Eddie's Cuffs Boxed Set 1

by Rivera, Roxie

  "Ouch! Jeez!" I inhaled sharply as his palm bounced off my backside again. "Damn! It was one fucking sucker, Eddie!"

  "Excuse me?" He used that harsh, stern tone I was coming to recognize as his Dom voice. "Did you just cuss at me, Meg?"

  "I—oh, hell." There was no denying that one. "Yes, sir."

  "I think that's five more swats."

  "Oh, shit."

  "Really, Meg? That's two more."

  I clamped my lips together. At this rate, I was going to be black and blue before it was all over. He popped me twice more and I started to tear up a little. Fuck but that big hand of his hurt!

  He shifted his legs, widening his thighs, and I gasped. My clit was now in constant contact with his thigh. Every whack of his palm forced my clit against his hard, muscular leg. It didn't take me long to realize I could have a little pleasure with that pain.

  "Uh! Uh!" I cried out with each smack but started to moan a little as my clit started to throb. Oh, that was nice. "Oh! Ah!"

  Eddie chuckled as his hand delivered those last few whacks. "I see we've made a little discovery." His hands forced my thighs wide open. His fingers explored my pussy. "Look at this wet fucking pussy." He clicked his teeth. "Such a dirty, dirty girl. What am I going to do with you, Meg?"

  Even though my ass was on fire, I couldn't ignore my throbbing clit or my aching pussy. "Fuck me, sir. Please just fuck me."

  He laughed at my entreaty but didn't deny my request. He picked me up and dropped me face-down on the bed. A white-hot frisson of anticipation pierced my belly. I gripped my fluffy comforter in both hands as Eddie knelt behind me and grasped my thighs. He lifted my butt high in the air and opened my pussy with his fingers.

  "Eddie!" I shouted his name as I felt his tongue invading my cunt. He wiggled it inside my dripping wet pussy. My fingers tightened around the fistfuls of comforter as I pumped my hips and relished the wickedness of the act. He ate my pussy like a starving man, his tongue darting inside my slick passage and then swirling around my clit. He slid his fingers in my pussy and fluttered his tongue over my clit.

  Just when I started to get really hot, he pulled away from my pussy. I whimpered at the sudden abandonment. "No! Oh. I was so close."

  He spanked my ass and I hissed. My pussy clenched as the bright, prickly heat of the smack reverberated through me. I couldn’t really understand it but I was starting to enjoy being spanked. That mix of pleasure/pain was heady and enthralling.

  "Oh!" My head popped off the bed as Eddie's fat dick thrust inside my wet pussy. "Yes!"

  He laughed and swept his hand up and down my back. "You love my cock, don’t you, sugar?"

  "Love it," I agreed, breathless now. "Ah!"

  Eddie pumped his hips, his cock gliding in and out of me at a slow, deliberate pace. "You okay, Meg? Not too sore this morning?"

  I shook my head. There was a little discomfort but it was quickly eclipsed by the amazing sensation of his big cock stroking inside me. "Feels so good, Eddie."

  "That's what I like to hear." He clasped my waist and started to take me a little faster. Our bodies slapped together, flesh against flesh echoing in my bedroom. I clawed at the comforter as his plunging cock drove me closer and closer to the edge.

  "Rub your clit, Meg." His order made me shiver. "Make yourself come."

  I shifted my weight to one hand and reached down to the place where our bodies were joined. My slippery cream coated my pussy lips. My fingers quickly found my clit and started to flick. Every stroke of Eddie's thick tool made me groan. My toes curled as I chased my orgasm, that coil of bliss tightening in my lower belly.

  "Come for me, Meg."

  I couldn't deny him any demand, it seemed. As if on cue, my pussy clenched his rock-hard dick and I exploded with spasms of ecstasy. I strummed my clit as his cock plowed my cunt, the power of each thrust shoving my knees forward on the comforter. My hand dropped to the bed as my climax ended. I shivered with delicious aftershocks.

  Eddie pulled out of me just long enough to flip me over onto my back. He crawled over me, insinuating himself between my thighs, and captured my mouth in a sensual kiss. After that rough, quick fuck, it wasn't what I'd expected. I melted into him, enjoying the heat and strength radiating from his big, strong body.

