Classy AF: Cheap Thrills Series Book 3

by Moore. , Mary B.

  “And?”

  Looking up at me as she moved the tip of her tongue horizontally across the area now, she whispered, “I love them. It’s like a calling card for a woman’s vagina – the big V.”

  Each sweep of her tongue made me twitch and the attention she was giving the area was a sweet form of torture. I desperately wanted to undo my belt and kick my pants off, but I was caught up in how thoroughly she was exploring me. That was until I saw her arm move and looked down to see her hand between her legs.

  With shaking hands, I jerked the belt buckle and undid it, reaching for the button of my pants. “Please tell me you’ve got your finger inside you.”

  Moving her lips over the area I’d just exposed, she breathed, “Uh, huh!”

  “Fuck!” It’s fair to say that I got undressed faster than I’d ever done it in my life as I kicked my pants and underwear away from me, not caring where it landed. Bending over, I picked her up and moved her up the mattress so that I could get my legs on it, too, settling her head on the pillows. “I feel like I’ve been dreaming about this my whole life.”

  Lifting her hand to run her fingers over my beard, she whispered, “I didn’t think you were a man with pretty words, Raoul Evans.”

  Lowering down so that our lips were almost touching, I whispered back, “I’m not, but I am a man with honest words, Rose Beauregard.”

  Wrapping her legs around my hips, she pulled me into her until my cock was resting between her folds, the heat and wetness enveloping the underside of it. “I think I like that.”

  Regardless of the situation, the words being said, I wanted to be sure about something. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

  Tilting her hips slightly, she rubbed her pretty pussy against me, and I felt the tip of my dick nudging her clit. “Absolutely,” she replied firmly. “If we don’t, I think I’ll explode, and then who knows what I’ll do to your coffee.”

  I didn’t need the threats, I was good with knowing she was with me on this. Leaning down, I gently kissed her, all the urgency I’d felt seconds ago leaving me now that I had her here and knew she wanted this as badly as I did.

  Gently, I tugged her bottom lip and then flicked it with my tongue, loving that I could explore her like this. The move made her mouth open, allowing me access to a taste of her that I hadn’t been able to get out of my mind. I’d just tasted how sweet her pussy was, too, so I was conflicted now over which would be my favorite, but for days this was the only thing I’d been able to think about. Now, I knew I’d be thinking about both tastes.

  The kiss went from exploratory to heated in a matter of seconds as she held the back of my head with one hand to stop me from moving away, while the other one gripped my back, helping her grind up and down my length. I wanted to be inside her desperately, but I also wanted to learn the rest of her, so that’s what I was going to do.

  Leaving her mouth, I kissed down her neck, heading toward the piercings. When I got to where they began, I stroked the tip of my nose over the area above them, which made my bottom lip rub over the top jewel.

  “These are absolutely perfect,” I husked, running the tip of my tongue around the first one. “I’ve never been a fan of piercings, never understood them, but after seeing these, I’ve got a new appreciation for them.” At the same time that I was paying attention to them, I ran my hand down the side of her waist, headed for the wet heat of her pussy. “They’re classy, unique, and Jesus, sweetheart, I think I’m going to be obsessed with them.”

  Her hips jerked upward as my finger stroked over her folds, a low moan following it. “They were…,” she started, licking her lips and trying to focus past what my hand was doing. “They were something I did for me. I don’t think a lot of people know…” her breath hitched as I rubbed over the top of her clit, “that they’re there.”

  Shifting my head to the side to pay some attention to her nipple, I continued my ministrations, lightly circling the bundle of nerves. “I love that,” I whispered, blowing over the top of the now wet nub and watching it tighten even more. “Every time I see you, even if you’re in your scrubs, I’ll know that they’re there. I’ll know that I’ve licked them, sucked them, and that I’ll see them with nothing covering them whenever I want.” I punctuated this by sucking gently on her nipple, and then kissing over to the other one, not once stopping the movement of my fingers. “I can see them whenever I want, can’t I?”

