Cuffed (3 page)

“Yes officer, I listened,” I agreed
and watched his eyes darken as he growled again.

“Not very fucking well!” he scoffed. I
watched him lock his door and close all the shades. I frowned, then
my eyes widened.

“You can’t be serious!” I yelped,
backing away. The desk stopped my retreat.

“What? You can seduce me in my
cruiser, but I can’t have any of my own fantasies?” I flushed at
that reminder of my horniness.

“I’m sure you do, Babe, but in your
office?” I protested, swallowing hard as he caged me against the
edge of his desk. “You know I am noisy, and everyone would know
exactly what we are doing!” I stopped speaking and watched his eyes
as he look down at my torn shirt and exposed cleavage.

“Are you hurt?” he husked and I shook
my head. He kissed me softly and then took my mouth hard. As I
kissed him back, he lifted me quickly, setting me on his desk. “I
want everyone to know exactly what I’m doing to you. I want them to
hear you fight to be quiet.” I flushed and kissed him hard again.
His hands finished what the perp’s filthy hands had started. My
officer ripped my blouse open, stopped our kiss, and looked down. I
watched his face. His smile always made me feel so sexy. “You have
bruises honey,” he stated with concern. I shrugged.

“I’m pale, I bruise easy. You, of all
people, should know that,” I answered gasping as he went to his
knees. He kissed the darkly smudged bruise left by the man when he
grabbed me around the waist. I held his head and arched back. He
pushed at my skirt and I moved to help him. He pocketed the lace
thong and leaned forward to kiss my thigh. I watched; gasping again
as his tongue rubbed on another bruised spot. His sweet actions
almost broke my bravado. I moved to show him another bruise. He
kissed and licked it too, then rubbed his face gently on my soft
stomach. He looked up. I smiled, cupping his jaw and rubbed my bare
feet on his thighs.

“Later, I want to know every detail,”
he ordered. I nodded as his mouth moved closer to my soaked slit.
“Everything he said, and did, and how the hell you got him tied up,
and dragged here.” The growled words on my pussy made me whimper.
He pulled me to the edge of the desk as he abruptly buried his face
and his tongue. I wrapped my legs over his shoulders and tugged on
his head. He munched and slurped making me tremble as I clasp him
closer.

“Your mouth is so good, David,” I
praised as I rode his face. My orgasm was coming on fast. As my
juices flowed, he tongue fucked me faster, seeming to want the wet
noises he was making. I trembled and gasped out incoherent words as
his tongue brought me so close to coming. Then he stopped! I
whimpered as he rose and took out his hard cock. He cupped my face
and I nodded. I moved without any hesitation to take him deep in my
mouth. He fiddled with my messy bun until the full length of my
hair fell down my back. I moaned on his dick, which made him groan
loudly. I swallowed him down more, deep throating him; a skill he
truly cherished. He pulled my hair and then froze as I cupped his
nuts and pushed them up against his body. I stopped sucking and
rose, turning my back to him. Pushing his papers to one side of his
desk, I sat down. With a small smile on my face, I stared at his
desk chair.

“I’d love you to eat my pussy again,
Office Hottie,” I teased, spreading my legs open wide. I begin
touching myself slowly, knowing it would drive him crazy. He sat
down carefully, unable to tear his eyes off my fingers. I leaned
back and rested my legs on the chair’s arms, pulling him toward me.
“Mmmm, I’m so wet, Babe, wet for you.” I teased. I rarely did this
in front of him. I knew that I was making him hotter, and harder,
for me. I rubbed my clit in tight circles and fell back writhing. I
was fully enjoying how naughty I was being for him. His fingers on
my thighs made my hand still, but he said to keep going. I did and
felt his hands rub up and down my inner thighs. His breathy pants
pleased me and I spread myself wide, so he could see all of me. He
grunted as his hands grabbed my thighs harder.

“Are you doing this because of what I
did that night after you attack me in my squad car?” His question
surprised me. I stopped and rose up to look at him.

