Lust Detector

by Ann Cory

  She pictured him authoritative, even in the bedroom. A man who knew how to please and appreciated a woman with a healthy sexual appetite. A man who knew his way around talking dirty, using toys, and when need be, a firm hand across her bottom.

  Savannah grabbed her White Stallion, the only thing to satisfy her tonight. Closing her eyes she imagined his body on hers, the way he’d slide his hands along her body. With the vibrator set to low, she turned it on and groaned at the beautiful agony it created. Blood swirled through her body, her thighs tense.

  Her eyes watered the moment she sped up the vibrator, her clit responding, sending chills to all the corners of her body. With the vibrator tight alongside her clit, she prodded it around, circling the taut nub, imagining his fingers, his tongue, as if there were copies of him with no other purpose than to satisfy her needs.

  Turning the vibrator to high, she let it do the rest of the work as she rocked her pelvis steadily, letting the vibrations steal her away into the beginnings of an orgasm. She cried out at the top of her lungs as relief flooded her.

  Eyes closed, she listened to the pounding of her pulse and the short gasps of her breath. Peacefulness washed over her and helped quiet her mind.

  When she next opened her eyes, amber rays of sunlight stroked her body, bathing her in its warmth. Damn the morning had come quick. Explicit dreams of her and Officer Downs had her hot and horny already. She couldn’t stop thinking about his baton inside her pussy while he thrust his cock inside her ass. It had felt so damn real. One day she hoped it would be.

  Anxious for another run-in with her favourite law enforcement hunk, she hurried into the bathroom to start her day. Her hardened nipples ached as the water teased her, like a tongue. Savannah knew an orgasm was mere seconds away. Her body was already on high alert from the salacious fantasy lingering in her mind.

  Showerhead in hand, she widened her stance and let the fast jets of water beat along her sensitive and swollen clit. A swift climax barrelled through her, giving her enough liberation to get her through most of the day. She smiled and worked shampoo into her hair. If only Officer Downs knew the things he did to her.

  Showered and smelling of peaches, she chose a short, flowing black skirt that hit an inch above her knees and a powder blue top that hugged her with snaps running down the front. Conveniently she unsnapped the top four buttons, hitting dangerously low to her bra. In the mirror she admired her face. Minor wrinkles bracketed her eyes when she smiled, along with a few around her lips, but otherwise she hardly looked her age, or so she hoped. Still toned from years of dance, yoga, and the occasional swim, she couldn’t complain. It was a long shot to think she could score with a younger man, but she could still dream.

  She brushed out her long, raven hair and piled most of it on top of her head with clips, than let the rest spill around her head, little curled tendrils in front of and behind her ears.

  Savannah looked over her appearance one more time and slipped on a pair of black pumps. Curious to find out what the severe consequences would be for speeding again, she got in her car and drove to her usual spot. When she caught a glimpse of Officer Down’s patrol car, she pushed down on the accelerator.

  Alec couldn’t help but smile as he watched the red Ferrari burst onto the scene. Turning on his lights he followed her a short distance until she pulled over. He took a moment and sat in his car. Would his plan work? The impish vixen did this to him on purpose. He knew it. There couldn’t be any other explanation. But he had to find out for sure. Had to know what her true intentions were with him. It was getting to the point that he couldn’t think straight because he had her on his mind…the suggestive way her breasts peeked out of her too-tight tops…the flash of skin from the slit of her skirts that always revealed more when she reached for her driver’s license.

  He couldn’t think about anyone else except her all night long. If he didn’t have her soon, he’d explode.

  Alec opened the car door and bit the sides of his cheeks. He’d have to play it tough.

  “Well, well, well. If it isn’t Ms. Scott.”

  She looked up at him and her blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight.

  “I’m dreadfully sorry, Officer.”

  Her desirable snicker wrapped around his cock and gave it a tug. This wouldn’t be easy.

