Sheriff in Her Stocking (13 page)

She tossed her
head over the pillow. “Rick, please. . .I”

“I know what you
need and what you want. But I need and want too. Let me take you at my leisure,
let me reign over your body tonight.”  He lowered his head, took the nipple
of her left breast into his mouth and suckled hard. He created suction with his
lips; he used his tongue on her until she whimpered. He removed his mouth
looked down at her wet breasts and her beautiful face and eyes. “You can let go
now.”

She dropped the
whip and her hands fell to her sides. He knelt between her legs and placed his
palms on her upraised knees. Sliding his hands over her thighs, he splayed his
fingers and parted her with his thumbs. Then he took a long, slow lick over
her, relishing her flavor on his tongue. He rubbed her clit softly at first, as
lightly as possible then he gradually increased the pressure. When she swelled
against his mouth, he pushed his tongue inside her as far as he could go.

She lifted her
pelvis upward, placing her hands on the back of his head to hold him in. Slowly
she moved her hips working his tongue deeper inside her. Soft cries escaped her
throat as he felt her tighten and grip him in the hot throes of orgasm.

He withdrew his
tongue, gave her womanhood a firm lick then shoved his penis inside her. Rick
covered her lips thrusting his tongue inside her wet mouth even as he pushed
deep within her. He increased the rhythm, lunging hard, feeling his body slap
again and again against hers. If he could, he would have put his balls inside
her as well, but he had to content himself with feeling them spank her
buttocks, making his arousal soar even higher.

Lifting her
legs, he laid them over his shoulders opening her further. He picked up the
whip lying on the bed beside her head, wrapped it around her wrists and raised
her hands over her head. He held one end of the whip taut as he shoved into her
over and over. Her head tossed from side to side, fervent moans filled the
small room. His breath caught when he felt the orgasm hit her, and then just as
quickly, she yanked him over the edge with her.

When the last of
his fluid spurted inside her, he slid her legs from his shoulders, rolled off
of her and propped himself up on one elbow to look down at her. He moved his gaze
over her body, lingering between her legs. “The candlelight dances over your
skin, your womanhood. My semen coats your inner thighs; the hair on your mound
is drenched. I’ve never seen anything so sexy in my life.”  He drew her
into his arms, cradled her next to him. Rick lowered his left hand between her
legs letting it rest there. “In a few minutes I’m going to make love to you all
over again.”

* * * * *

He was as good
as his word.

“Get on your
knees with your back to me and your sweet buttocks tilted upward.”

Delaney had
never felt so sensual and wanton in her life. He could have asked her to hang
from the ceiling while he fucked her and she would have done it. She rolled
over on her knees, placed her hands palms down on the cot.

“Spread your
legs just a bit more.” 

She did as he
asked and felt his warm breath first, followed by his lips and tongue. Delaney
looked down between her legs. Rick lay on his back with his head between her
legs, his mouth amorous and determined as he worked on her. She didn’t think it
was possible to have another orgasm but it came quickly, like the flash of heat
lightning. After her orgasm faded, he kissed her softly, slid back a little and
rose to his knees. “Now, tip your buttocks up just a bit more and give me a
glimpse of what I’ve just had. Yeah, that’s a good girl. Stay just like that.”

She felt his
hands grip her hips then the head of his cock pushed inside her. She tried to
move demanding more of him.

“No, don’t move.
Let me take you in my own sweet time.” 

He pushed
further inside her, withdrew completely, shoved all the way inside her then
just as quickly he withdrew. “Talk to me.”  His cock filled her to the
hilt. “Tell me what you’re feeling and what you want. If you continue to obey
me, I’ll give it to you.”

How could she
explain to him the glorious feeling of having his sex buried inside her, the
craving she felt whenever he touched her, the tremble of her heart when he
called her name. “I want you inside me, all of you. I want you to make love to
me until neither of us can think anymore, until the world narrows down to your
cock, nothing more.”

He increased his
rhythm, pushing harder, faster. Delaney closed her eyes, letting the sound of
their bodies coming together in that delicious wet slap of skin on skin until
the rush of her orgasm consumed her like a raging fire. His thrusts grew
shorter. She felt him plastered to her buttocks, his lower body helplessly
moving against her, the muscles clenching in the throes of his orgasm. He gave
a hoarse cry of utter release when his semen spilled inside her.