“I’m doing this because I knew you
would like it.” I smiled when he looked up and then he buried his
face again. His tongue on my clit made me shriek a bit. I fell back
and gasped as I covered my mouth with both hands. He lashed my clit
and stuck a finger into me deep rubbing my pussy fast in a “come
here” motion, continuously hitting my g-spot. I fought the pleasure
and the deep stimulation as he surrounded my clit, lashing it
bottom to top, over and over again. His talented tongue was too
much. I came hard, screaming behind my hands. He licked faster and
harder, making me come again. I wailed under my hands, squirting
violently. He shoved back from the desk quickly, to avoid being
drenched, chuckling to himself. David rolled his chair up close
again as I quivered and panted. He stood, jacking a bit on his
dick.

“I am going to fuck you while your
pussy is still convulsing from your orgasms, Teach,” his gravelly
voice made me groan “YES!” from under my hands. “You are going to
scream for me, scream loud, as you come on my cock,” he threatened.
I rose up, ready to take him. He grinned at my wide eyes. He shoved
into me hard but my small cunt fought his intrusion. He grunted,
shoving harder with his strong thighs, ramming his cock in and out
of me so I creamed constantly.

“Your pussy is so fucking tight around
my cock,” he praised. I watched him take me as he gripped my hips
hard. “Love your face and how you move.” he growled as he
unrelentingly thrust into my willing slit. I panted, getting more
excited as he said these things. “You fucked me in my car,
squirting all over my uniform. I smelled you all night! I knew that
if I didn’t come home and fuck you again I would go
insane.”

These confessions made me lean closer
to him, changing the angle of his penetration. I kissed him,
desperate to stop his vocal seduction. He kissed me and pulled my
legs high over his waist. He slammed faster as I began to grind up
and down with his thrusts. He tore off my mouth and watched my
face. “Come for me, Sarah!” he ordered as I leaned back, still
holding his waist with my legs. He caressed my thighs then my
calves, as I ground harder and faster against his dick.

“You come, David!” I said as I fought
my orgasm, wanting to feel his cum inside me. “I want you to come
inside me, bare, no protections of any kind.” I smiled as it
occurred to him that we were having unprotected sex again this
week. He gritted his teeth and I saw him fight the
temptation.

“We shouldn’t Babe,” he said quietly,
but kept moving.

“No, we shouldn’t,” I purred as he
watched my face.

“Holy fuck,” he cried out as he came
hard inside me. I felt his cum wash my cervix as his cock jerked
hard. “You redheaded temptress!” he accused as I rode his orgasm
without stopping, even when he did. I squeezed him hard inside me.
He grabbed me again to stop the motions.

“Oh yea, Babe,” I crooned and held him
harder against me.

“Sarah, you are so dangerous to my
peace of mind,” he grumbled as he fell over me. I held him
tight.

“Well you blow my mind, too,” I
praised. His hardness jerked one last time, then fell
still.

“Fucking A right I do Honey,” he
agreed arrogantly, chuckling. I laughed too as he pulled off me
slowly, my legs falling away. He sat down and I moved to cuddle him
in my breasts. He wrapped around me hard and groaned. I held him
tightly, knowing he was worried about my antics at the
university.

“You go straight home,” he ordered and
I nodded. He handed me one of his t-shirts to put on and I handed
him my ruined bra and shirt for evidence. He smiled as his tee fell
to my thighs with the shoulder seams falling to my biceps. “We will
discuss this later.” He warned and I nodded again. He smiled again
and I looked down to read the legend too. “On a slow day we say,
‘Halt police.’ On a busy day we say, ‘They ran.’” I giggled then I
kissed him and opened the door turning with a wink.

“I didn’t scream,” I reminded him with
a smug grin. He moved towards me and I left hurriedly. I knew I
would get it later and that sent a pleasant shiver down my
spine.

Chapter 3

“While I bathed I thought of you,” I
said softly into the phone, loving the catch in your breath. I
smile, stretching back on your bed. I am wearing one of your
uniform shirts. I touch the collar, pulling it to my nose, smelling
you on the cloth.

“I think of you, too,” you confess. I
become still. “So what were your thoughts about?” you continue when
I don’t answer.

