by Lea Coll
Then his large hands traveled from my hair down to my bra, which he deftly unsnapped, and then down to my butt, which he palmed. He squeezed and then pulled me towards him. He groaned out loud when he felt my ass peeking out of my cheeky panties. I let the bra fall down my arms and then off so there wouldn’t be anything between us. Luke palmed my breasts and lowered his head to suck a nipple into his mouth, first one side than the other. My nipples were sensitive, so it was like a direct shot from my nipples to my core.
He continued to suck on my nipples, which made me wetter, and I squirmed against him. He lifted his head and said, “You like this.” It didn’t seem to be a question, so I didn’t answer. I gently pressed on the back of his head encouraging him to continue sucking on my nipples.
“Can you have an orgasm from me touching your tits?” he murmured, hovering over my nipple.
All I could manage was, “Mmm, just don’t stop.” His hand slid into the front of my panties and cupped my pussy. I spread my legs to give him better access. He slid one finger into me and my legs went weak. His other arm went around my back and his hand tangled in my hair, holding me up while he fucked me with one finger and then two. Being forced to stay upright seemed to hold off my orgasm, but I could still feel it building. I was so close. He continued to pump his fingers in and out, finding my G-spot. With his whole hand cupping me, he was also creating a delicious friction.
He pulled his other hand out of my panties and laid me gently back on the bed. He slid my panties down my legs and discarded them. He reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a condom. He ripped open the wrapper and rolled the condom onto his erection. I grabbed his cock, pumping him a few times, and then pulled him closer, guiding him to my opening. He moved my hand out of the way and slid into my folds. He held himself still, with the tip of his cock at the entrance to my pussy. I thrust up a little to encourage him to enter me. It seemed like he was holding back, but at my thrust he pushed all the way in. I gasped at the intrusion. I felt the stretch to accommodate his length and the delicious feeling of being full.
“God, you’re so tight,” he said, and then started moving in long, slow thrusts. I could feel my orgasm start to build, but I’d never orgasmed like this before. He leaned down so my breasts were pressed up against his chest and started a slow grind on my clit. He kissed me until I couldn’t concentrate on kissing him anymore and turned my head to the side. His mouth went to the sensitive spot on my neck, sucking gently.
Then he rolled so I was on top. I was so close to my release that I ground on him, purely on instinct, getting myself off. “Yeah, baby, get yourself off on my cock,” he said. He helped by thrusting up and grinding his pelvis into my clit. As he thrust up into me, my orgasm shot through me and I collapsed onto his chest, my face buried in his neck. He placed kisses on my neck as I felt the aftershocks.
He moved me so I was on my stomach. He got behind me, pulling me up on my knees. “Stay on your forearms,” he ordered when I tried to come up on all fours. My ass was up in the air and my face was in the pillow. I felt really exposed in this position.
His hand traveled down my spine until he got to my hips. His hands gripped my hips tightly and he thrust into me without warning. It felt even tighter in this position. He was deeper and I could feel his balls slapping my ass as he thrust in and out. He reached around, rubbing my clit. I didn’t think it was possible, but I could feel another orgasm building.
He said, “Get there again, baby.” My second orgasm took longer to build and felt even more intense. I couldn’t help but cry out at the peak of my climax. He had his arm around my stomach, holding me up while he thrust into me over and over until he found his release. He landed on top of me and lay there for a minute. I held him tight, enjoying his weight on me until I had trouble breathing.
Then he rolled to his side and got up to take care of the condom, throwing it into the trash in the bathroom. I didn’t move, so when he came back into the bedroom I was lying face down on the bed. He slapped my ass lightly and said, “Love this ass, baby.”
“Yeah?” I smiled as I rolled over onto my side so I could look up at him. I took in his face and his naked body. He was perfection. Everything was so intense. I wanted to pull him down for a kiss and do it all over again. Apparently, he brought out my inner vixen.
He smoothed my hair back from my face and turned me so that my back was facing his front. I was too tired to get dressed or move, so I fell asleep easily in that position.