  Clearing his throat, he tried again. “I’m afraid that the last warning was your final chance. Now, if you’d be so kind as to follow me to the police station, we’ll get this taken care of once and for all.”

  In less than a second her suggestive smile vanished. “But…I…”

  He raised his hand and shook his head. “I uphold the laws of the road, ma’am, and I feel you’ve taken advantage of my kindness. Either you follow me to the station, or I’ll escort you there myself.”

  Alec bit his cheeks so hard he could almost taste blood. For once, her innocent look seemed genuine. She might have called the shots in the beginning, but things were different now.

  Her lower lip quivered. “If you say so, Officer.”

  “I do. You’re a danger out here to yourself and the other drivers. I’ve let you get away with things far too long.”

  He gazed down at her womanly breasts, embraced provocatively inside her bra. Simply breathtaking.

  “Don’t try anything funny, either. I’ll be watching you from the rear-view mirror.”

  Brows furrowed, she shook her head. “I won’t try anything funny.”

  Her breathy voice aroused him. Spoke to every part of his body. Burned away inside his groin, making his cock twitch.

  Alec hurried to his car before he gave himself away then led them to the police station. What she must be thinking? He couldn’t worry if he’d come on too strong. Things were about to turn interesting. Thanks to calling in a few favours from his buddies, he had the stage set for one hell of a seduction. One room, complete privacy, and a wild imagination.

  In the parking lot, he signalled to a parking spot while he drove into his designated one. While she parked, he got back into character. Ready for the next part of his plan, he headed toward her and threw open her door.

  “Out you go, ma’am.”

  She gazed at him, her thick lashes blinking slowly. “Where are we going?”

  With gentle force he wrapped his hand around her arm, just above the elbow. “Inside the station.”

  Being so close to her peaked his arousal, making it painfully stiff.

  “Do I need to fill out paperwork?”

  Alec clenched his jaw, doing his best to act irritated. “No, not at this time.”

  Again she blinked, her eyes wide, framed with black lashes. “Am I in big trouble, Officer Downs?”

  The woman deserved the truth, and he’d give it to her. “Yes, Ms. Scott. I’m afraid you’ve gotten yourself into a bind.”

  Chapter Three

  Savannah didn’t know what to expect. She never imagined Officer Downs would go so far as to bring her to the station. Never in a million years. Somehow her game had gotten out of hand, but still she wasn’t afraid. The way he spoke to her, his voice full of authority, turned her on. Like he’d put her under some sort of spell. Warmth from his hand on her arm penetrated her body, sending sizzling jolts down to her toes. Willingly she followed, though it felt more like she floated.

  He led her swiftly through the busy police station. All around her the place buzzed. Phones rang. Voices rose to loud volumes. Paper scratched through a large copy machine. They moved through the station so fast it blurred before her eyes. She did her best to stay in step with him, not too far forward or too far behind, but right at his side. Had she blown her chance with him already?

  “Right in here.” He led her into a small room with one very high window. Sunlight filtered in and streaked across a wooden chair with a strange looking device next to it.

  Releasing her arm, he gestured toward the chair. “If you’ll take a seat, we’ll get right to it.”

  She walked to the chair, wringing her hands
. “Um, okay.”

  His take-charge attitude made her knees buckle. She glanced around the plain white walls, empty of décor except for one large mirror. Savannah took a seat and wondered if people watched from the other side of the mirror, like they did on TV. Other than a minor fender bender at twenty-one, she’d never been on the wrong side of the law before.

  Her pulse sped up as he closed and locked the door. Maybe she really had gone too far. Not sure what to expect, her gaze moved to the mirror and then back toward the door. Why had he locked it?

  A charming smile bowed his lips, putting her a little at ease. “All right, Ms. Scott, first, I’m going to conduct a little test. Nothing to worry your pretty head about.”

  She returned her attention to Alec, as he moved the odd-looking machine closer to her.

  Her mouth went dry. “Test?”