* * * * *

Later, Delaney
snuggled in Rick’s arms, their bodies still coated with sweat from the hot sex
they’d shared. Rick stared up at the ceiling then down at Delaney’s body draped
over his, her head resting gently on his shoulder. He had his hand on her
buttocks. Her breasts pressed into his chest. His penis lay flaccid against his
thigh but he knew with little effort she could have him hard and wanting to
take her again in no time. But first, he needed to talk to her, to tell her
what her submission does to him, how it makes him feel. “Delaney?”

She sighed
sliding her arm over his waist. “Yeah. . .”

“I really like
the way you submitted to me. It’s incredibly sexy and makes me harder and want
to fuck harder than I ever have in my life. When you do everything I ask of you
it turns me on in a way I’m not sure I can explain. I hope I wasn’t too rough
or hurt you in any way.”  He placed two fingers beneath her chin and
lifted her face to his. “I never want you to feel that submission is wrong. I
want you to enjoy it. I--“

She laid her
fingers over his lips. Her eyes held a glint of amusement but also the memory
of how they had just shared their bodies. “I do enjoy it. In fact, I love it.
It makes me feel sexy and wanted but also safe at the same time. I can express
my sexuality with you in a way I never could with another man.”

He relaxed,
pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. “I’ve always known I preferred
dominating a woman sexually. I fully admit I get off on it. I like having a
woman open her womanhood to me and let me use her body not just for my pleasure
but for hers as well. I liked giving you that pleasure, liked watching you
come, feeling you come. I’d pushed domination to the back of my mind for fear I
might hurt my partner. In the past, I’ve dated women who I didn’t think could
handle my dominating style.”

Maybe that was
why he never felt the urge to settle down. But Delaney is just the kind of
woman he’d been searching for. Maybe they did have a future together. “But you
handled it fine.”

She propped her
chin on her folded hands on his chest and gazed at him. “Any woman who didn’t
enjoy masterful sex with you doesn’t know what she’s missing. It makes me feel
like I’m the only woman in the world, like I alone can satisfy you.”

Her words
whispered over his skin. He looked down at her gorgeous face and the expression
of female satisfaction in her eyes. “I’m beginning to think you are.”

* * * * *

The next
morning, Delaney awoke, sated and drowsy. She rolled over and stretched out her
arm to find Rick’s side of the bed empty. The scent of coffee brewing tickled
her nose. Delaney looked at the clock. Just a little past seven. She wrapped
the sheet around her naked body and went to find him.

Rick stood in
the kitchen with his back to her, sipping a cup of coffee and gazing out of the
kitchen window. He was stark naked. She admired his tight butt. Grinning,
Delaney leaned against the door jamb. “Morning.”

He turned, slid
his gaze over her and set his cup of coffee down on the counter. Resting his
hands on either side, he gripped the counter top. His penis stood at attention.
“Morning.”

She looked at
his hard cock then back up at his eyes. “Is there something you want?”

Chuckling, he
nodded. “Oh, yeah.”  He pointed to the breakfast table. “Drop that sheet
and lie down on the table. Spread your legs and show me what’s mine. Now.”

His words sent a
tingle of arousal through her body. Her nipples ached with the memory of his
mouth and tongue on them, she creamed between her legs, her body preparing to
take him inside her once again. Delaney couldn’t believe she was ready for more
sex. Without another word, she dropped the sheet, walked to the table and lay
down on the surface. She bent her legs, opened her thighs.

“Put your hands
over your head.”  His words held a demanding but sexually arousing tone.
Slowly she raised her hands over her head.

“Now put the
bottoms of your feet together and let your legs fall open.”

He pulled two
clean dishcloths out of a drawer and walked toward her. He took one of the
clothes and tied it around her wrists. The other he tied around her ankles.
Touching her only with his mouth, he leisurely kissed her. From her lips he
nibbled his way down her body to her breasts where he licked and suckled until
she writhed. He lifted his mouth barely an inch from her skin and breathed his
way to the part of her he knew so well. He didn’t kiss or fondle her with his
tongue he just let his warm breath blow over her.

