I keep her in the car while I go inside and get a room.
My heart starts pounding when I get my hands on her again. I’m holding her bicep and guiding her to the stairwell.
She smells so good. She feels so tiny against me.
“Is this it?” she asks when I stop in front of our door. Room 209.
I slide the keycard in and swing the door open.
“Last chance,” I warn her as I hold the door open. I desperately want her to come in, but I want her to want to come in. Otherwise, I’m just as bad as the men I’ve put behind bars. “I’ll take off the cuffs if you want, Mindy. You’re free to go and if you choose, you’ll never see me again.”
I’m not sure if the words coming out of my mouth are true or not… I don’t know what I’ll do if she says no. If she tries to leave.
Would I be strong enough to let her go? Would I be able to stop myself from stalking her?
Luckily, I don’t have to find out the answers to these hard questions.
“I’m all yours, Officer Hardin,” she says as she steps inside the room. “You can do as you please with me.”
My dick aches it’s so hard. A dark grin settles over my mouth as I step into the room and close the door. She gulps when I slide the lock in place, trapping us in.
“Hands on the wall,” I grunt in a deep throaty voice. I’m so turned on right now that my regular voice is gone.
She immediately places her palms on the wall once again and sticks her ass in the air as she waits for me to pat her down. The handcuffs are dangling from her left wrist.
I grab her tiny wrists with my big hand and pin them to the wall as I look her up and down. She starts breathing heavily as I place my palm on the inside of her thigh.
“Any contraband on you?” I grunt.
“No.” God, her voice is breathless. Her back is arched. She looks so turned on.
“I’m going to check you all over,” I say as I slowly drag my hand down and then back up. I don’t stop at her ass. I slide it up and over her soft curves, groaning as I continue up to her back.
She’s licking her lips and letting out little moans and whimpers as I slide my hand up her ribs. I can feel each one and they’re making me rock hard.
This time I don’t stop at the edge of her tits. I palm one, giving it a little squeeze and then move to the other. She arches her chest into my hand and lets out a moan as her eyes fall closed.
“Looks clean,” I say as I slide my hand down her stomach. I’m standing behind her now and she pushes her ass into my hard cock, wiggling it back and forth against my erection. It feels so good I nearly cum in my uniform.
“But you had fifty kilos of coke in your trunk,” I say as the tip of my fingers slide into her shorts past the waistband. My fingertips hit her soft tuft of hair and I groan as I slide them further down. “I’m going to have to check you all over.”
Her body shudders and she lets out a deep moan as I slide my fingers down her wet warm slit. My dick aches and my boxer briefs are a mess of pre-cum that won’t stop oozing out. My underwear is almost as wet as hers is.
I hold my breath as I trace my fingertip around her tight little hole. It’s so tight that it pushes me back out.
“Feels ripe and ready,” I say as I slowly drag my finger back up her crease. I add some pressure as I drag it over her clit and she lets out a whimper.
My fingers are soaked with her honey when I pull my hand back out. I’m still pinning her wrists against the wall, making sure she can’t get away as I bring my wet fingers to my mouth. I lick each one to the knuckle, groaning as I taste how sweet her innocence is.
I’m breaking every law in the book, but I don’t care.
Like I said, I’d gladly go to prison for life if it meant I could have a taste of her young cunt.
I release her wrists and stand back with my arms crossed over my massive chest. She looks at me over her shoulder and her blue eyes are filled with fire.
“Take everything off,” I command.
She bites her bottom lip as she looks me up and down. “Aren’t you going to read me my rights first?” she asks in a teasing tone.
I step up to her and grab the bottom of her shirt. “Hands up,” I say. She lifts her hands up and I pull her shirt over her head.
The sight of her hair all messy with nothing covering her tits but a lacy white bra nearly makes my legs collapse from under me.
“You have the right to remain silent,” I tell her, “but I doubt you will. You have the right to scream my name and touch me anywhere you want. You have the right to spread your legs and cum real hard. Now take off those shorts before I rip them off.”
She licks her sweet lips and starts unbuttoning.
Chapter Five
Mindy
Officer Hardin’s dark eyes are locked on me like a predator staring down his prey as my hands move to the buttons on my shorts.
My shirt is on the floor and he’s drinking in the sight of my breasts. I’m just happy I wore my one nice bra today, the sexy one with the lace.
His tattooed arms look so thick and solid as he crosses them over his huge chest while he watches me closely. He looks like his hard body is carved out of stone.
There’s just something about him… the danger, yet safety I feel with him, that’s making my skin tingle with heat. It’s making my pussy throb and my stomach flutter.
The sensible part of me is telling me to run. To get out of this room and run far away from this renegade cop who takes the law into his own hands. But there’s a new part of me emerging now. A part that I didn’t know was hiding inside me and it seems to be unstoppable now. A darker part of me, a lustful part of me, telling me to shut up and get naked.
My breathing quickens as I pull the zipper down. He sucks in a breath as the waistband around my waist goes slack and the top of my white underwear comes into view. They’re a wet mess and I’d be embarrassed to show him if I wasn’t so turned on.
I bend over a little and pull them down, giving him a better view of my breasts as they hang down in front of him.