  His tongue invaded my mouth at the same time his cock slid back into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rocked beneath him. We'd gone from fucking to something much more intense. This was slow and easy lovemaking and I couldn't get enough of it.

  Our tongues danced and our bodies groped. I scratched at his sides and he cupped my bruised bottom, angling my backside up so he could fuck my cunt even deeper. I gasped against his mouth and nipped at his lower lip. He grinned and kissed me roughly, his lips punishing mine.

  This time, we climbed together toward a shared climax. Eddie knew just how to thrust and shifted his body so that my clit was perfectly aligned against him. Every deep plunge of his stiff cock stoked the burning embers of my desire.

  I came just seconds before him, my lips parted against his cheek, my heavy breaths buffeting his ear. He groaned and slammed deep. I could feel his cock twitching inside me as he jerked in my arms. His hot semen spilled inside me, easing the burn of our coupling.

  For a long time, we stayed on my bed, our bodies still joined. We exchanged kisses so erotic my toes curled and my heart raced. I enjoyed the feel of his chiseled body beneath my fingertips. He cupped my breasts and toyed with my nipples. It felt good to be together like this, cocooned in my room and sharing this new thing between us.

  Eventually, Eddie pulled free of me. He stroked my face. "You hungry, sugar?"

  I nodded. "Starving, actually."

  He patted my butt and kissed my forehead. "Get dressed. I'll cook."

  As he left the room, I smiled. Me cooking him breakfast wasn't really an option. After that first disastrous try at bacon and eggs during our first week sharing a house, he'd banned me from using the stove. I was only allowed to touch the microwave or toaster oven and even then he made me put the fire extinguisher on the counter, just in case.

  I winced as I slid out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. This losing your virginity business was no cake walk! Maybe if I'd chosen a guy with a smaller dick, right? Still, I wouldn't have done it any other way. I'd given my V-card to Eddie and would never regret that. He'd shown me real ecstasy and pleasure. There was none of that fumbling awkwardness or disappointment I'd heard of from friends.

  I slid into a comfy pair of shorts and a tank top and headed downstairs. The bottom floor of the house had one of those open floor plans. No space was wasted and it gave the place a comfortable, homey feeling.

  Eddie smiled at me as I came into view. He stood between the granite counter and the stove and faced the television in the living room as he chopped veggies. "We're having omelets."

  "Yum!"

  He laughed and gestured to the television. "I switched it from the news to my sports show. You mind?"

  I shook my head. "Nope."

  It was strange to have Eddie asking me if I cared about something so mundane when upstairs in the bedroom, he ruled and made all the decisions. Were we partners here?

  He must have seen the confused expression on my face. "Meg, what goes on between us in the bedroom or, hell, anywhere we're having sex is different than what goes on between us the rest of the time. I don't need a slave and I'm not really interested in a twenty-four-seven relationship." His knife paused. "Is that what you want?"

  My eyes widened. "God, no! I enjoy the idea of being ordered around and submitting to you but I don't want to be micromanaged. It doesn't appeal to me."

  He nodded. "Good. It's not for me either." He resumed his chopping. "I know people who enjoy it and who embrace that kind of lifestyle but it's much too extreme for me."

  "Glad to hear it." I noticed the white sucker stick on Eddie's coffee table. My still throbbing ass made me feel a bit guilty. I hurried over and removed the stick. I licked
my finger and wiped away the sticky streak it left behind.

  When I trashed the stick in the kitchen, Eddie smiled at me. He grabbed my wrist, tugged me close and kissed me. "Good girl."

  I laughed. "I try."

  "Not too hard," he said and dropped my hand. "I need some reason to paddle that little ass of yours."

  "Is that going to be a regular thing?"

  He snorted with amusement. "The way you behave? Hell yes."

  I grinned. "Is it wrong that I'm kind of turned on by that?"

  Eddie laughed and kissed me again. He cupped my face and stroked my cheek. "Sugar, we're going to have so much fun together."