  From his belt he removed a pair of handcuffs. Savannah’s eyes widened. They were so strong and shiny looking. Every fantasy she’d had came crashing into her mind. She wanted those naughty things wrapped around her wrists.

  His voice deepened with a whiskey-roughness. “Yes, a test, just to make sure we’re on the same page. I promise not to make it too gruelling, though some of it will depend on you.”

  Her breath hitched at his words. Could this really be happening, or was she suffering from heatstroke? Her mind fogged as he bent down and tightened one cuff around her right wrist and the other around the machine.

  “Do you know what this device does?”

  Savannah looked the strange contraption over. With his close proximity she couldn’t think straight. “No, I’m afraid I don’t.”

  “It’s a lie detector test. We’re going to use it on you today.”

  She frowned. “I’m not understanding. Did I do something wrong?”

  A slow, sexy smile curved his lips. “Yes, you were naughty. You’ve been very naughty, and it’s time to get to the bottom of it.”

  Savannah tried to still her trembling legs.

  “I’m going to ask you a series of questions, and you need to be completely honest.”

  “What happens if I don’t tell the truth?”

  “The machine will let me know. None of it hurts, I promise.” He stared at her and wetted his lips. “I’d never hurt you.”

  His lust-filled gaze drew the moisture between her thighs, dampening her panties. She believed his words.

  “I trust you Officer Downs.”

  He leaned over her and brought his lips up to the side of her cheek. His breath caressed her ear as he spoke. “From here on out, you can call me Alec. It will make things a little more comfortable.”

  An ache, deep and intense, throbbed at her core as she whispered his name, “Alec.”

  “I’m going to place a few of these suction cups on you. They are attached to wires from the machine, so that when you answer the questions, it gives a correct read out.”

  Soft pads pressed against her forehead and one around her finger. Her body tingled wherever his hands touched.

  When he pulled back, his gaze drifted over her. In that moment she willingly gave him total control over her.

  “Are you ready?”

  After clearing her throat several times, she finally found her voice. “Yes.”

  “Good girl. Let’s start with a few easy questions before we make our way to harder ones.”

  Her gaze instantly moved to his groin as he mentioned harder. She didn’t know what he planned to ask, but if it had anything to do with how badly she wanted him, then she really was in trouble.

  “Is your name Savannah Melody Scott?”

  The way he said her name made her body convulse. “Yes, it is.”

  “Were you married once?”

  “Unfortunately, yes.”

  She didn’t want to think about the stupidity of her youth, or how out of spite she’d married a guy to get back at her parents. Those were five years she couldn’t get back. Five years of misery.

  “Would you rather I didn’t ask more questions about your marriage?”

  “Yes.”

  “Very well. I don’t want to upset you. Let’s see, something more basic. Do you have blue eyes?”

  She swallowed hard under his tantalising gaze. “Yes, I do.”

  “Have you been watching me jog in the mornings?”

  Savannah’s face burned. She wanted to lie, but knew better. Maybe the machine wasn’t such a good idea after all. Her forehead beaded with sweat. “Yes, I have.”

  “Have you been speeding on purpose, so that I will pull you over?”

  Oh god, he’d figured it all out. The leg of his pants brushed against her skin and sent jolts of electricity throughout her body, flustering her. “Um, I—yes.”

  His sexy little smirk returned. “I see. So you’ve been breaking the law on purpose. You’re a very naughty woman, aren’t you?”

  She didn’t know what to say, afraid how the machine would interpret her words.

  “One moment and I’ll be right back with you.” He went to the corner of the room and opened a small cooler, pulling out a tray of ice cubes. “I apologise for the stifling heat in here. I’ve got something to help cool us off.”

  Alec returned and knelt in front of her, resting a firm hand on her knee.

  “Spread your legs, please.”

  The room instantly turned up another twenty degrees. Had she heard him right? Savannah parted her thighs, and her breath left in a rush. He was close, impossibly close.

  “You’re doing wonderful, by the way. So far you’re passing with flying colours.”

