Chapter 8

The handcuff clicked onto my wrist.
“Now you are under arrest,” he said with a mischievous laugh. He unbuttoned my pants and pulled them off, casting them off the bed. Casually rubbing up and down my thighs his fingertips excited dynamic sensations across my skin. He traced the fabric of my wet panties and, as he pushed them aside, he rubbed my perfect pink flower, and my arousal continued to increase as my breath quickened along with my desire. He slipped off my panties, sliding them down off my hips as I maneuvered my legs to help him; casually he placed them on the floor with my pants.

He climbed onto the bed, grasping my right leg in his palms; he began kissing my ankle and drifted up my leg, peppering my skin with feathery light kisses. I moaned, arching my back on the bed as he kissed my knee lightly, I could feel his warm breath shutter across my skin. Gracefully he slid his fingers across the outside of my legs, touching me cautiously as he slid his hands up to my butt. Kissing up my inner thighs, he parted my legs with his palms pushing them further apart. Bending his head, he kissed my inner thighs lightly, causing vibrations of pleasure to trickle across my skin. I moaned softly as he reached up to fondle my breast, squeezing my nipple slightly causing a surge of yearning to build within me. He crawled up onto my chest; I felt a longing as he had teased me with his soft caresses and kisses. Placing his hard shaft between my breasts, he grasped them between his strong masculine hands pushing them together around his manhood. He pushed the length of his penis up between my breasts towards my mouth; I leaned my head forward and put my mouth around him. Moving his hips back and forth, he moved in and out of my mouth, getting himself wetter with my saliva, and I could taste a slight bit of saltiness dripping from the end of his hardness. With aggravated movements, he moved quicker between my breasts, squeezing them together more tightly around himself as he slid back and forth. I put my tongue on the tip of him as he brought it closer and closer to my lips as he moved. He groaned, and I closed my eyes as he released his hot seed onto my neck and chin still moving, I opened my eyes, and could see the tip was white with frothy secretions. I licked him softly with my tongue bringing my head closer to put my lips all the way around his still hard shaft. Sucking his hard member into my mouth, he groaned again releasing a little more saltiness into my warm mouth, a hot spurt of liquid love.

He slid back from my chest and off the bed; he walked into my bathroom and grabbed a towel off the towel rack. He wiped his creaminess off my neck and chin. Kissing me on the lips, he crawled over me again; positioning himself between my legs, I could feel the heat from his semi-hard member pressed against my inner thigh. He backed himself up to the edge of the bed, and began kissing up my leg again, kissing my left knee softly, and then moving to the right one. He bent his head down and flicked his tongue frivolously across my wet lips, exploring my hardening love button; I arched my back as I grabbed his hair, bringing him closer to my warm womanhood. He began slowly teasing me with his tongue; he tantalized my clit with well-defined movements. Faster he licked and explored my hardened throbbing nub, bringing me to the brink of a climax; he stopped only to begin again, bringing me to the edge each time only to stop. Then with two fingers, he plunged deep into my tunnel, teasing, and enticing my secret place. I climaxed and I felt myself tighten around his fingers, drenching them in my juices. He pulled his fingers out and licked them, placing them in my mouth I tasted my own juices, sweet and succulent savoring the taste and experience of consuming my own special flavors.

Straddling my chest his hardened manhood laid between my breasts. Lifting his hips, he brought his enlarged member towards my lips urging me to ravish him within my mouth. Rubbing the tip across my lips, I gradually parted my lips so he could enter my warm, wet mouth. Grasping his manhood between my lips, I sucked slowly while relishing the moment, taking in each sensation allowing my mouth to explore his entire throbbing shaft. Glancing up at him with a sultry look that recognized the passion between us, he closed his eyes and gripped my hair with his fingers; flexing his fingers, he moaned softly. With his hips rocking back and forth leisurely, urging me to take more of his manhood into my mouth, obliging his subtle insistence I opened my mouth wider swallowing his hardness deeper into my throat. Sucking harder I wrapped my lips tighter around his hard shaft; he moaned louder entwining my hair tighter between his fingers.

"You're mine," he groaned as I continued to suck and lick at his hardened shaft. He gripped my hair tighter and continued to moan, "You're mine, all mine." My heart started to beat faster, the way he said it was alarming. Not in a fun sexual way but aggressively he continued to moan "you're mine". I contemplated asking him to leave, but my groin told me to stay and continue. I was tingling from the experience. I continued to pleasure him thinking maybe I was reading too much into his tone. But as he got closer to climax, he was more aggressively gripping my hair and then he said, "you're mine and no one will ever take you from me," he whispered as my heart beat faster and faster in a panic. Get a grip Vivienne I thought to myself, it's probably just a little kinky thing he likes to say. He's a cop he's supposed to protect people.