Avoiding the Badge

by Dorothy F. Shaw

  She was going to come really hard for him. Again.

  Chapter 8

  “Fuck yes, ride that cock.” Derek gripped her ass harder, feeling her tight cunt clench around his dick.

  Rayna’s body glistened from head to toe with a light sheen of sweat. Her nipples were stone-hard, tight little pebbles he was dying to nibble on. He’d be damned if he let go of her ass though. She’d wanted him to guide her, and he was happy to do it. “Give me those fine tits. I need to suck your nipples.”

  A high-pitched whimper came out of her, and she bent forward, cupping her full breasts in her palms. Derek took one tight bud into his mouth, swirled his tongue around it before dragging his teeth over it.

  She arched when he bit down, but she didn’t stop fucking him. Yeah, he was guiding her, but she’d begun moving all on her own. He pulled away from her sweet nipple. “You like my dick, Rayna?”

  “Yes!” She thrust her pelvis forward.

  “Say the words for me. Say you like my dick.” Screw it, he took one hand off her ass, grabbed the other breast and sucked that nipple into his mouth, doing the same as he’d done to its mate. She let out a loud moan, and he let it go. “Say your cunt loves my cock.”

  “Oh, God, I...”

  She never swore, and he respected that, but in bed...in bed she could be different, and Derek knew she had it in her. He pinched her nipple, tugging it a bit. “Say it for me, Doc.”

  “Derek, I don’t know—”

  He ran his free hand down her body and found her clit with his thumb. She bucked against him. “Say it, baby, because when you unleash that, you’ll come hard for me, and I want to feel that sweet pussy milking my cum from me.”

  Gazing down at him, riding his dick like she was born to do it, Rayna moaned, whimpered. Arching her body, taking all he was giving her. Goddamn, she was everything he knew she would be, and more. “Let me hear you, Doc.”

  She closed her eyes. “I love your... Oh, God!” She threw her head back. “I love your cock.”

  “Fuck yeah, baby!” Derek took hold of her ass with both hands again. Gripping the soft flesh, he lifted her and slammed her back down. “Again.”

  She flipped her head forward to look at him, her hair wild and flowing all around her shoulders as she bounced on his dick. She swiped her tongue over her bottom lip. “I love your cock.”

  “Fuck, that’s sexy.” Derek sat up and wrapped an arm around her ass and pulled her against him, pressing her pelvis tight to his so she could slide up and down his shaft. “Does your pussy love my cock?”

  “Derek! God, yesssnnggghh!” She grabbed his shoulders, her blunt nails digging into his skin.

  “Say it for me.” He nipped her bottom lip. “Tell me and then come for me.”

  She nailed him with a hard gaze filled with lust and passion and pure sex. “My pussy loves your cock.” She moved faster. “So much. So, so much.”

  Derek cupped one breast before moving his fingers to her nipple. “Want to feel that cunt squeeze me. You feel how hard my dick is for you, throbbing inside you?”

  “Don’t stop!”

  “Filling your tight pussy?”

  “Derek!”

  “So sloppy wet for me? Give it to me, Rayna.”

  “Yessss! Now!” She threw her head back, and her orgasm exploded through her.

  Derek felt every ripple of her cunt as it took her over, and as she kept moving on him, he only lasted another moment before his own orgasm hit like an earthquake. “Fuuuuuck! Oh my God, baby!”

  In a frenzy, Derek wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her still against him as his climax took him over and he spurted his release over and over, filling the condom, until he was spent.

  He fell backward, taking her with him, trying to catch his breath, but also not wanting to let her go yet.

  Actually, not wanting to let her go. Ever...

  * * * *

  Rayna lay on her side, boneless and completely sated. She’d had two orgasms and talked dirty for the first time in her life. All with a man she’d never thought she’d ever be interested in or date, let alone have mind-blowing sex with. To add to all of that, he was a cop. Which was crazy...

  Lying beside her and facing her, Derek trailed his fingertips up and down her back. “I like being the first of things for you.”