I WOKE UP WITH LUKE’S erection pressing against my butt. As I started to wake up, I noticed his hands cupping my breasts. Everything felt so much more intense in the morning and I could not resist when he played with my nipples. He lifted my leg so he had better access to my pussy. “You’re wet already, baby,” he said. His voice was low and gravelly. I arched back in a silent invitation. Then he lifted my leg and entered me from behind. He stopped and said, “Shit, should I put on a condom?”
“I’m clean and on the pill,” I said.
“I’m clean too,” he said, as started to thrust into me with long slow strokes. He reached around and rubbed my clit. I came within minutes. He gently pushed me over onto my stomach and he rolled with me, not pulling out. He started long slow thrusts on top of me. The feeling of his weight pressing me into the mattress and the friction of my clit on the sheets had me quickly building to a second orgasm. The feeling of not being able to move beneath him was overwhelming and incredibly arousing. I turned my head into the pillow so I could stifle my moans as the orgasm ripped through me. He caught his own release within seconds of mine. His weight collapsed completely on top of me and he rolled to the side to avoid crushing me.
“Was that good?” he asked, moving my hair from my face.
“So good.” I couldn’t help smiling. It had never been this good with anyone else.
He smiled in response and placed a kiss on my forehead. Then he got up to get a warm washcloth to clean me. He discarded the washcloth in the laundry hamper and got back into bed, pulling me to his side. He couldn’t seem to stop touching me, as he stroked my hair and kissed my face.
I gazed up at him with a small smile playing on my lips. I felt so happy. If this was what sex felt like when you weren’t in your own head, then I needed to be doing this more often.
“You keep looking at me like that baby, and I’m not letting you out of my bed today.”
“That’s not much of a threat. Although, I might not be able to walk tomorrow.”
“I have to get up in a minute and let Hunter out before he jumps on the bed to remind me,” he said reluctantly.
“Duty calls,” I said, as I heard Hunter trotting through the house.”
Luke got out of bed, pulling on jeans commando. I couldn’t help but admire his tight ass. I couldn’t believe he was with me. The whole thing still felt surreal. He leaned back over the bed and kissed me on the forehead. “Come down when you’re ready. You can take a shower,” he said, gesturing towards the bathroom. “I’m going to make omelets,” he said, patting Hunter as he trotted into the room for a greeting.
“Okay.” I smiled, and stretched my arms overhead causing the sheet to slide down off my breasts.
Luke’s eyes followed the movement down to my now exposed breasts. He groaned. “You’re going to be the death of me. You have no idea how you affect me.” He reluctantly turned to go with Hunter outside. I was not used to having this effect on men. It felt good, but I couldn’t help wondering if this was temporary. I’d never been with anyone this perfect, both in looks and personality. Certainly nothing this good could last. I felt like I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Feeling my sore muscles, I decided to take a hot shower. I was not used to the amount of sex we’d had over the last twelve hours. I towel dried my hair and used my fingers to comb it as best I could. I pulled on my sundress from the prior night without the panties. Then I wandered downstairs to find Luke in the kitchen. He was still wearing just his low-slung jeans
and was shirtless. I could definitely get used to this view as my mouth went dry. He plated an omelet and placed it on the island in front of a stool.
“Perfect timing,” he said, smiling at me. “I hope you like spinach and cheese in your omelets.”
“Of course. Thank you for making breakfast.”
Then he sat down beside me and we ate our omelets in silence.
“Want to take your coffee out on the deck?” he asked, when I finished the omelet.
“You don’t need to ask me twice. That’s my favorite spot in your house.”
“It’s not in my bed?” he asked innocently, as he placed the dirty dishes in the dishwasher.
“That too,” I said, smiling. I got up carrying my coffee out onto the deck. It was a little cool outside still so Luke grabbed a blanket and handed it to me. He sat down in one of the Adirondack chairs and gestured for me to join him. I sat down in his lap and he arranged the blanket over us.
