Hot Rush

by Barbara Huffert

  Rick threw his head back and laughed harder than he thought possible, considering the circumstances. The woman was priceless. He’d never given it much thought but yes, now that she’d said it, he supposed she wasn’t altogether incorrect with her observation. His cock did have a wide, flatter area in the mid-section when it was fully erect. No one, including himself, had ever described it in terms of a canoe before.

  “Hey, knock it off. I’m not joking here. Look at this thing. Have you ever seen it?” She blushed. “Well, duh. Of course you have.”

  “Lucy, I love you,” Rick declared just before claiming her mouth with a sloppy, wet kiss. “You have to be the most amazing woman I have ever met.”

  “You mean stupid, don’t you?” she countered.

  “Nope. Don’t put words in my mouth. I said amazing, I mean amazing. And yeah, you’re right. My cock is kinda canoeish. Funny, I never noticed it before. Gives a whole new meaning to riding a canoe, doesn’t it?” He winked as he captured her hand and covered it, stroking himself with her help. “Something else we need to do more of when we have unlimited time. If you want to that is.”

  “Mm. You’d let me?”

  Rick had to laugh again. “Casey, for future reference there’s very little I won’t let you do to me.”

  She paused as if to check he was serious. “Wow. You’re going to be fun to play with.”

  “Yep, that’s me. Your very own personal playground, complete with attached inflatable toy.”

  “Oh that’s awful. And shouldn’t that be inflatable canoe?” Casey used both hands to pump Rick’s cock from bottom to top. “Hope the boys have some extra large in that pile.”

  “I’m sure they do, judging by the size of their egos,” Rick assured her. “Fuck that’s too good again, darlin’.” He stopped her. “You said it’s been a long time. Let me make sure you’re ready for this.”

  “How?”

  Rick lifted Casey from him, stood, spread his shirt for her to sit on after he tugged off her jeans. “Hey, who knows what goes on in here,” he said at her questioning look.

  Before kneeling in front of her, he looked through the condoms on the desk and stuck a few in his pocket. As he positioned himself between her thighs he could sense her nervousness. “We don’t have to do this.”

  “Oh yes we do. I’m just a little afraid I’m going to disappoint you.”

  “Like that’ll happen. You already had me so close to coming I had to stop you twice. I’m the one who should be worried about disappointing you. But I promise I’ll make it up to you when we’re away from here. Deal?”

  “Deal. Mm,” Casey moaned when Rick’s thumb found her clit. “Oh yeah.” He circled, pressing it firmly. “God,” she gasped, arching almost off the couch as her hands grasped his shoulders.

  “That’s it, darlin’.” He penetrated her tightness with two fingers. “Damn, you’re hot.”

  “Please,” she cried, her pussy clamping down on his fingers as if trying to hold them there.

  “Please what? You want more?” he asked, adding a third finger. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to make her come or be inside her more. Probably make her come while he was inside her. Too bad there wasn’t enough time to taste her first because damn if her pussy didn’t smell sweet.

  “Yes. More. Yes,” she panted, bucking against his hand. So close.

  “You ready for me?”

  “Ooh. Yeah. I want that canoe. Now. Fuck me with your canoe cock.”

  Again, Rick had to laugh. No two ways about it, the woman was priceless. He ripped open a condom with his teeth so he could keep one hand on Casey’s clit as long as possible. She was more than ready for him but he loved the little sounds she was making. Sheathed, he half-knelt on the couch, hooked one leg over his shoulder and, holding her gaze, docked his canoe with one solid thrust.

  Casey screamed. If the boys hadn’t heard them before they certainly did now. “Harder, Rick. More. I need…”

  “More,” he agreed, picking up the pace, slamming his cock into her clenching pussy.

  “Rick-y,” she screamed, her nails digging into his shoulders, dragging down his biceps, her back bent back sharply as she came.