  “The first?” Did he think she was a virgin or something? Yeah, it’d been a while and he’d said she was tight, but she couldn’t have been that tight. “Derek, did you think I—”

  He trailed his fingertips down her lower back and lightly through the cleft of her bottom, grazing her anus. She gasped at the unexpected sensations. No one had ever touched her there and—

  Rayna felt his lips at her ear. “Did I think what?”

  “That I was... Oh my.” Dazed, she dragged her teeth over her bottom lip as he continued teasing her rear end.

  “Does that feel good?”

  Rayna moaned again. “Yes. Really good.”

  “Anyone ever touch you here before?”

  She swallowed. “No.”

  “Another first.” He nipped at her earlobe. “Tell me, sweet Doc, you were saying? You were what?”

  Rayna sighed, giving herself over to wherever it was he wanted to take her. Unsure if she was even thinking straight anymore, she ran a hand up his side and tried again. “Um... Did you think I was a virgin?”

  He chuckled and cocked his head back to look at her. “No, why would you think I thought that?”

  She swallowed as nervous confusion crept up her spine. Okay, she really must not have heard him right. And...he was still touching her butt. “I thought you said...” She cleared her throat. “Um... Okay now I feel foolish. Sorry. I thought that’s what you meant when you said firsts.”

  “Ah, I see now.” He leaned forward to her ear and ran his lips over the edge. “No need to feel foolish. What I meant was, you said you’ve never seen a body like mine before. Then you said you’ve never had anyone say such romantic things to you. Also, I know you’ve never talked dirty before.” Rayna couldn’t help but smile a little, and then her breath hitched as he licked the sensitive spot just under her ear. “Never had your ass played with, either, and the way you’re responding to me right now as I tease this tight little hole...just... Goddamn, Doc.” He groaned as she trailed her hand down to his erection and gripped it with both fists, and then he thrust his hips forward. “All those firsts, they’re all for me. All mine.”

  With only a few sentences, her feelings of foolishness disappeared. Knowing she was giving him something she’d never even considered would be cherished had sheer power pulsing through her veins. “I like that.”

  “Thought you might.” He thrust his hips forward again, sliding his length through her fists. “Fuck, that feels good.”

  Rayna moaned, holding his thick erection in her hands, feeling it pulse and grow harder as he thrust himself into her fists. Derek growled and nipped at her shoulder and then palmed one of her breasts.

  Heady lust swirled through her body. They were nowhere near done pleasuring each other yet, and sleep was nowhere in sight, either. Losing sleep in exchange for the way Derek was making her feel was perfectly fine with her.

  Besides, sleep was overrated anyway.

  Chapter 9

  “I don’t even want to know what time it is, I just know it’s too early.” Derek pressed his nose into the back of her messy and utterly sexy red hair. “Your hair smells like coconut. It’s delicious. It’s also making me hungry.”

  Rayna giggled as she silenced her alarm clock before snugging her backside against him a little tighter. “My hair is definitely not edible. And I’m hungry, too. But coffee first, please?”

  “You’re reading my mind.” He smoothed his palm down her soft hip. “You want me to make a pot, or shall I run to the Starbucks on the corner,
assuming it’s open?”

  She laughed again. “It’s open, but I can get up and make us some instead.”

  She started to turn over, but Derek stopped her. “No, you stay right here. All nice and warm and soft—” He smoothed his palm around her waist to her tummy. “If sustenance wasn’t a priority, I would not be leaving your side right now. Trust me on that.” He pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “Stay here. I’ll go grab coffee and a couple egg sandwiches from Starbucks. Won’t take long. Plus, I do believe I mentioned something about breakfast in bed. Another reason why you need to stay put.”

  She turned her head but raised the sheet to cover her mouth before she spoke. “That’s right, you did.”

  “Cute.” With a chuckle, he pressed a kiss to her cotton-covered mouth then pulled the sheet down. “Don’t stress the morning breath, babe. There isn’t anything about you I don’t find beautiful.”

  Her eyes went wide, but she tugged the sheet back over her mouth. “Only a crazy person would find morning breath beautiful.”

