“God, you really are gorgeous, baby.” Quickly, he removed his vest and belt, leaving him clad only in the dark blue uniform. The outline of his cock, hard and thick, stood out against the polyester and my mind was running wild of how he would feel inside me–but then, another surprise–Mike dropped to his knees.
My God. Was he really going to…? No guy had ever made the effort before. With a look that could have made me cum right there, Mike pushed open my thighs and with a gentle finger, pushed aside my drenched panties.
His hot breath against my slippery sex sent goose flesh up and down my arms. But before I could have a coherent thought, his lips made contact with my swelling pussy. The kiss was almost innocent. But when a drop of my desire coated his lips, his eyes rolled back with an unquenchable thirst.
Not holding back, he buried his tongue inside my pussy, his hands soothing up and down my hips and thighs.
My hands immediately dug into his curls and I held on for dear life, grinding my pussy against his mouth.
It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen: a handsome policeman in full uniform, on his knees, eating me out. Me! I wanted to close my eyes and savor the feelings, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his beautiful hazel irises.
He was giving me the greatest pleasure of my life, with more care and compassion than I knew could exist. This was the erotic fantasy that drove my fingers over my keyboard as I wrote romance after romance. This was the bliss that I thought could only happen in fiction.
But now, I was the wild, passionate heroine of my own story, cheeks flushed, fingers gripping his curls, pussy and clit on fire, my arousal settling on his lips and tongue.
My moans were loud, gasping and breathless, as I almost crushed his head between my thighs. Holy fuck!
He looked up at me, then slowly pulled back.
“You like that? God, your pussy tastes so fucking good…” Mike’s eyes rolled back in pleasure. “You want my cock, baby?”
“Fuck yes, Mike…I want you inside me…please!” I bit down on my lip. I couldn’t believe my luck.
Mike didn’t bother undressing. He unzipped his fly and reached into his pants; my eyes widened at the thick length he set free.
“Holy shit…” I murmured. Mike’s cock made Tyler look like a eunuch. Mike stroked the veined flesh up and down, as he eyed me with fire in his eyes.
“Mmm you like what you see?” He teased, brushing his thumb across his glistening tip, catching a drop of precum.
I ran my tongue across my lips. “Yes, baby.”
I reached out and took his hand, forcing him to release his grip on his cock.
Mike looked surprised, but I brought his hand to my mouth, and slowly sucked the precum from his finger.
His eyes rolled back, the closed. “Fuck…oh my God, baby…please…I need you now!”
I released his finger from my lips and he quickly gripped my hips in his hands.
He was so tall and muscular, I was having trouble seeing straight.
Mike rubbed the bulbous head of his cock slowly against my sopping wet slit, and I moaned loudly in anticipation.