  I don’t think she missed the full meaning of the question. I wasn’t focusing on just the piercings – although I really was obsessed with them – I was talking about all of her, just as she was now. Threading her fingers through my hair, she jerked again when my finger entered her. “It’s all yours.”

  That was all I needed to plunge my finger all the way into her, the only words I was interested in hearing as I moved it in and out, groaning at how tight she was. “I’m going to go slowly with you, Rose,” I assured her, adding another finger and smiling when she widened her legs to give me more space to move my hand. “You’re so tight,” I murmured, scissoring my fingers slightly to open her up.

  Kissing down her stomach, I didn’t stop when I got to her pussy. Instead, I exchanged my lips for my tongue, and licked between her folds, gently circling around the hard bundle of nerves. When I heard the difference in the tone of the moans coming out of her, I placed my lips around it and sucked. “Oh, Jesus Christ,” she cried, gripping a handful of hair tightly and tugging. When she realized what she was doing, she let go and freaking patted the area, almost making me laugh. “Sorry!”

  Looking up her stomach, I lifted my mouth away to say, “Watch me, baby,” and then went back to what I’d been doing, but with my eyes on her face now.

  Slowly, she lowered her chin until she saw me. As soon as I had her eyes, I sucked hard, and rubbed down on the area inside her I’d found within seconds of my fingers going into her. I lost her eyes when she came, the pleasure too much for her as she cried out and bucked her hips, almost pulling her clit out of my mouth. The move made me suck harder as my fingers continued to dance over the spot, drawing it out for as long as I could, and groaning as her walls clenched down tightly around the digits I had inside her. Any other man might have come with her – and trust me, I almost did – but I wanted her to do it again with me inside her this time, and that’s what helped me through it.

  When I felt it leaving her, I crawled up her body, lifting my fingers to my mouth to suck her off them. Any noise that I could have made was stopped when the wet tip of my cock skimmed up her again, this time feeling more of the wetness that it had felt before but it felt different now that I knew what she felt like inside with my fingers. I also knew how tight she was, and that she’d get impossibly tighter when she came again. That’s why, without even thinking about what I was doing, I pushed the tip into her, almost shouting when it notched in her entrance.

  Her eyes opened, and she stared right into mine. “I need you inside me.”

  Nudging forward slightly, the first inch of me entered her. “I need to be inside you.”

  Opening her legs even more, she reached up to pull my mouth down to meet hers just as I thrust forward, feeling her pussy envelop me. There was no way I was going to last, no way it was even possible, but I was going to feel her come around me even if I had to recite the policies and procedures I’d learned when I first left the academy.

  Keeping my thrusts slow, I entered her at a pace that gave her enough time to accept my width without hurting her. I wasn’t going to say I had a fourteen inch cock, but I definitely wasn’t a small man, and if I didn’t take my time she’d suffer in the morning. Finally, I hit up against her with my full length inside her and my balls pressed tightly against her ass.

  I took deep breaths in as I rocked from side to side, loving how perfectly we fit together. Even in my wildest dreams – and I’d had a lot about her – I never would have been able to think up the heaven that I was in right now. There wasn’t even a tiny bit of me that wasn’t enc
ased by her. And then she went and dragged her nails down the length of my back, making my back arch… and just like that she came. No warning, nothing, as she tipped her head back on a silent scream and pulsed around me, making me grit my teeth.

  I did everything I could to hold off moving, but each clench around me broke whatever strength I had. “Sorry, baby,” was the only thing I could think of to say as I pulled out until just the tip of me was inside her, and then slammed back in.

  “Raoul,” she screamed, tightening her legs around my hips.

  I watched her face throughout every withdrawal and plunge back into her to make sure I wasn’t hurting her as the headboard of the bed hit the wall. “If it breaks, I’ll buy you a new one,” I muttered, leaning down and taking her mouth again.