His police uniform is so crisp and clean. I want to press my body against it and feel the starchiness over his smooth hard muscles. I’ve always loved a man in uniform. The power it gives. The authority of a man who’s dedicated his life to protect children and women like me is so sexy. Men like him are the modern-day warrior. I’ve never been able to resist that.
And it goes beyond that with Owen. He saved my life. I’d be on my way to a life sentence if he hadn’t taken the law into his own hands and let me go free.
He risked his own freedom for mine and that woke something deep and dark within me. And now that it’s out, I can’t put it back in.
“All the way down,” he grunts in that deep sexy voice of his. I love it when he barks out commands.
My grandmother would be horrified. She was one of the early feminists, protesting on Capitol Hill to give future women like me the freedom to do whatever they choose. And here I am loving, no relishing, being bossed around by this powerful man. Each dominating word, every barking command, they all do something to me. They make the heat blooming inside me hotter until it’s unbearable. Until it feels like my skin is on fire and the only thing that can put it out is Officer Hardin’s big hard cock.
But I know if granny could see how unfairly hot this possessive man is with his mean-looking face, his broad powerful chest, and his tattooed forearms that are thicker than my legs, she would throw down her megaphone and tell me to go for it. “Submit to him or I will.”
I release my shorts and they fall to the floor. With my face burning hot, I step out of them and nervously clasp my hands in front of me.
He sucks in a long deep breath as he looks me over.
“Those panties are a wet mess,” he says as he stares at them. My pussy throbs deeper with his eyes on it. The new darkness in me loves that he can see how wet I am. The new darkness wants him to see everything.
“Should I take th
He rubs his thick chin and then nods. “Take everything off, jailbait. I want to see how ripe and ready your body is.”
My fingers are trembling, but my body is filled with excitement as I reach behind my back and unclasp my bra. I let it fall from my breasts, just enough to still hide my tingling nipples as he cranes his head up to get a better view.
Owen unhooks the big black baton from his belt and uses it to pull down my bra the rest of the way. It tumbles to the floor and I see the hard outline of his cock do a little jump in his pants when he sees my bare tits.
I always thought they were too small, but he seems to like them. He’s barely taken a breath in the past minute.
“Now,” he says as he slowly drags the cold tip of the hard baton down my stomach, leaving goosebumps in its wake. He drags it to the waistband of my panties and flips over the top. “You’ve soaked through your panties, jailbait. Let’s see how much of a creamy mess you’ve made of your pretty little pussy.”
I can feel my cheeks blushing hot, but it doesn’t stop me from pulling my underwear all the way down. The material sticks to my lips, but with a little tug, it peels free.
Officer Hardin is gripping the baton so hard that his knuckles are white. My core tightens and clenches as he slowly drags the tip up my leg and then glides it over my sex. I gasp and my whole body shudders when I feel how hard it is.
It feels good, but that’s not the hard rod I really want down there. I want Owen’s hard cock.
“How many men have you had, jailbait?” His body tenses as he waits for the answer. “How many men have seen you like this before me?”
I blush, as embarrassment blooms within me. I don’t want to tell him I’m a virgin. He’ll think that no other man wanted to be with me, which isn’t true. I just never wanted to be with them. Owen is the first man I’ve ever wanted to have inside me.
“How many?” he barks.
“None.” It just blurts out of me. But once it’s out, I can’t take it back.
The tension in his muscles seems to just rush out like someone opened a release valve.
“Good girl,” he says, looking pleased. “I only want you to be naughty with me.”
My heart does a little flip when I realize he’s happy that I’m a virgin. He likes that he’s going to be the only one.
He grabs the handcuff chain dangling from my wrist and starts pulling me into the hotel room. There’s a giant king-sized bed in the middle of the room and it gets my pulse racing as we head to it.
“You still need to be punished, jailbait,” he says as he pulls me onto the bed. “Give me your other hand.”
I do as he says and he handcuffs me to the headboard, locking me in place around one of the wooden bars. When I hear the click, my heart starts pounding.
Now I’m really in his hands. My arms are stretched over my head and locked in place, and I’m completely naked. He can do whatever he wants to me.
Feeling so helpless is not as terrifying as I thought it would be. It’s turning me on more than anything.
I squeeze my legs together and the wetness starts leaking out, making my thighs stick to one another. The heat pools between them as I watch him walk to the foot of the bed.
“What am I going to do with you?” he mutters to himself as he stares down at me.
He places his baton on the dresser with a clatter and I suck in a deep breath as his big hands move to the buttons on his shirt. One by one, he slowly unbuttons them as his eyes roam all over my naked body.
When the last button is undone, he peels his shirt off and lets it drop to the floor.
Good lord…
He’s huge. A massive hard chest that looks insanely powerful. Sculpted abs that go on for days. Arms that look like they should be on an action figure. And the tattoos…
…God, the tattoos…
They start on the back of his hands and don’t stop. His chest, his arms, his sides… all covered in sexy dark ink that's getting my head spinning with dirty thoughts.
He is so fucking hot.
