He nodded. “Either way, I decided then and there that getting serious with anyone wasn’t what I was looking for.” He didn’t know why he’d thrown that into the conversation. Maybe it was to let her know if they did get physical, that’s as far as it would ever go. He would never remarry. For that matter, he would never classify any woman as a girlfriend. Sure, he admired his parents and how they had managed to stay together so many years, but that was all it was—an example.
Her lips curled on one side, and the amusement in her eyes was clear. “Consider me informed.”
He liked her sense of humor and the way she smiled. She was a breath of fresh air, oddly enough, which surprised him. When their food arrived, they ate for a few companionable minutes and then continued a casual conversation. Tripp waited for the right moment to bring up what he already knew they both wanted.
“So you’re here for…”
“I intended to go back home right after the service, at the latest tomorrow morning.” She stuck the tip of her tongue out and ran it over her fork. His cock strained in his pants. Focusing on anything else but her movements was impossible. If seducing an officer was against the law, the woman would be in cuffs right now. Hm, her cuffed and at his mercy might be exciting. Or did she go for such sexual games? All of a sudden, he had to know.
“Stay until Sunday—evening,” he blurted.
She widened her eyes in an expression that was obviously deliberate. “Is that an order?”
“An offer,” he amended in a softer tone. He reached across the table and took her hand. Their fingers intertwined, and he rubbed a thumb over her palm. The sharp intake of breath let him know she wasn’t unaffected by him. Good because he was ready to forget the rest of his meal to have her. “No strings, no expectations other than to please each other physically.”
Her gaze roved him, and he was glad he kept himself in shape with running and lifting weights several times a week. He had nothing to be ashamed of in the equipment category, either.
“Why not. I’m up for a little fun.”
The check was paid in minutes and they were out the door.
“We can go to my place if you’ll feel more comfortable there,” he offered while slamming the truck door and revving up the engine.
“Is it closer than my hotel room?”
“No.”
She laid a slender, brown hand on his thigh. “My room.”
He clenched his jaw and tore out of the restaurant’s parking lot.
Chapter Three
Toya kept her heels on and unbuttoned her blouse. She let the two sides hang open and noticed how his eyes narrowed on her breasts. They were her best asset, and the red lacy bra played them up to perfection. She liked her big nipples, which was why she had to have extra padding in her bras to tone down their impression behind her clothing. All her previous lovers liked them too, and it got her off seeing their desire. Tripp was no exception.
She didn’t regret her decision to come back to the hotel for a second. Sex was about having fun, and just like him, she’d been hurt in the past. Unlike her lover, she was still hopeful of finding the one. But the big, sexy cop would more than do for now.
She wiggled out of her skirt and let it fall to the floor. “Do you like my stockings?” She’d worn thigh-high’s with garter belts for no other reason than she loved to wear sensual undergarments.
He glanced down at the huge tent in his pants. “I do.” He strolled across to her and ran his hands over her hips. A squeeze at her ass made her breathless, and she rested her hands on his forearms. “Keep them on for me.”
“Of course. If that’s what you want.” She spun away from him and bent a little over the bed as if she’d climb up.”
“A thong,” he exclaimed. “Woman, did you come here to seduce me?”
“Who me?” She laughed.
He moved up behind her and bent his legs a little to rub his cock on her ass. Toya moaned. Here they had rushed to the hotel like they would rip off every article of clothing to go at it, but now they couldn’t stop teasing. Toya couldn’t believe how in synch he was with her, and how she knew what he wanted too. Something told her they would be a perfect match in bed.
“Just what kind of work do you do?” he demanded as he tore his shirt open and yanked it down his muscular arms. Toya turned back around so she could feast her eyes on his chest. She ran a single finger up his tight abs to a nipple, around it, and then explored the other. Tripp’s breathing grew deeper.
“I design lingerie.” She knew her tone made it sound like she washed laundry or some other brainless task. Shocking him into stillness made her chuckle, but it also gave her a chance to loosen his belt. Getting to see what was behind his pants was a priority. The man’s bulge looked unreal. She had to know for sure.
