by J. S. Scott
"I don't think so." He pulled her t-shirt from her jeans and started lifting it over her head.
"Noooo. Please don't do this. We are in someone's home. We can't do this here. What if they come home? What if somebody sees us?" Tears flooded her eyes, rolling down her cheeks in a constant streams.
"Undress for me, Lilly," he ordered as he unbuckled his belt with his gun and other assorted gadgets and set it gently on the sofa. He sat in the recliner and watched her, his eyes burning over her body as he surveyed her up and down.
"Jake. Please," she entreated as she covered her silk clad breasts with her hands.
"Make your choice, Lilly. Either undress or we go back to the station now and you get a write up and a bad report." His voice sounded controlled but the desire was flaring in his eyes.
Her hands were shaking as she leaned down to remove her sneakers. She unsnapped her jeans, lowered the zipper and shimmied out of them, pulling them off her feet and dropped them to the floor.
"All of it, Lilly," he commanded, his voice husky with passion.
This couldn't be happening. She felt like she was in a dream, but she knew it was real. She was really undressing for Jake so that he could do whatever he pleased with her body.
She unclasped the front of her bra and let it slide down her arms and to the floor. She heard Jake take a sharp intake of breath as she released her breasts.
"Beautiful," he breathed softly.
She reached for the elastic of her panties but stopped abruptly. "Jake please. Think about this. Please don't make me do this."
He rose from the chair and grasped her panties, raking them down her legs. "They're wet. You're wet." He felt her damp panties and lifted them to his face to breath in her scent.
Her face flamed with mortification. She knew her panties were wet. She was terrified, but she was also aroused. She began to realize the tension she had always felt with Jake was actually sexual tension. She wanted him. Even though she was somewhat humiliated, her body was responding. Undressing for him, his caresses on her body, the fear of being caught naked in someone else's house. It all heightened her arousal.
His hands trailed along her legs as he stood, his fingers softly landing on her slit, teasing her. She tried to bat his hands away, but she was ineffective. His fingers continued their assault on her pussy, which was now drenched and aching.
He stopped briefly and reached for something on the sofa. Before she realized what he was doing, he had pulled her hands together in front of her and slipped on his handcuffs, locking her hands together.
"You're under arrest," he breathed lightly in her ear. "You have no rights and you can scream all you want to when you come. No need to be silent."
Oh God. He had cuffed her! Her wrists strained against the metal but she was held fast. She was cuffed, naked…and so completely aroused. Her body wanted this desperately, but her mind wasn't quite convinced. "No. Jake. Please," she begged, not even sure what she wanted.
His fingers slid smoothly through her tender folds, abrading her nub. She was so wet now that it was a smooth glide through the pink, glistening flesh. He continued to torture her pussy as his mouth clamped down hard over hers. He demanded entrance and she gave it. His tongue stroked in and out of her mouth like a fast fuck and she squirmed, feeling her juices drenching his fingers. His mouth lowered to her breast, his teeth abrading one nipple and his fingers lightly pinching the other. Then he ran his tongue soothingly over each peak, laving her like he savored every lick to her skin.
He broke away, breathing ragged, and started tearing off his uniform. The buttons of his starched uniform shirt were tortured as he wrenched them out of their buttonholes. He removed his t-shirt in one fast swoop while he kicked off his shoes. His pants and briefs followed faster than she could take a breath.
Lilly gasped, her heart flip flopping as she looked at his naked body. She briefly noted the perfection of his sculpted chest and arm muscles before moving to his developed abs. Finally, her gaze landed on his rock hard member. She choked back a moan as she stared at the biggest, hardest cock she had ever seen.
She panicked, her mind in a frenzy while her body was nearly at a meltdown as she eyed his huge rod.
"Oh, my God. Jake. No. We can't. You can't--"
"Oh...we will, Lilly." He grabbed her by her cuffed hands and led her to a bedroom. She barely noticed the shades of brown and tan decor. She only noticed the huge bed, which she found herself tossed onto gently. Jake came down with her, raising her cuffed hands over her head and attaching them to a curled, brass decoration on the headboard.
She yanked, but her hands wouldn't budge. She was held fast by brass and steel.
She was completely vulnerable to him.
He laid down on his side next to her, his fingers buried in her wet pussy and his mouth hand continued their relentless assault on her breasts. Her arousal was rising swiftly, eclipsing her desire for him to stop. Her pussy was so wet and the sweet slide of his fingers, the wonderful stroking across her clit was driving her insane.
"I have to lick your sweet pussy, Lilly," his voice was edgy, needy and filled with dark passion. "I want to taste you and make you come harder than you ever have before,” he whispered, his hot breath caressing her ear.
She moaned. "No. Jake. Please,” Lilly protested, not at all sure what she would do if he actually stopped.
