Sexy Domain

Sexcapade 10 – Handcuffs

She clenched her teeth as she pulled over on the side of the road, the blue and red lights flashing behind her. This was really the last thing she needed. She was already running late and she knew she wasn’t speeding, at least anything that would warrant a ticket. She didn’t change lanes illegally, she used her blinker…at least, that was all that was she thinking. She was rather distracted and at this point, she could have only THOUGHT she did that and not really done it at all.

She took a deep breath and reached over for the insurance card and ID, knowing she was going to ask for them. Her eyes glanced in the rearview mirror and she just about dropped her cards. The man with a nicely trimmed goatee and some serious ink up and down his arms was the last thing she expected to see. In fact, by the way, he filled out that blue uniform, and the way he strutted to her car, she would have pegged him as a stripper than an actual cop. And with that thought, her eyes started dancing around because she wouldn’t put it past her best friend to stage something as big as this.

“Excuse me, ma’am?” The knock on the window captured her attention and she rolled it the rest of the way down, her blue eyes glancing up to lock on his chocolate brown eyes and she lost it. She had never seen a cop sexier than this one and she really hoped he didn’t ask her questions because she wasn’t sure she could utter anything right now. “Do you know why I pulled you over?” She blinked, that’s all she could do. That voice, that deep, raspy voice, shot straight through her and touched a part of her that hadn’t seen action in years. And she was struggling not to shift in the car to tame that wild heat.

“Uh…” That was it? That was all her brave, powerful, smart, f****d up mind could come up with at the moment? ‘Uh’? What was she, like five? He smiled at her response and she was gone. She had to bite back the whimper that wanted to escape because she swore that damn smile almost made her come. Did she mention it had been a long while since she had any s*x?

“Do you know why I pulled you over?” ‘Because you want to f**k me about as badly as I want to f**k you?’ she thought to herself. She was about to answer that she had no clue when he busted out laughing.

“I’m sorry, what’s funny?” she asked.

“I can’t say, ma’am, the last time I had a female assume that I wanted to f**k them just because I pulled them over.” She closed her eyes and turned her head away, her face heating up with embarrassment. She could have sworn she only thought that not said it. Maybe she was just too tired and really had no clue what the hell was going on.

“I am so sorry. That is not like me.”

“It’s quite okay, ma’am. But, no, as tempting as that offer is, that’s not why I pulled you over. You have no clue?”

“Honestly, officer…”

“James, Alexander James.” ‘God, why was that name just as sexy as that voice?’ her mind questioned.

“Oh, Officer James, no, I really don’t know. I didn’t think I was speeding.”

“You weren’t ma’am. But you did run a stop sign and then I noticed your brake light was out. I need to see your license and registration though.” Crystal nodded as she handed both to him, her mind really trying to recall the stop sign and couldn’t. All her mind could conjure up was that gorgeous officer and taking his cuffs to make sure she learned her lesson in bed with him on the other side!

“f**k, Crystal, stop with the s****l thoughts!” she groaned to herself. She peeked through her mirror again and saw him climb out of the car, check her license plate, and then open his book and walk back to her window. No, she couldn’t afford a ticket. That was just an expense she couldn’t have right now. She highly doubted that she could get away with flirting with her big blunder earlier.

“Okay, Crystal,” he told her as he walked back up to the window. Lord up in Heaven, that name just rolled off his tongue and God damn did she want to swallow it with her own mouth. “I won’t give you a ticket for the brake light, but I am giving you a warning. Please get it fixed, they’re actually really easy to fix.” With that, he handed her the paper, and she nodded. She had a couple of friends that would be able to help her there. “I did have to give you a ticket for the traffic violation though. Running a stop sign is a huge deal around these parts.” She took the paper but didn’t glance at it.

“Yes, officer, of course. Thank you.” He smiled and nodded, and she watched through the mirror as he walked back to his car. She waited until he drove off before flipping open the ticket, trying to see what this mistake was going to cost her. She’d be lucky if he didn’t put in there something about flirting to get out of it. Her eyes scanned the ticket, seeing nothing marked off, and no total. However, her eyes did see the note at the bottom that said he had her address and was coming over in 45 minutes when his shift ended to take her up on her invitation, and that if she was just good enough, he might forget the ticket. Crystal blinked a couple of times before looking up and around, not believing that. f**k, so much for her s****l drought! She checked to make sure there was no oncoming traffic and headed back to her place to clean up, texting her friend along the way and explaining why she was bailing on her, not that her friend would give her any grief over it….or at least a lot of grief over it.

56 minutes later, Crystal was pacing her living room, pushing her blonde locks behind her ear. This wasn’t fair; no one man made her nervous, not like this! And yet, she was allowing a man to come into her house, someone she had never met before just so she could f**k him. And this wasn’t about the ticket, she didn’t care about that, she just f*****g wanted that man! That gorgeous, Greek God of a man! Who was currently knocking at her door. She swallowed hard and then walked over, opening the door.

“Hi,” she told him and he returned it.

“Hi, may I come in?”

“Got a search warrant?” she teased him and he smirked which caused all kinds of butterflies to kick into high gear in her stomach.

