Scarred

by Meghyn King

  Scarlett broke the kiss and gasped for air. “Wow. That was amazing, Officer.”

  Ethan’s chest heaved as he grinned wickedly at her. “I told you not to call me that.”

  “Maybe I want to… Officer.” She ran a finger between his covered pecs and smirked. “Maybe you should arrest me for it?”

  Ethan’s eyes flashed, and his grin widened. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back.”

  Scarlett’s stomach flipped excitedly, and her breath caught in her throat. He stared at her with so much lust that she could feel it through every inch of her body—but that wasn’t the only thing she wanted to feel.

  She lowered her eyes and stared at him from beneath her eyelashes. “But, Officer, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

  Ethan picked up the roleplay quickly and hooked his fingers in his utility belt. “Ma’am, I won’t ask again. Don’t make me use force.”

  Anticipation lit a fire in her, and simmering lust churned low in her stomach, making her mewl with need. She wanted him in her, and the desire was already driving her crazy. She spun on her heel and shoved her hands behind her back, right above her ass, while making sure to bend forward just a little so her gown rose up the back of her thighs. “Like this, Officer?”

  She heard a sharp intake of breath, and it was all she could do not to grin triumphantly. But then it was her turn to gasp when she felt the ghost touch of his fingers as he ran them up along her thighs.

  “Yes, exactly like that.” His fingers disappeared, and she moaned in disappointment.

  “Now what, Officer?”

  “I need to do a thorough inspection.” His voice was so deep, so husky, that just the sound of it made excitement shoot through her. She wondered what he looked like right now. Would his eyes be darker, full of lust and need? And would he be licking his lips as he stared at her?

  “Spread your legs.”

  He patted her inner thigh, and she gasped again. It left a searing aftertouch on her vulnerable skin and was enough to have her pussy wet and craving to be filled; she could already feel the dampness pooling in her silk underwear. She shifted her feet farther apart.

  “Put your hands on the bed.”

  Scarlett closed her eyes, willing her body to calm down, but it was useless. Her nerves were buzzing with desire and her arms shook as she pushed her palms into the bed. It gave her the balance she needed, but it also put her on full display to Ethan. The position made her gown ride up even farther and she felt the cool breeze from the air conditioner on the globes of her ass. The thin scrap of her knickers did little to protect her against it.

  “You must stay still at all times, am I clear?”

  “Yes, Officer.”

  She held her breath, waiting, but for a moment nothing happened. Then, the lightest touch against the sides of her stomach made her startle under his hands. His palms smoothed down her sides and over her hips, featherlight touches, but enough to have her craving more. She needed like she’d never needed before.

  “What are you doing, Officer?” she gasped out.

  “I’m doing a thorough search, ma’am. Please keep still.” His deep drawl sent a shiver up her spine.

  She held so still, she didn’t realize she was holding her breath.

  He hummed.

  “Did you find what you were looking for, Officer?”

  “Not yet. Spread your legs further, ma’am.”

  Scarlett glanced over her shoulder. Ethan was standing over her, eyes dark with need as he stared at her ass. The front of his pants was pulled tight, with the obvious hard line of his erection filling out the crotch area. It was an impressive sight and Scarlett licked her lips.

  Ethan’s eyes flicked to her face and the corners of lips curved. “Are you sure you want to do this, Scarlett?”

  Scarlett’s heart jumped in her chest and she smiled. “I’m more than sure… Officer.”

  Ethan snorted and raised his brows. “Did I say you could look at me, ma’am. Face the bed. Now.”

  Her toes curled in anticipation and she grinned, facing the mattress again.

  “Put your knee up on that mattress.”

  “Yes, Officer.” She did what she was told, pressing her knee into the mattress. She was exposed now, and it felt like her knickers did little to hide her obvious lust. They were coated with her juices, her excitement at what was about to happen in plain view.

  “You’re gorgeous,” Ethan murmured, his palm running over her left asscheek.

