Join the Club - Lani Lynn Vale Page 0,17

didn’t hug her curves at all. There really was nothing special about it.

But it was see-through.

With the light at her back lighting it up, I could see her shapely legs, her generous hips, and the curves of her unbound breasts.

I could also see that she wasn’t wearing anything, not anything at all, underneath it.

I swallowed hard and started walking toward her, knowing that once again, this was going to turn into something that I was sure she likely didn’t need.

The moment I stepped onto her property, she started running.

I caught her when she threw herself into my arms, one arm banding tightly behind her back, and the other going underneath her ass.

Before I could so much as tell her this was a terrible idea, her mouth was on mine.

I moaned into her mouth and twisted, going back the three steps that would place her against my cruiser.

The moment her back hit the metal, her legs came up around me, and I was helping her by shoving up the material of her nightgown.

Things went fast after that.

Our kisses went animalistic as I thought better of where we were—we were on a dark street with only three houses on it, one of which being hers, and one being Priscilla’s, and the next not being anywhere near either of them—but I was still fully dressed in my uniform and on shift.

So I shifted us, my hands smoothing up the expanse of shapely thigh, until I caught Delanie’s ass in both hands.

The next move was to march fast into the house.

Since I knew that Delanie had just gotten home from a trip—which might or might not have been the reason I’d decided to visit Priscilla tonight—I didn’t worry about Asa catching us because he was with Booth.

Delanie’s sister, on the other hand?

“Dillan asleep?” I asked against Delanie’s mouth.

“Yes,” she said as her mouth moved down the length of my throat, touching her lips to the only available skin that my uniform allowed.

I flicked out the lights anyway, and the moment that I got close enough to the couch, I collapsed onto it with Delanie on top.

Her warm breasts pillowed against my face when I slouched down, causing a soft moan to slip free of my mouth.

“I want to taste them,” I growled.

She unbuttoned the three buttons on the front of her gown and slipped one of her breasts free.

I leaned forward and popped the nipple into my mouth, slowly circling the turgid tip with my tongue as I worked my cock free of my pants.

She lifted up to give me more room, pressing her breasts hard against my face.

I held my cock up straight and then guided her hips back downward.

She engulfed me in one smooth slide. Her pussy taking the entirety of my cock from tip to hilt.

She was so tight, hot and wet that my eyes crossed in reaction.

Her hands went to my face and she pulled her nipple away from me, only to replace it seconds later with the other one.

I sucked the peak into my mouth, flicked it with my tongue, and Delanie started to ride me, momentarily popping her nipple free of my mouth.

I didn’t know how this kept happening.

All I knew was that I’d seen her, she was staring at me as if she knew exactly what I wanted, and we were on her couch.

Her hot, voluptuous breasts were pillowing on my chest as she slowly rode my cock.

Up and down. Slow and easy. Exactly how I found that I liked it when it came to her.

I loved to feel her glide over me, pulling me into her body slowly so that I could feel every single inch of her more fully.

I wasn’t saying that I didn’t like fast sex with her. I just loved slow. Loved that this way, I could get lost in her slow, erotic descent and ascent.

I growled and sucked her neck, hands clenching on her hips as her wetness started to coat me fully. God, she felt like a slice of heaven that was all for me.

“Unit 21, this is dispatch. We have a 10-59 at 3883 Willowbrook Lane,” dispatch called.

I paused, knowing that I needed to respond or they’d keep calling.

And I really didn’t want anyone to say anything more, so I placed my hand over Delanie’s mouth, gave her a look that clearly said ‘be quiet’ and depressed the button on my mic. I kept Delanie moving, though, urging her on with my hand on her hips. A little faster now.

“10-4.