The Badge Bunnies series: Ride-Along Read online

  Laci might be exhausted, but she still had the energy to feel a surge of pride at the compliment. There was no way to get a clear look at her derriere without a mirror, but it had to be beet red.

  A hand caressed on her ass. “Damn, her skin is so hot,” Jase murmured.

  She felt another hand on her other cheek. She wasn't sure if it belonged to Jase or Grant, and she didn't care. Those strong hands felt so good on her tender skin.

  “Oh God, keep doing that,” she begged.

  Jase squeezed her ass. “You like that, huh?”

  “Mm-hmm.”

  She was damn close to bliss.

  One hand stopped caressing her butt to slip between her thighs. A moment later, she felt fingers gliding along her pussy lips. With each trip forward, they brushed her clit. With every backward motion, they dipped into her pussy.

  Her body started to quake.

  “Damn, Grant.” Jase’s voice sounded awestruck. “Look how wet you've made her. Did you come already, Laci?”

  She could barely comprehend the English language at that point, much less explain how torturously close she was to the edge. But she stuttered out a semi-coherent, “N-no. Not…yet.”

  “Well, we'll have to fix that, won't we?”

  She pushed her bottom back, thinking Jase— at least she assumed it was his fingers playing with her pussy—was about to finger fuck her to climax. But the fingers pulled away and she was rewarded for her impertinence with another sharp smack on the ass.

  “Stand up,” Jase ordered.

  It took a little help from the two men—her legs were a bit wobbly for some reason—but she finally succeeded. Once she was on her feet, Jase spun her around and pressed her freshly spanked ass back against the edge of the table. Grabbing her hips, he lifted her up until her butt was on the table, then gently pushed her back until she was lying down. Every little movement of her ass against the smooth surface sent little electric sparks surging through her. She was going to feel that spanking for hours!

  As Jase dragged a chair close and sat, she remembered the story he’d told—about licking Beth's pussy while seated comfortably at the women's kitchen table.

  This was going to be awesome.

  Sliding the chair closer, Jase positioned her so that her feet were resting on the armrests, then he scooted her butt more toward the edge. She sucked in a breath. Yikes, it tingled where he squeezed her ass.

  Laci lifted her head to look at Jase. He had such a hungry look on his face she almost shivered. He was definitely looking forward to this. She damn well knew she was.

  Beside them, Grant took a seat in one of the other chairs, then made a show of leaning back and getting comfortable.

  She raised a brow. “Are you planning on watching?”

  “Yup. I want to see your face as Jase makes you come.”

  That was certainly a new one for her. But having Grant watch Jase lick her pussy sounded arousing as hell. She squirmed in spite of herself.

  “Now Laci, I want you to grab the edge of the table,” Jase ordered. “And don't let go.”

  She did as she was told. “What happens if I forget?”

  Grant chuckled

  “One word,” Jase said. “Handcuffs.”

  The word made her stomach—and her pussy—clench. “Promises, promises.”

  “Careful what you ask for,” Grant told her.

  Laci would have followed up with something witty, but Jase distracted her by cupping her ass and wiggling her into position. Her breath hitched as she waited for him to lick her. She was so wet, her juices were dripping. When he finally dipped his head and slowly swiped his tongue all the way from the bottom of her pussy to the very top with no preamble at all, she jerked so hard she almost bucked off the table.

  “Ohhh, God!”

  After the full day of foreplay she'd had, a serious swipe like that was almost her undoing. That one touch had almost pushed her right off the edge. She was so damn ready to come it wasn’t funny.

  She threw back her head and offered her pussy to Jase, silently begging him for more.

  But the second lick she was looking for didn't come.

  Laci opened her eyes to find him gazing up at her as he licked her essence from his lips.

  “You taste good, do you know that?”

  She appreciated the compliment—truly she did—but now just didn't seem the time. She waited for him to pick up on the silent demand she was trying hard to convey with her eyes, but he simply sat there squeezing her ass. Which again, was nice, but not exactly what she was looking for at the moment.

