Fuck Me Santa
A selection of erotic flash fiction just for Christmas
By Amber Drake
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Copyright 2011 Amber Drake
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Home for Christmas
My back crashes against the door and before I can gasp a breath he is crashing against me. He grabs my hands and pulls them high, pinning them with one of his own then reaches down to yank up my skirt and rip off my panties.
We don’t have long, minutes maybe until the carollers finish singing and his mum and my dad return to finish decorating the tree. But I’m so wet right now it doesn’t matter. We’ve been sending secret signals all evening with eyes and lips so by the time our chance finally arrived we were both ready to pop.
“Say it,” he hisses as he pulls my leg up to rest on his hip and opens his pants with urgent fingers.
“Fuck me, big brother,” I reply and my words send wicked shots of arousal through us both.
Looking into my eyes he angles his body, positions his thick cock and thrusts inside.
We both moan but there is no time for gentleness. Gripping my hips he thrusts hard and fast into my cunt, grunting with each deep plunge.
“Sweet… Sweet baby sister.” He gasps into my ear, his hips rocking faster, grinding against me just right.
My climax is rushing towards me, so fast, too fast. My head falls back and hits the door I can’t help it. Just feels so good. My step-brother’s dick is stretching and pumping so deep, slamming against my clit and driving me higher.
His hand clamps over my mouth seconds before I can scream my pleasure and the feel of his large hand over my mouth is so darkly erotic I come all over again. Three long thrusts of his cock into my hungry cunt and he stiffens, grunting into my hair as his cum floods my pussy.
The carollers finish and we break apart. The front door closes, my step-brother buttons and zips his pants and I pull down my skirt and flatten my hair. Footsteps grow closer on the hard wood floor and we settle back at our places by the tree, I’m hanging tinsel while he hangs the balls. We turn and smile innocently when our parents return.
I notice him snatch something from the tree and almost laugh out loud when I see that he’s hastily hiding my panties in his pocket.
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Bad Santa
“Call me Santa,” he says as he delivers a sharp smack to my ass. “You’ve been a bad little elf, haven’t you, tipsy? Drinking on the job, playing with the toys. I could smell your slutty scent on the dildos you know.”
“I’m sorry, Santa,” I moan and let out a yelp when he smacks my tender butt cheek again.
There must be a red handprint there my now. Angry and red, it feels so hot and sort of tingly as the sting subsides. He spanks my bottom again and again and soon my pussy is clenching and flooding with each slap of that large hand on my sensitive ass cheek.
When his hand stops and comes to rest on my thigh I nearly protest but then his hand slides up the inside to where my pussy is heavy and waiting to be touched.
“So wet, my little elf.”
“Touch me,” I moan wriggle my butt as best I can, not easy when bent over his knee.
“You promise to be a good girl next year?” he asks as his fingers delve between my soaking folds to stroke over my clit.
“Yes.”
He chuckles and drags his thumb over my clit as one long finger circles my tiny little hole. “Yes, I’ll be a good girl? Or yes, Fuck me?”
I cry out impatiently and buck against his hand. “I’ll be a good girl! Now fuck me, Santa!”
Kinky Hook-ups
Mature male looking for
naughty elf in need of a
good spanking.
No fairies or witches please
Unavailable Xmas Eve
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So Wrong
“Fuck this is so wrong.” I mutter between my teeth when my back hits the wall and my pants hit the floor.
All I can do is watch as the sexiest Santa I’ve ever seen drops to her knees in front of me. She’s wearing the full red suit but this one clings to her curves. She’s also wearing the full white bearded. That is the wrong part.
The white polyester moustache tickles my lower belly and the beard tickles my balls and none of that matters because right this second my dick is sliding into her hot wet mouth.
Her incredible tits are pushing out against the red coat, buttons are almost popping but it’s the beared that’s making my cock rock hard. How fucked up is that?
“That’s it… Ooh suck me, Santa.”
So. Fucking. Wrong.
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Dirty Boss
Office Party. Almost Midnight. Someone’s singing Christmas carols out of tune just outside the office door. Usually I just drink too much, maybe puke somewhere embarrassing. Not tonight.
I’m pretty sure my boss, Jack has no idea who I am, he was pretty drunk when he grabbed me by the hand and dragged me in here. He just wanted to fuck and lucky for him, so did I or we’d be in the police station by now. He didn’t seem interested in anything other than bending me over his desk, shoving aside my panties and cramming himself into my tight cunt.
