by Tyler, Paige
She was just getting into a rhythm when he decided it was time to share her. He pulled his cock out, leaving a very sexy and naughty dribble of pre-cum running down her chin. He wiped it away with the tip of his cock before nudging her toward Jase.
The other cop was standing there waiting, his hard shaft in hand.
It took a few moments to get her head around the change in technique—from hard and aggressive to slow and measured. But she forced herself to pay attention to how Jase responded to her different techniques. When he groaned deep or took a gasping breath, she catalogued whatever she was doing in the good column. It didn't take long to refine her technique down to a few moves that seemed to be his favorites. As it turned out, Jase was a fan of the basics—a fast swirling tongue job around the head of his cock, while she rhythmically massaged the shaft with her hand. She could appreciate a man who loved the tried-and-true stuff.
All at once, Jase started thrusting his hips, silently urging her to take him deeper. She squeezed her hand tighter around him and swirled her tongue faster. He was about to pop, and she wanted him to come hard. But at the last second, he pulled his cock away and growled deep in his chest.
“Don't think you're getting off that easy,” he rasped. “I haven't even cuffed you yet.”
She started to say she didn’t think she’d have any problem getting him up again, but Grant threaded his hand in hair again and thrust his cock back in her mouth.
He held her firmly, taking her any and every way he pleased. She gripped the edge of the table to help steady herself as he plundered her mouth and throat. Letting Grant fuck her mouth this way felt decidedly wicked, but she didn't want him to stop. If Jase wouldn't come in her mouth, she prayed Grant would.
But after a few dozen thrusts, he pulled his cock out as well.
“I think we need to move this to the bedroom, so we can get really serious.” Grant’s gaze burned into hers. “You are ready to get serious now, aren't you, Laci?”
Was that his way of asking if she was ready to take on both of them at once? Her entire body trembled at the thought. “Yes, Officer. I'm ready to get serious.”
Grant didn't wait for her to crawl off the table. Instead, he flipped her over and scooped her up in his arms, then carried her toward the bedroom. Jase followed behind, unbuttoning his uniform shirt as he went.
For all his urgency, Grant placed her carefully on her bed once they got to the bedroom. She lie back on the pillows and watched through half closed eyes as he and Jase undressed.
The rest of their bodies were as hard and buff as their cocks. Neither man had a trace of fat on them. In fact, they both looked as if they worked out hours every day. She found it hard to believe they could stay so fit when they drove around in a car all day.
She was so entranced by all that glorious muscle, she almost didn’t realize Jase held his handcuffs. She wordlessly held her hands out in front of her, wrists together.
Jase clicked the cuffs on her with the practice of a man who was used to handling them. Was it solely thanks to his police training, or was it because he regularly cuffed his lovers? She decided she didn't care. He and Grant were all hers for the moment and she was prepared to take every advantage of that.
She gave the restraints an experimental tug to see how secure they were when Grant spoke.
“It might be a little late to ask this, but do you have any condoms?”
She looked at him in surprise. She’d just assumed he and Jase carried some with them—who knew when they’d run into a horny badge bunny? Apparently, the two hadn't been lying when they said they didn't pick up women all the time.
She motioned with her head toward her nightstand.
“Top draw. Right under my vibrator.”
She didn’t know why she felt shy about her little helper, but she did. A woman had needs though. It was no different than having condoms, right?
Thankfully, Grant didn't make any comment about her hot pink vibrator as he carefully moved it aside and pulled out the foil packets. He tossed one to Jase, then climbed on the bed in front of her. Taking her cuffed wrists, he guided her onto her hand and knees.
Did this mean he and Jase were going to do her at the same time? Her heart beat wildly as Jase rolled the condom onto his hard cock. The bed dipped under his weight as he moved into position behind her.
The cuffs made balancing a little tricky, Grant took care of that by firmly weaving his fingers in her hair again. He grabbed the base of his shaft and offered it to her as Jase gripped her hips.
Laci wet her lips. She was really about to do this. She was going to have two men inside her at the same time—one in her mouth, the other in her pussy. The fantasy that had played over and over in her head for half the day was finally about to happen.
Damn, she was so ready for this.
Grant fucked her mouth more slowly this time, slipping the first few inches of his cock in, then pulling out, before doing it again. Maybe he wanted this to last. Or maybe he wanted her to focus on what Jase felt like sliding in her pussy. A gift for which she was incredible very grateful for.
Jase didn't tease or toy with her. He simply held her steady and slid his full length into her pussy until his hips met her ass.
She gasped around Grant's cock. After the intense orgasm she'd had earlier, she was half afraid she might not be able to take any more stimulation down there, but her pussy spasmed around Jase’s cock in pleasure.
Jase held himself buried deep inside her like that, his hands firmly grasping her hips. She couldn't help but notice her ass wasn't tingling now as much as it had. That surprised her, and she wiggled against Jase's hips just to make sure. Nope, not tingly at all. After the spanking Grant had given her, she thought her bottom would have been tender for days.