  “More?” she finally asked.

  Jase grinned. “Of course.”

  She lay back and waited for Nirvana. It didn't come.

  After a moment, she lifted her head to give him a questioning look.

  “You didn't say the magic word,” he informed her.

  “There's a magic word?”

  “Of course there's a magic word.” Grant flashed her a sexy grin. “There's always a magic word.”

  She decided to try the obvious one. “Please?”

  “Please what?” Jase prompted.

  When her eyes almost crossed in vexation, Grant chuckled. That was when she realized what Jase wanted her to say, and it sent a rush of arousal zipping through her.

  “Please…lick me.”

  There, she'd said it. And it felt oddly empowering.

  “My pleasure.”

  Giving her a wink, Jase bent and ran that perfect tongue of his up the inside of her thigh. She growled in frustration.

  Jase looked up at her with mock consternation. “What? That wasn’t what you were looking for?”

  Laci shook her head, biting her lip to keep from saying the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Something about beating him with his own nightstick.

  “You’re going to have to be more specific, Laci. I'm a guy after all, and we men don't handle subtle very well, remember? You need to tell me exactly what you want.”

  Oh, God. He was going to make her say it outright. From where he was sitting, Grant looked at her expectantly.

  After all the stuff she’d said and done today, coming out and saying what she wanted was ridiculously tough. She could have bouts of bravery when she had to, but her nerve had a habit of abandoning her at the strangest times. This was one of those times.

  She took a deep breath and steeled herself. She was too hot to stop now. Once she was over this hurdle, there was nothing that would slow her down. She'd be like a superhero.

  “Please lick my pussy.”

  It came out a bit softer than she’d intended, but Jase had obviously heard her because he didn’t make her beg anymore. Bending his head, he ran his tongue over her pussy.

  She jerked just as much as she had the first time. Except now, he didn't stop with one teasing swipe. He got a firm grip on her ass and kept going. He was slow, methodical and as relentless as the tides.

  He teased her with every lick, lightly grazing her lips, then plunging his tongue inside before finding his way up to her clit and circling it a few laps before heading down again.

  She clenched the sides of the table and held on for dear life.

  How his steady rhythm kept her from exploding instantaneously she didn’t know. Maybe because he only touched her clit a third of the time. It was enough to keep pushing her higher without overloading her senses.

  She closed her eyes and forced herself to take smaller breaths. If she didn’t, she’d surely pass out. Her orgasm was coming… Closer… Closer…

  Then, just as she was about to tip over the edge, Jase changed tactics, moving up to lock his lips around her clit and flicking his tongue rapidly back and forth over the super-sensitive nub.

  Just like that, she exploded.

  It wasn't a tame orgasm that gently lifted her to a pleasant plateau of pleasure, but a crazy carnival ride that tossed her all the way to heaven, then bounced her around a few dozen times. The fact that she screamed didn't surpris
e her. She always made a lot of noise when she came hard. It was the fact that she couldn't stop screaming.

  Because Jase wouldn't let her stop coming.

  He lapped her clit over and over, drawing her orgasm out longer and longer. She wasn't sure if it was two separate climaxes, or one long one. All she knew was that it was perfect and mind-blowing.

  Then, just as she was coming down from the first orgasm, Jase slid a finger—or was it two?—deep in her pussy and began to tweak her G-spot. On the heels of that hard series of orgasms she’d just had, she didn't think she could come anymore. But she couldn't stop herself. Or Jase, more precisely. He pulled another orgasm out of her physically, as if he knew more about what her pussy could handle than she did. This orgasm wasn't as hard as the first, but it was still amazing, and she moaned, cried and screamed as her ass bounced in Jase’s firm grip.

  Just when her cries started to make her hoarse, Grant’s mouth was on hers. As his tongue found its way to hers, she forgot Jase's orders and threw up both hands to weave them in Grant's hair, kissing him just as hard as he was kissing her.