Now he was giving me the fuck of my life. He didn’t give my body time to adjust to his thick cock; he just started thrusting right away. Pulling nearly all the way out only to plough back in, again and again, taking my cunt hard and fast and rough the way I like.
It doesn’t take long with him grunting above me, his dick stretching my cunt, my fingers rubbing my clit in time with his thrusts. I let out a breathless yell when my climax hits in a rush of light and pleasure and he groans when my pussy clamps around him. Three more thrusts and his cum floods me till I can feel it dripping down my thighs.
“That was fucking incredible, Pam,” he gasps as he buttons his pants and strolls out. “You’re fired.”
I stand there with my mouth open and barely manage a, “What?”
“You fucked the boss – Me – It’s against company policy.” He waved a hand and took another drink. “It was in your contract. You’ll get your dismissal papers and severance pay in a day or two. Oh yeah, Merry Christmas.”
I sat there for a full minute. Mouth still hanging open. That fucking asshole!
Lucky my name wasn’t Pam.
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Vixen
Another Christmas all alone. Ben should have been used to it by now but he was starting to wonder if it would ever stop hurting, if he would ever be able to enjoy this holiday again.
It had been five years tonight. The argument. The storm. The way she threw her hands in the air and stomped out. It was a stupid fight. Any other night they would have made-up with a bout of hot steamy sex but not that night. She took a drive to calm her nerves but it was Christmas Eve, it was raining hard. No way could she have seen the drunk driver.
Ben died that night too. Now every Christmas Eve he packed up and took a trip into the mountains. He couldn’t bare the celebrations and the words ‘Merry Christmas’ sent pain through his chest.
As the moon hung high and heavy above and the fire crackled and popped Ben finally felt himself relax. It was so perfect out here. The smell of burning wood and the wilderness was intoxicating.
He jumped when a branch snapped. Turning he let out a nervous laugh when a tall, silky looking reindeer stepped out of the woods. It was beautiful. Big brown eyes, shiny smooth fur, antlers set atop her head should have looked awkward but looked perfect somehow.
It didn’t seem scared at all. Carefully he reached out his hand and was surprised when she didn’t pull away. Under his fingers her fur was even softer then it looked and to his pleasure she nuzzled his hand.
Then right before his eyes she started to sparkle, shimmer… And as his disbelieving eyes widened the beautiful reindeer transformed into something very different.
She was a head shorter than him. But he knew those large brown eyes and her long silky brown hair fell down her back and over her shoulders, coving what looked like large, high breasts.
She was naked. She was smiling at him. When she dropped to her knees and opened his pants he was already rock hard.
Her brown eyes never left his as she engulfed his cock in her hot mouth.
“Oh. My. God.” His voice came out a long series of groans as she worked her beautiful mouth over his dick.
So hot and wet and tight. Her lips slid over the sensitive tip, up his shaft and back again. Sucking, licking, stroking. He combed his fingers into her hair and held on tightly, letting her set the pace, letting her suck his cock the way she wanted… The way he wanted.
Fuck it was like she was enjoying a lollypop the way she moaned around him and sucked him deep into her mouth so the head bumped against the back of her throat.
It didn’t take long. It had been such a long time since he’d been touched by a woman that a few long deep strokes of her mouth, a few good hard sucks and a flick of her tongue sent him over the edge. He let out a yell as the pleasure rushed through his groin and he watched wide-eyed as the hot little vixen swallowed his cum.
It took him a moment to recover but soon enough he had his breath back and looked to see her laying on the ground, her legs wide apart and her pussy parted, full bush splitting like a flower to reveal her clitty and tiny pink hole.
Ben was rock hard again but he wanted to take it slower this time. When he dipped his head between her thighs she looked at him, surprised but then smiled and lay back, moaning eagerly as he licked his tongue up her pussy from hole to clit.
Her whole body was trembling as he licked her, fucking her with his tongue then sucking her clit between his lips and sucking, flicking till she came apart, coming on his mouth as he held her thighs firmly in place. Her cry of pleasure was like music and bells on the wind and her eyes were glazed and smiling when he crawled up her body and slammed his dick into her still contracting cunt.
She wrapped her whole body around him and held on content to simply feel as he fucked her hard and fast into the snow. Under the moon and stars ben pumped his cock into her incredibly tight cunt again and again. She felt so fucking good, squeezing his dick, swallowing it in her pussy that all too soon he felt that warm hum in his balls.
