Quid Pro Quo (3 page)

traced his navel as I dropped to the floor. He smiled down at me and spread his legs, giving me room to

work. I licked my lips and stroked his cock from the tip to the base. I couldn't even close my fingers

around his girth. I hoped we could make this work. I'd only had my fingers and one cock—small compared

to his—inside me. It was probably going to be a tight fit.

I cupped his balls and flicked my tongue around the head of his cock. Greg groaned and combed his

fingers through my hair. I gently sucked him into my mouth. His fat cock stretched my lips. I hummed and

stroked him as I bobbed up and down on his dick.

My tongue fluttered over his crown. Little drops of pre-cum dripped from his slit. I gathered them with

my tongue and then took him deep into my mouth. He moaned loudly and his fingers tightened in my hair.

My scalp tingled at the slight pull. I didn't have a lot of practice sucking cock but apparently I was doing

pretty well.

"So fucking good," Greg murmured. He pumped his hips a little. I understood what he wanted and

placed my hands on his thighs for balance. I relaxed my jaw and let him slowly fuck my mouth. "Deeper,

Nez. Let me in deep."

I gagged a little as his massive shaft invaded my throat. My nostrils flared and I glanced up at him. Our

gazes clashed. I'd never seen that look on his face. He was a man intoxicated with lust—with me.

My pussy throbbed as his cock glided over my tongue. I reached down and rubbed my clit as he fucked

my face. It was so fucking hot having Greg taking my mouth. I hovered on the edge of another climax as

his cock plunged in and out of my throat. The sound of water splashing the tile and Greg's dick jamming

into my mouth echoed in the small enclosure. My heart raced and the pulsing
thwoosh
of rushing blood

pounded against my ear drums.

When Greg pulled free from my mouth, I gazed up at him in confusion. I started to ask him what I'd

done wrong but he just smiled down at me and caressed my cheek. His gruff, filthy request shocked me.

"Grab your tits. Push them together."

I blinked twice before following his instruction. I cupped my ample breasts and pushed them together,

maximizing my cleavage. He began to stroke his cock and palmed his balls. I licked my lips and watched in

fascination as he jerked off right in front of me. It was so forbidden, so taboo, and I couldn't get enough. I

wanted him to come on my breasts and told him so.

"Come on me, Greg. Shoot your cum all over my tits."

"Christ, Nez!" He shouted in surprise at my filthy words. The spark of lust was impossible to miss. He

liked it when I talked dirty.

"I want to rub your come all over me. Can't wait to taste you," I murmured and leaned forward to swipe

my tongue across the ruddy head of his dick.

"God!" My lick set him off. He grunted and groaned loudly as his cock shot searing jets of cum all over

my tits. He painted me with his semen and then fell back against the tile, panting and looking so relaxed.

True to my word, I rubbed his cum into my breasts, smearing the pearly fluid across my tanned skin. I

held his gaze as I lifted two cum-covered fingers to my mouth. I flicked my tongue over his essence and

moaned hungrily. He tasted nice, just the slightest hint of salt and a lot of sweetness.

"Do you like my cum?" His husky voice drew my attention.

"Love it, Greg."

"Do you want more?"

"Always."

CHAPTER THREE

I sat on the edge of Greg's bed and waited for him to return. After our shower, he'd ducked downstairs

to make sure the doors were locked and the alarm was set. I'd locked the door behind me when I'd entered

his house, but I didn't blame him for wanting to check, just in case. The man dealt with some of Houston's

most unhinged criminals. I wouldn’t put it by one or two of them to track down the SWAT officer who had

pinched them.

My ears perked to the sound of approaching footsteps. Wearing just his towel, Greg returned to his

bedroom. I still couldn't get over how fucking sexy he was. I mean, I'd always known that under his

uniform or the polo shirts and jeans I often saw him in that he was ripped. As an elite police officer, he had

to be in the best shape.