She was losing the will to resist at all. She wanted this man as she had wanted no other. She was so aroused that she was squirming and thrashing on the bed, ready to do anything for relief. She still knew in the back of her mind that they could be caught, and it was strangely erotic. She knew that she shouldn't give in to his wicked bargain, but she was losing any cognitive thought. She wanted his huge cock to fuck her hard and to hell with everything else.
His fingers increased their speed on her clit, the glide getting harder and faster. Her hips came off of the bed as she strained against his fingers.
"I want to eat you, Lilly. Do you want me to? You have to tell me that you want it.” His voice was hoarse and low as he demanded her surrender.
"Jake," she screamed, losing every thought except the ones that were centered on her needy body. "Yes...please lick me. I need it. I need you."
With a satisfied smile Jake slid down her body and between her legs. He licked along the inside of thighs, making her moan, anticipating that hot, wet tongue. His shadow of whiskers brushed erotically along her thighs, heightening her arousal.
"Put your tongue on me. Please, Jake.” She had no shame at this point. All she wanted to do was climax. Her body was taut with urgency and heat.
He removed his torturing fingers from her wet folds and buried his hot, burning mouth into her tortured mound. She was so wet she could hear the sounds of him lapping in her juices and the feel of his tongue on her sensitive bud nearly made her explode. He explored her, licking along her pussy lips, caressing her labia and then back to her clit.
She was nearly sobbing, the intensity ramping as she writhed on the bed. "Make me come, Jake. Please."
His tongue slid into her tight, fiery channel, stabbing into her, fucking her with his tongue. He brought his fingers up to replace his tongue and inserted two of them into her steaming, wet hole while his mouth latched onto her clit. His fingers fucked her deep while his teeth clamped her naked clit lightly, holding it in place while his tongue worked it with fast, firm strokes.
She was trembling, bucking against his fingers and mouth. With her hands restrained over her head, she could only thrust her hips. The spasms began to hit her like a fierce storm. Once she started to climax…she couldn't stop. Jake was unrelenting and continued his fevered attentions while her body rocked, stretching out her orgasm. He removed his fingers and lapped eagerly at the flood of juices that were drenching her as the hard spasms continued to clench and release. She was completely lost, tangled in his powerful
desire. He was wringing every bit of pleasure from her that he could get. She could do nothing but ride the waves as they crashed over her, moaning his name over and over.
As the spasms slowed to a stop, she relaxed in sweet relief, her body spent from experiencing the most powerful climax of her life.
Jake slid up her body and covered her mouth with his. His embrace was raw, ravaging her mouth, his tongue tangling with hers. She could feel his stiff, engorged cock against her thigh as his mouth left hers and dragged roughly over her neck. "I need to bury myself inside of that sweet, hot pussy."
Her body was still shaking in the aftermath of her orgasm. They were both sweating and wet, their bodies gliding against each other, skin-to-skin.
"Tell me you want to me to fuck you, Lilly." Jake demanded. His voice was low and growling from trying to maintain control.
Lilly hesitated.
"Tell me now." His hand slid between her thighs, coaxing her body to respond. His mouth slid to her breasts, tormenting the pebbled peaks. He slid directly above her and grabbed his huge cock, using the velvety head to stimulate her clit.
"Oh God," Lilly groaned, needing his cock more than she had ever needed anything. She was completely under his control and she knew it. Why fight it?
"Tell me, Lilly. Beg for my cock," he rasped, positioning himself at the entrance of her tight channel.
"Yes. Give it to me, Jake. I need it," she screamed, no longer able to control the need to have that massive phallus buried inside of her.
He thrust, burying himself to his balls. They both groaned as his shaft glided into her. She was stretched wide and he fit tightly, snugly. She had never felt so filled, his huge cock extending her, making space for itself.
He started moving slowly, stroking her walls, finding her sweet spot, driving her desire to a frantic level. She met his thrusts, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist as he moved faster and faster, slamming into her and encompassing her in raging desire. Her body was nothing more than a flame that was burning white hot. Lilly was only aware of their bodies gliding, their shared moans of passion mingling as they strained against each other. He reached between their bodies, his thumb stroking her clit.
She ignited, her orgasm taking over her body, spasming hard around his cock.
"Oh Christ....I'm going to come hard, Lilly," he moaned in a strangled voice. His body was heaving as he started shooting his hot fluid into her tight, deep depths.
They writhed, panting together mindlessly, kissing passionate as they slowly recovered their senses. He reached up and released her cuffed hands from the bed ornament and she lowered them around him and clenched his big, brawny body with her arms, holding him tight.
Jake rolled to his side, taking her with him. His cock slid out of her and he held her, stroking her hair from her face and placing her head on his shoulder.
She wasn't sure how long they stayed that way. When she could form a coherent though she murmured, "Would you mind releasing me now?"
He rolled out of her arms and walked out of the room completely naked. She couldn't help admiring the view of his tight, nicely formed ass as he walked out the door.