  “Beautiful, darlin’.” His hips continued to rock, stroking his cock slowly through her wetness, calming her even though what he really wanted to do was pound away until he exploded. It would be better if she was with him. “Do it again.”

  “Oh my God,” Casey gasped when he adjusted the angle slightly so his shaft grazed her G-spot on every thrust.

  “That’s it,” he urged, pumping harder. “Come for me. Squeeze my cock with your hot pussy.”

  “So good, so good,” she chanted, her entire body tensing as she clasped him to her.

  Rick was almost there. From Casey’s reactions he knew she was too. She needed just a little more to knock her over the edge so he pushed her knee closer to her side, spreading her wider, letting his cock go even deeper. With that, she came, once again screaming with pleasure.

  “Fuck,” Rick panted, Casey’s pussy milking him, pulling him right along with her. It took all he had not to collapse on top of her. Somehow he managed to unhook her leg and ended up on the floor, his head resting on her mound until he could breathe again. Without conscious thought, he turned and kissed her wetness. Mm, he’d been right. She was sweet.

  “Hey,” Casey started. “Whatcha doing?” Nothing like asking the obvious.

  “Sh. Nothing,” he whispered, giving her a little lick. “Just getting a sample. For later.”

  She shivered. “Okay.”

  Rick looked at Casey’s face. She was watching him with a dreamy yet cautious expression as if she couldn’t quite believe he was doing what he was obviously doing. No doubt more of her bastard ex’s handiwork. Something else he’d remedy in time. A fuller lick which elicited a gasp. He glanced at his watch. No time like the present to get started with that one. Quickly, Rick dealt with the condom so he could focus all his attention on Casey.

  “You take some more?” he asked, swirling his tongue around her clit.

  “I-I think so.”

  “Tell me if it’s too much.”

  He tried to start out slowly. Really he did. He meant to. But Casey was so responsive it was difficult to control himself especially with all those sexy little noises of hers. He began by alternately thrusting his pointed tongue into her opening and then circling her clit. He might have continued had she not begged for more contact, lifting her hips in offering. How could he refuse?

  Sliding his arm beneath her ass, Rick ran his hand along her side. Immediately Casey’s hand gripped his. With his other hand, he parted her folds, giving his tongue better access to her clit. He wished he had more time to determine what she liked best but he added that to his mental list of things to explore. For now he tried flicking it rapidly. Casey’s breath hitched. Hmm, good reaction but not the best. He latched onto her clit and sucked. She moaned, her hips bucked. Much better. He sucked harder and then scraped it with his teeth. Casey screamed and clamped her thighs around his head. Her hand crushed his. Yes, that was what more like it. Rick sank his tongue into her sweetness and struggled to breathe as they rode out her orgasm together.

  “Wow,” Casey whispered limply.

  “Fucking right, wow. How you doing, darlin’?”

  “You need to ask?” She grinned. “Why’d you do that?” Casey asked as she attempted to sit upright.

  “Do what? Eat you?”

  “Yeah.” She blushed.

  Rick chuckled, helping her. “Juicy pussy within licking range. What’s a man supposed to do? I said a man, not your poor excuse ex.”

  “Oh. Okay. Thanks.”

  This time he laughed. “Darlin’, you better not be thanking me for what I think you thanking me for. I’m the one who should be thanking you for the privilege. Got that?”

  Casey studied his face for a moment and finally realized he was teasing her. “Oh you.”

  “Much better. You know
the boys heard some of that, don’t you? We’re in for some big-time teasing when we go back down there.”

  “Oh my God.” She hid her face in her hands.

  Rick pried them apart and tipped up her chin. “Hey, what happened to the girl who stormed in here demanding her canoe? Correct me if I’m wrong but I seem to recall you insisting on it up here too.”

  “You’re awful.”

  “Nope, just getting you ready for it. You can do this, Casey. I have complete faith in you.”

  “Well that makes one of us.”

