Protect & Serve(215)

With a sudden ferocity, I grabbed both edges of his open leather jacket in my fists, yanking him into a powerful lip-lock.

Hunter’s tongue swirled against mine, and I tasted his ruggedness and sweat within my mouth. Meanwhile, he was slipping his finger inside my wet pussy, forcing my lips into a gasp against his own.

A moan escaped my mouth and straight into his as I welcomed his yearning digit inside. My hips began to rock slightly against his movements, allowing him further access inside my trembling body.

Hunter decided that it was time we made things a little easier, so he withdrew from me and began ripping my clothes off. I did the same to him, pulling his leather jacket from his broad, sculpted form before tugging off his shirt and unbuttoning his jeans…

He caught my wrists there, spinning me to face away from him. I planted my hands down on the countertop of the kitchen island as he unclipped and tossed aside my bra, leaving me in my panties against him.

Eager to tease me, I felt him unsheathe himself and plant his thick, hot cock between my thighs. Hunter pressed against my body, rubbing the rock-hard erection against the covered lips of my pussy to bring me closer to peak arousal.

“Oh, you teasing little bastard…”

“Nothing little about me, detective…”

The massive tool between my thighs attested to that much – that was for certain.

With my argument stripped from my lips, he hooked both thumbs into the lining of my panties and dragged them down my hips, until they dropped to my ankles.

Instead of trying to slip his steamy, throbbing cock into my welcoming and wet slit, Hunter reached around to slip two fingers into my mouth. I tasted my own essence on one, and eagerly suckled the digits until he pulled them back from my lips.

With a firm but gentle pressure, he pushed them both into my sopping wet pussy. Pleased by how he stretched my chasm, I gasped in satisfaction and tried to spread my ankles further. The panties offered some light bondage that excited me more than kicking them off, so I allowed them to keep my ankles merely a foot, maybe a foot and a half apart.

“Oh god, Hunter,” I moaned as he plunged the fingers deeper into my body. “That feels so good… I love your fingers inside my wet pussy, Hunter… finger me harder…”

A husky chuckle escaped his lips and into my ear. “Oh, since when did you become so dirty, detective?”

I reached back and grabbed the nape of his neck, pressing him closer into my ear. “Shut up and finger-fuck me harder, Hunter…”

“Better ask nicely,” he grinned.

“Please, Hunter…”

I felt his flat palm press down between my shoulder blades, and he pushed me down against the kitchen island. Both hands firmly grasping the edges now, I let loose a chorus of moans as he followed my request.

Hunter’s rugged fingers pummeled my pussy from the inside, sliding in and curling to excite my inner bundle of nerves. I felt his digits glide along the ridges of my soaking chasm, pressing me onward to a mounting, crippling orgasm…

I begged him to not stop as my knuckles went white around the countertop edges. With a trembling that rose from my toes and shook my knees, I gasped and undulated against his form.

The powerful multiple orgasms sent rolling waves of pleasure across my body, emptying my mind of coherent thought… and utterly driving me insane with bliss.

“That felt like a good one,” Hunter grinned as I felt the helmet of his hard cock press against my slick lower lips. “But I think it’s my turn now…”

With just enough strength to push up off of the island, I let a hand loosely scratch at the back of his neck, and I nodded.

My hand guided his face down to my shoulder, and Hunter took the opportunity to nip my lobe, kiss my throat, and bite down lightly into my tender, soft shoulder.

“Ooof,” I murmured with surprise and delight. “That… I could use some of that.”

“Happy to oblige.” The words were laced with a raw huskiness that sent a shiver of excitement down my spine.

Just then, his thick, throbbing cock pushed into my yearning chasm. I felt my body shudder with incredible desire as he sheathed himself deep inside my quivering folds.

“Oh god,” I murmured.

“You always felt so incredible around my cock,” I heard him groan as he thrust in again. “You’re still so tight around my dick – so tight, and so fucking wet…”

Hunter never talked like that unless he was really into the fucking, so I wiggled my hips against his when he thrust in again.

As I’d anticipated, he let loose a mighty groan, his hands squeezing around my pelvis as his cock burrowed as far as it could go into my body. The motion was enough to force the air from my lungs, and I was panting with lust within seconds.