When sexy cat burglar Sienna is hired to steal a high value document from a veteran police detective's home, things take a turn for the worst. She's left with no choice but to use her beauty and her booty to get out of a sticky situation and complete the job.
WARNING: Contains explicit scenes of rough sex.
EXCERPT: They made out passionately for the next minute or so, and when the detective had finally extracted his tongue from her mouth, Sienna slid a hand up his hard bare chest and grinned, “Not so by the book after all, hmm?”
She grinded her hips up against his erection and he groaned, reaching up with his free hand for the zipper at the neck of her catsuit. He pulled it down, telling her, “I could be suspended for this, you know. Fired. You dirty little temptress.”
“It’ll be worth it,” she assured him.
She pulled the front of her catsuit open and her creamy white breasts popped out of it to rest against his face. “They’re all yours,” she gasped, feeling her nipples stiffen from cold night air even before he began licking them. Licking and suckling, the gun still held tight in one hand, finger just outside the trigger guard, primed and ready if she even thought about going for it.
The thrill, the danger of it all, sent shivers down Sienna’s spine, and she could feel her pussy growing hot and moist in the tight, suffocating leather of the catsuit. She wasn’t wearing any panties, luckily. She never did when she was out on a job. One gloved hand slid down low to play with herself, while the other pulled the detective’s boxers down and gripped his pulsing cock and stroked it up and down. Jesus Christ. What a cock. It was so thick, so long, at least nine inches.
A trickle of pre-cum dripped onto her glove, providing scant but much-appreciated lubrication as she jerked him off, slowly at first. Then faster. “Up and down,” she whispered in his ear as he moaned, buried his face deeper in her bosom. “Up and down the fucking shaft.”
He was fondling her tits with both hands now, the cold metal of the gun tickling her nipple as he kissed her and slipped his tongue in and out of her mouth. Her grip remained firm, unwavering, on his cock as they swapped saliva and explored each other’s mouths. His cock… it seemed to get harder and harder in her hand, threatening to explode as she jerked him faster and faster.
So big… so hard… God…
She felt like exploding herself. He sensed it and slid his hand down her catsuit, into the wide-open base of the zipper, to return the favor. She gasped as he slipped two fingers inside her dripping wet pussy, and thumbed her clit. He had such big, strong fingers. They were all soaked in her juices by now, and he was getting her even wetter with the way he was thumbing her clit. Circling it, and pressing up on it, and flicking it.
“Put the gun down,” she tried, “and play with my tits again?”
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Published April 29, 2012
by Arianna Moon.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.