CHAPTER 9
Steven
One week later
The last week has been absolutely hectic. I was scheduled with more shifts than anybody in the station. They had to give me more now since I’d be out for the wedding soon.
Riiiight. The wedding.
And not only that it seems like anyone who has ever even considering committing a crime decided this past week was the time to do it. I didn’t even need to check to know why. There must have been a full moon last week. It sounds crazy but it really does bring out the crazy in people. Statistics don’t lie in this case.
But tonight I wasn’t going to think about any of that.
The minute I got home May would be there to greet me. I’d left a key outside under a rock so she could start making dinner in time for me when I got home. She came up with the idea so who was I to argue?
And this past week I’d felt like a kid again. Although neither one of us had come right out and said it, we’d had fun bantering on the messaging app called Signal about our “relationship.” We chose Signal as it’s truly encrypted. WhatsApp isn’t. If we’re going to joke about what we’re doing the last thing I want is to get caught. WhatsApp and Facebook chats had been used plenty of times in court. It’s real admissible evidence. Signal was truly private and used by big corporations and the dark web types for that very reason.
I never really understood the hang of those messaging apps until I started chatting with her. I thought I was just too old to get it, but she showed me it’s not about your age…it’s about having fun and staying connected throughout the day. The conversation never really ends. It just waits until the next witty reply.
And she was full of them. Even though I was bogged down with work she made it go by quickly. She had me constantly hoping my phone would vibrate with a new message from her which was sure to put a smile on my face…including an especially big smile from the pictures she sent me when she went shopping for her “wedding dress” but got distracted and tried on swimsuits instead. Oh me oh my.
I had to pull over the squad car and I wasn’t even the one driving. I couldn’t sit another second. My polyester policing pants were just way too uncomfortable thanks to what she did to my anatomy.
And the same thing was happening now as I approached the house.
What did she have planned?
Was she going to pretend like nothing was going on now that we were going to be face-to-face? Was she going to answer the door in one of those swimsuits she showed me in the pictures? Was she going to open the door in nothing at all and jump me? That would be nice.
Who needs dinner when I’ve got her?
We could work up an appetite and then eat pasta straight from the pot in the middle of the night in-between rolling around on the sheets…and in the shower…bent over the table…hanging from the chandelier even, if I had one.
I walk up to the front door but before I’m even ten feet from it there she is, opening the door standing there in her apron stirring something in a bowl.
What was I thinking all these years? This is what life’s all about. Coming home after a day protecting the city to a beautiful woman who looks both adorable and incredibly beautiful at the same time. And she’s making food!
Did I just think of the word adorable? That word never crosses my mind before, just like I don’t wave. This woman is affecting me in ways I can’t even control.
And I don’t know if I’m going to be able to control myself when I step through that threshold.
And I can’t.
I take the bowl from her hands and place it on the table next to the door. I grab her by the hips, lifting her off the ground and kiss her hard right on the mouth. Her legs wrap around my waist just above my work belt and all the things I have attached to it.
She kisses me hard right back and in-between me trying to devour her and her trying to do the same thing to me my hat tips back on my head, but doesn’t fall off.
“Oh my god, you look so hot,” she says in-between putting her mouth on my lips, neck and even the chest of uniform.
“You have no idea how hot I am. Hot for you that is.”
I reach around squeeze her ass hard as I hold her suspended in the air.
“Arrest me,” she says.
“You want me to…”
I look into her eyes and know exactly what she wants.
My hands release from that apple bottom butt of hers and her feet quickly find the floor.
I take a step back and bring my hat back down into place, maybe even a bit lower than normal. I pull my aviators out from pocket and slide them on.
“Miss, that bowl you had in your hand when you opened the door…where did you get it?”
“The bowl, officer? I…I…don’t know what you’re—“
“Oh I think you do. You know darn well what I’m talking about. That big stainless steel bowl and aggression you had in your eyes. You weren’t planning on assaulting a police officer were you?”
“Well, no officer. I just—“
“I’ll ask the questions here,” I say. “But I’m not going to ask. I’m going to tell you exactly what you need to do and you’re going to do it. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, officer.”
“Being that you’re so aggressive I need to check you for weapons.”
“Weapons?”
“I’m asking the questions!”
I watch as she jumps a bit, taken back by my own aggression.
“Do you understand me?” I ask as I place my hand underneath her chin before running a finger along her collarbone.
“Yes, sir.”
“Good.” I pause taking an entire minute to slowly circle her twice, looking her up and down making me want her even more.
