Possessive Christmas Cop: An Older Man Younger Woman Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 87)

by Flora Ferrari

  “If you think that mattress was hard on your ass wait until you feel my palm come down on that perfect apple bottom, beautiful.”

  I start making quick work of getting my clothes off, as does she.

  “Tell me what you’re doing,” I demand.

  “I’m getting naked for you.”

  “And why are you doing that?”

  “So you can take me for the first time. So you can claim me. So you can make me yours and I can make you mine.”

  “And how does that happen?” I ask, just as I slide out of my pants, my underwear the only thing left.

  “By you putting that huge—,” her eyes freeze on my dick as I pull down my underwear, my cock springing free. “Oh my god,” she says.

  “Keep going. Putting my huge cock where? Show me, beautiful?”

  She slowly slides out of her panties as I stand there, watching her, staring at her, not moving as my dick points straight towards the ceiling.

  “Inside me,” she says as she tosses her panties off the side of the bed.

  “You mean inside our pretty, pink virgin pussy,” I growl. “Ours.”

  “Yes. There. Ours.” she says.

  “Then show me. Spread your legs and show me my cunt that I’m going to claim.”

  I watch as her chest heaves in excitement and her body pulls back in fear while her legs spread wide.

  “Wider. Open up for me. You have to spread wider to take all of this big cop cock.”

  Her feet point outward as her hands find her knees as she opens herself even wider causing me to breathe heavily through my throat as my arms start twitching I’m so fucking turned on by her glistening, shaved perfect pussy.

  I strut over toward the bed, keeping my eyes locked on her until I reach the edge.

  I kneel down, getting on my knees, staying focused on her eyes. Seeing her realize exactly what I meant when I told her there’s no going back and that the animal in me was about to be unleashed is the sexiest thing ever.

  It’s one thing to tell her, it’s another thing to show her.

  I grab her by the ankles and jerk her body toward me until her ass is right at the edge of the bed.

  My hands slide under her ass and I dive into her channel face first, licking straight up her center as I inhale deep.

  My head follows through, my eyes closed as I face the ceiling.

  I howl like a feral wolf.

  “Fuuuuuck, you smell like heaven and taste like paradise,” I say, diving right back in for seconds.

  And seconds quickly turn to thirds, fourths, and fifths, as I devour her with my tongue, my mouth taking in her lips as I alternate between flicking her bud and diving deep inside her.

  Her feet find my shoulders as she presses her body away, but I won’t let her. I continue consuming her cunt, feeling her feet slide down my back and then her thighs locking around the sides of my head with a vice like grip.

  I growl in approval, feeling the reverberations move through her like an echo in a tunnel…but this tunnel is already full, with my tongue.

  I go deeper inside, trying to mine the gold that is her G-spot, until I find the gushiness, pressing hard with the tip of my tongue.

  I feel her thighs quiver as she absolutely locks me in place. Her hips roll and I don’t fight it, rolling with her.

  The back of my head finds the bed as she fucks my face with her pussy, her hips bouncing up and down on me wildly, my tongue penetrating her deep.

  “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Right there!” she says, but little does she knows she’s the one in complete control.

  Her hips continue thrusting up and down, her pussy riding my tongue as her wetness covers my mouth.

  Suddenly she grinds her whole cunt into my face, dragging it forward and back, her pubic bones finding my forehead as even my nose pleases her insides.

  I breathe in deep, smelling her sweetness, as my hands clamp down hard on her ass, making the friction between us even that much more intense.

  Her ass flexes hard in my hands, so much I can barely get a grip on it and I know she’s close.

  Fuck, I am too. I’m not even inside her and if I think about it for more than a second I could shoot my load clear across the room.

  But no. I’m saving my seed for her, for her insides.

  Cause I’m breeding her the first time, and every time…for life.

  The bed starts shaking wildly and I can just make out the sound of it sliding across the floor too. She’s got a hold of the vertical rails of the headboard as she grinds her middle across me, more and more and more until finally her body stills and she unleashes a waterfall into my greedy mouth, which I drink up like it’s the existential elixir, the fountain of youth, Samson’s beard as she tries to fill my beard with her juices, but no way am I letting any escape.

  I’m swallowing everything she has to give, because when I say she’s mine I mean she’s all mine.

  And damn does her fountain energize me. I could run a damn marathon with a patrol car on my back right now. That’s how damn amazing I feel.

  And as I feel her body quake and quiver again I know we’re headed right into round two.

  As my balls ache, asking when it’s their turn.