Slowly he pulled free but her cry of frustration was soon squelched when he flipped her onto all fours and eased his cock back into her tight cunt from behind. He bit into his bottom lip and fought for control as he pulled nearly all the way out and eased back in. it just felt so fucking good he wanted to feel every twinge, every tight inch of her cunt as it slowly enveloped his dick over and over.
She moaned and writhed beneath him. Her body was so long and smooth and shone like alabaster in the moonlight, her lustrous chestnut hair hanging over her right shoulder, showing the long stretch of her back. Ben slid one hand down her back and delivered a sharp smack to her perfect round ass.
Her cry of delight and tightening muscles of her pussy told him that she liked that very much. He did it again and again. Finally she looked over her shoulder at him, her huge brown eyes almost black with passion.
He gripped her hips and fucked her. Thick hard cock into tight wet cunt again and again. Long and deep and hard his thrusts got faster and faster. So fucking tight. So fucking good. He reached around rubbed her clit till her body suddenly rose up, tensed and contracted around his dick, milking, pulsing, squeezing till white hot heat exploded in the back of his head and his cock flexed in her cunt sending streams of cum deep into her still trembling body.
The next morning Ben woke by the embers of his fire. Sitting up he scratched his head and looked around. Had it all been a dream?
He stood up and with a rush of excitement he looked down at the footprints in the snow. Footprints too small to be his led into the woods but half way they changed into clear hoof-prints.
They led further and he followed only to find himself in another clearing not so far from his own campground. There was a tent and a rekindled fire crackling. A pretty blonde woman knelt in cut-offs that showed her nice legs and a slightly too tight checked blouse, feeding wood into the flame.
“Hi,” he said, not wanting to give her a fright or look like a perve. “Sorry I was following a reindeer.”
She looked up at him, cautious at first but her face soon broke into a warm smile. It was like the sun breaking through storm clouds.
“Beauty wasn’t she?” The woman poured two cups of tea and held one out to Ben. When he took one and sat by the fire she said, “Merry Christmas.” And for the first time in five years it didn’t hurt. He smiled back into her blue eyes and pretty face and said, “Merry Christmas.”
END
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Other Titles by Amber Drake
Daddy’s girl fucks like a porn star and sucks like a pro.
Can he find the strength to resist or will he lose everything for a few moments of carnal pleasure.
Shaun was the bad boy. The key word is *was*. There *was* a time when he would drink all night and fuck anything that moved. But that’s not who he is anymore. A close call with the law and the loss of his best mate has opened his eyes.
Now he has a plan. Married to a beautiful, intelligent older woman he’s going to grow the hell up. Stop screwing around and make a life, a good adult life… The problem? Jezz, his new nineteen year old step-daughter is home from Uni.
An Erotic short story
Warning: Several explicit sexual scenes, dirty talk, daddy fantasies, pseudo-incest
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I have this plan you see. It’s a good plan. I want to get my life on track, be a better person, and become the man I always thought I would be. You know, responsible and grown up and home-owning, all that shit that adults do and at thirty I am well and truly an adult.
That’s where Julie came in. She’s mature and grown up, quite a bit older than me but not by too much. If anyone could keep a guy like me on the straight and narrow it would be her…
The problem? The problem is right this second barely covered by my expensive black silk sheets. Her long dirty-blonde hair is fanned out on the pillow, her eyes have just opened and she’s smiling up at me like the cat that got the cream.
“Morning, Step daddy.”
Stifling a groan I open the bedroom door and point out into the hall. “Get out.”
You’d think she’d be offended, hurt even but not Jezz. Oh no she just smiles and shakes her head. “No.”
“Look last night was a mistake. You know it and I know it. Now get out of my bed.”
She sits up and the sheet falls to her waist baring her perfect tits. They’re full and high and round and look like the hottest fucking porn star tits. It’s amazing that they’re real. I know for a fact that they are since I spent a great amount of time with them last night.
“No. I wanna fuck again.”
“Yeah well I don’t.”
She looks down at my cock standing to attention and arches an eyebrow at me. “I’m not sure that your dick agrees with that.” She rises onto her knees and the sheet falls off her completely. Now there is nothing covering her shaved cunt or her long tanned thighs. “I bet if you grabbed my hair and forced that beast into my mouth I could make you pop like warm champagne.”
