Bad Cop

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.Carl.

"Now it's time to be a bad cop."

Fuck. Me.

All other thoughts faded away as my head clouded with lust. I could hardly move for a moment when she sat down on top of me. I just stared at her in slack-jawed amazement.

She smirked at me, reaching down for my hand. She lifted it, turned it palm-side up, and placed the handcuffs in it. I held the heavy, cool metal as I watched her stand up and turn around. Her round, perfect ass was right at eye level, and in full view thanks to the skimpy thong she had on. She put her hands behind her back and waited for me to catch the fuck on.

I snapped out of my stupor and reached out to slap the handcuffs on her wrists. I smiled when she gasped, and I sat back to admire how fucking sexy her cuffed hands looked in front of her ass. It was like something out of an S&M fantasy.

I stood up so that my body was flush with the back of hers. I grabbed her hair and tilted her head away from me so that I could get a better angle of her neck. I began to suck on the curve where it met her shoulder, and she moaned. I bit down softly, causing her to whimper.

"I'm finding it necessary to use excessive force on you," I murmured against her neck. I licked over the spot I'd just bit.

I grabbed her shoulder with one hand and reached around the front of her body to slide my other hand between her legs. She threw her head back and cried out as I pulled her into me. Her cuffed hands were pressed against my erection as my fingers worked her.

"Is that your gun I feel?" she asked breathily, smirking up at me as she grabbed at it through my pants.

I leaned my mouth by her ear. "Are you touching an officer's weapon?" I growled, licking up her earlobe.

She nodded, moaning from what my fingers were doing to her. I abruptly pulled them out and she whined. I walked around her so that we were facing each other.

I leaned my face in until it was mere inches from hers. "Do you know what happens when you touch my gun?" I warned.

She was still breathing heavily as she shook her head.

"I have to use it on you," I smirked before I backed her up and helped her sit down on the edge of the couch. Her face was now eye level with my erection.

"Can I see it?" she asked, looking up at me flirtatiously through her lashes.

Fuck. She watched intently as I unzipped my pants and pushed them down with my boxers. "Careful; it's loaded," I winked.

She smiled at it. "It's so big," she whispered. "And it's aiming right at my mouth." She licked her lips.

Holy shit. "You have a big mouth, young lady," I smirked.

"Maybe you should shut me up," she purred.

I stepped forward and guided myself between her parted lips.

She immediately began sucking and licking and bobbing her head back and forth.

"Fuck!" I gasped as I wove my hands in her hair. If I wasn't careful, I would lose it right there; she was that good, and I was that turned on.

I let it go on until I felt the pressure beginning to build. Using every ounce of self-control I had, I held her head as I pulled out of her mouth.

She was panting as she looked up at me, her lips wet and swollen. "What's wrong, Officer?" she grinned wantonly as she said that last word, and it made me lose what little control I had left.

I brought her to her feet and held her by her cuffed hands as I walked her to the arm of the couch. "Bend over," I commanded.

She spread her feet a little before complying with my demand.

I took in the sight of her bent over the side of the couch, her hands cuffed and resting right by her perfect ass. I am one lucky motherfucker, I grinned to myself as I grabbed onto her little thong and slid it down her legs. I lined myself up and gripped her hips as I slammed into her, making her cry out.

I leaned down over her as I thrust in and out. "Do you see what you've done?" I breathed. "You've gotten me worked up."

She just moaned.

"I've been forced to escalate," I grunted between breaths.

"Yes," she whimpered.

I felt myself getting close. "Now, I'm going to unload this gun into you," I growled.

"Yes!" she begged. "Please!"

I gripped her tightly as a wave of pleasure rocked through my body. I gasped and swore, my breathing erratic. When I was finished, I slid out and helped her back to her feet.

"Thank you," I murmured into her neck as I kissed her in a way that made her gasp.

I reached down and removed the handcuffs by squeezing and then releasing them.

She rubbed her wrists as she turned to face me. She had a devilish little grin on her face. "See? You're a natural," she winked.

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.Layla.

Fuck, that was hot. It felt so good to do that for him. Watching his reactions and listening to him boss me around had me so turned on. I hardly cared that he hadn't let me finish, because it wasn't about me. Besides, it would only have me more worked up for later, and I knew he would repay me many times over.

"I love you so much," he breathed as he leaned down to kiss me.

I wove my hands in his hair as I eagerly kissed him back. It soon became a full-on make out session, and he guided me to sit on the arm of the couch before breaking off our kiss. Both of us were out of breath as we stared at each other.

He didn't break eye contact as he knelt between my legs. "I think you need something from me," he smiled as he leaned over my lap until his mouth was right above where my body wanted it. Fuck; even when Carl was a bad cop, he didn't forget about pleasing me.

The throbbing was killing me as I watched him part my legs. His tongue came out and lightly licked just the little spot I needed, and I threw my head back and gasped.

He began to flick his tongue back and forth; slowly at first and then faster and faster until I was crying out and convulsing and pulling his hair.

When the waves finally subsided, I felt him smile against me before he leaned back. We stared at each other, both of us panting.

"Thank you," I whispered.

He grinned. "Please. I owe you a hundred times that for what you just did."

I blushed and bit my lip as he stood up and pulled me to my feet. He wrapped his arms around me.

"You are the fucking best," he praised as he kissed my temple. "I am so lucky."

I smiled against his shoulder. Same, Carl. Same. I was about to reply when his phone started to ring. We both looked at each other with wide eyes.

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