Avoiding the Badge

by Dorothy F. Shaw

  Still holding onto Rayna, Derek looked over at Tish. “Frightening, huh? That makes me almost feel bad, Miss Tish. Almost.” With a devious grin, he smoothed his palms down Rayna’s back, stopping just above the arch of her buttocks. “So, I shouldn’t grab her here? Or pick her up, like I usually do?” He laughed.

  With a groan, Tish covered her face—which was now a healthy shade of pink—with her hands. “Oh, God. I’m going to go wait in the truck.”

  Derek laughed harder and let go of Rayna but took her hand in his. “Just teasing you, Miss Tish. Plus, the truck is locked.”

  Rayna giggled. She couldn’t help it. She rarely got to see her best friend teased. Plus, she couldn’t remember ever seeing Tish blush. The night was off to a fantastic start, and Rayna knew it was only going to get better.

  Holding tight to Derek’s hand, she stopped at the laundry room door to the garage and set the alarm code—at his insistence, she’d had the alarm system installed three weeks into their relationship.

  All three of them scooted through as the alarm beeped in countdown mode, signaling it was going to arm itself. When she and Tish cleared the door, Derek took her house keys from her and locked the garage entry to the house. Something else he’d made her start doing.

  “He’s very secure, huh?” Tish nudged Rayna and laughed.

  “Cop, remember?” He walked past them, grinning.

  Doing her best impression of him, Rayna added, “Hazard of the job.”

  “That’s right, baby. You tell her.” He chuckled.

  Tish rolled her eyes and moved past him to the back passenger door. “Yep, cute and frightening.”

  “Awesome!” Still laughing, Derek opened the door for Tish. Once she was in, he opened the front passenger door for Rayna. He paused and held his hand out to her. “M’lady, your chariot.”

  Taking his hand, she stepped up onto the running board and then turned and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Thank you, good sir.”

  Warmth filled her heart and flowed through her limbs. She loved when he said that to her. Had from the very start. With a smile, Rayna took her seat, and he closed her in. Yeah, she was falling for him.

  More and more every day.

  * * * *

  “You want fried pickles?” Derek nudged her shoulder with his.

  “Oh my gosh. They have those? Yes!” Eyes wide, Rayna bent closer to him, peeking at the menu in his hands. “I love fried pickles.”

  He laughed. “Look at you, you’re so cute right now.”

  She scrunched up her nose and giggled.

  Derek pressed a quick kiss to her nose and then her lips. “Yup, cute.”

  “Don’t want to interrupt you two being all adorable and stuff, but can you pass the menu this way?” Tish held her palm open on the table.

  Jeff looked at Tish. “It’s frightening, huh?”

  Tish jerked to look at Jeff. “Yes! That’s what I said earlier! Jesus Christ, they’re killing me.”

  Jeff sipped his drink then shook his head. “Me too.”

  “Look, Doc, we have fans.” Derek laughed and handed Tish the menu.

  “Grumpy ones.” Rayna licked some salt from the edge of her margarita then took a sip.

  At the sight of her little tongue, lust spiked, hot and fast in Derek’s veins, and he groaned. The woman had no idea the power she had over him. He placed his hand on her thigh and leaned close to her ear. “Reinforcing your spell, I see.”

  “Spell?”

  He slid his fingertips along her inner thigh. “Yeah, the spell you cast on me months ago. Still there, babe. You keep licking that glass edge and I’m going to end up taking you out to the truck and fucking you in the backseat.”

  She moaned and placed her hand on top of his. Then cleared her throat. “Oh, that spell.”

  “Yes, that one.” He pulled back and gazed at her. “Tying you to the bed tonight.”

  Her eyes went soft, and she picked up her drink and licked the edge.

  Oh, yeah. Definitely tying her up and... “Spanking you, too.”

  One perfect brow twitched up, and she took a sip of her drink.

  “Will you two give it a rest?” Tish dropped the menu on the table.

  “Yeah, or get a room.” Jeff smirked and crossed his arms.

  Derek leaned forward. “How about you two arm wrestle again?”

  Tish’s eyes went wide; then she tilted her head to the side. “Gonna need more drink in me for that. Besides, I kicked his ass last time, why bother going again? I’m already in charge.”