  It wasn’t until she dug every last one of her nails into my butt cheeks and pulled me into her hard, that I realized how close to the edge I was. The cramping in my abdomen, the tingling in my spine… rearing back so that I was standing on my knees, I hitched her legs higher around my waist so that I had the perfect angle to plunge into her as I rubbed her clit. With one hand supporting her and holding her hips in place, I used the thumb on the other one to rub around the hard nub.

  It only took one full circle around it, and then her back arched even more as she cried out and tightened around me. Just as I felt it hitting me, I remembered I wasn’t wearing a condom.

  Pulling out of her was torture, but something like that needed a conversation. “Fuck,” I hissed, moving so my hand was around my cock, jacking it quickly up and down as my release left me, coating her across her stomach and then on her mound. It was heaven and hell. I wanted it to be inside her, but I loved knowing that I’d marked her and seeing it on her.

  Just as I thought it was over, her hand joined mine, gripping me firmly as it moved up and down and making a last pulse leave me, this time landing right on her folds. It felt like every muscle gave out at once after it, making me want to collapse beside her on the bed, but instead I moved so my thumb was over where that last spurt of come had landed, and I rubbed it around her clit, making her jolt.

  “I’m too sensitive,” she gasped, rolling her hips slightly. If she’d told me to stop, I would have, but instead she reached down and grabbed my hand, holding it in place as she shuddered.

  That’s when I gave in to what my body wanted me to do and dropped down so that I was lying on top of her, covering both of us in my release now. Lifting up so that I was supporting the weight of the top half of my body on my forearms, I took in how relaxed she looked and how dark her eyes had gotten. I wanted to see that look on her face every morning, every afternoon, every evening… I wanted her to look up at me like she was now the next time I was inside her.

  Shifting slightly, I looked down at the piercings. “Did these hurt to have done?”

  Bursting out laughing, she moved to cup my face with her hands. “You really are obsessed with them, aren’t you?” I didn’t feel I needed to agree or disagree with that, I’d already made my feelings on them known, so all I did was shrug. “To answer your question, yes, they did hurt but not a lot.”

  Well, in that case… “Could you have more done?”

  I might hate needles, but she obviously didn’t! And I loved the idea of knowing that under her clothes were diamonds just for me, and I told her as much.

  “You know they’re not real diamonds, right?” she snickered, watching me play with them a bit longer.

  Grinning up at her, I moved to tug gently on a nipple. “I’m telling you, knowing that this shit is under your scrubs, I wouldn’t care if they were still coal. I’d take you any way you came.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Rose

  “Baby, I need to tell you something,” he murmured over the top of his cup of coffee the next morning. I’ll give the guy credit, he didn’t sniff it or inspect it first which I would have done in his shoes.

  Looking over my shoulder from where I’d been watching my own drink being made, I waited for him to say something else. Things had been easy between us when we’d woken up this morning, he hadn’t even glared at me when I’d woken him up – which I’d expected – so I wasn’t expecting anything bad. When I noticed that he wasn’t looking at me, instead focused on Rex eating his breakfast like he hadn’t been fed in a year, I sighed, “I’m listening.”

  The only thing I got in response was a frown as my cat choked on a chunk of food, making the most god awful hacking sounds to clear his throat, before going back to what he was doing. “Jesus Christ, does he even breathe when he’s doing it?”

  Admittedly, the cat was a pig who just stuck his face in his bowl and sucked, but I’d watched him do this for the last three years so I wasn’t as involved in the show he was putting on. “The answer to that is unknown, but I’ve always wondered if he’d turn into a Roomba if I crushed his treats on the floor around the house.”

  A look came into his eyes when he looked up at me that I hadn’t seen before, and it made him look like a kid on Christmas morning. “We should try it.”

  I was about to say ok and ask him what he’d wanted to talk about, when there was a loud knock on the door. Leaving him to continue watching the show Rex was putting on, I got up and went to answer it, stopping when he ran up behind me and grabbed a handful of my top. “Honey, I…”

  Pulling me behind him, he walked toward it saying over his shoulder, “No, you don’t answer the door when I’m not here.” There wasn’t even a glimmer of the humor that normally laced his voice when he said it, instead sounding like he was ordering a suspect around.