Yeah that cracked me. She is such an arrogant little bitch. If she wants it so damn bad then I’ll give it to her. Three strides bring me to the edge of the bed and without warning my hand shoots out; I do indeed grab her hair and force my dick into her mouth.
She struggles at first, surprised that I actually gave in but with my cock in her throat there isn’t much she can do but suck and work those slut lips over my shaft. I pump my dick in and out, fucking her sassy mouth the way it deserves.
“That’s it you little slut.” I look down at her with her lips wrapped around my dick, saliva has started seeping out from the corner of her mouth. “Suck my cock till it pops. Gonna blow in your whore mouth.”
She moans and it sends the sweetest vibrations up my shaft. Looking down I can see her hand between her own thighs. The little nympho is twiddling her clit and finger fucking herself while she sucks me. That is so fucking hot.
“Oh yeah you fucking whore, rub that clitty,” I mutter, never taking my eyes off her mouth or her hand in her cunt. “You like that huh? Like sucking daddy’s cock?”
She moans again and her hand is moving faster. Stepdaughter has a kink.
I grip her head and fuck her mouth faster. “That’s the way, baby.” I can feel my cock swelling in her mouth, my balls pulling up tightly, won’t be long now. “You suck daddy’s cock like a good girl.”
It’s building up. Fuck her mouth feels so good. Hot and wet and her lips are wrapped tightly around the shaft. She sucks and her tongue flicks and the head of my dick butts against the back of her throat.
“Gonna blow in your mouth, baby,” I moan. Fuck its right there. So good. “Gonna swallow daddy’s cum? ”
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Vicky
is one hot and horny cleaning lady and right now her sights are set
on her boss’s hunky sons.
No way are they turning down the chance to fuck the sexy cleaning lady but it’s the final bout of group sex that will really melt your knocking boots.
An Erotic short story
Warning: Several explicit sexual scenes, dirty talk, group sex
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I confess I have it bad. My bosses three sons, Greg, John, and Perry are the three most fuckable men I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen my share of fuckable men, believe me.
I’m Vicky and my job is pretty simple, I’m a cleaning lady and I work for several different people through an agency called Maid by the Hour. This, however, is probably my largest, most valuable client. Julie has me in three days a week to do pretty much everything but I don’t see her much as her job keeps her away from early till late.
But back to the boys. They are the three grown sons of my client, Julie, home for the holidays for the next few weeks. And they are smoking!
Greg is the oldest, possibly a couple of years older than me. He’s tall and strong looking, a handsome clean shaved face and blue eyes that flash when he smiles. I never see him without his shirt and tie. It’s possible he’s a lawyer or something like that. He’s well-spoken and always polite but I don’t miss the way his expression shifts, darkens sometimes when I’m dusting and my shirt lifts slightly, revealing my smooth midriff.
John is a few years younger then me. He looks like a bricklayer. Stocky, muscular, hairy. He doesn’t have a beard but I don’t think I’ve ever seen him clean-shaven. He reminds me of a bull and seems very happy in his own skin. I lost count of how many times he’s walked by in just a towel or a pair of shorts. Not that I’m complaining. His wide hairy chest and tight ass are very enjoyable to watch.
And then there’s Perry. I like Perry. He’s about the same age as me and I think he might be a personal trainer. He’s tall like Greg, but his arms are more defined, his thighs thicker, his six-pack abs make my mouth water. He likes talking and often he’ll follow me around while I clean. We’ll talk about movies and music and share jokes that nobody else ever seems to get. Sometimes I blush when he smiles at me. I haven’t blushed since I was a teenager.
The first few weeks were uneventful. Julie warned me that her sons were home for a few weeks and told me just to do what I could.
It was about week three that things got interesting. I was dusting in the hallway when John’s door suddenly flew open. It was strange really. A few things happened all at once. I turned, my eyes wide, I thought I was alone. He looked just as shocked to see me there and in that moment the towel he was wearing fell to the ground.
I couldn’t help it, I swear! He was just there and naked and I looked down… Holy Shit. The man was hung. I suppose I should have guessed given his build that he’d have a yummy fat cock, but still. My body flooded with heat and my pussy clenched and I think I leaked a little on my panties.
“Do you have a licence for that beast?” The words were out before I realised I was speaking. He didn’t seem to mind.
“Why?” He lifted his brows at me. “Wanna take it for a ride.”
I licked my lips as I thought about that and his eyes widened when I didn’t respond right away. Talking about responding. His cock just got fatter and longer.