But this? Oh, hell. It made me wet just looking at all that muscle and tanned skin. I never thought I'd

find a hairy chest sexy but damn if that didn't make him even hotter. I couldn't wait to get my greedy fingers

back on his naked body. "Hurry up and get over here!"

Greg laughed and strode across the room to join me. "You're rather impatient."

"You're running around in a towel, and after that shower, I'm burning up, Greg."

He stood in front of me and dropped the towel. His cock throbbed to life right before my eyes. "Burning

up for me?"

"Yes." I reached for him. "Fuck me, Greg."

Laughing, he climbed onto the bed and forced me onto my back. He straddled my thighs and pinned me

to his mattress. Currents of white-hot heat raced through me. I'd never been pinned down like this.

Something submissive within me awakened. There was no other man I'd ever trust like Greg. There was no

other man I'd willingly give my power to either.

Greg teased his lips across mine. He kissed me with such tenderness that tears prickled in the corners of

my eyes. He moved me with his deep, sensual kiss. The air around us became erotically charged. It crackled

with need and desire. I clutched at his arms and caressed his back. He captured my mouth in punishing

kisses that left me dizzy and panting.

His lips moved down my body. He massaged my breasts and his tongue fluttered over my nipples. He

sucked them gently and teethed them lightly. I gasped and bucked under him. Ripples of delight traveled

from my breasts to my clit. I wanted him so badly. "Please, Greg. Don’t tease me."

He chuckled. "That's the best part, Nez."

"Greg…" My voice trailed off as he moved even lower on my body. His mouth skipped down my torso

and peppered playful kisses on my sensitive skin. When he slid down onto the floor and grasped my thighs,

I trembled with anticipation.

He pulled my ass toward the edge of the mattress and shoved my thighs wide apart. "Can't get enough

of your sweet pink cunt," he murmured. He petted my pussy and parted my dewy folds for his inspection.

"So wet and soft."

"Ah!" I cried out when his fingertip swirled in my slick wetness. He penetrated me slowly, his finger

breaching my pussy ever so carefully. With one thick digit buried inside me, he lowered his mouth to my

clit and drew lazy circles around the swollen nub. I fisted the comforter in my hands and rocked my hips as

he tormented me with his mouth and finger. "Greg! Ah.
Ah
!"

He lapped at my clit and suckled it lightly. My shoulders arched off the bed at the wicked sensations he

evoked with his talented mouth. His tongue worked me into a frenzied state. The finger plunging in and out

of my dripping core curved just enough to stroke my g-spot. I saw stars as I came, my body undulating as

cries of pleasure escaped my lips. "Yes! Yes!
Greg
!"

He hummed against my pussy and continued to lick me right through my climax. His tongue replaced

his finger inside me. He fucked me with his tongue, the firm, pliable muscle wiggling inside me and making

me shriek with ecstasy. His fingertip, still wet with my juices, traced my puckered hole. I tensed at the

strange sensation. Greg didn't pull away from me. He kept his finger there and started to ease inside my

virgin hole.

"Oh!" I gasped as his finger breached my ass. I'd never had anything in there and it felt so weird. Greg's

tongue wiggled inside my pussy and my jaw dropped. Being finger-fucked and tongue-fucked at the same

time blew my mind. I'd never felt anything like it. "Ah!"

Greg's tongue left my pussy. His finger carefully retreated and thrust forward. "Do you like the way this

feels?"

"Yes," I admitted, my face hot as I blushed with embarrassment. "It's different."

"Would you like to be fucked in the ass?"

I gulped. "Tonight?"

"No," he said with a laugh. "You're way too fucking tight to be taken here tonight. Soon, though, if you

let me train you."

"Train me?"

"With my fingers and a plug," he explained.

"A pl-plug?" I stammered on the word. "You mean, sex toys? In my ass?"

"Sure," he replied with such nonchalance. "It will be much more comfortable for you if we teach your

ass how to take penetration before I ram my cock up in there."

He had a point. "Will it hurt?"

"Does this hurt?" His finger moved in and out of me, the slick nectar dripping from my pussy easing his

way.