  “Like what you see?”

  “So hot.” He slapped the part of her ass that was peeking out from beneath her underwear. It stung, but the heat evolved into pleasure. “Your ass is amazing.”

  “You know what would be better, Officer? If you eat me out.”

  When she turned to see Ethan’s reaction to her bold request, he was standing with his head cocked to one side, obviously surprised.

  The roleplay was momentarily paused, it seemed. “What? Did you expect me to be coy, Ethan? I know what I want, and I know how to get it. And right now I want your tongue inside me.”

  He grinned wickedly at her then and slid to his knees behind her. “Yes, ma’am.”

  Scarlett tugged up her chemise so it gathered around her stomach, flashing him her scanty underwear. He groaned, his palms tracing over her ass. He wasn’t lying when he said he loved her ass, because he worshipped it, first by kissing each cheek through her underwear, and then by smacking them and squeezing the heated flesh. He spent a good five minutes just touching and playing, worshipping her ass until her legs were quivering and barely able to hold her up any longer—not that Scarlett minded that much.

  He ran his finger between the folds of her pussy, his thumb pressing a little harder into the material where her entrance was. She knew he’d be able to feel the wetness coating her underwear.

  He hooked his fingers under the band of her knickers, tugging them down. They slid down her legs until they were bunched around her knees. He groaned, and suddenly his tongue was on her pussy, swiping at her clit and hole.

  “Damn.” She clawed at the blanket beneath her hands, needing to grab hold of something as he worked his tongue into her.

  He ate at her pussy like a hungry man, and she couldn’t get enough. Pleasure shot up her spine, her juices leaking from her. His tongue was hot, and she wanted more of his warm body parts inside of her. Something thicker and harder, ideally, but she let him work her over until she was a mewling mess, crying desperately into the bedspread.

  “You taste so good,” he moaned, fingers spreading her apart. More of his fingers touched her entrance, pressing in until one fingertip slid inside.

  “Ngh. I want your cock,” she whimpered, shoving back on the finger so it went deeper.

  “So fucking wet for me.”

  Their previous roleplay was completely forgotten, and Scarlett didn’t care. She was desperate for his cock and wanted it right then and there.

  “Get naked,” she hissed over her shoulder, turning further so she could see him more clearly.

  Ethan didn’t argue. He rid himself of his clothes in an almost frantic manner, and she had the pleasure of watching as his muscular body came into view. He was handsome underneath his clothes, as she expected him to be. His chest was sculpted from years of football and exercise, with a sparse smattering of dark hair between and across his pecs, some more trailing from his bellybutton to his crotch. He had thick thighs that quivered under her studying gaze. Now his cock was unconstrained, it curved up, deliciously thick, with prominent veins, and at least seven inches long from her estimation. Seeing it made her lick her lips. Yes, she’d have that in her, please and thank you.

  Scarlett turned so she sat on the edge of the bed, and crooked her finger, gesturing for him to move closer. She grabbed his hips, dragging him forward so his cock bounced in front of her mouth.

  Wrapping a hand around the base of his erection, she swiped her tongue over the tip. His salty taste attacked her senses, and she r
eveled in it. She was the exception from what she’d discovered over the years, one who loved the taste of her men and couldn’t get enough of giving them blowjobs.

  She enveloped his cockhead with her lips, hollowing her cheeks and slurping on it. He hissed above her, his hands grabbing a handful of her scarlet locks and tugging on them. She licked and sucked, working his cock in a way she knew men liked. By now she was an expert at deep-throating, and she took him in all the way to the back of her throat with ease.

  He grunted, his hands tightening in her hair. “Fuck.”

  She moaned around his hard flesh, knowing that it’d create a vibrating sensation around his sensitive organ, and like she expected, he threw his head back, his thighs quivering even harder. She’d had men thrust into her mouth uncontrollably, even though she was already taking them deep into her throat, and she had to commend Ethan on his discipline as he let her keep control. But the thing was, she didn’t want him to control himself.

