Saturday, October 08, 2016

Read an Xcerpt of Brothers in Blue: Max (18+ only!)

Chapter Three

   He was wearing that damn dark blue uniform again. But this time the shirt was unbuttoned, hanging open to show the white T-shirt he had on underneath it.
   He unfastened his black leather belt and slowly slipped it out of the belt loops. Like he was stripping. He was teasing her! He dropped it to the floor. He removed the uniform shirt and flung it across the room. The T-shirt underneath hugged his skin, giving her a preview of what was underneath it.
   He was getting undressed way too slow.
   With a yank, the T-shirt was gone too. She waited for him to grab the front of his pants and pull, like an exotic dancer would with Velcro pants. One tug and whoosh! Nothing but leopard-print thong on.
   But she was disappointed when that didn’t happen; he just sat on the corner of the bed and removed his black boots. Like a normal person. He turned to look at her.
   She was naked and waiting on the bed. Her nipples hardened under his gaze, and she ran her fingers over them, circling. They were sensitive and begging for his touch. His mouth. His tongue.
   She bet he knew just what to do with that tongue.
   He stood, the mattress evening out from the lack of his weight. He faced her with a hungry look. It was like he wanted to eat her.
   Well, if he did, she wasn’t going to complain. In fact, she would be quite accommodating.
   She bent her knees and let them fall open, giving him a view that she hoped he’d never forget.
   She sucked on her finger just enough to wet it, then stroked herself. She spread her lips, showing him just how much she wanted him. She was ready.
   “Officer, I’ve been a bad girl.” She pouted.
   “Have you now? What have you done?”
   He unfastened his pants and slid them down, kicking them out of the way, his eyes never leaving her face.
   Damn. He was hung.
   Her heart beat a little faster.
   “Things I can’t even tell you about…”
   “Do I need to punish you?”
   She nodded her head. The throbbing inside her made her toes clench.
   He sat on the edge of the bed again, but leaned over to pick something off the floor.
He came back up with metal handcuffs hanging from his right hand.
   A breathless “yes” escaped her.
   He climbed over her to straddle her with his long legs.
   “Are you going to cooperate?”
   Amanda’s voice caught, and she could only nod.
   “So, you regret being a bad girl?”
   She nodded again, her heart pounding in her throat.
   “Put your hands above your head.”
   She shimmied down a bit and reached her hands back until they brushed the headboard.
   “You’re not going to hurt me, are you, Officer?”
   “I would never hurt you, you naughty girl. I’m here to protect and serve.”
   The cuffs were cold as he tightened them around her wrists; they were threaded through one of the bars on her headboard so she couldn’t escape.
   Not that she’d be a flight risk. She wasn’t planning on going anywhere.
   “How—” She swallowed hard. “How are you going to serve me?”
   “I can’t tell you. I need to show you.”
   His finger stroked lightly down her neck. She shivered; her nipples perked to the point of pain. That didn’t go unnoticed. He was a good officer, so observant. He didn’t miss a thing. She smiled.
   Large hands, lightly dusted with dark hair, moved their way down her shoulders to her breasts. She arched her back in anticipation. She wasn’t disappointed. His strong fingers plucked at her. Pulled. Twisted. Just how she wanted. Just how she liked it.
   She groaned and thrashed her legs, making the cuffs clank against the headboard.
   Sliding a hand down to her belly, he held her still. He shifted until he was settled in between her legs.
   He stroked the soft, baby skin of her outer pussy with his fingers, then his tongue.
   “You’re so soft and smooth,” he whispered, dipping a finger inside her. Then a second one. “You are so wet.”
   He kissed her swollen clit and then sucked it hard, making her cry out and thrash around.
   Going to his knees, he held his hard length. She wanted him inside her. Now!
   “Are you ready for me?” He stroked his cock slowly. Running his thumb between her lips, he collected some of her wetness, then rubbed it over the head of his cock. “I’m ready for you. Can you see how hard I am?”
   Amanda barely nodded her head. She could no longer speak.

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JEANNE ST. JAMES is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only 13 started writing when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.
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