Page 80 of Beyond the Badge: Crew

All thoughts fled her active brain, leaving her squirming as he worked her into a frenzy.

Driving her to the brink.

And he didn’t let up as an orgasm ripped through her, ripping every bone out of her body until all that was left of her was a sense of satisfaction.

And heaving lungs.

Holy shit.

This man knew how to eat pussy.

That made her doubt he was divorced because he sucked in bed. Though, it could be that he was a two-pump chump. She’d find out soon enough.

When she could muster the energy, she opened her eyes and lifted her head to see him kneeling between her still quivering thighs, his erection jutting out from his body.

The man had some staying power, she’d give him that. That gave her some hope he wouldn’t be a minuteman.

“You’re impressing me with how long you can hold an erection. I really thought you’d have to replace the condom before we got to the main event.”

“I don’t have another condom.”

“Oh. Well… Then I’m glad you’re still virile because I don’t have any, either. I haven’t stocked up on any yet since I wasn’t expecting to do debauchery in Fletcher’s bed so soon.”

His forehead wrinkled. “Debauchery?”

“Do you need to google it? I can show you how on that fancy device you use to make calls.”

He sighed. “Fletch will never know what we did in his bed.”

“Unless he has security cams set up in his house.”

He stared at her, doing his best to not look paranoid. “Have you noticed any?”

“I haven’t looked. I figured if he wanted to watch me sleep, shower or do… other things—”

“What other things?” he asked before she could finish.

“Walk around naked.”

“No. That’s not what you meant.”

“If you know what I meant, then why ask?”

“To hear you say it.”

“Oh, you’re into dirty talk?”

“Stating you masturbate is not dirty talk,” he informed her.

“Maybe not to you it isn’t, but I’m sure to some it is. Not that I said I masturbated. You did.”

“Let’s go back to the rule of you keeping your mouth shut.”

“Was that a rule or a strongly worded suggestion?”

“A requirement.”

“Do you get off on being a jerk?” she asked.

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