  His cock popped out of her mouth. “I want you to fuck my mouth,” she purred, staring at him from beneath her eyelashes.

  Ethan licked his lips, his eyes dark with lust. He tugged her hair, hinting for her to take him back into her mouth. She did. She worked his length against her tongue and opened her lips wide, releasing her hold on him so he could take over. Then, he fucked into her mouth like she wanted him to. His hands cupped the back of her head, and his cock hit the back of her throat with a particularly deep thrust, almost triggering her gag reflex, which happened rarely.

  “I want to get inside you,” he growled, fiery passion alight in his eyes as he hooked his arms under her armpits and hauled her up and onto the bed. He threw her onto the mattress like she weighed nothing. The action was hot, and it ramped up her simmering lust another notch, which she didn’t think was possible.

  She spread her legs, exposing her pussy to his feasting eyes. He looked like a rampant beast, a feral, hungry look dominating his face. It made her shiver.

  Scarlett ran a fingertip over her clit, flicking the bud and making herself whimper as a jolt of pleasure shot up her. Her hole clenched as he wrapped his hand around his dick, jerking it off as he stared down at her.

  “What do you say, big boy? You gonna get that cock inside of me?”

  Ethan’s brows knitted together, and his eyes clouded for a moment as though his mind had gone elsewhere, and that was a first for Scarlett. Her ego took a bit of a beating, and she frowned at him, but whatever he was thinking disappeared and his gaze focused on her once again. He leaned over to his pants then, pulling out a condom from his pocket.

  She grinned. That saved her from finding one. Her pussy wept with want and she spread her legs further. He needed to hurry up and get inside her.

  He ripped open the packet and rolled the latex over his hard cock. Falling on his knees between her legs, he grabbed her knees and dragged her closer. He leaned over her body, his mouth finding hers in a rough, passionate kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth, rolling against her own.

  Scarlett reached down between them and grabbed his cock, lining it up with her entrance. Wrapping her legs around his hips, she pressed her heels into his ass, making him enter her quick and hard. She hissed, a shiver of pure hunger kneading at the base of her spine. He stretched her, his thick cock spearing into her until he was balls deep. His mouth didn’t leave hers, and she fucked his mouth with her tongue. They were entwined, arms and legs wrapped around each other.

  Her hole burned at the stretch of the invasion, despite the ample lubrication offered by her excitement, but it was the kind of pleasure she craved. His cock wasn’t the longest she’d had, but it was certainly the thickest.

  Ethan panted against her mouth, his breath hot against her lips. He grabbed her hips, using the leverage to start thrusting in and out of her. The drag of his cock against her sensitive walls had her toes curling, and her stomach roiling with desire. With each thrust, he drove her into the mattress, his cock hot and heavy and his balls slapping against her ass.

  She entwined her arms around his neck, linking her fingers over his back as she held on for the ride, because he fucked into her with enough force that the bed rocked with their passion. She didn’t think it was possible, the bed being king-sized and solid, but apparently not stable enough to handle Ethan’s pace when it came to fucking.

  His cock branded her with every shove, and she wanted more. She whimpered his name into his ear, licking the shell as she held on tightly. Her breasts pressed against his chest and the hardened nubs stung with a combination of lust and pain. But it felt phenomenal, transcendent, and her moans grew louder. The sounds must have encouraged him to go faster and harder, because his hips picked up their pace, jackhammering into her at an impressive rate.

  Her juices coated his dick and guided him in with every thrust, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before she’d shatter apart. He had her coming undone like no man had before. Her fingers scraped along his back, and she knew they would leave marks.

  “Fuck, yes, Ethan. Fuck. Yes.”

  He whispered her name in her ear, his movements becoming jerky, his fingernails digging into her thighs.

  “I’m gonna come,” she cried, her toes curling even more as shots of pleasure wrapped around the base of her spine. She shoved a hand between them and rubbed furiously at her clit, and then she came, her orgasm coating his dick with her cream.