“Now put your hands on the wall and spread em!”
She does as she’s told, but not at a speed that suits me.
“Faster. Let’s go!”
When she gets into position I pull out my nightstick and gently run it up the inside of her thigh. “I know you can spread…wider.”
She looks down at her feet before opening her stance even more.
“That’s more like it,” I say running the nightstick the rest of the way up and along her crotch and then down her other leg. When I get past her knees I bring the nightstick up the side of her body before stopping when it finds something hard.
“What is this?” I come up from behind her careful to get oh so close to touching her but leaving the smallest of gaps between our bodies.
“It’s my…keys,” she says.
I reach my hand around and slide it inside her pocket searching for her keys, but making sure to run it along her upper thigh as well. Damn, her body feels amazing, even with a layer of clothes in between.
“And you weren’t going to tell me about these? These things which are often used to harm the very type of officer that’s standing behind your right now.”
“I was going to, but—“
“But what exactly? There’s no excuse for this. Now it seems we have a trust issue. And if I can’t trust you then there’s only one thing to do. Only one way to make sure you’re not as dangerous as I think you are.”
I pause looking at that rotund booty of hers in front of me wanting to sink my teeth into her pants. I’m so hard right now I can barely stand up, but I sure as hell can’t sit down.
“Strip search! Take off your clothes.”
She turns around and reaches for her top button.
“Wait! Hands against the wall. I’ll do it.”
I watch as she licks her lips and then slowly turns back towards the wall assuming the position.
I come up from behind her again and bring my hands around the side of her body. I carefully unbutton the top button of her shirt making sure not to brush up against any other parts of her body, especially not her breasts when I want to grab them so damn bad right now.
After the first button I continue working my way down. I bring my head down closer to hers. I can hear her breathing hard and have to be extra carefully unbuttoning her shirt as I can feel the shirt moving up and down as her chest heaves as her heart rate skyrockets even more.
When I get to the bottom button I stop, take a step back, and look her over again. She sticks her ass out just a little more and oh how I want to finish this strip search in one second flat, but I can’t. I have to try and control myself just as much as she is. I know this is driving her crazy and making her so wet. I’m looking forward to seeing just how wet when I slide my tongue inside her, but first…
“Hands behind your back,” I say.
She does as she’s told and I slowly remove the shirt from her arms.
“Hands back against the wall.”
Almost as soon as her hands touch the smooth, white drywall I’ve got my hands around her waist and my groin pressed up against her ass. I reach around the front and unbutton her pants and then slide the zipper down.
I bend down behind her grabbing the sides of her pants in each hand and then yank them down to her ankles. Her big beautiful ass is right in my face and this time I can’t control myself.
I squeeze her cheek hard and press the side of my face against it before pulling my face away and slapping it hard.
“You’ve been a bad, bad girl,” I say, rising up out of my crouch. “Hiding those keys from me like that.”
I run a finger down her back and watch as her skin quickly becomes covered in goose bumps.
My hand darts up for her bra, unhooking it and quickly reaching around and pulling it forward and off.
“Hands behind your back.”
I reach for my cuffs. The moment she’s got her hands back I cuff her and she moans hard.
I kiss the back of her neck.
“You’ve been bad, haven’t you?” I whisper in her ear.
“Terrible. The worst,” she says.
“You know what I do to bad girls?”
“No,” she says coyly.
“I punish them.”
“You do?”
“Oh, I sure do and I’m going to punish you.”
“What are you going to do to me?”
“Well, we’ve got two options the way I see it. We can take you into the station, or we can just handle this punishment right here and now and be done with it…for now.”
“Yes. I want to pay the fine now.”
“Are you trying to…bribe me, miss?”
“No officer.”
I come around in front of her and put my hand underneath her chin. “Because if you are then you’re in even more trouble.”
“I want to get out of trouble, officer. But I just can’t quit being a bad, bad girl.”
“Then that only leaves me one choice, doesn’t it.”
I come around behind her and grab the sides of her panties, yanking them down exposing a shot of her dripping wet pussy looking at me from right in-between the back of her legs, framed above by that perfect ass of hers.
I lose all control.
I grab my belt and unhook it, causing a thud when it hits the floor. She comes up on her tiptoes when it makes contact with the floor and I slide right in behind her.
I whip off my sunglasses. I want to see this perfectly. Watch as I do things to her that will make her come until she can’t come anymore.
I crouch down again and lick straight up along her pussy, drinking in the sweetness of her.
“Oh my god,” she says. “Ahhh,” she moans.
