Page 214 of Hot Cops

When they arrived at his house, she followed him in, neither of them speaking or stopping as he led the way to his bedroom.

“In a hurry?” she teased.

“I’m about to explode. Take off those clothes. I’m in the mood to do a little partying naked.”

They helped each other undress, their hands fumbling in their haste. When they were completely naked, Jarod picked Stephanie up and tossed her on the bed. She giggled as she bounced, the sound dying in her throat when he grasped her wrists, quickly and effectively handcuffing her to his headboard.

“What the hell?”

“Thought you might need a little help staying put.”

She fought against the restraints, trying to ignore the arousal dampening her pussy. God, this was totally hot. “You’re cheating on the test.”

“Mmm hmm,” he hummed, placing a soft kiss on her stomach.

“This is a false arrest.”

He ran his hands along her rib cage before taking a breast in each hand. “You can report me to my captain in the morning. I’ll invite him around for breakfast if you want.”

“Jarod.”

He paused, looking at her. “Do you really want me to set you free?”

She shook her head, not needing a moment to think about it. “Later. You can unlock the cuffs after you rock my world.”

He grinned. “That’s my girl.”

Jarod bent forward, taking her nipple into his mouth. She groaned at the tight suction, the pleasurable pain sending sparks throughout her body. She squirmed as Jarod licked, sucked and bit every inch of her sensitive skin.

Swiping his tongue through the valley between her breasts, he straddled her stomach, and she recalled the night he said he wanted to fuck her there.

He glanced at her. She was his captive, his to control and command. And yet…

“Do it.”

He grinned in the face of her permission, and she winked at him. She’d never be anyone’s toy.

Placing his cock in the valley, he gripped her breasts and pushed them together. Rubbing them against his hard-on, he moved forward and back, letting the friction of her body drive his arousal. This position gave her the perfect view of his incredible body. She enjoyed the flush that covered his cheeks, licking her lips as she imagined tasting the slight tang of the sweat glistening on his chest. His breathing hitched and she knew he was close.

“Come on me.”

His unfocused gaze drifted to her face and he shook his head. “No. Not tonight.” He released her breasts, and she instantly felt the loss of his body heat as he moved away. She pressed her legs together, amazed to realize how aroused she was.

She heard the clinking of metal and glanced above her head in time to see him remove the cuffs. While she’d loved his bondage—and couldn’t wait to explore that concept with him more later—she was grateful for her freedom.

She ran her fingers through his thick hair and stroked his hard muscles. Jarod kissed her, and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he placed his cock at the entrance to her body.

“I love being with you, Stephanie.”

She smiled and decided to hell with it when she felt the first tear slide down her cheek.

Jarod captured her gaze and held it as he pushed inside. She sighed with relief when he was buried to the hilt. She needed this. Needed him.

Resting on his elbows, Jarod held her face in his hands as he kissed her, his cock rocking in and out, the slow and steady pace more erotic than the hard thrusts she’d come to love. He was surrounding her with his body, his strength. Soon, she was trembling beneath him, her climax seeming to last forever.

She heard Jarod’s relieved cries as he came, filling her with his come, both of them clinging to each other as the sensual storm crashed over them.

Jarod moved to the side, taking Stephanie with him, neither of them ready to separate yet. They lay facing each other for several long minutes, neither of them sleeping or speaking.

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