  Screw the test. Could he smell her? The burning need and desire for him?

  “Whenever I pull you over, I can’t help but notice your beautiful breasts. The way your tops accentuate their fullness. Almost begging me to bury my face between them. Do you want me to touch them?”

  A wave of heat fanned around her face. She tried to speak but only managed a gasp. Even without the handcuffs he had her pinned with his commanding gaze.

  “Do you? Do you want my tongue to swirl along your nipples and suck hard until you come?”

  Savannah squirmed. She wanted to scream “oh god yes”, but she couldn’t make her lips move.

  His eyes sparkled as he smiled. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

  Alec stood over her, his legs between hers, and unsnapped her shirt in a slow, languid motion. Her nipples hardened under his hot-blooded gaze. She wished he’d rip it the hell off instead of drawing out the torture. Each snap reverberated around the room, making her panties drenched. Savannah wondered if there was a big fat stain on the chair. She wouldn’t doubt it.

  How could she sit here and take this? Yes, she wanted him and had wanted him ever since she laid eyes on him. But he was going about it in a way that would truly kill her. Unless this was her punishment. A sweet hell she’d never forget.

  Again he brought his lips to her ear, speaking soft and slow. “Anytime you aren’t comfortable with something about this…test, you tell me. Okay?”

  Savannah nodded her head. She didn’t want him to stop. Her clit throbbed and she needed something, anything to stick between her legs and grind on. She’d been so used to her toys and a quick-to-satisfy mentality that the whole foreplay thing had gone right out the window.

  With her shirt undone, he worked at the front clasp of her bra. Relief spread over her as the restrictive garment fell open as well, leaving her exposed.

  His brows arched high. “Mm. There, that’s much better. They’re even more beautiful than I’d imagined. I’ve never felt so strongly about a woman before, and you are just that, every bit a woman.”

  Under his intent gaze, she flooded wet.

  He reached over and took an ice cube out of the tray. “How about a little something to help cool you down?”

  She could barely speak, her lips were trembling and shaky. “Yes, please.”

  The ice looked like shiny glass as he brought it to her skin, the sunlight reflecting right throu
gh it. In slow, gentle circles, Alec moved the ice cube along her collarbone and neck. Water trickled between her breasts and slid down to the waistband of her skirt. The refreshing trail sent a thrill fluttering through her belly.

  “Have you been speeding to get my attention?”

  She wanted to squeeze her thighs shut, but his thick, muscular legs were in the way. Her panties dampened more.

  “Yes.”

  He moved the ice cube around her breasts and then circled around her nipples.

  “Have you thought about me in your dreams?”

  Her thighs quivered from the delicious liquid making her nipples achingly stiff.

  “Yes, I have. Every night.”

  Alec removed the ice and leaned forward, swirling his tongue around her drenched nubs. One and then the other. She almost lost it when he bit and suckled her nipple. Her mind raced. His attentiveness floored her. Left her breathless.

  He paused and in a deep, hypnotic voice asked, “Have you ever gotten yourself off? Rubbed your clit raw until you screamed? Cried out my name as you orgasmed?”

  The room spun. His words sent goose bumps along her arms, but not from any kind of chill. “Yes, yes, and yes to all of those,” she moaned.

  Savannah hoped that if she passed this test, he would put her out of her misery.

  Straightening back up he pinched both her nipples between his fingertips. His cock excruciatingly close. She felt like a rabid dog, foaming at the mouth, wanting to snap her lips over his young male hardness and taunt him for awhile. She’d deep throat him and send him through the roof.

  Head tilted back, she glanced upwards to his lips, glistening wet from the melted ice he’d swirled around her nipples. The pleasure those lips gave her, almost too much, but she craved more. If only he’d kiss her.

  “Do you like that I’ve handcuffed you?”

  She goddamn loved it. “Yes.”

  His fingers pinched harder. “Does it make you feel dirty?”

  How did he know? She nodded and sucked in her breath.