Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
My eyebrows shoot up in surprise and a smirk flashes across his face.
Huh?
I glance out to the road to see the pickup in my drive, which must be his personal vehicle, I look down to notice he doesn’t have his gun on.
He’s not working.
“Oh.”
“If you’re home alone, I’d like to search the premises,” he says all boss-like.
Excitement screams through my body, and I step aside to play along, “Of course, officer. Please, come in.”
He walks in and looks around, he goes through to the kitchen and as I follow him, I look around my house at what he is seeing for the first time, thank God I cleaned my house today. “What kind of disturbance was called in?” I ask.
“A woman in a white nightdress.” He turns toward me; his eyes drop hungrily down my body.
“She sounds like trouble.” I roll my lips to hide my smile.
“My imagination tells me that she is.”
The air crackles between us.
I have no idea what’s going on, but holy shit, it’s good.
“Do you have any dangerous weapons on your body?” he asks in his powerful police voice.
I want to play along but I also want to laugh out loud.
This is hot!
“Maybe,” I mumble.
“Maybe?” he yells. “Don’t give me a maybe, ma’am. Yes or no, do you have any dangerous weapons on your person?”
I do smile this time, unable to help it.
A smile tugs at his lips too, but he hides it well. “Answer the question.”
“I don’t have to do anything you tell me,” I spit.
In one sharp movement he grabs me, spins me around and pushes me up against the kitchen counter. “Put your hands on the counter and spread your legs.”
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Zoe
Holy shit, is this really happening?
I put my hands down and widen the stance of my legs, he taps the inside of my foot, and I spread my legs wider.
“This is your final warning, if you want to keep yourself out of a compromising position, young lady, then you need to speak up right now.”
Seriously, this is off the hook. Do they teach this stuff at cop school? If not, they should.
He comes up really close behind me, and I can feel his breath on my neck, goosebumps scatter up my arms. He steps forward, and I can feel his erection as it digs into my behind.
“Everything alright here?” he says.
He’s asking for permission to play this game.
I nod.
“Answer the question.”
“Everything is….. perfect.” I breathe.
I’m going straight to hell on the ho’ bag express.
I scrunch my eyes shut as I begin to hear my heartbeat, arousal pumps through my blood like warm chocolate.
“I’m going to pat you down now as I search for any concealed weapons. Anything you say, can and will be used against you.”
I smile, damn it, I wish a camera was recording this, Avril will never believe this story in a million years, I can hardly believe it myself.
He runs his big hands over my shoulders and down my arms.
“Are you cold?” he asks.
“No.”
“No, sir.” He corrects me.
Excitement rushes over me. “No, sir.”
His hands pat down my arms and around to my breasts, he brushes over my nipples as they harden.
My heart races.
They drop lower, this time, his fingers curl around my waist and he jerks me back onto his body, I’m reminded of who’s in charge. His thick erection digs into my behind and I hold my breath as I wait for his next move.
His teeth graze my ear and tingles run all over.
“You smell fucking good,” he whispers darkly into my ear; his teeth graze my ear again and this time he bites me. Hard enough that I whimper.
Holy…..
My heart hammers in my chest, and I scrunch my eyes shut as I try to control my breathing.
He puts his lips to my ear, “Open your fucking legs,” he growls in a whisper.
I am not this kind of girl, and I don’t even know this man, but there is no way I’m stopping.
My sex tingles at the order, and I widen my legs.
Is this really happening?
He bends and his hands pat all the way to my ankles as I hold my breath, on the way up my legs he slides them up my inner thighs. His thumbs dust my sex through my panties, and I just about convulse.
His lips are at my ear again, “I need to search…. everything.”
His teeth graze my neck, and I almost convulse.
“Say when,” he adds.
I pant, trying to get a hold of myself.
“I said….. say when. Do you understand me?” he repeats.
I nod, he’s giving me a chance to stop if I want to.
“Keep going,” I demand.
I feel him smile against my ear. “You are a troublemaker.”
Excitement screams though me. “Yes, sir.”
His fingers slide under the leg of my panties as I hold my breath.
I shudder, fuck, I’m going to come, and he’s hardly touched me.