Forbidden Fruit - A Naughty Collection

Arriving at her home is like coming home and I am scared shitless of that. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt that. A sense of belonging. When I pull into the drive, it’s dark and as I exit my car, I pull my gun out of the holster. Not sure what I’m about to find, I head down the stairs to the front door. It’s silent so I decide to round the house. I hear a noise, a glass smashing to the floor. Aiming, I turn the corner and the sight before me stops me dead in my tracks.

Jasmine is bent over sweeping up a broken glass, dressed in the shortest skirt I’ve ever seen. Her long legs are taunting me, but it’s the vision between her thighs that has me groaning. The sound has her standing and pivoting to find me rock hard in my uniform. “You should bend over more often, baby,” I offer with a smirk.

Her eyes twinkle and she reaches out for me, stroking me through the thin material and I groan aloud. “That big gun for me, Officer?” she quirks, while peeking up at me.

I nod. “Only you, Baby Doll.” She makes quick work of getting my cock out. Dropping to her knees on the patio, she takes me in her mouth and my body shudders with need.

She’s so fucking good at that I know it won’t take me long to come. I glance down and I’m a man owned by a little blonde minx.

“Good girl, take me deep. Make me come in that pretty little mouth.” My filthy words are all she needs to spur her on. Her lips wrap around my dick like they were meant to be there.

Jaz moans sending a vibration up my dick all the way up my spine. The pleasure is overwhelming and I doubt I’m going to last very long. Gripping her long blond locks, I hold her in place.

Wide blue pools peer up at me under those perfect lashes, and I notice how the shimmer of her eyes makes them sparkle like stars. My little star. “You going to swallow every drop, beautiful?” She tries to nod, but my grip on her hair is too tight. “Take it all and drink it down like a good girl,” I order and she does. The soft choking sound echoes through the air and my head drops back as pleasure engulfs me. Sending me spiraling into a lust filled haze. This woman is my beginning, my end, my whole fucking world.

I shoot jet after jet of arousal deep down her throat and she swallows me, like a star. When I slide out of her hot mouth, she gives me a bright smile. The gate buzzer sounds, and I’m sure that’s Becky. Glancing down at my girl, I hold a hand to her and help her to mold her body to mine and plant a kiss on her swollen lips. “I’ll get the door. You get cleaned up, and I’ll meet you upstairs in a bit.”

I pull on a pair of jeans as I watch Dane pace a hole in my carpet. He’s been quiet since we got upstairs. The giggles from my living room allow us a quick reprieve. Becky is entertaining Xander downstairs since they both arrived at the same time, and it sounds like it’s going well. “So, what did you want to talk about?”

“It’s about us. Sit down.” His words are like ice water running through my veins, and for some reason, I’m scared of what he’s about to say. When we first started this—I don’t even know what “this” is—we didn’t exactly agree it was exclusive, or that we were an official couple. So I straighten, hope to steady my heart with a deep breath, and watch him.

When he settles on the bed beside me, he takes my hand. “Look, I know this isn’t what you wanted, I mean… fuck. We weren’t meant to go here, to get here. And…” He drags his gaze up to me and what I see there stops my heart. “I want you, Jasmine. All of you. Every inch, inside and out. From your blonde hair, down to your perfect tits, and those perky little nipples, that perfect smooth pussy, those gorgeous legs, to your pretty manicured toes.”

I can’t stop the giggle that escapes my lips. Here I was thinking he’s breaking up with me when he actually wants me.

“You’re such an ass. Of course I want you.” Swatting him on the shoulder, I earn myself a growl. He pounces on me, pinning me to the bed.

“I may be an ass, but you love it. And right now, all I want to do is fuck my little cunt. You hear that, Baby Doll? You’re mine.” He reaches between us, cupping my sex, thick fingers stroke me through my jeans. “This pussy is mine, I fucking own it. No other man will come near it, no other man will touch it, lick it, or make it squirt. Only me.”