Desire (Desire, Book 1) - By Missy Johnson Page 0,45
lip as his hands made their way down to my sex. He traced his finger along my entrance, through my underwear. His touch made me wet, so ready. He smiled, obviously enjoying the effect he was having on my body.
Then suddenly he stopped.my heart pounded as I wondered what had happened?
“I will be right back.” A wicked expression spreading across his face. I watched him disappear out of his room. Now I was just plain curious.
Where the hell had he gone?
I took the moment to ease myself out of my skirt and my underwear, laying back naked on my elbows bed when he re-appeared in the doorway.
“How did you know?” I giggled like crazy when I saw him standing before me in his police uniform.
There was something about a man in uniform that made every woman crazy, and I was no exception. Then I saw the handcuffs swinging from his hip.
“Handcuffs, Mr Walkerson? What makes you think I am going to let you use them on me?” I teased, already gripping the bedhead, ready and willing.
“What makes you think I am asking?” He slowly made his way toward me. “I think you need to be taught some manners.”
I shivered as Devon reached for my arm. He eased the cuff over my wrist, snapping it into place. He lifted both my wrists above my head, locking the other cuff around the bar on the bedframe and over my wrists. I jumped as it snapped into place. He sat on the edge of the bed.
“Holy shit, you’re amazing.” He stood over me, gazing down at my naked body. The sight of him in his uniform had me almost ready to orgasm. He pushed my legs apart, positioning himself on the edge of the bed, his mouth inches from my sex.
He gently blew on my opening, an action that sent ripples of ecstasy through my body. I wanted him so much, and the more want I showed, the more he teased me. Using his index finger, he traced the outline of my sex.
“Oh!” I gasped. The feeling was almost too much. Almost, but not quite. I gasped again as his mouth enclosed over me, his tongue working in ways I’d never knew were possible. He knew just the spot. My hands pulled against the tightness of the cuffs, wanting to break free, but at the same time aroused by the restraint.
“Oh lord, yes!” My back arched, as he slid his hand behind me and pushed his tongue further inside me. I longed to grab hold of his hair and push him harder, deeper. “Yes!” I screamed, finally releasing the climax from my body.
He made his way up my naked body, smiling, licking my taste off his lips. He pushed my legs apart and speared me with his length. I gasped again, his thickness triggering further feelings deep inside me. I took him in, straddling me from above, his uniform soaked with sweat and pleasure.
There was something so unbelievably sexy about being fucked by a cop. It didn’t take him long to explode inside of me, the warmth of his excitement still apparent through the thin skin of the condom. He collapsed on top of me, cursing softly to himself as he came.
“There are not enough words to describe how sexy you are, Kaitlin.” He rolled off me, and faced me. His finger gently stroked my bare stomach.
“Are you going to un cuff me?”
“I don’t know, I’m kind of loving the look of you right now.” That sexy smile spread across his face again as he leaned in for another kiss. He reached above me and unlatched the handcuffs. I moved out from under him, pushing him down on the bed.
“God, Kait…” He gasped as my body grinded against his. “That was amazing.” He breathed, trying to recover his breath.
I smiled. I wasn't done with him yet. I pushed him onto his back, and straddled him, gently kissing his lips, whilst rubbing myself against him. I could feel him getting hard again. He rolled me back onto the bed, cupping my hands to the bed to show me he was in control.
He kissed my lips, my neck, my chest, my nipple, and then my lips again. He let go of one hand, and traced the outline of my body. I shivered at his touch. He began to tease me, feeling how ready I was. I gasped as he began to rub me. Gently at first, picking up momentum as I began to climax. At