I push inside her, and my whole fucking world rocks.
She's so tight. Impossibly tight. Her virgin pussy grips my cock like a vice, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from coming right then and there. The heat, the wetness, the way her body stretches to accommodate me, it's everything I imagined and more.
Fucking hell. What am I doing?
I thought I'd be in absolute control. Thought I'd fuck her hard and fast, claim her, then walk away. But the moment I'm inside her, I know that's not happening. She has no idea the effect she has on me. How my cock needs to be inside her. How I want to spend the rest of the day in bed going down on her and fucking her. In the bed. In the shower. Every fucking where.
"Danny," she gasps, her green eyes wide.
"I know, baby." I hold still, letting her adjust. "You're doing so good. Taking my cock like you were made for it."
She's a cop. I promised myself I'd hate them all. Hate the system. Hate the badge. But I can't hate her. Can't hate the woman who walked into a biker clubhouse alone to ask for help. Can't hate the curves beneath me, the soft whimpers escaping her throat, the way she's looking at me like I'm something more than a criminal.
I'm so fucking attracted to her. Not just physically, though god knows those curves are driving me insane, but her whole attitude. Her boldness. Her refusal to back down even when she's terrified. What cop does that? Especially a woman. Yet she didn't hesitate.
She's fucking awesome.
And I want to show her that when I said I'd fuck her hard, I meant it. But first, she needs to get used to my cock. This is her first time, and I'm not going to ruin it by being selfish.
I pull out slowly, watching her face. She whimpers at the loss, her pussy clenching around me like it doesn't want to let go. Then I push back in, smooth and steady, letting her feel every inch.
"How does that feel?" I ask, my voice strained.
"Full." Her hands grip the sheets beneath her. "So full."
"You can take more." I thrust again, deeper this time. "You're going to take all of me, baby. Every fucking inch."
She nods, her breasts bouncing with the movement. I watch them, mesmerized. I haven't even taken off her bra yet, too desperate to get inside her. Next time. Next time I'll worship every inch of her body properly.
Because there will be a next time. And another. And another.
I set a slow, steady rhythm, letting her body adjust to the invasion. Each thrust goes a little deeper, a little harder. And she's taking it like a pro. Her legs wrap around my waist, her hips lifting to meet mine, her moans getting louder and more shameless.
She clearly doesn't care who hears. And neither do I.
"Fuck, Amanda." I lean down, bracing myself on my forearms. "You feel so good. So tight around my cock."
"More," she gasps. "Danny, please. I need more."
That breaks my control. I hasten my pace, fucking her harder, deeper. The bed frame hits the wall with each thrust, and her moans turn to cries. Her tits bounce with each impact, and I want to rip that bra off and watch them properly.
But I don't stop. Can't stop. I fuck her like the curvy goddess she is. Like she deserves to be fucked. Hard and deep and relentless.
"Yes!" She arches beneath me. "Just like that. Don't stop."
"Wasn't planning on it." I grab her hip with one hand, angling her so I can go even deeper. "This pussy is mine now. Understand?"
"Yes," she moans.
I slam into her, and she screams. The sound is beautiful. Raw and desperate and completely uninhibited. I want to hear it again. I want to make her scream my name until her voice is hoarse.
I have no idea what's going to happen after this. Is this a one-time thing? A hate-fuck to get each other out of our systems? No. It doesn't feel like a hate-fuck. This feels like something more. Something dangerous.
I want this as much as she does. Want to know everything about her. Want to know why she became a cop when she clearly sees the corruption in the system. There's a story behind that decision, and I'm eager to know it.
Fucking hell. I'm willing to put my hate for cops aside for her. Just for her. To hear her voice. To be able to fuck her again and again.
"Never thought a cop would feel this good," I say, my voice rough with pleasure and dark humor.