The crisp police pants and the loaded gun hanging from his belt is just adding to his allure. My mouth waters as I drag my eyes down his hard abs to his belt buckle. I know once he undoes that, I’ll see the real weapon he’s packing under those pants.
And it looks cocked and loaded.
His big hands drop to his belt and his pants droop down when he unbuckles it.
I whimper as I watch him. If my hands weren’t restrained above my head, they’d be between my legs.
Watching this sexy-as-hell police officer strip in front of me while I’m restrained on the bed is insanely erotic. He’s giving me my own private show and the best part is coming up.
He drops his pants and my eyes widen when I see the outline of his huge cock in his tight boxer briefs. There’s a large wet spot at the tip that seems to be getting even bigger.
“What are you looking at, naughty girl?” he growls. “You want to see what I’m packing?”
I gulp as I stare at it. I can’t take my eyes off it.
He starts slowly sliding down his boxer briefs and I raise my head as he shows me the thick root of his cock. My heart pounds at the massive girth of it.
I find my mouth watering as he continues dropping his underwear, showing me another thick solid inch.
He’s got a grin on his face as he watches me. He knows he’s teasing me. He knows I’m practically desperate to see the rest of it. He knows all that because I’m not even trying to hide my excitement. I can’t. All I can focus on is that big thick beautiful dick.
Officer Hardin slowly pulls his underwear down, showing me one inch of his wide shaft at a time. When it’s all finally released, it springs up and slaps his hard abs. I stare in awe as my pussy throbs in anticipation of feeling it.
It’s a gorgeous cock. Thick long and beautiful. He looks like he can do some serious damage with that thing and my legs part a little, seeming to volunteer.
The head is big and swollen with a steady drip of pre-cum leaking from the tiny slit at the top and dripping down his mouthwatering shaft. It trickles down to his huge balls hanging below. I lick my lips when I think how full they must be. I want him to unload inside me.
He steps out of his underwear and approaches the bed.
Good lord…
This dominant man oozes authority. He’s a true alpha male. He’s pure masculinity and he looks like he’s about to unleash that masculine intensity onto me.
“Are you ready for your punishment, naughty girl?”
He grabs his cock and starts stroking it up and down. My eyes are locked on it. I wet my lips with my tongue as I watch the sticky droplets of cum slowly dripping onto his big tattooed hand.
“Are you?”
I look up into his eyes and swallow hard. He looks ready to pounce. He looks ready to take everything.
“Yes,” I say in a throaty voice. “I’m ready.”
“Good.” He climbs onto the bed and the mattress dips under his tremendous weight.
He drops his meaty hands onto my ankles and slides them up my legs. My pussy is on fire as his possessive palms glide over my knees.
My legs open on their own, but he’s an impatient brute and pulls them open faster.
He shakes his head and curses under his breath when he sees my pussy spread in front of him.
“It’s so beautiful,” he says in a raspy voice. “Fuck, jailbait. I’m glad I kept this pink cunt all for myself.”
He’s still stroking his cock, watching me hungrily as drops of hot pre-cum fall onto my leg.
“I wanted to take you right on the side of the highway, jailbait. If those cars weren’t passing by, looking at what’s mine, I would have bent you over the hood of your car and stretched out your pussy right then and there.”
I can’t seem to think straight as I stare at his beautiful cock. He’s turned on for me. That cock is rock hard for my pussy. I spread my legs further apart as he slides his hands up my inner thighs.
I want him to touch me so badly. I need some sort of release from this uncontrollable lust that’s overtaking my body. I’ve never had such an intense need before. Never.
“This pink little pussy is dripping out cream. Have you been wet for me all day?”
I yank my hands down to touch myself, but they jerk to a stop from the handcuffs. “Yes,” I gasp.
He drags the side of his finger up my slit, collecting my juices. With a groan, he sucks his finger clean and I nearly pass out from the heat of it.
“Delicious,” he says with a look of pure pleasure on his face. “Sweet like a cherry.”
My chest is heaving up and down with every ragged breath I take. This man has got me practically hyperventilating.
“Let me tell you how this punishment is going to go,” he says in a deep tone that’s filled with dominance. “You broke the law. You have to pay.”
I swallow hard as I stare into his eyes, completely captivated with every word that comes out of his sexy lips.
“I won’t send you to jail, but you’re going to pay a price. Your innocence. I’m going to take it. That’s right, jailbait. I’m taking your virginity in exchange for your freedom.”
My heart is beating like a hummingbird’s as I listen.
“I’m going to fuck that tight little hole with my raw cock and I’m not pulling out. I’m not stopping. If your ripe little womb is filled by the end of the night, then that’s all part of the price you pay.”
My head is nodding up and down. My body wants this. It wants to be bred by this powerful man who will do anything to claim me.
And if I’m being honest, so do I.
“This cunt is mine now,” he says as he drops his chest to the bed. His face is right there. I whimper when I feel his hot breath on my burning lips. “I’m going to taste it and then I’m going to fuck it hard.”
My mouth flies open and my arms pull tight against the handcuffs when I feel his hot tongue bury itself deep in my pussy.
He grabs my thighs in his strong hands and pulls my leg apart as he devours me like a champ.
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