Page 41 of Hot Cops

“You realize I’m not going to be able to let that name-calling go unpunished.”

Aaron shrugged and grinned. “Threats won’t work this time. All these years I’ve followed you to make sure you didn’t get into trouble, always letting you call the shots. Tonight is my night, Riley, and I’m going to make every minute count.”

She struggled against the handcuffs, but it was a token resistance at best. Every word he uttered drove her higher up the horny scale.

“So are you planning on talking me into an orgasm or do you actually have some plan to back up all this tough talk?”

He shook his head, undaunted by her taunt. “It won’t work. There’s no way you’re going to top me from the bottom. Now close your mouth like a good little girl or I’m gonna gag you.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

He narrowed his eyes before looking around the room—she assumed—for something to use as a gag. “I’ll be quiet,” she conceded. It was hard enough not having use of her arms. She didn’t want to lose her voice as well.

Aaron kissed her and as quickly as that, she forgot everything except how much she loved his kisses. The man certainly knew his way around a mouth. His tongue touched hers and she savored the minty tang of toothpaste on his breath. His hands engulfed her breasts, his lips taking a leisurely tour along her cheek, down her neck to her nipples. He sucked the hard tips into his mouth roughly, letting her feel the slight pressure of his teeth. She sucked in a harsh breath and squeezed her legs together, trying to create some sort of friction that would assuage her growing need.

He continued to play with her breasts until she was panting and begging for more. He was in no hurry and the siege he was laying on her body was clearly going to be a long one.

“God, Aaron,” she cried as he took his time, licking and kissing a path along her stomach. “Suck my clit. Touch my pussy.Dosomething. You’re killing me.”

His breath as he chuckled tickled her mons, but he made no move to close in, instead he simply studied her body, getting a more than up close and personal look at her girlie bits.

She jumped when he touched her knee and he laughed. “On edge?”

She gave him a dirty look. “You can’t leave me in these handcuffs forever, Aaron Young. You may want to remember that while you torment me. Turnabout is fair play in my book.”

He pushed her legs apart and settled on his knees between them. Dragging one finger along her slit, he slowly touched her from ass to clit. Lifting his finger, he showed her the juice-covered digit. “Dessert.” He sucked the finger into his mouth, cleaning it off. Jesus, every move he made was fucking hot. Like a sommelier sampling fine wine, he obviously approved of her flavor. Bending forward, he lightly kissed the tops of her thighs before he parted her folds with his fingers and went in for a good long taste.

She went into mindless mode as he alternated his movements, driving her insane with his talented mouth and fingers. While his teeth nipped and pressed at her clit, he fucked her with two thick fingers. When his tongue thrust into her channel, he used his fingers to torment her aching clit until she was gasping for breath. Three times he brought her to the brink of orgasm and three times he withheld the big ending, backing off despite her fluent cursing. She called him every foul name in the book, including cunt, when he moved away the fourth time.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Not very ladylike language, Mrs. Young.”

“And when have I ever acted like a lady? Put your mouth back down there and give me my orgasm, Aaron, or I’m gonna hurt you. Bad.”

He chuckled and moved even farther away.

“Argh!” she cried in frustration.

Aaron ignored her growl and grabbed the bag of sex toys once more. There were only two more toys in the bag and she had more than a tiny hunch which one he’d go for. Her heart—already racing—sped up even more, beating triple time when he pulled out the vibrator and the butt plug.

“Be right back.” She lay stunned for a moment, shocked he would leave her in such a state, but the sound of running water in the bathroom proved that while she was completely out of her mind with need, Aaron was in full possession ofhisfaculties. He was washing the new toys, taking care of her safely. Just like always.

The realization brought tears to her eyes. God, she wasn’t sure how she’d failed to see all of this over the years. Talk about taking someone for granted.

Never again, she decided. She’d never take him for granted again. She loved him. Loved him more than she’d ever loved another person and she was going to spend the rest of forever proving it to him.

Aaron returned to the room and she wondered what she’d given away with her face. He looked at her for a moment, really scrutinized her expression, and she knew she’d never be able to hide anything from him. He appeared to like what he saw because his face broke into a huge grin and he returned to the bed, leaning over to place a soft kiss on her lips.

“I love you too,” he murmured.

She started to protest his cockiness, years of habit kicking in. Instead, she merely nodded.

“Now. Are you ready to play?”

She took a deep breath. “What the hell have we been doing for the last thirty minutes?”

“That was just foreplay. This is funplay.”

He resumed his place between her knees and she gasped when he slid the vibrator into her pussy. No warning, no slow teasing, just functional motion. He wanted it inside her and he put it there.

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