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Authors: Roxie Rivera
Tags: Erótica, <P>Nez needs money and help. There's only one man she can turn to: Greg, the SWAT cop who has looked after her since she was a homeless teenager. She expects him to give her a few hundred bucks to tide her over until she can find a new job but he offers so much more. </P>In exchange for supporting her, Greg wants a little quid pro quo—on his desk, in his shower and in his bed. After lusting after drop-dead sexy cop for years, Nez realizes this is an offer she can't refuse. Tonight, she's going to earn her keep!
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It's a skill you need to learn."
My belly quivered as he caressed my bare skin. "I'd like you to teach me."
"I can teach you a lot of things, Nez. You just have to ask."
I licked my lips as his fingertips left a blazing trail on my thigh. There was no mistaking the double
entendre. "It's not really a fair trade if you don't get something out of it, Greg."
He held my gaze, his eyes dark with lust and need. "What do you have to offer me, Nez?"
My belly flip-flopped. Desire bubbled in my core, the bright fizziness of lust spreading up into my
chest. I realized this was my chance. How many nights had I fantasized about Greg? How many nights had I
played with my pussy and rubbed my clit while imaging Greg's cock inside me?
Fingers trembling, I grasped his hand and widened my thighs. I slid his hand along my inner thigh until
his fingertips touched the silky fabric of my panties. "How about a tight, teen pussy that's only been fucked
once?"
Greg's nostrils flared as his lust overwhelmed him. "I'd say that's an offer I can't refuse."
I squeaked when his fingertips traveled along the seam of my pussy. The thin sheaf of fabric separating
my hot skin from his only heightened the experience.
"Are you sure?" Greg eyed me carefully. "Once we start this, I'm going to want all of you, Nez."
"I don't want you to stop." I grasped his other hand and brought it to my breast. My nipples were so
hard they buzzed and throbbed. He cupped me through my shirt and bra. "Fuck me, Greg. Right here. Right
now."
With a growl, he shot out of his seat. He clasped my face in his hands and captured my mouth in a
punishing kiss. Breathless and shaking, I clutched at his shirt and held on for dear life. His tongue stabbed
between my lips and swiped mine. I moaned and welcomed his searching tongue.
His hands roamed my body. I reveled in the erotic sensation of his big, strong paws moving over my
curves. He touched me like a man. There was no fumbling or hesitation. He knew exactly what he wanted
and he was going to take it.
"Oh!" I cried out when his lips dropped to the curve of my neck. His fingers tangled in the loose waves
of my hair. He tugged hard and tilted my head to the side, baring my neck to his nipping and licking. My
knees wobbled and threatened to buckle when he sucked a sensitive spot there. "Greg!"
He groaned against my skin, the sound so needy and desperate it left me trembling. I realized just how
long he'd been fighting his desire for me. How he'd kept it under control and behaved so honorably toward
me I'd never know. It proved to me just how good a man he truly was.
I gasped as Greg pushed on my shoulders and forced me flat onto my back atop his desk. He kicked
aside his chair and fell to his knees. Eyes wide, I lifted up on my elbows and stared at him. He grabbed the
hem of my skirt and shoved it up around my waist. I lifted my butt to help him push the black fabric out of
the way. He wasted no time grasping my panties and jerking them down my thighs. My shiny red pumps
fell to the floor. My panties quickly followed. I expected him to unzip his tactical pants but he stunned me
by clasping my inner thighs and shoving them wide apart.
"Put your feet on the desk," he ordered, his voice gruff.
I hastily complied. "What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm going to do?"
My face burned with embarrassment. I cupped the bare lips of my pussy. "You don't have to do that."
He gazed up at me in confusion. "Has anyone ever licked your pussy, Nez?"
I gulped but whispered, "No."
"I've dreamed about this," he admitted, his voice now husky. "I dreamed about pushing you down on
my desk, ripping off your panties and eating your juicy cunt."