“Thank you,” I said, balancing my coffee in my hands so I didn’t spill it on him. I wasn’t sure what I was thanking him for, the blanket, breakfast, the past day, everything? My heart was swelling with something I wasn’t ready to acknowledge. At the same time I felt vulnerable.
I rested my head on his chest as I waited for my coffee to cool. “I could stay here all day.”
“Me too,” he said, leaning down to kiss my forehead. I smiled up at him in response. Could he be any more perfect in this moment? “I have to work today unfortunately.”
“That sucks.”
“It sure does. I’d prefer to spend the day with you.” His voice vibrated against my ear since my head still lay against his chest.
We sipped our coffee for awhile and then Luke had to get up and get ready for work. I tidied up a little and met him downstairs. “I can drop you off on my way to work,” he said, stopping to drop a kiss on my lips. It seemed like he always had to have his lips on me when he entered or left a room. I didn’t mind one bit.
“Okay,” I said, with a smile.
We walked out to his cruiser parked in the driveway. Instead of opening the door, he backed me up against the passenger side. His lips came down hungrily on mine and his hands went to my bare thighs. He slowly moved his hands higher until one cupped my mound. He growled when he realized I wasn’t wearing panties. “No panties. You’re naughty, Ms. Ryan.” This statement heightened everything for me because Luke was in uniform. His foot went between mine knocking my feet even wider apart so he could slide his knee between my legs.
His fingers entered me and I shamelessly rode his hand. His thumb grazed my clit causing an orgasm to build. “I really have to get to work and you’re making me late, Ms. Ryan.” An authoritative tone was starting to creep into his words and it was really doing it for me. I couldn’t respond though because my climax ripped through me with such force. When I came down I sagged against the door.
Luke still leaned over me. I felt wanton with my dress hiked up around my waist, no panties, and Luke in full uniform. Thankfully his neighbors weren’t close by. My legs were weak and shaking. All I could do was lean against the door and gaze up at him. “I think we need to discuss your lack of panties tonight,” he said, all business again.
“Um, okay,” I said and it was all I could manage.
He nudged me to the side and opened the door for me. I slid into the seat. When he came around and sat down, he pulled my seatbelt around me and buckled it. I’m pretty sure the graze of his arms on my nipples was on purpose. I wondered if he was going to continue this cop role play tonight. I got wet again just thinking about it. He was going to ruin me for all other men.
When he arrived in front of the bakery he pulled to the curb and parked. Ever the gentleman, he got out and walked me up to my door. He backed me up against my door, placed a hand on my neck, leaning in for a kiss. It left me wanting more. “My place, tonight. I’ll text you when I get off.” He turned to jog down the steps not waiting for my response. “Pack a bag,” He added over his shoulder. I liked this demanding side of him. I opened the door and closed it behind me, smiling.
When I arrived that night, he was already there, his cruiser parked in the driveway. I walked up the steps to his porch taking it all in. I could get used to this, coming over after Luke got off of work. Coming to his farm felt like a break from the prying eyes in town and my job. I knocked on the door and heard Hunter scrambling and barking in excitement.
Luke pulled the door open.
“Hi,” I said shyly. I was confident in us when I was with him. But when we were apart I second guessed everything.
His face lit up when he saw me. He pulled Hunter back by the collar so I could enter with him jumping on me. “Hi, boy,” I said to Hunter, patting him on the head.
Luke had changed out of his uniform to worn jeans and a tight black T-shirt. “Have you eaten?” he asked.
“I did.” It was 8:00 p.m. now.
“Good.”
I raised my eyebrows at that. Did he have something planned?
“We need to talk about you not wearing panties this morning,” he said, sounding all authoritative and commanding all of a sudden.
“Oh?” I said, with a teasing smile on my face. I couldn’t help messing with him when he was in cop mode.
“Yes. Upstairs now.”
I placed my purse on the counter and preceded him up the stairs. I was wearing another sundress tonight with panties. I put an extra sway in my hips and threw a flirtatious smile over my shoulder as he stood at the bottom of the steps watching me.