“No, but I got something better,” he whispered as he breezed by her and into the room.

“Yeah, Officer James, and what would that be?”

“A hard d**k and a pair of cuffs.” She only had enough time to blink before he had her pushed against the door, her hands above her head, and his lips on hers, hot, seeking, and demanding. She whimpered as he pushed against her with his body. She had spent the last hour thinking about these lips and this body that was pressed against hers, wondering how he would feel, how he would taste, and everything she was currently feeling went far beyond what she could imagine. His leg pushed between hers and his thigh rubbed her core, causing her to moan against his lips. f**k, between the dominating kiss, her bound hands, and his leg causing that friction, she was set to come undone and nothing had even happened yet!

Right as she felt on the brink, he stopped and pulled away, his arms wrapping around her body, and with an ease she hadn’t known before, he lifted her up. Her legs locked around his hips as she directed him back to the bedroom. Alexander smirked as he tossed her on the bed and ripped her shirt open as he crawled over her, his lips and tongue working magical wonders over her stomach and her chest. His teeth nipped at her n****e through the bra and she arched upward, inviting his mouth to explore even more. He reached behind her with one hand and unclasped her bra, tossing it to the side as his mouth once more found her peak. She moaned as her hands slide through his dark locks, tugging on what she could to try to ease some of the sensations rolling through her, but nothing was working.

“I like the way you taste,” he told her, taking her hands away and cuffing them together before cuffing them to her headboard. Her head tilted backward to look at them before turning her heated gaze back to his.

“How do I taste?” His tongue worked over her stomach and kissed along the top of her jeans.

“Sweet, hot, sinful, and all f*****g mine.” He tossed the rest of her clothes, and then his, and spread her legs wide, his tongue pushing into her center. She cried out, her thighs wanting to close but he put too much pressure on them, keeping them open so he could taste all that he wanted to.

“f**k!” she moaned, tugging on the cuffs. Never before had she wanted to tug or claw someone as badly as she did right now. He was teasing her in the best fashion and she loved everything about it. She pushed her hips up as his tongue slowed down and worked its way up to her c**t.

“Stay still, sexy, or I won’t finish.” She couldn’t listen to those words. She wasn’t a calm s*x partner. She liked to cry out, like to move, like to feel, so she knew she was doomed.

“But I can’t,” she whined, her skin feeling so on fire. He licked her over once more but she pushed up again and he tisked as he kissed back up her body. He kneeled over her head, his d**k brushing her lips, and she gladly opened her mouth to take him in. She said she wanted to f**k him, she wasn’t lying. She wanted to feel him everywhere and anywhere on her body, mouth included. She took him as deep as she could, her eyes watching him as he tossed his head back, his hand moving to hold onto the back of her hair. And with a slowness she had never expected from him, or ever experienced, he f****d her mouth, his mouth parting on his cries. And watching him, seeing him come undone, brought another wave of wetness straight to her p***y.

“f*****g hell, Crystal, that mouth,” he groaned out, finally pulling his d**k away. And she whimpered, f*****g whimpered, at the loss. She wasn’t much on giving head, she didn’t think she was that good at it, but f**k it all to hell if she didn’t want him coming down her throat. “Any more of that baby and I was going to let go.”

“Please f**k me,” she cried out and he smirked. He reached over to his pants, grabbed a condom, slipped it on, and quickly slid into her. He leaned upon his hands that were by her head and their eyes locked as his hips pushed into hers. Slow, unhurried strokes fanned their flame, their skin becoming slick with sweat, and neither egged for more. His head descended and his tongue followed the same rhythm that his hips did as it flicked with hers. She wanted to wrap her arms around him, hold him close, lock him in place, but he wasn’t having it, he still had no intention of letting her go. And though she wanted to touch him, she couldn’t help but think that she would also flip them over to f**k him harder and he knew that. He broke the kiss, his hips picking up speed, and she moaned again.

He filled her up in all the best possible ways and though she was mortified by what she had said earlier, she was glad he took her up on it. Her legs locked around his hips, her heels dug into his ass, and it was all the encouragement he needed to pick up his speed. His hips pushed into her faster, deeper, harder, and she arched upward, her sensitive n*****s scrapping against his chest, and she lost it. She cried out as she came, her p***y tightening around him, and he groaned into her neck, quickly following her.

After a few moments, he reached up and undid her hands, rubbing her wrists to help her. Once he was done, she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down for a kiss as her nails ran along the back of his neck. Finally, she pulled away and looked up at him, a smile tugging at his lips. “What?” she asked.

“I think it was a good thing I voided that ticket, this was a much better payment!” Her cheeks flamed up at that and her head found its way to his chest. He chuckled and rubbed her sides before rolling over to lie next to her. “No reason to be embarrassed you know. Can’t say I’ve had too many people want to offer that though.”

“Why take me up on it?” she asked.

“It had been a bit since I had s*x, sounded like you had too, and besides, you’re f*****g gorgeous. I thought it would be the best way to start my weekend off.” She sat up and rested her hands on his chest to gaze him.

“I’ll let you do whatever you want to me and my body, Officer James, if you use those handcuffs.”