Page 40 of Hot Cops

“The promise of more sex?”

She shook her head. “Riley Young. It should feel weird, but for some reason?—”

“It fits,” he finished for her.

She nodded. “Wefit.”

He grinned and placed a quick kiss on her forehead. “We’ve always fit, Riley. Just took you awhile to wise up to that fact.”

She turned back to the shower to check the water before glancing over her shoulder and giving him a mischievous smile. “To wise up or to resign myself to it?”

He slapped her ass as she stepped into the stall.

“Hey,” she protested.

“You said it was asleep. I just thought I’d wake it up for you.”

She reached out and grasped his half-hard cock in her hand. He groaned.

“I can think of much more fun things to wake up.” She dropped to her knees as she spoke and Aaron decided she had a point. An excellent point.

CHAPTEREIGHT

As they emergedfrom the bathroom, wrapped in towels, Riley looked at the clock and decided she’d finally found a city that understood her hours. Always a night owl, she loved the hustle and bustle the Vegas nights offered.

“I feel like I lived a lifetime in one day.”

Aaron walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, tugging her towel off as he did so. “It was a pretty eventful day. Leaves me to wonder what tomorrow will bring.”

“I think itistomorrow,” she teased.

His hands drifted up to cup her breasts, pulling her back against his chest and holding her there tightly. She wiggled her ass, trying to entice his cock to come out to play once more. After a quick blowjob, they’d decided to forego the shower and instead filled up the bathtub, soaking and talking for nearly an hour.

Plenty of recovery time for her newfound toy. She started to reach down to grip him but he swatted her hands away.

“I want to play,” she said, reaching for his dick once more.

This time, rather than push her hands away, Aaron gripped her wrists and forced them against the small of her back. “Bad girl,” he said, nipping at her shoulder as he spoke.

“Aaron. Stop messing around.” She tried to break free but his hold tightened and he began to push her forward. He didn’t stop until he had her facedown on the bed, his hand holding her immobile with her wrists still pressed against her back.

“I believe I was promised aget off however you wantcard.”

His words sent a slight tremor through her as she realized in the heat of the lap dance moment, she’d handed him carte blanche. That was silly…and smart. Given his penchant for rough sex, she couldn’t stop her body’s response, couldn’t wait to see where he would lead her now. The sound of a bag rustling roused her attention and she turned her head to confirm he’d retrieved the goodies from the sex shop with his free hand.

“Just remember the handcuffs were my choice…meaning I want to use them on you.”

He chuckled and shook his head. “I’m cashing in on the promise you made at Swingers. One night of sex, my way. I think it’s time you figured out exactly what kind of man you married.”

“Aaron—”

“Hush. No more talking. Just obeying. And feeling. And coming.”

She wanted to bitch about theobeyingorder, but the second two overshadowed the impulse.

Before she could say anything, he flipped her onto her back in the middle of the mattress. She only had a second to rub her wrists before he reclaimed them, pulling them over her head. Quickly and efficiently, he demonstrated his skills as a cop by handcuffing her to the bed. She wished the idea of being held captive didn’t turn her on so much, but the truth was her nipples were hard enough to cut glass and she was dripping with her arousal. Aaron took in both those facts and grinned.

“Looks like I landed myself a bondage babe.”

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