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“You really think you can fuck your commanding officer?” I said breathlessly as I ground against his cock.

He moaned. “How about you fuck me if that makes you feel better.”

“I might just do that.” I kissed him again and shoved my hand downward, over his slick abs and to the waistband of his shorts. I slipped beneath them and took hold of his hot, hard cock.

Damn, he’s seriously hung.

“Ah, yeah.” He tightened his hold on the back of my neck. “Do it, Freya, fuck me.”

“I will.” My mind had been made up. I was going to claim Sean as I had my other men. And I would fuck him hard, right here, right now, hell to the consequences.

I worked his cock root to tip, my fingers only just reaching around it.

He tipped his head back, teeth clenched and eyes closed.

“You ready for it?” I asked.

“Yes. But…”

“I’ve got contraception covered if that’s what you want to know. And I take it you just had a medical, same as me?”

“Yeah. All clean. Oh God, yeah, keep doing that…”

“No. I want to come too.” I released him, then lifted up and shoved at my shorts. They were off in a second and I was back over him.

He clasped my thighs and stared at my pussy as I fed him towards my entrance. Despite his size I wasn’t in the mood for slow and sensual and as soon as he was there I sat deep, taking him in to the hilt, his way smoothed by my arousal.

He cried out, his fingers digging into my thighs. “Ah. That’s good.”

“You handling it?” I asked. Fuck. I was stretched so wide it kind of hurt, in a good way.

“More,” he panted. “More. Do it.”

I gave it, grinding my hips and filling myself up with him. I made sure he hit all my hot spots and my clit rubbed against his hard body.

He was kissing me again, hot and breathlessly.

I ran my hand into his hair and gripped it, gave it a hard tug. I wanted him to really feel me fucking him.

He gasped as his head stretched to the left.

I gave it another yank, right at the roots.

He winced and closed his eyes.

I didn’t let up my furious pace, fucking him with every gyration of my hips and keeping him buried deep. With my other hand I cupped his chin. “Look at me.”

He opened his eyes, his pupils wide and dancing with excitement.

“You’re mine,” I said. “And I’m yours. That’s how it is with SWAT We’re together.”

“Yes. Fuck, yes.”

“And you do as I say.”

He nodded. “Yes.”

“You want to come?”


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