Page 46 of Blue

“Come on. I need to feel it. Squeeze my cock and cum for me,” he ordered.

His fingers circled her sensitive nub. His dick slid deeper and harder. Her body bucked back and forth with him. Her breasts swayed, and her ass jiggled. All the sensations overwhelmed her mind. She was about to short-circuit.

Higher and higher, he drove her. In and out. In and out.

In. pinch. Out. Rub. In. Pinch. Out.

She screeched when her orgasm finally ripped through her. Quaking, she held onto the tree for dear life as she rode the pleasure he’d given her.

“The fuck?” An unfamiliar voice hollered.

“Hold it right there!” another man shouted.

A bright light illuminated their dark spot of privacy. It blinded Blue as she turned toward the voices.

“Stop what you’re doing!”

Dizzy, still in a fog from orgasm, she couldn’t register what the hell went on. Mooky tugged her upward against him.

“The fuck you want?” Mooky hissed as he turned her and hugged her tight to her chest.

“Keep your hands where I can see them.”

What the hell? Hands?

“Yeah, it’s him. Mooky, see.”

Blue couldn’t. Trying to shield her eyes from the blaring flashlights pointed at them, she ducked her head against Mooky’s chest.

“Come with me, ma’am,” someone said.

A hand took hold of her arm. Instinctively, she jerked, trying to get loose.

What the hell was going on?

Disoriented, Blue tried to gain her bearings as her heart hammered in her ears. She stumbled with her jeans around her ankles as someone pulled her away from Mooky.

“Jesus Christ, at least let her pull her pants up,” Mooky barked.

“What the fuck?” Blue demanded.

Blinking, she tried to focus her eyes in the brightness. Still trying to gain her footing, she felt like a baby deer caught in headlights. Realizing her tits were out, she brought her hands up to cover them.

“Charles Retz, you’re under arrest for the assault of an officer and whatever the hell this is.”

“What?” Blue wriggled her arm free from the other cop.

“You too, ma’am.”

They were cops! The realization slugged her in the gut. They were arresting them. With her head spinning, bile rose in her throat. This couldn’t be happening.

“You’ve got to be fucking joking!” Mooky hollered as one cop stepped behind him. “She didn’t do a goddamn thing.”

“Indecent exposure,” the other officer said as he reached for Blue’s wrist.

Head spinning, she could barely keep up.

“Excuse me!” she snapped and stepped away from him. “If you’d let me—”

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