  Grant's fingers closed over her nipple, squeezing it rhythmically as Jase continued to lick her. The two cops kept working her together, drawing out her climax a little bit longer. When she finally got to that point where any more contact with her clit would actually be painful, Jase sat back in his chair with a groan of satisfaction.

  That gave Grant room to slide his hand down her belly to gently finger her pussy. He must have known her clit couldn't handle any more contact at the moment because he carefully avoided the hyper-sensitive bundle of nerves. Instead, he took one of her nipples in his mouth and suckled on it while gently twirling a single finger in her wetness. The position allowed him to quickly find the G-spot Jase had just so recently abandoned. She couldn't come again so fast, but it still felt amazing. Like he was bringing her down slowly from the high Jase had taken her to. The tremors he stirred up were damn near as good as the orgasms themselves.

  When he decided she was done, Grant slid his wet finger out of her pussy, then released her nipple and sat down in his chair again. She watched from beneath her lashes as he carefully sucked her juices from the finger that had just been inside her pussy.

  Damn, that was mesmerizing.

  “You're right,” he said to Jase. “Sweeter than anything I've ever tasted.”

  She couldn't claim much credit in that particular department, but it was still nice to hear, so she smiled.

  She lay there, reveling in the sensations that still swirled through her body. Her pussy trembled, her ass tingled and her nipples ached to be suckled more. Even her lips were abraded from Grant's hard kisses.

  She was already well and truly satiated, and neither of her two studly cops had even taken off their clothes yet.

  Chapter Seven

  Laci gave them a slow, sexy smile. “That was amazing. Check that, it was beyond amazing. It was perfect. I don't think I've ever come so hard.”

  Jase returned her grin. “I'm glad you enjoyed it because we're just getting started.”

  She hoped so. Although she wasn’t sure she could come harder than she just had. Trying was definitely going to be fun. If nothing else, she owed each of them a few stellar orgasms of their own.

  She pushed herself up on her elbows. “What did you have in mind?”

  Grant’s mouth twitched. “I can think of several things that might be fun.”

  “I can think of a few things myself,” Jase agreed.

  As one, the men stood and walked around the table. She rolled over on her stomach so she could keep an eye on them.

  Gaze holding hers captive, Grant took off his gear belt, then started on his pants. Beside him, Jase did the same. Lying on her stomach like this, her face was exactly at crotch level, and Laci followed their every move as if transfixed. Suddenly, she loved her kitchen table more than ever. Though she didn’t think she was ever going to be able to eat at it again without thinking about sex. Her mouth watered at the thought of finally getting to see both men naked.

  Jase unsnapped the leather pouch on his gear belt and took out his handcuffs before dropping the whole thing on the floor. “You didn’t think I forgot these, did you?”

  She wet her lips, staring at them.

  “I told you to keep your hands on the table while I licked your pussy,” he continued. “And I warned you what would happen if you didn’t.”

  Laci didn't mind the idea of him cuffing her—far from it—but felt as if she should at least put up a show of defending herself.

  “It's not my fault. Grant distracted me with that kiss.”

  Jase raised his brow. “You're going with the old I-got-distracted-by-a-kiss defense? That's lame. Don't protest too much, or we might have to get out Grant's handcuffs, too.”

  Oooh, now that sounded really wild. Of course, she didn't have a clue how Jase would use them, but she was suddenly very willing to see where he might go with his threat.

  “I'll gladly surrender myself for any punishment you think necessary, Officer, but there’s something I need to get my hands around first. Two somethings, actually.”

  Giving them a flirty smile, she grabbed hold of their half open pants and tugged them closer to the table, then scooted forward so that she was directly in front of them. Their underwear bulged invitingly. The hardest part was deciding which cock to haul out first. Decisions, decisions.

  The two men solved her dilemma by freeing their own cocks out from the tight confines of the underwear. They both sprang out long and hard, their erections pulsing with need.

  She didn’t touch them right away, but instead took her time comparing one cock to the other. A girl didn't get a chance like this very often, and she didn't want to waste it.

  Their cocks were amazingly similar. Grant's was a tad bit longer, while Jase's was thicker, but when it came to the basic shape, they were an exact match.

