They got back to his place a few minutes later.

It seemed like an eternity, because all they wanted to do was tear each other’s clothes off in the cab, but Riley let the anticipation build. He’d wanted Samantha since dinner the other night, when she’d gone from that pretty girl in line to the hot woman he wanted like nothing else. The looks that she gave him during the ride over confirmed how he felt. Her hair fell over one shoulder, framing one side of her body, and her eyes spoke to him. He stared back, as the artificial lights of the city bounced off her smooth skin, making her look even more beautiful than she normally did. 

Riley was a nice guy. In most of his interactions he was polite, cordial, and typically followed the rules. But when it came to the bedroom, he was a savage. His love making was passionate, wild, and all he cared about was making the woman he was with feel the most intense pleasure she’d ever known. Samantha was that person tonight. He took her by the hand as the car pulled up to the curb by his place, guided her out, and led her upstairs to his apartment. 

They started kissing, hard, and her passion amazed Riley. Samantha didn’t look it from the outside, but her kiss was full of electricity. Her tongue found its way into Riley’s mouth, and he reciprocated. Her hands were all over him, gripping around his back and clawing at his clothing. For his part, Riley reached down, grabbed onto her ass, and squeezed. She stood on her toes when he did, and he squeezed even harder, plunging his tongue even deeper into her mouth.

“Take off your shirt,” she said, and he ripped it off of his body as fast as he could. She stood there, looking at his body, then reached out both of her hands and started caressing his pecs. “You look damn good naked, Detective Riley.”

“But I’m not even naked yet.”

“Well that’s about to change.”

Emily reached down and grabbed onto his belt buckle, undoing it with ease and pulling it out from the loops on his pants. Then she went to work on his zipper and buttons. Two seconds later his pants were open and she pulled them down until they were around his ankles. He barely had time to step his legs out before she was on his already hard cock, first reaching down with her hands, gripping his hardness and caressing it, and then doing the same with her mouth as she dropped to her knees. She pulled down his black boxer briefs and was confronted immediately with the girth of his massive cock, which was staring her in the face, ready to be served.

Her left hand reached to accommodate it, gripping it from the middle and pulling back and forth rhythmically as Riley’s eyes rolled. She jerked back and forth for a few seconds, and at the last second she leaned into him and put the head of his cock inside her mouth. Her mouth was warm and inviting, and Riley felt an intense kind of pleasure that defied description. Soon she was taking him all the way in, caressing his balls with her hand and sucking him off at the same time. It felt amazing, and he couldn’t believe that they’d gotten here so fast.

She got back to her feet and they started kissing all over again, making out hard. She was intense, thrusting her tongue in and out of his mouth while caressing his entire body with her hands. He was pressed into her thigh, and she reached down to squeeze him once more. He was huge. She wasn’t intimated by it at all, but it was an added bonus to an already amazing experience. Riley felt her hand gripping him, and it made him want more than just some intense foreplay. 

“It’s your turn to get naked.”

“Help me,” she said. 

Riley practically ripped her shirt from her body. Underneath was her slim frame, with only the smallest, blackest bra to cover her breasts. He reached around and made that disappear, and as it fell off her body all his eyes could see was her beautiful chest, her perfectly erect nipples sitting in the center, begging to be played with. He pulled her close to him, her nipples pressing into his chest, and he leaned down to put one in his mouth. She cried out when the suction of his mouth put pressure on her, but it was a pleasure scream, and she felt like she couldn’t take too much of it without screaming a second time. He took his mouth off of her, and replaced it with his hand, caressing her nipple and filling his hand with the softness of her breast. Then it was time for her pants to go away. He unclasped hers like she had his, and in seconds she was naked except for a pair of panties, which soon ended up across the room with a flick of his wrist. 

“Jesus, you’re beautiful, Sam, do you know that?”

She kissed him. “I want your cock, Riley. I want it right now.”

He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her gently towards the ground. “I didn’t do a good enough job the first time?” she asked. 

“You did just fine,” he said. “That’s not what I want. Get on your hands and knees.” 

Emily didn’t hesitate, and she didn’t ask any questions. She turned away from him and dropped to her hands and knees, waiting for Riley to make his next move. It wouldn’t take but a second. He took a knee behind her, and placed his hands on her hips. Her ass was round and beautiful before him, and even though he wanted nothing more than to be inside of her, she was going to have to wait for his cock. His tongue had work to do. He bent over and spread her cheeks with both hands, revealing her beautiful, pink pussy in all of its glory. He leaned in and thrust his tongue right between her spread lips and started swirling around in circular motions, making her moan in pleasure. She tasted amazing. He found her clit with the edge of his tongue and started flicking it intensely, over and over again until her body started to convulse. 

He kept going for another few seconds, covering his face with her juices with every lap of his tongue, and enjoying every second of it. He pulled back and shifted his grip from her pussy to her hips, positioning her right where he wanted her. “Fuck me,” she said, turning her head to look at him. With his left hand he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her downwards, and with his right he grabbed onto this cock and slid it inside of her. She was tight, and he had to thrust his hips forward to reach all the way inside of her, but every inch he went deeper felt like he’d died and gone to heaven. Once he was all the way in, he grabbed back onto her hips and starting pumping, slowly at first, taking in the sensation of her wet pussy one inch at a time. The slow thrusts gave him time to grab onto her hair and pull her head back up with a single, forceful jerk, and she gasped as he pulled and thrust at the same time. Then he picked up the pace, slapping his pelvis against her again and again. 

“Oh my God!” she screamed as he kept pumping without any breaks. He let go of her hair and she bent her head down so that her forehead was touching the ground, causing her ass to angle upwards. He kept going deeper and deeper inside her, the sweat starting to form on his brow and the beating of his heart picking up to incredible speeds. He felt his orgasm coming, building with each pump of his hips into her, and she felt the same thing. She reached in between her legs and starting rubbing her fingers over her clit as he fucked her, each of them getting closer to a feeling of total explosion and relief. “I’m going to come!” she screamed. 

“Me, too, right fucking now!”

They started yelling in synchronicity, their simultaneous orgasms a rabbit hole that they fell into together, losing themselves and finding each other at the same time. It was like their bodies were in complete rhythm, experiencing the bliss of the moment and nothing else. They collapsed onto the floor, their clothes scattered around them, each of them gasping for air as their chests rose and fell. “That was. . .”

“That was special,” she finished. “But I need to get up off this damn floor.”

“Me too.” They both giggled. “How about we go into the bedroom?”

“Sounds like a better idea than lying on the floor, if I do say so myself.”

They migrated into his bedroom and laid down, naked as the day they were born. They were both tired, not only from the sex, but from the day that had come before it. Riley felt a complete and total relaxation at that moment, but he knew all too well that it was a fleeting sensation, and that soon enough, he’d be back on the streets looking for a killer. 

He fell asleep with thoughts of Sam on his mind, knowing all too well what tomorrow would bring.