“I like the
smell of you. It’s musky with your own essence but with my semen as well. God,
that’s sexy. It makes me crave to fuck you.”

He’d never used
such blatant language with her but she found it turned her on even more.

“But first I
have a little treat planned.”

She watched him walk
to the refrigerator. When he returned to her side he held a can of whipped
cream in one hand and a bottle of chocolate syrup in the other. First he used
the whipped cream on her breasts creating little mounds on her nipples before
licking them away. Between the cold of the whipped cream and the heat of his
mouth, arousal made her dizzy.

After he
finished with her breasts, he decorated her with whipped cream, taking her clit
between his lips nibbling, coaxing until she felt herself swell against his mouth.
When he poured the syrup on her she nearly came unglued. He ate at her as
though she were a delectable dessert.  Shoving his tongue inside her, he
massaged and loved every inch of her until she was breathless.

Delaney pulled
at the ties to loosen them.

“No, lie still.
Keep your hands and feet tied until I give you permission to take them off.”

When he
finished, he grasped her hips and pulled her lower body to the edge of the
table so she was open to him. He stared between her legs.

 Throwing
his head back, he shoved deep inside her, thrusting his hips hard. She listened
to the sweet wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, her pleasure weakening
her limbs, tossing her into a honeyed world of surrender. Unable to touch him,
to wrap her legs around him because of the restraints, made her hotter, his
rough skin an erotic tonic against hers.

The table shook
and danced across the floor with each thrust of his body. Pistoning her hips
she answered each one. Sweat beaded her body; her blood flowed through her
veins in a torrent. When the table bumped against the wall, she pressed her
hands against the wall to hold herself steady while he pounded into her.

She clenched
around him as the rush of heat, the warmth of climax filled her taking her to a
place that wasn’t real. A groan escaped his lips as he spilled semen inside
her.

* * * * *

In his truck,
they traveled down the highway headed out of town.

She licked his
ear. “Are we going back to your house?”

Rick’s breath
grew ragged. His erection tented the pants of his police uniform. Dusk had
fallen fast and soon it would be pitch dark. He’d seen clouds on the horizon
earlier and knew that more snow was on the way, but for now the sky was clear.
He felt Delaney’s hands at the waistband of his pants. “What are you doing?”

“You’ll find
out.” 

In no time her
clever fingers closed around his hard length. He sucked in a sharp breath as
she kneaded his cock pushing the skin up around the head. “God, woman if you
don’t stop, we might have a wreck and die before we get home.”

 She
squeezed slightly and did it again. Quick as a flash she replaced her hand with
her mouth. He swerved the truck onto the side of the road and stopped. The head
of his penis rubbed against the roof of her mouth over and over until he felt
the hot surge of orgasm grip him. She sat up and licked her lips. “Mmm.”

His mind was
wiped clean. “You’re going to pay for that.”

“I’m counting on
it.”

* * * * *

Rick watched
Delaney as she picked up her glass of wine and sipped. “This was a great idea.
Thank you for bringing me here.”

“You’re
welcome.”

Delaney laid her
hand on his thigh. Heat streamed into his groin. He looked into her sexy eyes
and let the fantasy fill his mind as he watched her indulge in a chocolate
covered strawberry.

He shifted
closer to her on the banquette in the corner of the restaurant. Candlelight
flickered over her face. She lifted a chocolate dipped strawberry to her lips,
bit into the fruit and savored it. A tablecloth hung down several inches over
the side of the table so the lower part of their bodies was completely hidden
from view. He laid one hand over the top of the banquette behind her shoulders
and toyed with the ends of her hair. Caressing her back, he admired the low cut
dress exposing her cleavage.

He slid his left
hand under the hem of her short, black dress. He stared at her glistening red
lips. “I’m about to find out if you were a good girl this evening and granted
my request.”  He smoothed his palm up her thigh, the skin warm and silky
against his. The farther he moved his hand the more she opened her thighs
giving him better, easier access. He felt the brush of her soft curls against
his fingers and grinned. “You were a very good girl and I’m going to reward
you.”