“Remind me to thank you for speeding,” he murmured.
He lifted her chin and kissed her. Toya let her eyelids droop, but she didn’t close her eyes. She wanted to see him, watch the lust in his eyes while he devoured her mouth. He pushed his tongue between her lips, and she invited him in, moaning for more. Their fingers intertwined, and he raised hers above her head while he slipped her top off and tossed it aside. His hands came back down her sides, and he thumbed her nipples. Her head went back.
“I can’t wait to see you with this off. Do you like to have your nipples sucked?” He rumbled the words through the barrier of her bra, knowing the vibration would tighten her little buds.
“Mm, yes.” She pulled at his head, tangling her fingers in his hair. He nosed his way past the delicate material and nipped one peak. Toya sagged against him.
“Oh no you don’t, beautiful.” He spanked her ass lightly. “You stand here so I can feast for a little while.”
“Feast on what?” She wanted him to say it. Her bottom lip caught between her teeth. One thing was for sure, she was already drenched, and if something didn’t happen down there soon, she would scream.
Tripp seemed to sense her need. He patted her pussy and then squeezed her there. “Right here. I’m going to eat my fill.”
A shudder rocked her body. The first time she was with a man, she didn’t suck his cock. Somehow it was more intimate than straight intercourse. At least in her mind. But she could see herself returning the favor for Tripp. In fact, she needed to get her hands wrapped around his piece now.
His belt buckle came loose under her fingers, and she lowered his zipper. His cock didn’t wait for her to reach into his boxers. The beast strained to get out, and she was only too happy to set it free. Well, as free as her digits wrapped around it could be.
“Oh wow, you’re big.” Her words came out raspy, and she could have kicked herself for sounding so green. Like she’d never seen a big cock. Of course she had. But man oh man, what do they put in the water down here?
“I’m glad you approve.” He tugged his equipment from her touch and kissed her again. “If you handle it that much, I’m liable to lose it, so me first. And I change my mind about where I want you.”
Toya let out a small squeak when he lifted her at the hips and tossed her on the bed. He followed on his knees, making her heart pound. If a man ever looked like a predator, it was Officer Jeremiah Tripp. He stalked her with eyes filled with dark intentions. Toya watched him, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. She was both nervous and excited, and she scooted away, going higher on the bed. He kept coming until he was comfortable between her legs. With her knees bent, her heels dug into the mattress.
Tripp skimmed kisses along her inner thighs and calves. He tasted the area close to her pussy, causing it to clench in anticipation. His rumbling moan sent shivers down her spine. “You skin is so dark and sweet, like chocolate. No…better.” She caught her breath when he pushed aside her thong and stuck a thick finger into her wetness, then pulsed it in and out. “Your pussy is even darker, so sexy. I can’t wait to eat you.”
She pushed his finger to his mouth and made him taste the come coating it. “Have you been with a black woman before
? Do you like my taste?”
“Mm, very much.” He licked up every drop. “And no, I haven’t been with a black woman before. Do you mind?”
“No.” She pulled her panties down over her hips, but he pushed her hands away to do it himself. First he lifted one leg to free that one, and then he worked on the other. All the time, he kissed her skin and flicked the tip of his tongue over it. Toya squirmed with each touch, her pussy growing wetter. “You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to.”
He didn’t grace her comment with a response but dipped his head between her legs and took one long swipe. Toya dug her nails into the cover at her sides and raised her hips. Tripp’s tongue parted her folds to glide deep into her snatch. She cried out his name and then bit her finger to muffle it a little.
Tripp raised his head, eyes sparkling with amusement. “You like your pussy licked?”
“Yes!”
“Because I can stop if you’re feeling hesitant,” he teased.
“Don’t even say that.” She ran her hand down over her belly and pushed a finger into her wetness. With the tip moist, she played with her clit while watching him. Tripp panted. She knew she’d caught him when she dipped her finger in again and then fed him the cream-coated digit.
