca.” She did and saw that the woman was now completely bound on the cross that faced in the direction of Tony’s office. Bianca stared at the woman, and she could see the same look of need and anticipation on her face that probably matched her own.

The man standing next to her held a flogger in his hand, similar to the one Tony removed from his wall.

The lights in the club dimmed until only the stage remained spotlighted, and the music in the room changed as the show began.

Bianca watched as, almost in slow motion, the man’s hand drew back and then snapped forward, and the flogger landed against the woman’s bare breasts and torso.

A moan burst from her as a burn like nothing Bianca had ever felt before exploded across her back and ass.

The flogger landed against the woman’s skin over and over, and each time, Bianca felt the corresponding burn as Tony’s lashes mirrored the man’s on the stage.

She held the ball tightly clenched between her teeth as she whimpered and moaned, her mind begged and pleaded. She felt too hot and too cold, her skin too tight, too tender. It was too much, and yet not enough, all at once.

Finally, the man on the stage dropped the flogger, and the lashes from Tony’s flogger stopped as well. She felt Tony’s hands, gentle and soothing, warm and caressing, moving along her sensitive flesh.

“You were amazing…incredible…unbelievable.” His praise was like a calming balm, spreading over her; his kisses were soft and careful, relaxing and comforting her.

The man on the stage picked up a whip, and Bianca expected for Tony to do the same.

Instead, she felt his hand at the entrance to her anus, and he slowly worked a lube-covered finger into her puckered hole.

Bianca moaned low; her muscles clenched tight around him. Soon, one finger became two, then three, the pleasure so overwhelming it was almost unbearable.

“Like that, do you?” His voice rumbled low, and the sound washed over her, made her tingle. After a few more thrusts, Tony withdrew his fingers. Bianca heard the faint sound of foil tearing, and a few moments later, she felt the head of his dick at her opening.

“Open up,” he told her, as he pressed his hips forward and slowly worked his huge cock inside her ass.

Bianca cried out as he stretched her wide, spread her open, and filled her fuller than she’d ever been before. Her cries turned to whimpers, and she tried to pull away, but there was nowhere to go. “Shh…you can take it.” Tony gripped her ass tightly, holding her wide open, and pushed into her tight channel, his thick length slowly sliding all the way in.

Oh, God, he was so deeply inside her, the feeling as much pleasure as pain. It burned and ached, so good and sweet.

Fully seated, he thrust slow and easy, and it wasn’t long before Bianca’s body relaxed and adjusted to him. Her eyes closed, her head fell back against his shoulder, and she gave herself up to the sensations.

It had been so long since she’d been filled like this, she’d forgotten how incredible it felt to be taken this way, and she knew she’d never be able to live without doing it again…with him.

“You love it, don’t you baby?” he ground out. “You love having your pussy full, and my cock buried deep inside your ass at the same time.”

Tony thrust in time with the lash of the man’s whip across the woman’s body on the stage. Bianca’s entire body trembled as he rode her harder. She gasped and thrust back against him.

It was so good, and she was so close, the pleasure building and building, filling her up until she was ready to overflow.

“Go ahead. Come for me.” She screamed around the gag as she came, clenching tightly around Tony’s cock, shuddering almost violently.

“God, look at you.” Tony’s words barely registered before she felt his lips touch her neck. His fingers dug into her hips, slamming deep within her, rocking her with the force of his thrusts.

Her second orgasm sneaked up on her, caught her completely by surprise, and left her barely able to breathe.

“Oh, fuck…” he groaned. “Love the way you feel when you come…”

His dick seemed to grow even larger, became ever harder inside her just before he yelled out, and she felt heat spread through her as he filled his condom. Tony held her tightly against him, his breathing heavy and ragged in her ear.

Tony’s weight against her back slowly disappeared, and Bianca felt him carefully ease from her body. After he removed the gag and dildo and released her from the restraints, Bianca could think clearly again. She saw that the performance had ended, and the couple was no longer on the stage.

He pulled her against him and pressed his mouth against hers; his tongue pushed between her lips, and he swallowed her moans and whimpers.

When he pulled back, Bianca stared at him through heavy-lidded eyes. His smooth brown skin was still sweat-slicked, and it glistened under the soft glow of the light in the room.

“So, do you still think being submissive means being weak?” Bianca shook her head. “No.” A smile slowly spread across her face. “Although I think I’m going to need some more lessons just to make sure that I’m correct about that.”

“Welcome back, gentlemen.” Captain Reyes was the supervisor of the Special Operations Division, and Tony and Jack’s boss. Tony looked up to see him and Elizabeth standing by their desks.

“You two did good work on that assignment.”

“Thanks, Captain.” Tony glanced between his captain and Elizabeth. “So, what’s up?”

“Elizabeth’s going to partner with you while Jack is gone,” he said. “That gives you both a few weeks to get her acclimated on your cases before Jack goes on his honeymoon.”

His focus shifted to Tony. “Make sure she has access to all your files, particularly those on Dimitryi Ivanov.”

Tony glanced at Jack, who shrugged. “No problem.” Once the captain walked away and headed back to his office, Jack stood up from his desk.

“While you’re updating Elizabeth on our cases, I’m going to make a lunch run.” Jack announced. “Does anybody want anything?”

Elizabeth shook her head, but Tony said, “Get me whatever you get.” Once Jack was gone, Tony turned to Elizabeth.

“Here.” He pulled up a seat next to his desk. “Have a seat.”

Physically, Elizabeth wasn’t that imposing. Not very tall, with a thin, wiry body, it was easy to look at her and mistake her for someone much weaker. But it only took one look into those steel gray eyes to see the strength that lurked just beneath the surface.

“We haven’t had a chance to talk much since you transferred here,” he said once she’d sat down. “How’s it going so far?”

“Good.” She gave him a slight smile. “Everyone’s been pretty welcoming.”