  Patience is a virtue, and so is her virginity.

  And now my patience has run out, which equals the same fate for her innocence.

  CHAPTER 9

  Jade

  So much for needing a hot tub to get warm.

  My skin feels like it’s on fire as I slide forward and off his face.

  I lie on my stomach, panting, wondering what just happened…twice.

  I feel the warm touch of his hand on my lower back just before he slides it right up my spine, sending even more sensations through me. I feel like a puppet and he’s got me on a string.

  His big body lightly grazes over the back of mine just before I feel his breath on my ear.

  “Tell me you want me to be your first…and only,” he says.

  I nod my head slightly. “Yes,” I say softly, “but I don’t want you. I need you, now and always.”

  “Tell me how much you liked it when I kissed your cherry, took it in my mouth and played with it…made a mess of it and then cleaned up every last drop.”

  My body flinches as I suck in air through clenched teeth at the memory of what just happened seconds before.

  “It was amazing, mind-blowing in the literal sense of the word. And now I want more.”

  “Oh you’ll have more all right,” he says as he kisses me in that spot on my neck just below my ear. “A lot more,” he continues as his kisses move down my neck and across my shoulders.

  I feel my pussy clench and I know he may have cleaned me to the point I was bone dry just seconds ago, but I can already feel myself getting wet again…very wet.

  I feel his nose on my back as his mouth kisses in-between my shoulder blades, his lips pressing down harder against my skin, his erection already as hard as the metal bars that make up the headboard as it presses into the back of my leg.

  “I’m going to put my cock so far inside you we may never get it out,” he says.

  “Good.”

  “When it gets lost inside you it’s going to kick and scream and jerk and throw hot ropes of seed all over your insides, breeding you as your pussy milks out every last drop. You’ll take so much that next week when you’re working, just standing there waiting for a customer to come in, you’ll feel it run out of your pussy and stream right down the side of your leg. That’s how deep I’m going to fill you up. I’m going to give you more than you can physically handle…and then I’m going to give you some more,” he says as his hand slides up my neck and he moves my hair to the side firmly.

  He kisses up my lower neck causing my entire body to become covered in goose bumps.

  “I’ll be so deep inside you you won’t even know where you end and where I begin,” he says, as his hand moves through my hair and along my scalp.

  His hand forms a fist, taking a big
bunch of my hair and moving it to the side, my head going at an angle allowing him to kiss me right on the cheek.

  His other hand slides around and cups my jaw, moving my head more as he kisses me hard on the lips.

  “You taste so damn sweet,” he growls. “I could do this all night long and then take you like this,” he says, as he puts the crown of his cock at my opening and runs it down through my folds.

  I contract my abdominals and try and slide back so he slides into me, my need peaking, but he’s too strong and too fast, not allowing me to have exactly what I want.

  Him inside me.

  “But that’s not how I’m going to do it.”

  Suddenly both of his hands lock on to my hips and he flips me over onto my back.

  “Because this way I get to see your face when I make you mine, when I claim you, and when I fill you full of what will become our first child.” He pauses, his nostrils flaring as he gives me a stone cold look. “And the best part? You get to see it too. You get to see what you do to me when you make me lose control.”

  “Show me,” I say softly.

  He takes his cock in his right hand and strokes it one time, root to tip, putting its entire length on display.

  With his hand wrapped around his rod just below the crown he lines it up to my opening.

  “I’ve never wanted something so badly as I want you.”

  I whimper.

  “And now…now I will have you,” he says, and I feel the tip of his dick enter me.

  I bite down on my lower lip and grab the sheets hard, balling them up in my fists.

  My eyes close and my muscles tense.

  “Breathe, beautiful.”

  It takes me a second to process his words but when I do I blow out a breath and realize it doesn’t hurt as much as I thought, and that it was all just worry, fear, and tension I was holding in my body…before holding him in my body.

  “How did you know?”

  “What?” he asks.

  “That I was holding my breath?”

  “Because you took mine away too,” he says as the tip of his dick slides out of me.

  Now there’s a real kind of pain and fear, the fear of loss.

  I want him back where he belongs, inside me.

  I reach for his hips, but he’s already a step ahead of me, moving his hips slowly as he re-enters me with just the crown again.

  “How’s that feel?” he asks.

  “Perfect,” I say.

  “Can you take more of me?”

  “I want all of you.”

  A throaty growl leaves him as I feel his leg muscles tense.

  “We’ll work to that point,” he says. “I need to be careful with you, break you in first.”

  “Break me in,” I say.