  Rick put his hands on her shoulders. “Listen to me. You are an incredible woman. I know that without a doubt. Sure, your ex did a number on you and that has you a little intimidated at the moment but I have complete confidence in you even though you don’t right now. Enough for both of us. We’re going back down there and we’ll get through this, no problem. And then, once this is all over and done with, I’d really like to come see you.”

  “Why?”

  “Why?” He was stunned. “Because I’d like us to get to know each other better. We started something here today, Casey and I think we could go somewhere with it if we give it a chance. Now come on. We better get back down there.” Rick didn’t like the expression on Casey’s face. He was afraid she was going to reject him so he figured the best thing to do was to explain what she could expect during the raid and get her out of the room before she had a chance. He’d made his intentions clear. She’d have some time to think about it and see that he was right before they talked about it again. She had to see that he was right, they could have something together and there was more between them than just good—no, great—sex. She just had to.

  Chapter Three

  Every time another delivery was packaged and sent out, Casey held her breath and fought to act as if she didn’t know that the men taking the shipments were being followed and arrested once they reached their destinations. It was a fast-paced operation and Rick hadn’t told her how many shipments there’d be before the raid so she didn’t know how much time was left before it took place. The bags of what she assumed was cocaine seemed to be never-ending. No wonder the city was in such trouble. Upstairs, Rick had told her that he’d been involved in setting the delivery schedule to ensure that the largest amounts would go out first which meant the lesser dealers were the ones who wouldn’t be caught this time. She supposed that was something and could only hope they’d get the rest sooner rather than later.

  When Casey had questioned whether that was his only part in the operation he’d explained that his appointed role was that of a controller who supposedly came with the drugs from the source to ensure that everything went smoothly. He’d continued, telling her to stay as close to him as possible and what to do if they were separated. He’d also given her information that would clearly mark her as not part of the drug ring if he couldn’t get to her immediately after they left the warehouse. He’d said that the last thing he wanted was for her to end up being questioned nonstop or thrown into a cell for the night.

  She tried to prevent herself from dwelling on what was about to happen by thinking about Rick. Had she just done it again? Was she being a fool, rushing things with a man she really didn’t know? But it felt so right with him, so incredibly good. This time had to be different. It just had to be.

  Casey had been standing with him the whole time. He was lounging with one hip on a crate of some sort and would have appeared very at ease had she not been in constant contact with his tensed muscles. When he took up his position as guard he’d pulled Casey along with him and whispered for her to stay behind him as much as possible. He told her to hold on but to leave his arms free in case he needed to go for his gun. She didn’t think twice about running her hands over his back and shoulders, occasionally letting one slide around his waist since touching him had a calming effect on her. Probably why he’d instructed her to hang on in the first place. Not that he seemed to mind with how often he twisted his neck to claim a quick kiss.

  What was wrong with her, standing there daydreaming about the things Rick had said about wanting to see her again after they were out of this mess? They could very well be about to be killed and here she was picturing them in all sorts of intimate scenarios. Life didn’t work like that, or not her life. One simply didn’t storm into a major drug deal about to happen and end up going off into the sunset with the undercover cop who just happened to be there to save her sorry ass. Not even if he had made her come harder than she ever had before in her life.

  “Darlin’, your hands are driving me wild,” Rick whispered harshly. “If we had the time I’d drag you off to a dark corner and let you run them all over me.”

  Casey stifled a giggle and dropped one hand to his ass. With a squeeze she murmured, “Mm, I’d like that.” She slid her fingers around his hip, stopping when the tips reached the bulge in his jeans. “But only if you don’t make me stop this time. I want to explore you.”

  “Fuck.” His cock twitched. “You want to play with my canoe?”

  “Oh you know I do.” She brushed his length as she bit his shoulder to contain her moan. Unbelievable, how he was teasing her like that. His body was responding to her lightest touch in a room full of people at the most inappropriate time imaginable. He must really want her.

  “Hey Lucy, why you go so quiet over there?” Carlos asked, teasing her. “Ya sure weren’t when you were upstairs with my boy, Ricky.”