“I’m thinking of making another story
for you. You come home early. You find me in the bath. My yards of
hair wet and smelling of lavender, the bubbles are almost gone.
Even though the water is tepid, there I sit, humming and smiling,
lost in a happy memory. Your chuckle surprises me. Realizing that
it is you, I giggle happily.”

“I would love to catch you in my tub,
naked, wet and humming happily.” Your voice had deepened as you
talked to me. I sigh, loving the urgency of your “sex”
voice.

“Finding my own mermaid would lead me
into the depths of my passion. She would then lift me up to the
heavens in her arms.”

I lie back completely and snuggle into
your pillows. I hum a bit. Then I sing a few words of your favorite
song. You chuckle once more, causing me to stop so that I can bask
in the sound.

“
What are you doing?” you
ask. I smile.

“I am just lying in bed, chatting with
you.” I answer not mentioning that I am in your bed.

“Go on, tell me more about the story,”
You prompt. I take a moment to remember where I had left off. You
remain quiet, simply breathing in my ear. I listen to that for a
few moments before I begin to speak.

“I sit forward to open the drain.
Standing, I wring out my hair. I notice you leaning on the wall,
smiling. I pause, wondering if I should act normal and try to hide.
Or, should brazen it out and approach you naked? I decide to go
with brazen. I come to you wet and clean. I kiss you, soaking you
with my wet hair that I have draped over my shoulders.”

Your breath speeds up and I hear a
light groan. I grin and wiggle under the covers pulling them to my
waist.

“You are fantasizing,” you state
quietly. “I am loving it!” Your encouragement makes me feel that my
fantasy is productive. Your silence tells me to
continue.

“I whisper, ‘Hello Hun.’ You grab my
butt and kiss my neck. I sigh, ‘Why do I want you immediately, even
after I have just had you?’ You look at me and smile but don't
answer me for several moments."

“I wouldn’t be able to answer with
your naked body against me in the light of day.” You tease causing
me to gasp dramatically. Your breath is faster and deeper. “I might
eventually say something cocky to try to bluff you. To hide how
shocked I am to find you there. Maybe like… ‘You haven’t just had
me. I have been at work.’ Or something along those
lines.”

“Uhm hmm,” I hum as I turn to my side
to get more comfortable. “Shall I go on?” I ask as you mutter
something. I hear you shifting in the seat of your
cruiser.

“Please, Babe, go on, I am very
interested.”

“You let me back you to the bed and
push you down. I throw my dripping hair back over my shoulders as I
straddle you. You kiss me and then just look at me.”

“Yes I do love to look at you.” You
agree as your voice deepens. “If you were naked and wet, straddling
my lap in broad daylight, I must admit I would look at you as long
as you would let me.” This statement makes me wetter than just
being in your bed and wearing your shirt does.

“Really baby?” I moan out as I turn to
my back and touch my clit gently. “My being naked in the daylight
is that big of a deal to you?” I encourage.

“Oh Babe, I am a man,” you growl. You
curse loudly. I hear more rubbing noises.

“Pants a bit tight officer?” I tease.
I sink a finger over my hard clit, gasping as I do.

“What are you doing?” you demand. I
still my finger. I pant heavier.

“Uhm,” I moan, stalling. I hear you
shift again.

“Are you touching my pussy?” you
demand. I nod first then answer you.

“I did for a second,” I
confess.

“FUCK!” you yelp a bit loudly in my
ear. “You don’t do phone sex,” you remind me. I sigh as I remove my
finger from my aching clit.

“No, I am no good at it,” I agree. You
growl a bit before answering me.

“Babe, we are having a kind of phone
sex right now,” you whisper softly. I raise a brow and
gasp.

“Oh you’re right!” I respond. Your
chuckle warms me, making me more brazen. I want to please you.
“Shall I go on? Tell you more of the story I am going to write?” I
tease. I writher a bit as I spread my legs wide under your covers.
My juices trickle down my ass to your clean sheets.

“Oh hell yes!” you agree,
groaning.

“Are you touching yourself?” I quietly
demand.