Secret Weapon

And she had on too many damned clothes.

Sloan stripped off his jacket and shirt, then tossed his boxers aside. Totally naked, he climbed onto the bed and knelt over her, a knee on either side of her thighs. He stroked down the front of her T-shirt and over her hips. His hands glided over her stomach, then down her crotch. Damn, the jeans she wore were in the way. But his fingers glided over her crotch back and forth. Driving her wild.

He chuckled, then slid his hands up again, this time underneath her T-shirt, and cupped her breasts. The nipples rose shamelessly, peaking into his palms. He rolled her T-shirt up, then reached under her and unclasped her bra. His hands slid under the cups and he teased her sensitive nipples until she cried out in pleasure. He pushed the bra up out of the way.

“You have the most beautiful breasts.” He gazed at them in awe, then leaned down and took one nipple in his mouth.

He teased the tip with his tongue, then sucked. She arched forward and gasped. While still sucking on her, he slid his other hand down her belly, then unfastened her jeans button and zipper. His hand stole into her jeans, then under her panties, and he stroked her damp slit.

“Oh, yes.”

His finger slipped inside her. He switched to her other nipple and tortured that one with his tongue, then sucked. Intense sensations sparked through her. She arched her hips against his hand, driving his finger deeper. His finger slipped from inside her and he drew back, then tugged her jeans down her hips. He tossed them aside and stripped off her panties.

As he gazed at her folds, she glanced down to his swollen cock. God, she wanted that monster driving inside her.

“Mr. Policeman, are you going to drive that big nightstick of yours into me?”

He wrapped his hand around his enormous cock. “You mean this?”

She nodded, her eyes wide.

He stroked it, then tapped the hot, hard flesh against her belly.

“It sounds like you’d like me to.”

“Oh, no, I don’t want to be pounded with your big … stick.”

He chuckled. “That’s good. Because it wouldn’t be a punishment then, would it?”

To her surprise, he grabbed her hip and turned her onto her side, then slid in behind her. His hard cock brushed against her ass, then she felt the length of the shaft press between her cheeks. His arm came around her and he stroked her breasts, back and forth with one hand, teasing the tight buds until they wanted to burst. Then his cock glided down, and he pushed it between her legs. His cockhead nudged her slick slit and the head pushed into her. Suddenly, he thrust inside and she gasped in pleasure.

His huge cock so deep inside her, plunging in so suddenly, sent stars flashing through her head. He held her tight against his body, one hand cupping her breast, the other flat on her stomach.

“Are you ready for your punishment?” he murmured against her ear.

“Oh, yes … I mean … no.”

He chuckled again. His finger found her clit and he toyed with it, sending jolting sparks of pleasure through her as he drew his long cock down her passage. Then he thrust back inside. She gasped again. His finger teased her sensitive bud as he pulled back and thrust forward again.

God, she was close.

Her breathing accelerated as he thrust again and again until she could hardly catch her breath. He rammed inside her, filling her with his thick, hard shaft. Harder. Filling her impossibly full each time.

She gasped as pleasure burst through her, then wailed as she catapulted to a joyous orgasm, waves of ecstasy washing over her.

Sloan groaned and erupted inside her.

She squeezed and moaned as her orgasm went on and on.

Finally, she slumped back against his solid chest.

He kissed the back of her neck.

“Have you learned your lesson?” he asked.

“Mmm.” She lolled her head against his muscular shoulder and gazed around at him. “I’m not sure.”

He drove deep into her and pleasure blasted through her again. He pumped a few more times, teasing her clit at the same time, sending her trembling into another orgasm.