  He groaned into her ear, his hips stilling into small, jerky movements as he came into the condom, then slumped against her sweaty body.

  Scarlett traced the dip of his spine with her finger, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Fuck, that was amazing, and even as his cock softened inside her, she couldn’t get enough of it.

  “You all right?” she teased after a moment when his only movement was the rapid beating of his heart she could feel against her chest.

  “I think you killed me.” He lifted himself off her and fell onto the bed beside her, his chest rising and falling in fast breaths.

  Scarlett threw an arm over her eyes, her chest still heaving as well. “You killed me first.”

  “You’re so sexy.”

  She peeked at him from beneath her arm.

  Ethan curled around her, his muscular body pressed against her side. A sheen of sweat made his tanned skin glitter under the bright lights of the room, and she wanted nothing more than to run her tongue over his nipple, lapping it up. His taste sat heavy on her tongue and she craved more. Every ache in her body reminded her of what just happened, and it felt so right that she needed more, to try and feed that insatiable feeling settling inside her.

  She reached between her legs and touched her pussy, still aching from the rough fucking he just gave her. Jee-sus. When was the last time she had a man fuck her like that? She couldn’t remember, but damn, she wanted another round.

  “Where did you learn how to fuck like that?” she teased as she stretched her arms upward. Her back arched, and she groaned when her bones cracked.

  Ethan’s eyes hungrily ate up the sight, tracing the length of her body. His fingers caressed the dip at her clavicle, then sketched the length of her body with featherlight strokes of his fingertips. They ran over her chest, between her breasts and down her stomach, pausing for a brief moment there, before heading south to the outside of her thighs. He stopped the caress at midthigh.

  Scarlett’s breath caught in her lungs. She stared into his gaze, which was deep, and full of staggering lust. The look made her feel like a filthy whore, begging for more with a keening groan, but need churned in her gut.

  He gripped her thigh and used it as leverage to drag her toward him. He rested her leg on his hip and tugged her closer, their bare bodies rubbing against each other. His half-hard cock nudged her.

  Scarlett cupped his jaw, her thumb running over his short beard. “Look at you, Officer Antonelli.”

  “Was it everything you imagined?” A gust of hot air escaped his lips and swept over her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.


  “Hm. I’m not sure. I think I need another round to give you a definite answer.”

  Ethan grinned. “That can be arranged, ma’am.”

  As he leaned toward her, a shrill ringing filled the room. Scarlett groaned when he tugged away and leaned over the side of the bed.

  “Are you for real?” She raised her eyebrows at him when he pulled his cell phone out of a pocket in his discarded pants.

  He smiled apologetically at her and glanced at the phone. “I need to take this.” He slipped out of the bed and headed toward the bathroom.

  Scarlett frowned at his retreating back. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to laugh or cry, or maybe even both. She’d never had a man prefer to take a phone call over fucking her again. Ugh. Now she wanted to know who was on the other end of that call.

  She fell back against the bed and sighed, glancing at the clock—10:00 p.m., still plenty of time to have some more fun.

  The bathroom door opened, and she jerked her attention to it. Ethan exited, an apologetic smile already on his lips as he inched closer.

  “Sorry. That was Sofia.”

  “And… that’s a mood killer.” Scarlett exhaled angrily and swung her legs off the bed, lifting herself out of it. She grabbed her underwear, slipping them on.

  “Scarlett—”

  “We are not going to talk about your sister while we’re both naked. Actually….” She sent a glare at him over her shoulder. “We’re not going to talk about her at all.”

  “You haven’t even heard what I was going to say.”

  “And I don’t want to.” She pointed at his strewn uniform on the floor. “Get your clothes and get out.”

  Ethan stared at her incredulously. “You’re kicking me out?”

  She shrugged. “Clearly.”

  “That’s unfair, Scarlett.”