Grant thrust his hips, sliding his long cock two more inches into her mouth before pulling out and doing it again. His way of reminding her he was still there. She would have mumbled an apology, but her mouth was full. Instead she focused on relaxing her throat and swiping the bottom of his shaft with her tongue. With her hands cuffed, that was all she could do.
Once Grant got a smooth rhythm going, Jase joined in, matching his partner's pace and energy. Not too fast, and not too hard, it was a nice steady fucking that allowed her to enjoy his cock, while still focusing on Grant.
But just because Jase was moving at a leisurely pace didn't mean it didn't feel good. He felt heavenly moving inside her. And now that he was buried between her thighs, she decided he was definitely a bit thicker than Grant. And damn, if that thickness wasn’t driving her crazy.
She was so delirious from the pleasure, she almost forgot to breathe. Not that it was easy to get a deep breath with Grant's shaft nudging her throat. Thank God, he was more aware of what she needed than she did. He tightened his grip in her hair and gently pulled her off his cock.
“Breathe, babe,” he chuckled.
She gratefully obeyed, and probably would have thanked him for the reminder, but Jase chose that moment to pump harder. Speech was impossible. Moaning, however, was sure as hell on the menu—until Grant slipped his cock back into her open mouth and slowly pushed it down her throat.
She took him deep, swallowing his entire length this time. When he touched the back of her throat at the same exact moment Jase drove himself in all the way to the hilt, she thought she might pass out. How could a woman be expected to handle this much pleasure? It was going to drive her insane.
The two men developed a mind-numbing routine—Jase steadily pounding into her pussy while Grant fucked her mouth. When Grant slid out to let her catch her breath, Jase plundered her hard and furious, forcing her closer to the edge with every thrust.
She’d been sure the climax on the kitchen table would keep her from coming again, but obviously she hadn't counted on the two cop's unbelievable stamina—they just kept going and going. Laci couldn't have stopped her orgasm if she wanted to—although, really, why would she?
She came harde
r than she had in her life. And it wasn't just what Jase was doing to her pussy, either. She didn’t know how it was possible, but having Grant's cock in her mouth made her climax that much more intense.
Pleasure like this couldn't be legal, could it?
She was sure Jase and Grant were going to come with her, but both men pulled out at the same time. The move was so sudden she almost fell over on the bed. She growled in frustration. Well, maybe whimpered was more like it. Damn, it wasn't fair. She’d wanted to make them come.
She glared over her shoulder accusingly at Jase. He was leaning over, gasping for air as hard as she was. All that heavy breathing did interesting things to those tight abs of his.
“Why'd you stop?” she demanded.
He lifted his head to look at her. A sinfully sexy smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “If this party is going to last all night, we can't be losing it in the middle of the first dance, sweetheart.”
She turned to look at Grant. His hard cock throbbed as much as Jase’s, but he wasn’t nearly as winded.
“You planning on letting Laci and me do all the work, partner?” Jase sounded amused.
Grant chuckled. “Go ahead and take a break, lightweight. I’ll show you how to do it right.” He looked at Laci. “You ready for more?”
What a joke. If she hadn't been wearing these damn cuffs, she'd be touching herself right now.
She held out her manacled wrists. “Take off these cuffs and I'll show you how ready I am.”
He regarded her thoughtfully for a moment, then bent and dug through the pile of clothing on the floor, coming up with a key ring. She watched while he unlocked the right cuff, then impatiently waited for him to do the same to the left one, but he surprised her by tugging her onto her knees. At first, she thought he was going to kiss her, but instead, he led her across the bed—which was damn awkward on her knees and one hand—until they reached the brass headboard.
He nudged her forward until she was back on her hands and knees, then placed a firm hand on her back and urged her further forward until she was down on her forearms.
What the heck?
As she watched, he slipped the right handcuff through the spindles of the headboard and reattached the cuff to her wrist again. She gave an experimental tug. Oh. So that was what he was playing at. She was now cuffed to the bed in a very naughty ass-up position, and she wasn't going anywhere.
Jase let out an appreciative whistle. “Nice.”
Grant slanted him a hard look. “Hey, you're on a break. Remember?”
“I know.” Jase’s blue eyes burned hot as he studied her. “I’m just saying. Having that beautiful ass of hers up in the air like that is quite a sight.”
Grant’s only response was a grunt. He bent to put his mouth to Laci's ear. “Hope you don't mind I cuffed you like this. You have a spectacular ass, and this is the perfect position for me to spend a little more time worshipping it.”
The sound of his deep, rough voice made her shiver. Not to mention all the things she could imagine him doing to her in this position. He could do anything he wanted, and she couldn't do much about it.
What a tantalizing possibility.
Chapter Eight
Laci rested her cheek on the pillow, letting her ears and imagination fill in what was going on around her. She heard the sound of a condom packet being opened. Then the squeak of the mattress springs as Grant climbed on the bed. Her pulse quickened. Would he spank her some more before he fucked her? Her ass had to be an inviting target up in the air like this.
She caught her breath as he gripped her hips, but the spank never came. Instead, he positioned his cock at the opening of her pussy and buried himself deep inside her. Jase might be thicker, but Grant filled her just as perfectly, and she let out a moan.
