Page 41 of The Fate of Us

“Excuse me, sir, but I believe you just broke into this place. I can arrest you for that.”

My face breaks into a smile as I turn around and find her in the hallway. My dick hard as a rock with one look at her.

She has on the damn cop costume she wore last year for Halloween. The dark blue of it making her green eyes pop. But that is not what I am focused on. My eyes move to her voluptuous tits that are barely contained in the dress. And I know her ass looks even better in it. She even has the knee-high boots on and the garter belt. I grin at her as I assess her. Last time I couldn’t touch but this time she is all mine.

I take a step toward her but she holds her hand up in front of me. “Stop right there. You are under arrest.”

I don’t stop. I slowly walk toward her as she swings the handcuffs in her hand.

“I told you to stop. If you don’t stop resisting, I will use force.”

I can see her breaths picking up the closer I get to her and I know how turned on she already is. “I’m sorry, officer, but you don’t have any jurisdiction here.”

“Is that so?” she asks me, her voice husky. She props her hand on her hip and I bite my lip at the sight of her.

I reach her and grip the wrist the handcuffs are in. “This is a crime scene and only detectives can be on the scene.”

She lets go of the handcuffs, letting them fall to the ground and presses her hands into my chest, gliding them up to my neck. She stands on her tiptoes and brushes a quick kiss across my lips. “I’m so proud of you.”

My hands go directly to her luscious ass but she pulls them away. “Well Detective, the crime scene is secure. I’ll just be on my way.”

She turns around and bends down, directly at the waist to pick up the handcuffs. It gives me a direct view of her pussy. My little wildflower is not wearing any underwear.

My hands are on her ass in seconds, pulling her against my hips so she can feel how hard my cock is. I dip one hand underneath the skirt, slicking my fingers through her center to find her already dripping for me.

She stands up and I wrap my arm around her front. “You are in violation of the law, officer. I am going to need to arrest you.”

I grab the cuffs out of her hand and lift her up. She squeals in my arms and rubs her ass against my dick. I walk her into the bedroom and throw her on the bed. I take my suit jacket off, followed by my tie.

She flips over on the bed and stares at me as she spreads her legs.

I grab the handcuffs and crawl over her, gripping her arms, dragging them above her head. “You have been a very bad cop. What shall your punishment be?”

She moans as I lick up her neck and bite on her earlobe. She struggles against me as I pull her arms up to her headboard, clasping the cuffs around the top and to each wrist.

“Those handcuffs were supposed to be for you,” she rasps.

“Mmm. I like them better on you.” I slowly move my hands down her body, twisting her nipples through the costume. My hands find the way to her thighs and I spread them even further apart. She is glistening and I cannot wait to taste her.

I lower my head as I lick up her thigh, her whimpers making my dick raging hard. But I need to taste her first. My tongue drags through her center before I suck on her clit.

“Fuck, Noah.”

I chuckle into her heat, knowing the vibrations will only make her more turned on. I lick and suck and bite on her until she is almost to the edge before I pull back. I unbutton the buttons on her costume slowly, teasing her with my hands as I move up her body. Once the costume is open, I peel it to each side of her, revealing her sexy, plush body.

My mouth goes for her nipples, sucking and nibbling on them as she moans my name. Her hips buck into mine and I know she is close again, looking for friction to get her off.

I slide my way back down her body, my fingers sliding between her folds, teasing her entrance before pulling away again.

“Dammit, Noah. I am so close. Just—just—”

I blow cool air on her clit as my finger teases her again and she groans so loud I feel the vibrations in my dick. I give her one last lick before pulling off the bed.

She is flushed all over and from the look in her eyes she likes this game as much as I do even if she doesn’t want to admit it.

“I wish I could take a picture of you like this,” I tell her, my fingers wet with her juices coming to my mouth. “You taste just as good as you look.”

“Maybe you should just finish what you started.”

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