He waited until I was in his bedroom. I sat down, unsure what was next. Then I heard his footsteps on the wooden steps. They sounded loud and echoed through the house. My heart thudded with anticipation. He entered the room filling the doorway.
“Are you wearing panties, Ms. Ryan?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” I asked cheekily. I don’t know who I was at the moment but I was going with it.
He growled at that. “Stand up.” I’m pretty sure this was the same voice he used when he ordered drivers out of the car in a traffic stop.
I jumped up at the order. I was a good girl, after all. I was used to listening to authority figures and following all of the rules. I waited, holding my breath for his next move. He walked in a circle around me not saying anything, heightening the moment.
“Place your hands on the dresser.” When I didn’t move right away, he said, “now.”
I moved the few steps over to the dresser and shot a questioning look at him over my shoulder. He gently pushed my back until I leaned over and put my hands out to catch myself on the dresser. Shit, was he going to frisk me?
Then he moved his foot between mine. He was still wearing his shoes, and he kicked out my legs so they were spread in the frisk position. He squatted down and ran his hands firmly up and down my legs. I was dripping wet already. His fingers slipped under my panties and I pushed my butt back into him, begging for more. That got me a slap on my ass.
“Be still,” he commanded in a low, gravelly voice. I almost groaned out loud. His cop voice got me every time. “Are you pretending to be a good girl tonight? Wearing panties?”
“I am a good girl,” I said over my shoulder.
“I doubt that.” His hands ran over my arms and my breasts. He kneaded my breasts and pinched my nipples through my bra. It wasn’t enough. I wanted nothing between his hands and my body. Luke must have read my mind because he started to lift my dress up and when he got to my arms I stood up enough for him to pull it off and throw it to the side. He unsnapped my bra and I let it fall off of my arms and to the floor. He pushed me gently back into position.
I tried to stay still as his finger finally entered my pussy, thrusting in and out. Then he added a second finger. I was so wet I could hear the sound of his fingers slipping in and out of me, which made me hotter. Then his fingers left me and he pulled down my panties. I arched my back, presenting myself to him. I was completely naked and he was still fully dressed
. I heard his buckle being undone and felt the tip of his cock nudging my pussy, teasing me.
“Please, Luke.” He rubbed me with just the tip, which was driving me crazy. I kept pressing back, trying to get him to put his cock inside me. Finally, he placed his hands on my hips and thrust into me. I thought I would have bruises the next day from the grip he had on my hips. He thrust into me hard and fast.
“Look, Emma,” he said, pulling my head back by my hair. In the mirror, an almost fully clothed Luke was thrusting into me harder and harder. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen. Normally, I was self-conscious, but with Luke, I seemed to have no inhibitions. I felt raw and exposed. It scared me a little, because we hadn’t defined what we were. And I was definitely in danger of falling for him.
Then he reached down and rubbed my clit. I climaxed immediately. Luke kept pounding into me until he collapsed over me after his own orgasm. After a second, he helped me to the bed and went to get a washcloth to clean me up. He came back to bed and pulled me into his body, cuddling me. With his lips in my hair he asked, “Was that okay?”
I looked up at him. A smile took over my face. “Definitely. You couldn’t tell?” I loved it.
He chuckled. “Yeah, you seemed really into it. I just wanted to make sure.” His eyes searched my face. I lay on my back and he leaned over me claiming my mouth. He pulled back. “God, Emma. You drive me crazy.”
“Same here,” I said with a smile. And I didn’t mind it one bit.
LUKE TOOK A DEEP BREATH and then asked, “What’s your plan when your lease is up?”
We were sitting on his deck sipping coffee. I was sitting in my own chair with a blanket covering me. I dreaded this conversation but I couldn’t avoid it any longer. I had to tell him.
If I didn’t tell him now, it would be lying to him. “Actually, I’m only here until Penny Shaw is back from maternity leave.”