He came back with the key and quickly released the handcuffs. She rubbed her arms and wrists briskly. The cuffs hadn't been that tight but they had strained muscles she probably hadn't used in a while. Her thighs ached too. Those were definitely muscles she hadn't stretched in a very long time.
He slipped back into the bed and pulled her against him, massaging her arms and back as he held her. "Would you like to jump in the hot tub?" His voice rumbled in her ear. "It will relieve any sore muscles."
"Mmmm," she felt boneless already, but a hot tub would be nice.
She sat up with a jolt, suddenly coming out of the fog of passion, orienting to time and place. "Holy shit. We have to get out of here. What if somebody comes?"
Jake shot her a devious grin, "Somebody already came. Several times."
"Jake...this is no time for jokes. We need to clean up and get the hell out of here." She was frantic. Now that her haze of passion had cleared, she was in a frenzy to escape being caught naked in a stranger’s house.
Jake sat up and gently grabbed her arm, keeping her from bounding out of the bed. "Lilly, please don't go. This is my house."
It took a minute for that information to compute. She gaped at him, lips moving, but no sound emerged.
His face was flushed and he sounded embarrassed as he admitted, "My house…and no call for suspicious activity. I called in on the radio while you were getting a coffee and told them that I was going off duty because my replacement was already patrolling."
"You..you...I....Oh crap! Why would you do that?" She sat up and crossed her arms over her breasts.
"I've had it bad for you since the moment we met, Lilly. It was our last night together. I didn't want you to go and you didn't seem the least bit interested in me," he replied in his deep, husky voice.
"Kinda drastic…don't you think?" she replied in a wry tone as she dangled the handcuffs between her fingers.
"I guess it was. I came here stalling for time because I just couldn't seem to tell you how I felt. I was giving myself a pep talk while you were waiting in the car. I didn't plan what happened. I was upset that you could have been hurt by coming up to the house. I got a little caught up in the moment," he was staring at the wall, refusing to meet her eyes.
Jake liked her? He had wanted her badly enough to blackmail her? She should have been angry…but she really wasn’t.
Oh hell...who was she trying to fool? She had just had the most mind- blowing sex of her life and she wanted this man. Had she paid attention to her own emotions she would have realized earlier that she wanted him and what she was really feeling was chemistry. Most likely she had been afraid that the attraction wouldn’t be mutual and had wanted to avoid making a fool of herself. Maybe she had needed something drastic to get her attention and keep her from running away from something that could be damn good.
"Do you do this to all of your trainees?"
"Oh, hell no. I was risking my job, Lilly. But I guess I was willing to take the risk. I've never felt like this before," he muttered in a dejected voice.
She melted and caved in. He had risked his job, which she knew was the most important thing in his life. Could she blame him for getting caught up in passion? She had ended up caught in the very same web of desire herself.
She slid off the bed and grabbed a robe that was thrown carelessly onto a corner chair. She breathed in the material, loving the smell of it. It smelled like…Jake. Tightening the belt she asked in a low, suggestive voice, "Okay...where's the hot tub?"
His head popped up and his gaze searched her face. He met her eyes with a dark, passionate, adoring expression. "You aren't mad?"
She shrugged. “I wanted you too, Jake. I think you figured that out pretty quickly or we wouldn’t have continued. Besides, all of those orgasms seemed to have made me pretty forgiving," she informed him wickedly.
"Well, hell!," he exclaimed as he shot out of bed. "Don’t forgive me completely. I’m willing to keep working on it."
He stalked towards her naked and she sighed. Would she ever get tired of admiring that view?
He swept her up in his arms and hugged her. She could feel him trembling.
She stayed there for a few more moments and then pulled back to look at him. Her big guy was smiling.
"Are you going to find us that hot tub?,” she asked in a sexy whisper.
"Let's go," he said eagerly as he pulled her through the bedroom door by the hand. "I have work to do and I take my jobs very seriously."
She laughed as she let him lead her towards the door. "I expect a great report, Sergeant Simmons."
"Absolutely!"
They both laughed all the way to the hot tub.
SECRET DESIRES OF THE COUN
SELOR (An Erotic BDSM Sex Story Of Sexual Domination And Submission)
She was going to kill Cindy. Her best friend was so...dead. She tried to calm her nerves by thinking of the many ways she could dispatch her best friend for sending her on this crazy drive.
Hannah Rowan's stomach rolled as she searched for an address on the lone building in an unpopulated area of the mountains.
This has to be it.
The grounds of the building were kept up well. Ivy and moss clung to the brick, two story structure like a permanent fixture. It was hard to see much except the blur of stone and ivy. The deluge of rain pouring down obscured Hannah's vision even though her wipers were on full speed. They couldn't keep up with the downpour of rain she had encountered about ten miles back.