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„Hmmm, Tim, fuck,“ Lucy mewled in bed, hands cuffed to the bed, legs spread wide and Tim’s face buried deep in her pussy underneath the sheets, eating her out.
It was their day off and Tim wanted to start the day right with a long and lazy day in bed after not having her seen in almost a week. His fingers spread apart her pussy and he licked over her lips, using his teeth to gently nip at her flesh. Lucy bucked her hips at that, seeking more friction as he licked all around her folds, his saliva pooling and wetting her even more.
He loved the feel of her pussy on his tongue, her wetness leaking out, evidence of the arousal he could inflict upon her. She tasted like heaven and Tim lapped at her opening eagerly, swallowing every drop she offered to him. He could spend hours with her legs wrapped around his head, his tongue doing nothing else than lap away at her blazing heat.
Needing a breath, he pulls away from her core and removes the sheet, looking up at Lucy stretched above him, her chest rising and falling in a rapid face. Her hair was wild, and her eyes squeezed shut, her hips lifting off the bed to seek his mouth.
“Please Tim,” she moans, and he grinned, blowing hot hair against her. She shivered at the feel of it and a needy sigh escaped her when he moved both thumbs to spread her apart even wider, his tongue darting out to make direct contact with her clit. He licked around the fleshy nub, his tip finding the sensitive bundle of nerves. He pressed against her and Lucy flinched at the direct contact, a high-pitched moan escaping her.
He looks at her for a moment, enjoying the twitching muscles around his head before he pulls away again, his breath caressing her wet heat, making Lucy arch her body. He can see her lip drawn between her teeth and he grins, moving his head to the right to nip at her thigh.
“Look at me,” he husks and licks over her skin, Lucy’s eyes shooting open to stare down at him. Their eyes connect and Tim gives a wink before he sticks out his tongue and moves his head down, thrusting deep into her body. He curls his wet muscles and licks and swirly around, his nose nudging her clit to add to the sensation.
The added visual adds to her arousal and her pussy gushes around him, his tongue making sure to capture every drop. Her breathing was uneven, and her cuffs rattled as Lucy wiggled her arms, trying to hold on to something as he ate her out.
“I’m so close,” she moans, and Tim gathers his spit, licking up her folds to close his lips around her clit. He alternates between sucking and licking her bundle of nerves, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. With a loud cry, Lucy convulses as he laps at her frantically, her orgasm rolling through in waves, igniting a fire that spreads like wildfire through her.
Tim’s eyes are glued to her face as it contours into an o-shape, her breasts jiggling with every rattling breath she takes. He stays between her thighs, his mouth hovering over her as she rode out her high, his cock straining against the bed, hips rutting into the mattress. Deciding he needs to be inside her, he removes his mouth from her, licking his way up her body to close his mouth over hers, kissing her passionately as his hips grind into her sensitive folds.
“Hm, I love mornings like this,” he husks and Lucy squeaks when his hard length nestles between her lips, the heat alone making his cock twitch needily.
“Me too, but I love them even more when you’re inside of me,” she moans and Tim chuckles, his hands wrapping around her hips to lift her. Just as he is about to thrust in, the shrill sound of her phone cuts through the air, making both Tim and Lucy groan.
“It’s our day off,” he sighs and drops his forehead to her chest, lowering her back down while reaching blindly for her phone. He holds it up to her face and she shrugs her shoulders.
“It’s Grey.” Tim finally lifts his head and swipes at her phone, hitting the speaker button to listen in.
“Hello Sergeant,” she says, still slightly out of breath from her previous orgasm.
“Officer Chen, we need you in. Roll call is in 30 minutes…..and,” there’s a long pause, “Tell Sergeant Bradford to come as well. I presume the two of you are together given how out of breath you are.”
“We might be,” she murmurs, and Tim buries his face in her chest, both their cheeks flushing.
“30 minutes,” Grey repeats, and the line goes dead. Tim drops her phone and lets out a whiney sigh, his cock still hard and aching.
“You think we can…?” He starts as he bucks into her, but Lucy shakes her head, squeezing her thighs around him.
“30 minutes. There’s also a bunch of texts from the group, so I assume it’s urgent. We’ll continue this tonight.” She wiggles her wrists and Tim growls in disapproval as he reaches for the key, unlocking her cuffs to free her from the bed.
“You got it, or do you want to take a quick shower?” She raises an eyebrow, and Tim sticks out his lower lip.
“I’ll be fine,” he grumbles and climbs out of bed to get dressed.
In record time the two of them got dressed after Tim washed his face. He managed to will down his erection, but the tension was radiating off him. Lucy noticed he was gripping the wheel a little tighter as he drove and his teeth were clenched, so she leaned over the center console to run her fingers over his thigh.
“Lucy,” he warns her, but she giggles a little.
“What?” She asks innocently and lets her fingers draw circles on his knee.
“You’re not helping,” he mutters under his breath.
“Just trying to ease the tension a little.” She flattened her hand on his thigh and rubbed him a little, fingers running along the seam of his jeans.
“Easy for you to say, you at least got to come.” There’s a slight annoyance in his voice and she giggles again.
“We’re 5 minutes away. That means we have another 3 to spare. I’m happy to even the score,” she winks, and his eyes flick over to her for a split second, his foot hitting the gas pedal a little harder.