  Jeff coughed. “To be honest, I’ll let you be in charge anytime you want; therefore, I let you win.”

  “Bullshit. You did not.” Tish put her hands on her hips.

  “Not bullshit. Totally did. I mean, come on, you’re a girl.” Jeff started shaking with laughter.

  Derek burst out laughing, and Rayna did, too. He wasn’t sure if Jeff had a death wish, or if there was some sort of strange chemistry happening between his best friend and Tish. Derek was hoping it was the latter.

  Tish leaned toward Jeff. “You did not even go there.”

  With pursed lips, Jeff nodded.

  “Oh, come on, Tish.” Rayna raised a hand in the air, motioning to Jeff. “He’s kidding. Can’t you see he’s kidding?”

  Tish crossed her arms and pursed her lips. “Where is Bethany? I want food and I want another shot and then—” She pressed a fingertip into Jeff’s chest. “I’m kicking your ass again.”

  “Promise?” Jeff gave her one of his grins.

  That’s when Derek knew his best friend was going to ride this game out with Tish as long as it took. God bless him!

  Derek hoped like hell Jeff was successful.

  * * * *

  “Ooh! Bethany?” Rayna waved their waitress down.

  Tish was obviously hangry, and Jeff was deliberately trying to annoy her, which Rayna had to admit was kind of funny. But, also, not cool. Maybe once she got Tish fed, she’d be a little nicer to the guy.

  Bethany came over. “Hey there. You guys need something?”

  “Yes! We need an order of fried pickles.” Rayna looked at Derek.

  “Warm pretzels for the win, please.” Derek nodded.

  Rayna looked at her best friend, who was bickering back and forth with Jeff, though Rayna couldn’t hear what they were saying. “Tish, what did you want to order?” When Tish didn’t respond, Rayna tried again, with a little more oomph behind it. “Hey, Tish!”

  “What?”

  Rayna gave her a “look,” one that clearly said: did you just answer me like that? Drawing in a deep breath, she jerked her chin in Bethany’s direction. “Food, right?”

  “Oh. Yeah.” Tish tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “The green chile artichoke dip, please.”

  Jeff rested an elbow on the table. “Oooh, yum! Are you going to share with me?”

  “No.” Tish rolled her eyes but then gave Jeff the side eye. “Maybe.”

  Jeff raised both arms in the air. “Whoohooo! I’ll take the maybe for a win!”

  “God help me, he needs home training.” Tish picked up her drink.

  “You guys want anything else?” Bethany grinned.

  “Nope. We’re sharing.” With a huge grin, Jeff put his arm around Tish’s shoulder, and she immediately shrugged it off. “Well...‘maybe’ we’re sharing. Better bring my snookums-nookums over here a shot. Thennnn I’m sure she’ll share with me.”

  “Okay then.” Bethany laughed. “Tequila, Tish?”

  “Riiiiggght.” With a grin, one it looked like she couldn’t help, Tish shook her head, and then winked at Rayna. “Yes. Bring two.”

  “You got it.” Bethany grabbed the menu and walked away.

  Oh dear. Rayna was going to be in trouble now. She’d already had two shots, plus th
e drink in front of her. Hopefully the pickles would be enough food to help counteract the alcohol.

  She didn’t want to be too drunk when he tied her to the bed...and spanked her. Rayna wanted to experience every single feeling that activity would bring her. A zing of arousal shot through her, and she drew in a breath to keep from moaning.

  She glanced at Derek from the corner of her eye, picked up her drink and licked the edge.

  Immediately his hand was back on her thigh, and this time, he squeezed. “Sassy.”

  Yes, she most certainly was.

  Chapter 19

  “Derek...” Rayna drew in a slow breath, trying to calm her racing heart.

  The minute they’d gotten in the door, things progressed quickly. They didn’t go back to his place often, but tonight they had, and now she was in his bed...

  With only a little bit of slack, her arms were stretched out to her sides, raised high, with her wrists bound to Derek’s headboard. Her ankles were bound to the footboard, her legs spread wide, a little bit of slack there as well. In addition, she was wearing a blindfold.