"No."

"Neither will the toys I have in mind," he assured me. "We'll use plenty of lube and take it slowly. You'll

see. It'll be fun for you."

He hadn't steered me wrong yet. "Okay."

"We'll stop by the sex shop on the way home from your apartment tomorrow. I'll pick up the things we

need."

"Tomorrow?" My head popped up off the mattress. I used my elbows for support and stared down at

him. "That's moving fast, right?"

He shrugged. "You're moving in here tomorrow. I don't see any reason to wait."

"I'm moving in
tomorrow
?" That was news to me. "But I just agreed—"

"Why wait, Nez? We'll load up your stuff in the morning and get you in here before I head out for my

shift."

"But my lease—"

"We'll break it. I'll pay the fee." I started to protest but he shook his head. "You agreed to let me take

care of you, Nez. So let me."

Out of pure instinct, I wanted to argue with him. I'd been standing on my own two feet for so long. It

felt so weird to let someone else take care of me. A small part of me bristled at the idea of having him

making this decision for me. Mostly, I was secretly relieved to not have to fight and scrape and scratch to

keep a roof over my head and food in my tummy while trying to keep up with my classes and projects.

I held his gaze and smiled. "Okay, Greg. We'll move tomorrow morning."

He stroked my thigh. "Good girl." His lips touched my knee. "Now where were we…?"

"I think we were at the point where you crawl up here and put your cock in me," I suggested.

He laughed and pulled free from my ass. He placed a noisy kiss right on top of my clit. "Yeah, that

sounds about right."

I giggled as I fell back to the bed and Greg climbed up on top of me. I scooted up the bed a few inches

to make room for him. This time his knees were between my thighs, not on the outside pinning me down.

His now familiar weight settled over me. I rose up to meet his seeking kiss. His tongue plundered my

mouth, stealing and taking and giving me pleasure.

His rock-hard dick smacked against my lower belly. The pre-cum dripping from the tip smeared across

my skin. I reached between our bodies to caress his rigid shaft. He panted against my lips as my fingertips

traveled up and down his impressive length. I playfully nipped at his lower lip and pushed the head of his

dick through my dripping wet pussy lips.

"Fuck me, Greg. No more teasing." I wrapped my thighs around his waist and kept his cock right where

I wanted it. "Give it to me, Officer Berenger."

With a growl of unadulterated lust, Greg thrust forward and drove his fat cock right into my welcoming

pussy. I tilted my head back as the ecstasy of his penetration rocked me. Oh, hell! He felt so good inside

me. His thick dick stretched my snug pussy and left me aching for him.

Greg groaned and touched his forehead to mine. "Christ, Nez! You're so damn tight around my cock.

It's like a fist."

At his awed compliment, my pussy pulsed and clenched around him. I got such a thrill at seeing the

expression of pleasure on his face. He loved my tight pussy squeezing his cock.

Hands planted on either side of me, Greg started to take me with slow, measured thrusts. His dick eased

out of me and plunged back inside. At first, the friction was so great between our bodies that I winced as

his big cock stretched and filled me. My slick pussy nectar coated his shaft and the discomfort lessened. It

started to feel really,
really
good.

Greg smothered me with kisses. He seemed almost ravenous as he claimed my mouth and fucked my

cunt. He drove deep into me, his cock nudging the entrance of my womb with every thrust. When he

moved to his knees and angled his hips just so, I cried out in ecstasy. His cock stroked my g-spot and left

me shaking and clawing at him.

Sitting back on his heels, Greg held my thighs wide open as he fucked me. His gaze fixed on our joined

bodies. He seemed to like watching his dick glide in and out me. His fingertips moved to my clit. The

swollen bundle of nerves reacted almost instantly to his stimulation. I clawed at the comforter as he drove

me crazy with his thrusting cock and his circling fingers.

"Come for me, Nez," he ordered, his voice gruff. "I want to feel this tight cunt squeezing my cock."