  The End…For Now

  EDDIE'S CUFFS 2

  ROXIE RIVERA

  CHAPTER ONE

  My cellphone vibrated in the hidden pocket of my skirt. I fished it out and tapped the screen. A little flutter of excitement invaded my belly at the sight of a text message from Eddie. He'd been away all week on SWAT team training exercises near Dallas and I'd missed him so much. I opened the message and smiled. His bossiness came through even via text.

  Where are you?

  Zeta Theta Beta Halloween party. Where R U?

  Home. Class let out early.

  My stomach flip-flopped with excitement. He wasn't supposed to be home until Sunday afternoon. I couldn't wait to see him. My finger tapped the screen and I sent my reply.

  Want me to come home?

  No. You stay. Enjoy yourself.

  K.

  Don't drink or drive. Call me if you need a ride.

  I will.

  I pocketed my phone and didn't even try to squash the silly grin curving my mouth. We'd only been dating—on the sly, of course—for less than a month. Things between us were so easy and sweet. It was the outside world that complicated things. The age thing was bound to be an issue for other people. I was a freshman in college studying biochemistry and genetics. Eddie was a decorated vet and a SWAT officer.

  Oh, and of course, there was that tiny little detail about Eddie's brother being married to my mom. Jack, my stepdad, had come into my life when I was fifteen. I'd only known Eddie briefly after that but I knew what people would think. Pervy older uncle guy chasing after his niece, right? Wrong. Dead effing wrong.

  Eddie had opened his home to me so I could cut expenses while going to college and live off my scholarships instead of taking out mega loans. There was nothing sinister behind his invite. It wasn't until after we'd starting living together that things had become, well, interesting.

  "Meg, are you listening?"

  I tore my thoughts from Eddie and focused on my friend, Lainey. "Sorry. I spaced."

  She slid a little closer so she wouldn't have to shout over the throbbing base of the music. "There's going to be a game of hide and seek on the golf course out back. You want to play?"

  "Sounds fun!" I definitely didn't want to get roped into a game of beer pong or quarters or any of the other racier games going upstairs. Co-eds, alcohol and sexy costumes were a tried and true recipe for some very naughty happenings.

  "Let's go find Cate. I bet she'll play with us."

  I nodded and trailed Lainey through the packed sorority house. It was a gorgeous place and the sorority sisters were some of the nicest girls on campus. They were the only sorority I'd considered pledging but my plan to graduate with a double degree in two incredibly tough science disciplines left me zero time for the commitment of a sorority. Besides, I'd made a couple of friends during rush, including Lainey. It all worked out in the end.

  Still, I sort of regretted not going for it. It seemed nice to have a group of sisters to rely on for support during the four grueling years of college. On the other hand, I got to go home and crawl into bed with my drop-dead sexy SWAT cop later. No amount of marble floors and housekeeping service would trump that.

  We found Cate and weaved our way through the pulsing crowd to the wide open French doors leading to the backyard. The flagstone patio led to a pool and hot tub, both in use by dozens of scantily clad of party-goers. It seemed the crowd from the sorority party next door was starting to spill into the shared backyard spaces.

  All of the major Greek organizations had houses along this side of the golf course. It seemed to be a convenient way to keep all the sororities and frats together. Also, it made easy for guests to party hop. All the gates between the backyards were open and allowed co-mingling.

  Down on the course, a young brunette in a cheerleader costume held a clipboard and signed us into the game. In no time at all, I was tagged with a bright pink glow-in-the-dark necklace and stood in a group of ten other similarly tagged people. Cate got tossed into the blue group and Lainey into the yellow group.

  The perky brunette ran down the list of rules, told us how to find the boundaries of the game and made sure to let us know there would be monitors on the course to help if there were any problems. Three blasts of the air horn signaled the end of the game. The team with the most players still remaining on the course and not in "jail" would win prizes. I had my eye on the gift certificate to the ritziest salon and spa in town.

  With one blast of the air horn, we all made a mad dash onto the golf course. We had a full minute before the seekers, three frat boys I'd pegged as jocks with grabby hands, would come after us. I intended to get far away and well-hidden before then. I wasn't about to get grabbed and felt up by some half-drunken jackass.