  Casey felt her face heat. Rick had warned her to expect this but until now there hadn’t been any breaks in the action so no one had paid any attention to her. She wanted to bury her face against Rick’s back but reminded herself that she had to act as bold as they all thought she was.

  “Jealous, Carlos? Bet you wish your woman would come take what she wanted like I did.”

  Before the others had much of a chance to react, the room was suddenly filled with all varieties of law enforcement personnel. Casey didn’t know how they’d all gotten in there so quietly or so quickly. It seemed as if they’d just appeared but it was somewhat anticlimactic from after what she’d been expecting. There was no shooting. There was no teargas. There was the command for everyone to drop their weapons and to get on the ground, face down. It took a moment for it to register that the order included her. It might not have had Rick not hauled her down beside him.

  “Hey, five-oh,” Rick said just as someone reached her and was pulling her arms behind her back. “Watch how you treat my woman.”

  With her head turned, she was able to catch the barely perceptible look and nod that Rick gave the man standing over her. It must have been enough because when the plastic ties were attached to her wrists they weren’t at all tight. When she was helped to a sitting position it was done almost gently and the man, when she looked up at him, was watching her with an extremely curious expression. As soon as he spoke to another officer, it set off a chain reaction and they all eyed her with the same expression.

  Now all she had to do was explain how she barged in there like the damn fool that she was and how Rick managed to keep her alive. Casey wondered how many times she’d have to profess her stupidity before she’d be permitted to go home and this nightmare of a day would end. She bit her lip to keep from crying.

  Rick must have noticed because she felt his knee nudge hers. When she looked up, he winked. He’d told her to tell the truth, that she’d followed her stolen canoe, that he’d pretended to know her, that the Diegos had decided she had to stay. He’d promised everything would be fine. He’d said she could trust him and she’d believed him an hour ago. She had to keep believing him now so when he raised an eyebrow she nodded to let him know she was okay. He’d said he’d try to be the one to take her information about her ex but that she’d be all right even if she ended up giving it to someone else and she had to trust him on that one too. It was simple. Rick said she would be fine so she would be fine. He’d promised and he was a man of his word. So far anyway. He’d gotten her out of there without getting sh
ot and that was a good start as far as she was concerned.

  —

  Casey had never been inside a police station before in her life but wasn’t surprised to find it was nothing like they were portrayed on television. She was dismayed however when, after an hour and a half, she was still seated alone in the same interrogation room where they’d deposited her shortly after arriving. On their way out of the warehouse, she was put in the back of a marked car, also alone. She assumed that had been because she was the only female as she did her placement in that room. Now, she half-suspected they’d forgotten about her. Oh, she was sure Rick hadn’t but he didn’t count. He must be very busy with everything else he had to do but certainly there must be someone among all the other people who had been inside the warehouse who had a spare moment to speak with her. Unless it hadn’t really meant anything to him. Had he forgotten her already? Was sex with her just part of his job to him, something he did every day with whoever happened to be there? Was she being a fool for him this time?

  At least they’d cut off the plastic ties before they’d put her in the room. There was a surveillance camera in the ceiling and Casey wondered if anyone was watching her. She also wondered if the door was locked. Maybe it was time to find out. If not, it wouldn’t hurt to remind someone she was still there. At first, all she did was pace around the small room. When doing that didn’t make anyone appear, she tried standing beneath the camera and waving. That didn’t work either so she decided to stop waiting for them to come to her and go find someone. She got as far as turning the doorknob before the door was pushed open, almost knocking her over. Yes, apparently they were watching.

  “Ms. Carmichael? Would you come with me please?” A very disinterested, rumpled man who barely gave her a glance led her to another room and fingerprinted her.

  The unidentified detective told her it was merely a formality before leading Casey to a desk in a room with multiple cubicles. There was some activity but she couldn’t really tell what was going on around them. As they went, Casey tried to look for Rick but didn’t see him anywhere.