Rescue Me

“Slow this time,” I murmured against her neck, pulling up her top and exposing her skin inches at a time. Each inhale I tugged it higher, holding it on the exhale and teasing her.

Her hand cupped my dick, tracing her nail over the ridge pressing painfully against my jeans and the zipper. I rolled into her and then gently moved her grabby hands away. None of that for my girl right now, or I wouldn’t last as long as I planned. There was a method to my madness, and she was upsetting my mojo by being impatient.

“Damn it, Theo,” she groused. I loved the hissy, grumpy tone of her voice begging without saying what she wanted. Of course, we could have torn each other’s clothing off, but why rush?

For the last twelve hours of our date I wanted to drag this encounter out as much as possible. I wanted to be drunk off the endorphins of having her under me, thrusting inside her so that my sex hangover lasted well into Wednesday of next week.

“I like when you curse me out, Colbie.” My favorite dispatcher had a dirty mouth. She had a lot of dirty going on for the sweet person she was, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.

“Fuck me.” Her filthy tone demanded I do just that, and I halted her rush by stopping her hands from reaching for my jeans again. I’d dry hump her first and exhaust the fight out of her so I could go to town on the rest of her hungry, wet body for the remaining twelve hours until we had to show up for work tomorrow. Hernandez had already texted me about her car still sitting in the precinct parking lot. Nosy rookie.

“I will, but first I’m going to taste every inch of your body.”

She groaned pitifully. “You’re going to think I’m a mouthy shrew by the time you do all that.”

“I already know you’re a loud filthy girl, and I like it. But this is for me. I’ll get you there. In fact, if you want to come multiple times, that’s fine too; right now, this is mine.”

“You’re upset I kicked your ass in the batting cages, aren’t you?” I was just a tad, but that was the competitive side of me. I didn’t care that she actually beat me. Colbie was the equivalent of a pool shark with a bat. Of course, now she tells me I missed her trophy because we’d tossed our clothes over it in her apartment last night.

“I hear a pout in your voice.”

“Then you better turn this frown upside down.”

“Challenge accepted.” I led Colbie over to my bed and stripped the rest of her clothes off slowly, leaving her in her bra only because I was impatient myself this time. I laid back and guided her to sit her musky sweet center over my mouth that watered to taste her.

“Who’s the filthy one now, Sergeant?”

“You’ll be singing a different tune in a moment, sweetheart.” I positioned her over my face and commenced licking her deep and parting her slick lips over mine. She wiggled and squealed as I kept up a relentless pace. Maybe if I exhausted her, she’d lie still enough for me ride her for hours. I’d start here and see how things progressed. Her low moans and fingernails clawing my headboard were an indication that I was on the right track to taking her long and as slow as it suited me later.

“You’re evil,” she whimpered, and I let my tongue respond to her comment by rolling it around her clit and sucking it gently along with the barest penetrations of her with my thumb, grazing her inner wall.

Slow and steady was going to win this race as her hips found a relaxed rhythm, rocking over my chin. My hand reached up to cup her lace clad breasts and squeezed until she was pulling the cups down, tangling her arms in silky straps and grumbling.

“Don’t you laugh. Don’t you dare. You just wait until I get my lips around your cock, mister.”

I stopped licking and sucking to give her a verbal reply. “I’m waiting with baited breath, Colbie.”

Her hand slapped my shoulder, and I resumed my mission of drinking up her juices and letting them coat her thighs. She got louder and breathier until she couldn’t hold herself up, quivering her release.

“Mine,” I said, flipping our positions. I rolled a condom down my shaft and entered her in a slow stroke until my dick bottomed out, and my balls rested against her ass.

“Oh my god.” Colbie’s nails resumed their spot in my shoulders like a kitten in water. I moved with slow precision, savoring the shift in her internal muscles clenching and rippling. Someday I’d do this sans condom, but for tonight, I felt her tight pussy squeeze me mercilessly, and her mouth formed

an O in soundless wonder as I fucked the sense out of her.

“That’s my girl. Take it deep. Oh yeah, I love your cunt milking me with each little breath you make.” I spoke dirty, filthy things to her that could get us fired from our jobs if we ever said them over the radio. I told her how much I looked forward to breaching her tight asshole when she was ready and how I’d play with her clit, letting her soak the bedding while I rocked inside of her. I’d hold her down and make her take my shots of cum and then watch it leak out of her. I’d save it for a night we had to work early so I could fill her up before and put her panties on right after. She’d be filled with me, my load leaking out of her until the end of the shift like a hot mess reminding her she was mine.

“You better hope I don’t forget we’re at work.” She groaned in rigid ecstasy, coming again and again, her voice hoarse and sexy. I’d love hearing it tomorrow over dispatch, knowing I’d done it to her.

4

Colbie

What do you do when the best weekend of your life ends and you kiss the man on the steps of the precinct where you both work?

You take the hoots and hollers in stride.

“Something you kids want to tell us?” Hernandez stood in the hallway with a smug shit-eating grin on his face as if I didn’t know he’d texted Theo about my car not even twelve hours earlier. He was such a pain in the ass, but a good friend that you kind of had to forgive him.