He captured her hand and sucked on her finger like a man starving. “Do that with your nipples,” he demanded.
“You mean put my come on them?”
He nodded and reached to snatch at her bra, but she wiggled out of reach. The way he looked, he might tear her bra to strips. She’d do it herself. Toya sat up and worked the front clip loose. She held the sides together a moment and deliberately plumped her breasts as if it was an accident. The soft swell rose above the edging of lace, mesmerizing him further. After she let him suffer a while, she allowed her breasts to tumble free, and Tripp’s gasp was loud in the room.
He sat back and ran a hand through his hair. “Holy cow, are all black women like you?”
“What way is that?” She knew what he meant, but she wanted him to say it. She really shouldn’t tease him so much, but it was fun, and having a man as hot as Tripp lusting after her was satisfying in itself.
“Those breasts.” He reached out as if to test their firmness. He squeezed gently and massaged her nipples. Toya’s eyelids fluttered low, and she breathed through her mouth. “So big and soft. But firm. And the nipples! Baby, do you have any idea how sexy you are?”
“Who me?” She lay flat on the bed and raised a leg to hang over his shoulder. Tripp’s hot gaze skimmed from her breasts to her pussy and back again. He didn’t seem able to settle for one. He wanted all of her, and she didn’t mind giving it. “No, I’m the only one like me. But I’m wondering if you can satisfy me. You’ve kept me waiting so long.”
“Trust me, darlin’, I can more than handle you. When I am done, you will wish you had much longer than a weekend.”
Toya was just about to play with him some more, telling him to prove it, but he lowered his head between her legs. Words couldn’t form in her mind let alone on her lips as he licked up her juices. She writhed under the onslaught of his mouth. He laved her from bottom to top and then paused to suck her clit between his lips. Toya cried out, squirming against the intense pleasure. She wanted it to stop, but she couldn’t get enough.
She raised her hips off the bed and pressed the back of his head to get him closer. “More, Tripp. I have to come. Ah, yes, I want it now!”
Her core muscles clenched, and her breath left her. She lay weak and gasping as the sensations rolled over her being. Unable to do anything but feel, she shivered as the orgasm took control. All the while, Tripp never stopped flicking his tongue across her clit. Repeating explosions rocked her body until she was light-headed. When he brought her to a third climax, he kissed her wetness, then her stomach, and sat up. Toya watched him with heavy eyelids until her heart rate went back to normal.
“Now my turn,” she told him.
“No, you don’t have to do that.”
She took his cock in her hands, marveling at his thickness, and kissed the head. He groaned, trying to pull away. She wasn’t going for that. As satisfied as she was a moment ago, and as turned on as she was becoming now, she wanted to taste Tripp. She wanted to bring him to a climax and have him call out her name. “I want to.” She licked the underside of his cock while she held it in her fist. “Come for me, Tripp.”
He stroked her cheek, and she lowered her lashes to concentrate on his shaft. On her stomach, with her bare ass in the air and her knees bent with heels up, she worked him from balls to tip. He moaned each time she took him deep into her throat and then rubbed her ass. Every now and then he pushed his fingers between her crack and massaged her anus. Toya could scarcely concentrate when he did that, but she was getting into licking him too.
“I’ve never met a woman like you,” he said in a thick tone. “You look like you’re enjoying it.”
She flicked her gaze to him, grinned around a mouthful of his shaft, and then pulled back. “I am. Do all cops shave down here?”
He winked. “Just me. For you.”
They continued to tease each other between her giving him head. She worked her hand up and down his length while her head bobbed on the tip. Toya had practice deep-throating her lovers, and Tripp was no exception. She sucked him hard while pumping in a steady rhythm. Before long, he clenched his teeth, breathed in through them, and then couldn’t hold back. He shouted her name as come spurted out of his cock into her mouth. Toya allowed some of it to run down her chin, but most she drank while moaning.