I inhaled a sharp breath at his frank description. He parted me with his fingertips, revealing every inch
of my pink, delicate flesh. His fingertip circled my clit. My lips parted and I panted as he tormented me with
his exploring fingers.
When his tongue flicked my clit, I
My belly quivered as he caressed my bare skin. "I'd like you to teach me."
"I can teach you a lot of things, Nez. You just have to ask."
I licked my lips as his fingertips left a blazing trail on my thigh. There was no mistaking the double
entendre. "It's not really a fair trade if you don't get something out of it, Greg."
He held my gaze, his eyes dark with lust and need. "What do you have to offer me, Nez?"
My belly flip-flopped. Desire bubbled in my core, the bright fizziness of lust spreading up into my
chest. I realized this was my chance. How many nights had I fantasized about Greg? How many nights had I
played with my pussy and rubbed my clit while imaging Greg's cock inside me?
Fingers trembling, I grasped his hand and widened my thighs. I slid his hand along my inner thigh until
his fingertips touched the silky fabric of my panties. "How about a tight, teen pussy that's only been fucked
once?"
Greg's nostrils flared as his lust overwhelmed him. "I'd say that's an offer I can't refuse."
I squeaked when his fingertips traveled along the seam of my pussy. The thin sheaf of fabric separating
my hot skin from his only heightened the experience.
"Are you sure?" Greg eyed me carefully. "Once we start this, I'm going to want all of you, Nez."
"I don't want you to stop." I grasped his other hand and brought it to my breast. My nipples were so
hard they buzzed and throbbed. He cupped me through my shirt and bra. "Fuck me, Greg. Right here. Right
now."
With a growl, he shot out of his seat. He clasped my face in his hands and captured my mouth in a
punishing kiss. Breathless and shaking, I clutched at his shirt and held on for dear life. His tongue stabbed
between my lips and swiped mine. I moaned and welcomed his searching tongue.
His hands roamed my body. I reveled in the erotic sensation of his big, strong paws moving over my
curves. He touched me like a man. There was no fumbling or hesitation. He knew exactly what he wanted
and he was going to take it.
"Oh!" I cried out when his lips dropped to the curve of my neck. His fingers tangled in the loose waves
of my hair. He tugged hard and tilted my head to the side, baring my neck to his nipping and licking. My
knees wobbled and threatened to buckle when he sucked a sensitive spot there. "Greg!"
He groaned against my skin, the sound so needy and desperate it left me trembling. I realized just how
long he'd been fighting his desire for me. How he'd kept it under control and behaved so honorably toward
me I'd never know. It proved to me just how good a man he truly was.
I gasped as Greg pushed on my shoulders and forced me flat onto my back atop his desk. He kicked
aside his chair and fell to his knees. Eyes wide, I lifted up on my elbows and stared at him. He grabbed the
hem of my skirt and shoved it up around my waist. I lifted my butt to help him push the black fabric out of
the way. He wasted no time grasping my panties and jerking them down my thighs. My shiny red pumps
fell to the floor. My panties quickly followed. I expected him to unzip his tactical pants but he stunned me
by clasping my inner thighs and shoving them wide apart.
"Put your feet on the desk," he ordered, his voice gruff.
I hastily complied. "What are you doing?"
"What do you think I'm going to do?"
My face burned with embarrassment. I cupped the bare lips of my pussy. "You don't have to do that."
He gazed up at me in confusion. "Has anyone ever licked your pussy, Nez?"
I gulped but whispered, "No."
"I've dreamed about this," he admitted, his voice now husky. "I dreamed about pushing you down on
my desk, ripping off your panties and eating your juicy cunt."
I inhaled a sharp breath at his frank description. He parted me with his fingertips, revealing every inch
of my pink, delicate flesh. His fingertip circled my clit. My lips parted and I panted as he tormented me with
his exploring fingers.
When his tongue flicked my clit, I
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