  Perfect twin cocks.

  As she watched, little beads of clear pre-cum formed at the very tip of both men's penises. Now, that was an offer she couldn't refuse. But which man should she pleasure first?

  While Grant had warmed her ass so perfectly, Jase had licked her dizzy. She supposed that gave him a leg up when it came to whom she should to nibble on first.

  She tilted her head forward and carefully ran the tip of her tongue across the head of Jase's cock, applying just enough pressure to get a sense for his tantalizing texture before swiping up his pre-cum. She closed her eyes and savored the taste. Slightly salty, a bit musky and completely masculine. There were really no words to describe it well beyond that. Except maybe…yummy.

  Not to be ignored, Grant slid his fingers lightly in her hair and urged her toward his cock. She didn't mind. She was being neglectful.

  She repeated her taste-testing maneuver on Grant. The brief touch of her tongue seemed to satisfy him and he dropped his hand. She was a little disappointed—she'd liked his hand in her hair. But she had no doubt it would find its way back there again soon enough. Any man who enjoyed spanking a woman probably liked something as dominating as pulling on her hair, too.

  Laci hoped so. She kinda had a thing for that.

  Grant's pre-cum had a richer, sweeter taste than his partner’s. She supposed she would describe it musky. But that was just her word for it. Like Jase's, his essence tasted exactly like a man should taste.

  Swirling her tongue over the tip of Grant’s cock once more, she gave him a smile, then turned her attention back to Jase. She took the head of his penis in her mouth, twirling her tongue around it like a lollypop. Jase groaned and thrust his hips pushing deeper into her mouth. It was a gentle reminder that while she might be the one doing the licking, they were still in charge.

  The thought was a turn-on.

  She wrapped her hand around the base of Jase’s shaft and bobbed her mouth up and down on him. She used every trick she knew—moving her head from side to side and in little circles; twisting the hand around his er
ection in a circular motion while massaging his balls with the other; alternating between gentle flicks with her tongue and little nips with her teeth; and then, when he least expected it, taking him as deep as she could.

  Laci wanted this blowjob to feel as amazing for him as his pussy licking had for her.

  She must have been doing something right. Jase growled nonstop. If she didn’t miss her guess, he was building up to the big one. She didn't want this to end too fast, however, so she pulled off his cock and went back to pleasuring Grant.

  She was about to repeat the moves she’d practiced on Jase, but something—instinct, maybe—told her Grant preferred a firmer touch when it came to getting a blowjob. Getting a firm grip at the base of his erection, she wrapped her lips around the head and immediately took him deep, letting him touch the very back of her throat. He let out a hoarse groan of approval. Oh yeah, he liked it alright. No teasing, gentle licks for him. Just hard deep throating.

  Apparently, her instincts not only made her a good reporter, but a good badge bunny, as well.

  Grant's hand found its way into the hair again, and this time, he didn’t let go. Rather, he used his grip to control her movements. He had a knack for knowing how far to slide his cock in, too. As much as she hated to admit it, deep throating wasn’t one of her better talents, but with Grant controlling the angle and depth, she was able to take him further than she’d ever taken anyone else. She had a long way to go before she’d be able to take all of him, of course, but it was still an accomplishment.

  She was just getting into a rhythm when he decided it was time to share her. He pulled his cock out, leaving a very sexy and naughty dribble of pre-cum running down her chin. He wiped it away with the tip of his cock before nudging her toward Jase.

  The other cop was standing there waiting, his hard shaft in hand.

  It took a few moments to get her head around the change in technique—from hard and aggressive to slow and measured. But she forced herself to pay attention to how Jase responded to her different techniques. When he groaned deep or took a gasping breath, she catalogued whatever she was doing in the good column. It didn't take long to refine her technique down to a few moves that seemed to be his favorites. As it turned out, Jase was a fan of the basics—a fast swirling tongue job around the head of his cock, while she rhythmically massaged the shaft with her hand. She could appreciate a man who loved the tried-and-true stuff.