  Of course, my plan would have worked much better if I hadn't been wearing Mary Janes. They made my beer garden girl costume look so hot but they were damn heavy for running. Still, I made it into the trees edging the course. I was just about to crouch down when someone grabbed me from behind.

  Panicked, I started to scream but a big, rough hand covered my mouth. Lips touched my ear. A familiar voice whispered, "Sugar, it's me."

  Eddie? I relaxed instantly and let him drag me further into the woodsy area. He spun me around and pressed my back to a tree trunk. There was just barely enough moonlight spilling through the canopy of trees to illuminate his face. He grinned down at me, his shaved head gleaming in the pale white light. He wore black tactical pants and a black t-shirt. He looked so intimidating—and fucking sexy—in that getup.

  "What are you doing here?"

  He laughed softly. "Scaring the shit out of you, I think."

  I punched his arm. "You almost gave me a heart attack."

  He chuckled and rubbed his arm. "I couldn't help myself."

  "How did you get here so fast? We were just texting."

  "I was sitting in the parking lot of the security office when I texted you. A friend of mine works security here on the weekends. He spotted your car when you came in earlier."

  I gawked at him. "You're joking!"

  He shook his head. "What? You think I'd really go all the way to Dallas and not have my friends keeping tabs on you?"

  "So what? I had half the cops in Texas watching me this week?"

  "Well…not half."

  I rolled my eyes. "You're way too overprotective."

  "You know you like it." He lowered his mouth until it was just inches from mine.

  I tried not to smile but he was right. "Okay. Maybe just a little bit…"

  He captured my lips in a playful kiss. "God, I missed you, Meg."

  "I missed you, too."

  "Give me your hands."

  "What?"

  "Your hands. Give them to me."

  He used that stern, slightly gruff voice I'd come to love. The voice that made my clit throb and my pussy ache. I didn't hesitate. I held out my hands. The cool kiss of metal on my wrists left my knees weak. Eddie's cuffs.

  Those cuffs were responsible for bringing us together. Just a few short weeks earlier, he'd come home and discovered me cuffed to his bed while I rubbed a vibrator against my clit and watched one of his kinky porn flicks. Needless to say, the night had gotten very interesting after that.

  And now here we were. I was handcuffed again and Eddie stared down at me with th
at mischievous glint in his eyes. "But, Officer Crane, what did I do to make you cuff me like this?"

  "Running in the dark is very dangerous, Miss Lane. You should know that. I think I'm going to have to punish you."

  I gulped as excitement rippled through my core. "You don't have to punish me, sir. Just tell me what I can do to get out of trouble." I moved a little closer, pressing my breasts against his chest. "I'll do anything."

  "Oh, I'm sure you would, you dirty girl." He played with the lacy frills along the edge of my white peasant top. "Where the hell did you get this costume?"

  "The shop in the mall. Lainey helped me pick it out. I was going to wear it for you on Sunday."

  He grunted with approval. "It's sexy as fuck, Meg." He tipped my chin so our gazes clashed. "Maybe too sexy."

  I smiled. "Don't worry. I'm not advertising. I'm perfectly happy with the man I've got."

  "Just happy?"

  "Thrilled."

  He laughed and kissed me again. Resuming his serious officer persona, he grasped my waist. "I need to frisk you for weapons, Miss Lane."

  I squeaked as his big hands moved over my body. He rode the curves of my body and made good use of my skimpy costume. His hands cupped my breasts and then disappeared under my puffy but very short skirt. I'd worn bright green cotton boyshorts because I worried my skirt might get blown up or some dirty punk might try to flick it up for a good look at my butt. Now I wished I'd worn something sexier.

  "Oh!" With one good tug, my panties were down around my knees. "What are you doing?"

  "I need to check you for contraband and weapons." Eddie shoved me back against the tree. "Keep your legs wide open, Miss Lane, or I'll have to cut those panties right off you."

  My eyes widened. "You wouldn't dare!"

  "I'm sure a naughty little girl like you would just love to go back to that party with your bare ass on display."

  I didn't dare push it. Eddie was just kinky enough to make me do it. I kept my thighs wide as his hand glided along my inner thigh. "What do we have here?"