“You think you can get me off in under 3 minutes?” His eyebrow raises and Lucy squeezes his thigh, letting her hand run up and press against his crotch. He draws in a sharp breath and Lucy purses her lip, slipping her hand lower to cup him.
“We can be a few minutes late, blame it on traffic….and given the state you are in, it’s better for everyone’s safety if you’re a bit more relaxed.” He huffs at that and pulls into the parking garage of the station, driving through the dark space to the top parking deck. Once the car is parked in the car corner, he shuts it off and turns to her.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asks and Lucy squeezes him, feeling him harden just slightly.
“You know exactly what that means. There’s a reason people prefer it when you get laid regularly,” she grins cheekily, and her hands find his belt. She quickly opens it and now moves so both hands can undo his button and zipper, hand reading into his boxers to wrap her hand around his naked flesh.
“Are you saying I’m less scary?” His eyes squint and Lucy lets out a laugh, her hand twisting as she pulls him out.
“To me. Boot has a different ring after having it heard while you fuck my ass.” With that Lucy unbuckles herself and shifts to kneel on the passenger seat, both elbows resting on the center console as she lowers her head.
Whatever he wants to say dies down as Lucy flicks out her tongue and licks over his oozing tip. She hums at the taste and opens her mouth to lick along his soft skin, tongue tracing the bulging vein that runs from the base to his tip. She repeats the action several times and opens her mouth wide to take him inside, letting him glide along her tongue.
“Fuck,” he growls, and his hand grabs her hair, holding it as she sucked him deep into her. Her hands wrapped around his base to add to the stimulation, twisting them as she bobbed her head. He moves her hair out of the way to get a better look at her blowing him. He hits the back of her throat and Lucy hums and moans at the feel, hands tightening around him, moving along his dick with her mouth.
“Enjoying yourself?” She rasps as she pulls off him, giving herself a few seconds to refill her lungs with oxygen. Her lips are wet, and she looks at him with curious, mischievous eyes and he shakes his head in disbelief when her fingers squeeze his base, the palm of her other hand brushing over his tip. She works him with practiced ease, pushing him closer to the edge.
The familiar flutter in his lower body is a sigh and Lucy grins, rubbing her palm over him before gripping him tightly, sliding down her head, and sucking him back into her mouth. This time she doesn’t stop halfway but relaxes her throat and slips him in deeper. She swallows around him and Tim growls at the feeling, hands tightening in her hair and pressing her down further. He holds there as she struggles to breathe, muscles massaging him in just the right way.
“I’m close,” he grunts, and Lucy lets him glide out of her mouth, jerking him roughly.
“Let go,” she pants and for the last time, she dives down. Her mouth closes around his tip and she slides down, this time the sound of his phone going off interrupting them. Tim’s hip jumps and he unexpectedly slides down too fast, Lucy gagging and coughing around him.
Before either knows what’s happening her head snaps up and Tim is coming at the same time, his semen spurting out, landing on her cheek and lips. They grunt at that, but Lucy is quick to gather her wits, opening her mouth to close around his tip, the last spurts landing on her tongue as she swallows.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m so sorry,” he moans, and Lucy makes sure he’s done before she lets go of him, looking at his face a bit miffed. He’s panicking slightly and reaches for his phone, trying to save himself by accepting the call.
“Hello?” He breathes out and bites his cheeks as Lucy wipes at her face, trying to get rid of his cum. He reaches out and helps her, Lucy giving him a look, so he pulls away again as she rummages through the glove compartment for some tissues.
“Where the fuck are you? Roll call started 5 minutes ago,” Angela's voice comes through the phone loud and clear.
“Traffic,” Tim rasps.
“I saw your car pull in about 10 minutes ago. You two get your horniness under control and get here before Grey is ripping you a new one.”
“Please tell me he doesn’t know,” Tim groans and pinches the bridge of his nose.
“No, but you better hurry up, I’ll cover for you.” She answers in a clipped down and Tim blows out a breath.
“I owe you one,” he replies, and Angela chuckles a little.
“You’ll announce on Instagram that I’m your BFF. Consider your debt paid after,” she teases with a low voice.
“You are crazy. I won’t do that.”
“Yes, you will, or everyone knows you were late because you got your freak on in the parking garage.”
“We didn’t….” he tried to argue, but Angela cut him off.
“Yes, you did. You didn’t deny it before. Now get your ass here.” With that, Angela hangs up and Tim puts away his phone, turning his head to see Lucy looking into the mirror.
“I’m sorry,” he mutters, and Lucy turns to look at him.
“I can’t believe I have to walk into roll call smelling like you,” she squints her eyes at him and purses her lips and Tim’s eyes darken at the thought.
“Can you check if I got everything?” She tilts her head and Tim leans over, inspecting her face. Moving her hair, he sees a bit of his cum behind her earlobe, already drying, and his cock twitches.
“There’s some right there, but….,” he leans closer and turns her head to kiss her softly, “keep it there.”
“What, no?!” She tries to turn her head, but Tim cups her jaw and holds her face to him.
“Keep it there and I promise, if you’re being a good boot, I’ll reward you later,” he husks and licks over her lips, pulling away to tug himself into his jeans and getting out of the car. Lucy sits dumbfounded, the switch in mood surprising her. She stares after him, the annoyance from before replaced with a desire to find out how he would reward her later.
“You coming, Boot?” He yells and Lucy moves her hair over her shoulder, scrambling out of the car to follow him.
TBC....mebbe?