The proportion of their penises wasn’t the only thing different about them. So was their style when it came to lovemaking. Whereas Jase had pounded her pussy into submission, Grant moved in slow, languid strokes that made her go gooey soft all over. He kept a firm grip on her hips, too, refusing to let her do any bouncing on her own. The fact that her wrists were cuffed to the headboard only maximized his control. That was fine with her. When you have a cop driving the car, you just sit back and let him do what he does best. But while it was pleasurable, it was difficult not to beg for him to go faster. She was completely ready for another round of orgasms. What would that be—like six or seven?
Grant's voice interrupted her math. “Hey, Jase. When I got the condoms from the nightstand, I saw a bottle of lube. Grab it for me, would you?”
Laci frowned. She needed lube? She seemed wet enough.
She felt more than a little stupid when she felt something cold dribbling down the crack of her ass a moment later. Grant caught it with his finger and made lazy, circular motions on her anus.
Oh. So, that was why he needed lube.
“You okay with me playing around back here?” Grant asked. “I figure your pussy could use a rest, and I'm going insane looking at your pink little rosebud. It's so damn beautiful.”
Her pussy was doing just fine, thank you very much, but when a woman was presented with the opportunity to have a sexy hunk of a man ride her ass, she should always agree. Laci had no doubt Grant would know how to do it just right. How had Grant known anal was her number one favorite thing in the world?
“More than okay,” she told him softly.
Grant took his time working his finger into her bottom, repeatedly adding lube until she was blissfully relaxed. Then he added a second finger to stretch her a little more. She let out a breathy moan.
He must have taken that to mean she was ready—or he was just too horny to wait any longer—because he slid out of her pussy and liberally applied lube to his condom-covered cock. She caught her lower lip between her teeth. Oh yeah, this was going to be good.
Movement beside the bed caught her eye, and she looked over her shoulder to see Jase standing there, rapt with attention. It was only fair. Grant had watched as Jase had licked her pussy. Now Jase was going to watch as Grant took her ass. Anal sex with an audience. Could this day get any naughtier?
Grant's hand on her ass let her know he was ready. She wiggled to let him know she was, too.
Despite how eager she was, she couldn’t help being a tad bit tense. It had been a while since she’d had a guy in her ass. While she absolutely adored it, anal sex wasn't on the menu for just any guy she hooked up with. He had to prove he was worthy of her backdoor before she ever granted him entrance. And even then, most guys weren't that good at it.
Grant must have picked up on her nervousness, though. He positioned his thick cockhead against her anus and applied just the barest hint of pressure. Laci immediately relaxed again. That was a nice trick. She wished other guys would use it. Then again, how many of them had Grant's control?
She wiggled her hips, silently asking him to give her some more.
She expected to feel that beautiful, heart-thudding pressure of Grant’s cock slowly fill her ass, but he only went as far the inner ring of her tight muscles. She pushed back as much as the cuffs would allow and gave another wiggle. Surely Grant couldn't have missed the signal that he was go for launch?
Warm breath stirred against her ear. “You forgot the magic word, Laci.”
She whipped her head around to look at him. “Are you kidding?”
His dark eyes danced with amusement. “If you want something, you have to be willing to ask for it. As a reporter, you should know the importance of clear communication.”
She resisted saying anything. Asking to have her pussy licked was one thing, but asking for an ass fuck? She was used to men begging for it, not the other way around. That was too much for her, no matter how good she knew it would feel.
Attempting to take matters into her own hands, she shifted her hips again, trying to shove back onto him, but he wouldn't let her have what she wanted. Needed.
Damn if his shaft didn't already feel amazing, though
. And he was barely in her ass. She could only imagine what it would feel like once he was completely inside. Grant nudged his cock a little deeper, as if to give her a taste of what could be hers—if she would only say the words.
She bit her lip to keep from whimpering. God, they'd turned her into a badge bunny sex fiend!
“Well?” Grant prompted. When she hesitated, he started to withdraw even the tiny fraction of the precious cock he'd already slid inside her. “If you really don't want to…”
“Okay!” Laci moaned. “Yes, I want it.”
She practically sobbed when he stopped pulling out.
“You want what, Laci?”
He didn't sound smug, just confident she would give the answer he was after.
She buried her face in the pillow and almost pleaded. “I want your cock in my ass.”
Surprisingly, she wasn’t as embarrassed by her confession as she thought she’d be. On the contrary, she felt like a goddess. She was about to shout out her desire even louder—just in case he hadn't heard her—when he grabbed her hips firmly with both hands.
“Good girl.” Grant’s voice was a husky whisper, as if he was as relieved she’d said the words as she was. “Hold on tight.”
Laci wrapped her fingers around the rails of the headboard as Grant slowly slid his cock into her ass.
She let out a long, low moan.
That first thrust into her ass was always heart-stoppingly good—if done right. In this case, it was somehow beyond right. Maybe all the build-up, or maybe having to beg for it—because that’s certainly what she'd been doing—but whatever the reason, she saw stars when Grant's buried himself deep inside her. The backstroke was just as good, and she gave one long, nonstop sound of pleasure as Grant pulled out until just the tip of the head was left inside her, then immediately pushed back in.