I suck air in in-between gritted teeth relishing the taste of her and only thinking of having more.
My tongue meets her lips again. I flatten it making it wider and lick up again, eliciting an even deeper moan and goose bumps popping up everywhere on the back of her hamstrings which are now locked firmly in the grasp of each of my hands.
I line my tongue up with her hole and flick it back and forth before entering her with my tongue. Her body lunges forward causing her to almost lose balance before my hands shoot up, grabbing her hips and bringing her closer to my face and my tongue even deeper inside of her.
I stand up quickly and guide us the few steps over to the couch as we waddle with our pants down around our ankles. There’s no time to remove them because every second wasted is a second I can be where I want to be more than anywhere in the world.
Inside her.
“Now you’re going to really get it bad girl,” I say, bending her over the couch and lining my cock up to her opening.
“I’m ready, officer. Punish me!”
I reach back with my hand and bring it down hard on her ass, sending her body forward before I bring her back into position.
She moans again and I slap her ass a second time, this time slapping her ass with the back of my hand as I bring my hand back.
“More!” she says.
I deliver slap after slap watching her ass jiggle each time our skin makes contact with one another.
Then I slap her again, but this time I leave my hand in position, squeezing her ass hard. It’s like her ass and my hand were meant for each other.
I can feel her wetness on the head of my cock as my hand kneads her ass and my head starts spinning from all the ecstasy.
“Are you ready for your punishment?”
“I’m ready.”
“What are you ready for?” I ask, trying so damn hard to hold back. Oh how I want to slide my dick inside her right this fucking minute.
“I’m ready for you to punish me, officer.”
“How am I going to punish you? Tell me how.”
“You’re going to slide your cock inside me so deep I won’t even be a able to make a sound and you’re going to keep doing it until I come all over it at just the moment you fill me with your explosion letting me know exactly who the authority figure is.”
“You’re right. I’m an authority when it comes to pleasing you…to fucking you…to watching you as I make you come.”
“Make me come.”
It’s too much.
I guide my hips forward entering her and watch as her head turns sideways and her mouth opens, but nothing comes out, just as she said. Complete silence.
I pull out of her ever so slowly feeling her walls clench the entirety of my shaft. She’s so tight it’s a surprise I didn’t pop on the first thrust, but I didn’t get in deep enough. I have to have more of her first. To feel more of her before I own her. Before I make her mine.
I guide my hips forward again and watch as she buries her cheek against the top of the couch, trying to use it as leverage as she shoves her midsection back into me, but she hasn’t taken enough of me yet for the front of my hips to make contact with her ass. What she’s itching to feel is exactly what I want to feel. The slapping of my hips against her ass.
I slide my dick back and in again, quickening the pace. Then again and again and again, until I’m lost in the moment even deeper.
I’m thrusting inside her with reckless abandon now sending her forward with each thrust. I need more leverage and I want to get deeper still so I reach up with my hands and knife my fist in-between her hair pulling her back towards me.
She growls fiercely in between clenched teeth causing my moans to intensify and deepen even more.
This isn’t a role-playing fantasy anymore. This is completely primal and I’m the biggest predator in the jungle as I devour her with my dick.
I hear the legs of the couch slide across the floor before rising up and slamming down again. How are we generating so much force? And then I hear glass break and quickly notice a picture has fallen off the mantle.
A frame I can fix. This memory will last a lifetime.
But I’m not going to be able to last much longer. Her tightness. Her moans. The feeling of her hair in one hand and her ass in my other has got me ready to explode.
“I’m gonna come!” she yells.
“Fuck!” I moan and just as I feel her juices explode onto my cock I explode deep inside her, arching my back and pushing myself even deeper inside of her to make sure my swimmers have the best chance of fertilizing her and spreading my genes onto the next generation.
My abs and chest find her back as I wrap a hand around her, feeling her sweat mixing with mine. It was quick but damn our heart rates went high in no time flat.
I feel her body heaving underneath mine as our bodies gasp for air trying to replenish the oxygen we just lost.
I feel my knees weaken and I pull out of her and collapse onto the floor behind the couch, taking a moment to look up at her bright red ass. It’s red from my hand, but more so from the power of my hips.
She comes up on her tiptoes and launches herself over the top of the couch and on to the cushions. It’s a hilarious sight, especially considering she’s still handcuffed.
I can’t help but burst out laughing and she quickly does the same.
“Let me uncuff you,” I say. “Just as soon as I can stand.”
“Take your time. I want this feeling to last forever.”