  “Then you may as well call me crazy because when it comes to you, that’s how I feel.” He smiled and rolled away from her. “Not feel crazy, but feel that you’re beautiful. Anyway.” He chuckled.

  She laughed, and the sound of it rippled through Derek like a soft melody. After he found his boxer-briefs and jeans, he turned back to her as he slid them on. She’d rolled over to face him. Her light red hair splayed on the pale yellow pillowcase, her lips drawn into a sweet smile, her eyes still a little sleepy.

  How he got so lucky to have spent the night with this amazing, smart woman, he had no clue. But he sure as hell wasn’t ready to let her go...if ever. Jesus, she took his breath away, and all he wanted to do was climb back into her bed and pull her close to him again.

  Just going to get coffee, Shirley. No reason to be all separation-anxiety-ridden. Derek gave himself an internal eye roll as he looked around the room for his shirt but didn’t see it.

  “Hey, do you remember—”

  “I believe you left it in the kitchen.”

  “I believe you’re right.” He bent and kissed her forehead, then straightened. “Stay put. I’ll be back.”

  “Okay, but I’m gonna brush my teeth.”

  He crossed his arms. “Nope. Don’t do it. Ride or die, baby. We both got morning breath, and soon we’ll have coffee and egg sandwich breath.” Derek chuckled when her eyes darted to his bare chest. “Promise me.”

  “You’re nuts. But okay, fine. You want morning breath, then you got it.”

  “Perfect.” Derek turned and walked out of her bedroom.

  As he made his way down the hall into the kitchen, he found his shirt on the floor in the corner, slipped it on, and buttoned it as he walked out to the garage. Once in his truck in the driveway, he fired up the engine and then realized he hadn’t asked Rayna how she took her coffee.

  Grabbing his cell from his front pocket, he shot her a text. It was likely her phone was in the kitchen, and maybe she wouldn’t reply. If not, he’d just grab some cream on the side and a variety of sugar along with the typical blue or yellow sweetener packets for her.

  As he exited her neighborhood onto the main road, his cell buzzed with a reply from her.

  Doc Rayna: Two Splenda and extra cream.

  Derek: You got out of bed, didn’t you?

  Doc Rayna: Yes. But I didn’t brush my teeth, I swear! LOL

  Derek chuckled and pulled into the Starbucks parking lot. After he parked and turned off the truck, he replied.

  Derek: Best get your gorgeous ass back in that bed before I’m back, or I’ll have to paddle it.

  She sent him back the flushed-face smiley emoji with the big eyes. Derek laughed and got out of the truck. After ordering their sandwiches and coffees, he fixed hers as she’d requested, fixed his own, and then headed for her house.

  Opening the garage using her code, which he’d easily memorized, Derek carried their first meal together to her bedroom, wondering when the hell he’d become such a sap for the romance. Derek frowned. Screw it, it felt good, so he was running with it.

  “Honey, I’m home!”

  She laughed, and again the sound rippled through him, warming parts of his body he hadn’t realized were cold. When he walked through her bedroom door, he found her sitting up in bed. He almost stopped dead in his tracks to take in the sight of her.

  Blankets pulled up, tucked just beneath her arms to cover her gorgeous breasts, hair still a sexy mess, but the remains of makeup that’d been there from the night before were gone. He set the tray of coffees and the bag of food down on the nightstand. “Did you brush your teeth?”

  “No, sir, I did not.” She smiled.

  He raised a brow as he opened the bag. “Do I need to do a kiss test?”

  She giggled. “I’ll take a kiss, but only after I get a swig of coffee in.”

  “You cleaned up your makeup, I see.” He handed her a napkin and her breakfast sandwich.

  “Well, of course, I mean, morning-after smeared mascara is not in fashion. Plus, I might be pale, but the goth look isn’t really becoming on me.”

  “Psshaw. Who said?” He handed her her coffee. “Here, I brought an extra Splenda for you, just in case.”