  He grits his teeth and slides in a bit deeper and a feeling of euphoria comes over me.

  I breathe out hard through my nose as my eyes close, allowing me to relax into the moment and take in all the pleasure.

  I feel something warm and wet on my nipple and my eyes open to the sight of him taking my breast in his mouth as he maintains strong eye contact with me…eye contact I didn’t even know we were having as my eyes were alternating between shut and fluttering.

  “You feel so good,” I say.

  “And your skin is just as sweet here as it was…here,” he says as he pushes in deeper.

  “More. I want more,” I say.

  I feel his shaft slide out through my walls, every nerve ending inside me stimulated as he moves through me.

  Just before the head of his dick leaves me, he re-enters me yet again, but this time he doesn’t stop at the end of his movement.

  Instead he slides back and then immediately in again, this time deeper, as he fills me more, and then more.

  Somewhere in-between opening me up and breaking me in his thrusts pick up pace and he starts taking me deeper and with more urgency than before.

  I watch as his chest moves in and out as deep sounds leave his throat. He doesn’t say a word, nor does he need to.

  His primal growls, his tense muscles, and his intense eyes say for him more than any words could.

  “Uh,” I moan, unable to keep it in. “More. Give me more of your big dick,” I say, having no idea what’s come over me, but certainly aware of what’s gotten into me.

  Him, in every way.

  The possessiveness I felt for him is now one hundred fold as he claims me with reckless abandon, my body moving every which way as his big, callused hands manhandle me into positions that satisfy his desires, and mine too.

  “I’m…I’m…I’m close,” I say.

  Suddenly he buries his cock deep inside me and I expect him to finish, but instead his hands slide behind me, bringing my body completely vertical as he slides off the bed.

  My legs try and wrap around him but I’m too lost in the moment to think or feel anything else but his dick buried deep inside me.

  “Not yet you’re not,” he says.

  His hands cup my globes and he begins lifting me up and then releasing the pressure from his fingers, allowing me to slide right down his rod, all of him entering me.

  “Oh my god!” I say. My hands limply and loosely find his shoulders as he grabs me by the hips and begins sliding me up and down his pole as my entire being gets lost in the fuckfest that is now taking place.

  My body is flung up and down and to the sides, my hair going every which way. I blow it out of my face just in time to see the look of a madman as he takes me.

  Suddenly he stops…his forehead finding mine as he stares so deep into my eyes, only an inch or two away, I swear he can see my soul.

  Then his shoulders flop forward as his entire body spasms hard one time and he erupts inside me, filling me with his juices and sending my own cream right down onto his cock.

  “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” he says.

  I feel my body spinning as he moves around the room before we fall onto the bed together.

  He arches his hips so he stays as deep as possible inside me, still filling me with aftershocks as I climax again, learning things about my body I never knew could happen.

  And then just as suddenly as we started, we stop…together.

  Our bodies lie still on top of the bed as we suck all the oxygen out of the room.

  “I can’t breathe,” he says, pulling out of me and standing, moving towards the window at an angle that makes it look like he’s about to fall over.

  I watch as this extremely fit, ripped, well-conditioned protector of the community, plants both hands on the window catching himself, before opening it.

  He breathes in the cool air a few times before coming back over to the bed.

  I feel the coolness across my skin and quickly cuddle up to him.

  “Didn’t this place come with a hot tub?” I say.

  We both bust out laughing.

  “I guess we brought our own heating with us tonight,” he says.

  “Not just tonight,” I say.

  “Always,” he says.

  CHAPTER 10

  Jade

  One week later

  The past week has been a whirlwind of sneaking around when we’re close to home but being pretty brazen when we’re out a few miles.

  I literally can’t believe we haven’t gotten caught yet or that my dad hasn’t found out, but that just adds to the fun of it, although it’s time to act like a woman if I want to be treated like one.

  Jaxon says he’s going to tell my dad tonight, and I’m super nervous.

  And I haven’t seen him at the mall all day either.

  My manager comes by to tell me about some sort of promotion we’re going to do. Apparently we’re brining a guy in a Santa suit into our store and fixing up a really nice area where kids can get their picture taken. The idea is that the mom’s will stay and shop, which means today should be busy. That’s a good thing. I need to take my mind off of what’s going to happen tonight.

  I’m really looking forward t
o the future, and I’ve even enrolled in a full course load of criminal justice classes starting in the spring semester. I’ll technically be starting one semester behind, but the good thing is I’ll have a bit of money in my pocket and I’ll be able to make up the fall semester with an aggressive summer semester.