  Rayna was completely at his mercy. It was terrifying...and it was glorious.

  “You look so beautiful.” The breath of his softly spoken words feathered against her lips.

  Thick, heated arousal pooled in her stomach and spread through her limbs. Her entire body trembled with it. Rayna dragged her teeth over her bottom lip and drew in another slow breath.

  She felt his fingertip, at least she thought it was his finger, on the edge of her lip. “Love your lips, Doc.” He tugged at the full flesh. “Love to see you bite this bottom one. Love to watch them, so full, wrapped tight around my cock, too.”

  Rayna touched the tip of her tongue to his finger. And then he fed it into her mouth, slowly, and she sucked it with a moan.

  “Yeah, just like that.” After a moment, Derek pulled his finger free, and then she had his lips.

  As Derek kissed her, he trailed his wet fingertip down her neck, to one breast, and then circled her tight nipple. Rayna arched her back off the mattress, sucking his tongue into her mouth, trying to get more contact with his hand, or body...with him.

  Derek pulled from her lips. “Lay still.”

  She moaned her frustration. “Derek...”

  He pinched her nipple hard and tugged it away from her breast. The sting of painful pleasure ran through her body, arrowing right for her clit. A loud cry came out of Rayna, and she slammed her body down so hard on the bed that if she weren’t lying on a soft mattress she was certain she would’ve hurt herself.

  “Easy, baby.” The bed dipped, and then she felt the light pressure of his body across her upper hips.

  Rayna assumed he was now straddling her. In the next breath, his fingers were on her other nipple and he was tugging that one, the same as its mate. Rayna tried to arch again, but with his weight holding her down, she was unable to.

  Searing hot pleasure ripped through her, and Rayna’s stomach went tight as her pussy clenched down on itself in little spasms. She hissed and clenched her hands into fists. “Oh God! Yessss!”

  “Love nipple play with you.” Derek let go of her nipples and palmed her breasts. “Love how your skin feels, and how perfect and firm your tits are.” He squeezed both breasts then pressed them together.

  Next Rayna felt the hot wetness of his mouth as he sucked one nipple then moved to the other. “Love how you taste.” He tugged the sensitive taut peaks again.

  She could manage no words, only moans and whimpers as every single sensation his touches caused rolled through her...like waves hitting the shoreline. Rayna wanted to drown in all of them.

  Derek nibbled one nipple then sucked it hard. Rolling and pinching the other between his fingers. Her clit throbbed, aching to be touched. Her pussy clenched and spasmed, seeking to be filled.

  Once again, he pressed both of her breasts together. “You know what I love the most about your tits, Doc?”

  “Mmmnooo—” She sucked in a breath as he dragged what she figured were his thumbs over each tip. “Tell me?”

  She felt him shift higher on her body, and then she felt some wetness. “That I can fuck my cock right between them.”

  “Derek...” The feel of his erection sliding between her cleavage had Rayna wishing he hadn’t blindfolded her. She knew the swollen head of his penis had to be close to her mouth as he thrust forward. Desperate for a taste of him, she raised her head and snaked out her tongue.

  He drew back. “I see that sassy tongue of yours. Watched you lick salt from your glass all night.” He slid forward. “Every time I saw you, my dick throbbed in my jeans. Ached to feel your tongue on me.”

  Moaning, Rayna laid her head back down on the pillow and bit her bottom lip.

  Derek slid forward, and she felt him bump the underside of her chin. Then she felt his hand slide beneath the back of her head, grip her hair and pull her head up from the pillow. “Open for me, baby. Give me that hot tongue.”

  With a high-pitched cry, Rayna opened her mouth and felt him slide between her lips. She closed her eyes behind the blindfold and moaned as she sucked the head.

  “Fuck yes, just like that.” Derek groaned and pushed deeper into her mouth, then retreated. “Nothing prettier than those full lips around my prick.”

  Rayna moaned as the taste of his pre-cum hit her tongue. He was heaven in her mouth, the scent of him another sweetness she craved. With every inch of her skin tight, Rayna’s entire body trembled in overwhelming arousal.

  She gave herself over to all of it. With his beautiful erection thrusting into her mouth, her hair fisted in his hand and her body bound to the bed, she was utterly powerless and he was in total control.