When she was done, Tripp practically dragged her up from his lap to crush her in his arms. She squeaked when the man didn’t know his own strength and something cracked in her back. “Ow, easy, boy. What was that for?”
A slight red tinged his face. “Nothing.”
She cleaned up her mouth, but he didn’t let her far from his arms. They kissed and held onto each other, their hands roaming over the valleys and plains of each other’s bodies. Toya began working his shaft to get him hard again. She grinned at him when it didn’t take much prodding.
“What?” He chuckled. “Did you think I was done?” A smack on her ass excited her. “I want you all night. As long as you have the energy, we’ll be fine.”
“We’ll see.” Her heart beat kicked up. She knew now he wasn’t just all talk. Tripp was ready.
When he pulled out a condom, Toya took it from his hands and ripped into it. Kneeling in front of him, she rolled the protection onto his cock. Tripp caressed her shoulder and watched until she was done.
“There,” she said. “Do you want—”
Tripp lifted her off the bed and carried her to the wall. Toya wrapped her arms around him while he positioned her in front of him. Most of her weight rested on his hands, but she leaned against the wall as well. The aggression he showed had her pussy clenching to be possessed.
He raised her higher, and the two of them watched as his stiff cock found her entrance. Toya was wet enough to sink down slowly. His girth stretched her walls but not to the point of hurting. She moaned with each advance, inch after inch disappearing inside of her.
“Mm, baby, you’re tight,” he murmured. “Your sweet pussy is squeezing my cock, and I like it. Are you ready for me to take you faster?”
“Yes, do it, Tripp,” she moaned.
He squeezed her hips, then moved his hands lower to her ass. With his firm grip, he pushed her up and brought her down on his erection. Toya felt full to the brim and so good, she threw her head back while holding onto his shoulders. They rode each other hard and fast, pumping and grinding. She whimpered his name, pleading for more.
“I’m not going to stop,” he warned and raised her legs even higher to rest on his forearms. Each plunge of his cock took her breath away. “I want all of you. Surrender to me, Toya.”
“Yes, yes!” she cried. “Take it all.”
He rode into her until her thighs quivered. She came, not screaming thi
s time, but gasping and clinging to his hold. He waited until the aftershocks were over, and then he withdrew. If she thought that was it, she was mistaken. Tripp set her on her feet, and with his hands at her hips, turned her to face away from him.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded. “And put your hands flat on the wall.”
She did as he said, arching her back so that her ass poked out in his direction. With her hands where he instructed her to place them, she looked over her shoulder, a half smile curling her lips. “Is this how you treat the female prisoners?”
He stooped and kissed both of her ass cheeks then stood up to move in close. “Only the sexy black ones with high heels and garter belts designed to drive me insane.”
He moved up behind her and reached around to run fingers over her pussy. Toya moaned. How could she get so wet so soon? The man did things to her body she couldn’t begin to comprehend. His fingers were slick with her wetness as they dipped inside of her and then pulled out. She laid a hand over his, wanting to keep him buried, but he spanked her gently.
“Get your hands back up there.”
“But…”
“You will do as I say, woman, or you will be punished.”
“Oh.” She warred between obeying and seeing what he had in mind to make her listen. He kissed her, intertwining his tongue with hers, and doing what he asked won out. Tripp brought her to multiple orgasms with just his fingers, and then he plunged his cock into her heat from behind. They moved as one, their rhythm a perfect harmony. Tripp’s second time coming took much longer than the first, but that made it all the sweeter, when his hold intensified along with his thrusts. Toya did her best to remain where he wanted her, and then he grunted his release. She rocked with him until the shudders eased.
Tripp lay his forehead on her shoulder, holding her. “So what do you think?”
Rather than speculate, she held still and waited. “About?”
“About coming to my house for the rest of the weekend.”
She considered it. If she went there, it might start giving her ideas. And this was only supposed to last two more days. Her heart didn’t know the difference between two days and fifty. She had to be careful because Tripp was the kind of man she could fall hard for.
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