Before I can respond she gives my cock a few quick strokes then releases it and moves down further to cup my balls, cradling them in her warm hand. “Bianca,” I moan.
“Do you like that, Detective?” She asks, a note of teasing in her voice.
“God, yes,” I grind out. She sinks to her knees dragging my briefs with her and my cock finally springs free and almost hits her in the face. The tip is red and dripping with pre-come, more than ready to have her lips wrapped around it. I’ve decided she’s had her fun feeling me up and it’s time for me to take back control. “Do you want my cock in your mouth, Bianca?”
She nods her head and moves forward, ready to wrap her lips around my tip but I quickly grab her hair, holding her back. She gives me the prettiest little pout that makes my blood sing. “You need to beg me for it, baby. Tell me how much you want my cock in that little mouth of yours, how much you want to taste me.”
Her eyes narrow and there’s a stubborn set to her jaw. I suppress the smile that wants to break free. I knew she would resist. I tilt my hips forward and run my tip across her closed lips, coating them in my pre-come. She opens her mouth andsticks out her tongue to taste me, but I jerk back just in time. “Uh-uh. Give me what I want, and I’ll give you what you need.”
She looks from my angry red cock back up to my face and I’m sure she’s calculating which one of us can hold out longer. She must remember I let her go last night without either one of us coming because she finally gives in. With a little whine from the back of her throat, while down on her knees, she looks up at me through her lashes and says, “Please Carson, let me suck your cock. I need it, right now. Please.”
“Good girl.” I push my hips forward again and she immediately accommodates me in her mouth. She’s warm and soft and so fucking amazing as she rolls her tongue over my head. Then she starts to suck. I let out a grunt and thrust my hips again while my hands are buried in her hair, almost hitting the back of her throat but pulling away just in time. There will be plenty of other opportunities for her to choke on my cock.
I let her explore, tasting all of me, sucking my shaft in her mouth then taking it out and peppering it with the gentlest kisses from the base to the tip. Her head dips lower and she starts tracing my balls with her tongue, making my breath catch in my throat. “Suck,” I command with a moan. For once, she follows orders and draws one of my balls into her mouth, applying gentle suction. Looking down and seeing this vision on her knees in front of me makes me want to thank whatever god sent her to me.
That’s when I notice where her hand is. I take a step back and my sack pulls from her mouth with a pop. Bianca reaches for me again and gives a needy little moan. “What are you doing, Bianca?”
Her eyes are clouded with lust and she looks confused. “Sucking your cock, if you’d just let me.”
“Uh-uh, what are you doing with your fingers?”
She tilts her head down and there’s a look of surprise on her face like she’s just noticed her hand is deep in her pussy. “That’s mine, Bianca. I get your orgasms, they belong to me. You don’t get to come on your fingers. Would you deny me what’s mine?”
I help her up to her feet even as my cock screams at me to let her get back to work. I take the hand that was playing with her pussy, and I show her how wet it is with her own juices. “This belongs to me, baby.” I slip her fingers into my mouth and suck them clean. Her flavor hits my tongue and it’s like nothing I’ve ever tasted before. She’s sweet and musk blended together, and I immediately want more. I want to eat her pussy out for hours, getting every last drop of her honey, but I know if I start now I won’t be able to stop and I need to be inside of her.
“Hands and knees in the middle of the bed.” She looks like she wants to argue, every fiber of her being is trained to rebel against someone ordering her around. I can see in her eyes the moment she decides it’s worth it and she scrambles up onto the bed just as I’ve asked, shaking that delicious ass at me.
I climb up onto the bed behind her and pull her sweet cheeks apart so I can see both her holes. Her pussy is dripping wet and ready for me. I grab my cock and drag it through her slit making sure to bump her clit with each pass before I pull away. She makes that same whining sound that comes from the back of her throat, and I decide right then it’s my favorite sound in the entire world.
I take my index and middle fingers and thrust them inside her tight opening, not bothering to take my time, I can see she’s ready for it. She lets out a cry of pleasure and pushes back against my hand. I start a relentless pace of finger fucking her while rubbing my thumb across her engorged clit. I owe her a digit induced orgasm from last night and I always pay my debts.
I curl my fingers inside her, searching for that spongy patch of nerves that I know will drive her wild. Her gasp tells me I’vefound it. “Carson!” she yells. I need her to be quiet, I don’t want to wake up Oliver but the sound of my name on her lips is like the sweetest melody I’ve ever heard.
“You’ve got to stay quiet, babe or we’ll have to stop,” I whisper.
She lets out a whimper and nods her head. “Okay, please just don’t stop.” She looks so beautiful pushing back against my hand, her ass shaking with every movement that I can’t help myself.
“Come for me, Bianca. Give me what’s mine.” I lean down and sink my teeth into that plump ass. Apparently, that was the last bit of stimulation she needed because she shoves her head down into the pillow and lets out a muffled scream while her whole body convulses. Her pussy is squeezing my fingers so tightly I’m worried they’re going to break but I keep the pressure on her clit, drawing her pleasure out and watching as her entire body shakes with her release.
Once her body has settled a little, I withdraw my hand and grasp her hips, pulling her back into position. I’m about to plunge deep inside her when I suddenly realize something and still. “Fuck.”
“What’s wrong?” Bianca asks over her shoulder, rocking her hips, trying to entice me into her pussy. I want to bang my head against the wall.
“I don’t have a condom.” I close my eyes in frustration.
“What? You’re joking, right?”
I open my eyes and look at the incredulous expression on her face. “Believe me, I would not joke about this.”
“Don’t you have like, a plastic baggie? A trash bag with a zip tie? Something?” I give out a sardonic laugh of the visual of trying to fuck her with a trash bag on my dick.
“Nope, I haven’t needed one since I moved here.” I take a deep breath and suggest something I swore I would never do.“Bianca, I’m safe. I had a full physical when I joined the SPD and I’ve never had sex with anyone without a condom.”
“Me either,” she says, the passion growing in her eyes again at the thought we might be able to continue.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask. I figure someone who has such a strong aversion to kids must be.
“Yeah, something like that,” she says quickly, and I send up a little prayer of thanks to whoever came up with the ring, the patch, the shot, or whatever the fuck it is she’s on. I think if I had to stop right now my cock would go on permanent strike.