  With a bright smile, she took the coffee and extra sweetener packet. “First, thank you for the extra Splenda. Second, as far as who said? Pretty much any woman in the planet says. I may not wear makeup often, but I do know it’s actually an unwritten rule. But!” She raised a hand in the air. “I didn’t brush my teeth, so I still get points.”

  He chuckled. “Fair enough.” Settling on the bed so he could face her, he took a sip of his coffee. He watched as she did the same then took off the lid and poured the third packet of sweetener into hers. “Coffee okay?”

  “Yes. It’s perfect.” She took another sip before setting it down. Then she grabbed her sandwich and took a bite. “Mmm.”

  “Agreed.” He bit into his own sandwich.

  “Do you work today?” She sipped her coffee. “Oh my goodness, I just realized... Who’s taking care of Axle? Shouldn’t you get home to let him out?”

  He smiled and swallowed his mouthful. “Not working today. Axle has a dog door to the side yard, which is penned in. He’ll be fine for a little longer.” He sipped his coffee.

  “Takes the pressure off, on both sides I suppose.” She smiled. “I’ve heard that some PDs around the county don’t like it when their handlers treat their dogs like family pets. That doesn’t seem to be the case with you and Axle.”

  Derek nodded. “It’s true. I believe the sheriff’s office is like that. Basically, they want their officers to keep it all business. But I can’t see doing that. He stays in the house with me, hence the dog door.”

  “Seems cruel to do that. I never understood why.” She took another sip of coffee.

  “They feel it interferes with the way the animal performs at work.” Derek shrugged. “I don’t agree. If it ever does with Axle, I’ll make changes with him. Until then, he’s fine.” He took a sip of his coffee. “I assume you’re going into the practice today, yeah?”

  “That’s good to hear.” She glanced at the clock. “Yes.”

  He leaned over and gave her a quick peck on the lips. “How much longer do I have you?”

  She licked her lips. “Office opens at seven thirty, and I usually get there before seven to prep for the day.”

  Derek glanced at the clock. Damn, it was already six. “How long do you need to get ready?” Of course, she’d bitten into her sandwich right as he’d asked the question, and now she was smiling, her lips pressed tight together, so she could still chew. Derek laughed. “Sorry.”

  He bit into his own sandwich as he waited for her to finish chewing. He really needed to let the woman eat her breakfast, especially because she was likely going to have to get ready
soon. Maybe they could do their part in the community and shower together? Save water?

  His dick came awake behind his zipper at the thought of her creamy skin coated with hot water and bubbles from her soap, and Derek took a sip of his coffee to keep from moaning.

  “It takes me about thirty minutes I guess. Maybe a little less?” With a shrug, she took the last bite of her breakfast.

  “Seriously? I don’t think I know any women who can get ready that fast. You’re something beyond special.”

  She frowned, her brow furrowed, but her lips curved into a bewildered smile. “That’s silly. I am not.”

  “Doc, I’m telling you.” He bent close to her, hovering his lips just above hers. “I think you might be a unicorn.”

  “A... Oh my.” Rayna’s eyes went soft, and she let out a little sigh.

  Derek took her lips in a tender kiss. The woman didn’t wear a lot of makeup, and her hair was either pulled back in a ponytail or loose with its natural waves flowing down her shoulders.

  She was always beautiful as far as he was concerned. Simple. Pure. Natural... Considering the women Derek knew, and had known, Rayna was an anomaly. An amazing rare find.

  Unicorn was the perfect description for her.

  * * * *

  “Thank you for my breakfast, and for getting me home safe last night.” Rayna felt her face get warm, and she smiled, almost giving in to her urge to look away from his penetrating gaze. “And also, the other stuff, too.”

  Holding her tight in his arms, Derek rubbed his big palms up and down her back. “Especially the other stuff.” He grinned and touched his lips to hers.

  For the first time ever in history, Rayna didn’t want to go to work. Unfortunately, that wasn’t a choice she had at the moment. She tipped her head back as he deepened the kiss.

  With a rumbling groan, he pulled away from her. “You’ll text me your schedule when you get it, so I can take you to lunch today?”

  “I will.” She licked her lips.