  Frowning, I watched him as he got to the door and saw the second his shoulders relaxed when he looked through the peephole, and then unlocked it. All of this confused me, but I was distracted by the person who walked through the door the second it was opened.

  “Do you know her schedule yet?” Garrett asked, giving me a quick wave. “I think I’ll be ok hanging out at the hospital with her, apart from when I have to go and get my back seen tomorrow. Can you cover for me?”

  This time when Raoul looked at me, his face was blank, but it looked like he was bracing himself for something.

  Putting my hands on my hips, I leveled them both with a glare. “Ok, what’s going on?”

  Holding his hands up in the air, Garrett took a step behind Raoul. “Nothing to do with me. He was meant to tell you last night.”

  “If you weren’t already injured I’d kick your ass,” he hissed at his brother, wincing when Garrett did something in retaliation that I couldn’t see. “Cut it out.”

  “No, dumbass. She was supposed to know by now, and now we…”

  Whatever he was going to say next was interrupted by the door again, except this time the person just let themselves in - Ellis, who looked pissed off. “Pack, you’re coming to stay with us.”

  Ever feel like everyone at the party knows something apart from you? That had never happened to me before now, and thanks to age and wisdom I didn’t feel like I was going to cry, but I did feel like I was going to start kicking asses if someone didn’t tell me what was going on.

  “Someone start talking now,” I growled, glaring at them one by one. When none of them said anything, I held my hand in the air, feeling satisfied when Ellis’s face went pale. “I’m giving you five seconds, and then I’ll make you. Five Mississippi, four Mississippi…”

  “Chad was granted bail last night, if someone pays it he’s out,” Raoul sighed, rubbing his face tiredly. “I was going to tell you last night, but…” he broke off, looking over at Ellis who looked like he was going to be sick.

  I assumed that was because it was obvious why he hadn’t told me, but instead he shook his head and looked over at Raoul. “No, he was bailed this morning and the dude who was in with him said he was talking about ‘fucking bitches up’. By the time the guy told the guard, Chad was in the wind.”

  Raoul

  “We need Alex through now,” I told DB, exhausted from spendin
g the day looking for Chad. “Ellis spoke to Mace, so him and a couple of his friends are going to start hunting, but we need more bodies in uniform for this.”

  Spinning his pen around between two fingers, he thought it over. “I’ll call Dad and see what we can work out. Ellis also said he was contacting Burt, so we’ll see if he can come up with something, too.”

  This confused me. “Tabby and Jose’s dad?”

  The look he gave me made it clear that was as much as I was getting on that subject, so I didn’t press the matter. I had better things to focus on just now.

  “Logan and I will do regular passes by her house when we’re on duty, and I don’t doubt the Townsends and Montgomerys will help out. With Garrett on her during the day while she’s at work we should be ok, but like you say we need more uniforms,” he sighed, and then leaned back in his chair and groaned. “Which brings me to the next order of business. The mayor has been in contact again, we’re swapping out the deputy uniforms for shirts and blue jeans again. Kevlar’s to be worn under the shirt as often as possible, but our shield and rank are being put onto them so we can wear them over it, too. Jeans are to be dark blue, smart, no tears, no marks, and worn with our normal boots. There will be extenuating circumstances where a white shirt can be replaced by a black t-shirt, that’s the only leeway we’ve got.”

  This was good news because I hated the uniforms we wore. They were ugly as fuck, made my balls and ass crack sweat, and they’d been made by an asshole with tiny ass fingers. Seeing as how I didn’t have tiny ass fingers, this was a problem.

  “Why the change and why a black t-shirt?”

  Shrugging, he picked up a bag from his table looking at me carefully. “Unknown, I just feed it back to you guys. Keep your badge on your waist, wear it at all times, and make sure you identify yourself clearly on calls.”

  Nodding, I thought about the change of clothes in my locker. “Can I get changed now?”