  God help her, she didn’t want it to end.

  But then it did. With a deep growl, Derek pulled free from her mouth. “No more.” In the next instant, he scooted down her body, and she felt him between her legs.

  “No!” Rayna twisted her hips, getting nowhere of course. She wasn’t done. She wanted him back in her mouth. She wanted him to come, wanted desperately to feel him spurt in her mouth and down her throat as he did. “Please!”

  “Stop!” CRACK! His fingers connected with her labia in a stinging slap.

  “Oh my God!” Rayna’s hips launched off the mattress as the unexpected pain turned into instant pleasure and her clit pulsed as if she’d been electrocuted. It was wonderful, and horrible, and out-of-this-world erotic. Rayna pulled both lips between her teeth, moaning.

  Then she felt his palm cover her mound. “That stung, didn’t it?”

  Rayna nodded and sucked in a breath. “Yes.”

  “You liked it, though.”

  She nodded again. “Yes.”

  “Fuck me.” He pulled his hand away and parted her labia. “This sweet cunt...it’s all mine.”

  Rayna sucked in her breath and pressed her lips together. “Mmhmm.”

  “Say it.”

  She felt his tongue roll over her clit, and her hips rose off the mattress again. “Derek...baby... Mmnnngghhh!”

  His palm landed on her pussy with another loud snap! “Hold still, Rayna.”

  “I’m yours! Ohhhmygodddd!” Her orgasm hit like a sonic boom as white-hot pleasure, from the sting of his palm, blasted through her. Bright spots formed in the darkness behind her closed lids, and Rayna arched her back, digging her blunt nails into her palms.

  “Holy fuck! Yes you are!” Derek covered her clit with his mouth, sucking the pulsing nub between his lips.

  A thick haze settled in her mind, and a guttural moan came from deep in Rayna’s chest as Derek’s hot mouth drove her climax higher, leaving no part of her body or mind untouched.

  It was so much more than her pussy that was his.

  Rayna knew he owned all of her.

  * * * *

  Dere
k was utterly, completely, and amazingly entranced by Rayna Michaels. With his head between her sweet thighs, he suckled her clit and held onto her hips as her orgasm swept through her and her body shook with every sensation.

  Releasing her clit, he closed his eyes and covered her cunt with his mouth, lapping at the soaking wet entrance to heaven.

  Once more she arched, her back bowing off the mattress, and Derek smoothed his palms up her body to her fine tits and massaged them. She let out another loud moan when he gave her nipples a little tug.

  After one more lick, he pulled from her and ran his nose along her clit. “Need to fuck you.”

  “Mmmyes.” With her hands fisted, she tugged at her restraints and let out a sharp gasp when he nipped at her clit. “Fuuuuuck!”

  Derek’s eyes went wide, and he got to his knees, resting on his heels, between her parted thighs. He’d never heard her swear before, not like that anyway. “Doc, I just need to check.” He smoothed his palms up her thighs and thumbed her clit. “Was that a good fuck or a bad fuck?”

  “Oh, God!” She arched. “Mmm...a good one.”

  “My girl likes pain play.” With his other hand, he slid two fingers inside her wet core. Fuck, she was more matched to him than any woman he could’ve conjured in a dream.

  She whimpered and rolled her head side to side. After drawing in a breath, she shifted her hips, trying to take his fingers deeper. “Is that a bad thing?”

  Derek watched her face then looked down at her pussy. The sensitive skin was flushed pink, likely from the slaps he’d given it. Her labia swollen, her little clit so hard it protruded from its hood. “Not. At. All.”

  Although he’d assumed, based on her reaction the other two times, that she liked it, now he knew for sure. No way he wasn’t going to take advantage of that fact.

  Raising a hand, he slapped her pussy once again.

  Rayna’s hips shot off the bed, as far as they could anyway, since her legs were bound at the ankle. Moaning, she thrashed her head from side to side harder. “Derek, please fuck me! Please!”

  “Need to grab a condom, baby.” He spread her labia with his thumbs and rubbed her clit again.

  “No.” She licked her lips. “I want to be skin to skin with you.”