“That’s not a ‘no,’” he said, smirking.
All I could manage was a naughty smile. Saying yes to random sex with men I don’t really know does not come naturally. That didn’t mean I was saying no.
“Babe,” he murmured, grabbed my hand and yanked me inside. I think I dropped my feather duster.
He made quick work of my short black skirt and white blouse. He eyed my stockings, garter belt and matching bra and something like a growl rumbled through his chest.
“You always wear this sexy shit at work?” He licked his lips and his gaze settled on where my bra was barely holding my breasts.
I smiled and looked away. “Sometimes. It’s like a little secret.”
“Hmm.” He nodded like he totally understood what I meant then with one rough shove he pushed me down on the bed.
We knelt together, his front to my back. His now rock hard erection pressed up along my back and his arm wound around me and dipped down to seek out my pussy. He groaned when he felt how wet my panties were. With a twist of his fist there was a ripping sound and the panties were gone.
“Fuck you’re so wet,” he murmured into my ear, licking around the shell then kissing down my throat, across my shoulder. “Want me to fuck you, babe?”
“Yes,” I moaned and wiggled my ass against his cock. “I want to feel you stretching my twat.”
He groaned and thrust against me. Nipping at my shoulder his fingers parted my soaking folds and settled either side of my clit. I let out a little cry when he started a rhythm of circling, rubbing, squeezing – Ooooh…
“Knew you’d be a horny little bitch. Gonna take all my fat cock.”
With a slight adjustment he positioned his cock at my entrance and shoved inside. We both gasped at his first thrust. There was pleasure and pain, he was thick and I was tight. He gave me barely a second before he gripped my hips and started thrusting, hard, fast, rough.
I reached back blindly, wrapping my arms around the back of his neck. He took me hard, no mercy, no tenderness, just hot, rampant sex. I was right, he was like a bull and the way he fucked only intensified my opinion.
He grunted and groaned and his arms were like iron bands holding my body to his lust, seeking his pleasure through his rapidly pumping cock. The only indication that he was aware I was even there was his fingers still stroking and rubbing my clit.
I loved it. Loved how impersonal it was. It was like one of those fantasies many farm girls have of being mounted by a bull. He was so big; his coarse hair scratched my back, his thick cock pumped mercilessly into my tight wet cunt. There was no emotion here, no ties just pleasure.
My whole body trembled, my pussy clenched and contracted around his prick, my toes curled and… And… Oh fuck! It was like a wave of heat flowed from my cunt, down my thighs and up to my brain shutting off all thought. So hot. So good.
“Oh bloody hell, babe.” He gasped against my cheek; his movements were getting jerky, irregular, urgent. “You’re really coming… Feel you coming all over my dick… Strangling my… Uuhh yeah!” Three long, smooth thrusts and his whole body shook. “Ahhh Vicky.” The words moaned out of him in a sea of rapturous bliss as his cum shot out deep inside my still quivering cunt.
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Erotic
Adventures of Selena Cherry, Bounty Hunter
“I’m Selena Cherry, I’m thirty-two, blonde and dangerously hot… Oh and I’m the second most kickass bounty hunter this side of Hotslide City.”
Selena is on the trail of armed robber, Mike Hicks and she’s not the only one. The high reward on his head has attracted the attention of another bounty hunter, the smoking hot Hunter Rex and the two accomplices in the robbery may just want Mike dead.
Needless to say Mikey-boy is laying low but Selena always gets her man. A sexy trap with her as bait will lead to more than she expected in this high speed erotic tale of sex and danger on the streets of Hotslide City.
Warning: Contains explicit sex scenes, oral sex, hand-jobs, and one climactic gangbang…
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Chapter 1
“Oh my God, don’t stop!” My head pressed back hard into the pillows while between my thighs my neighbour, Charlie, licked his tongue firmly across my swollen clit.
There is one thing I know unarguably to be true. A man who knows how to use his mouth on a woman is worth his weight in gold. They are few and far between and sweet heaven I’ve found one. No strings, no drama, just a good satisfying fuck when I need one.
I reached up blindly and sank my fingers into the top of the bed. Spreading my thighs wider I felt my whole body trembling as Charlie swirled his tongue around my clit then gently sucked it between his lips.
“Fuck, Charlie!” I cried out again, digging my heels into the mattress.
I could feel it building, my whole body tensing, preparing for that final beautiful moment when…
The mobile on my nightstand vibrated violently. BUZZZ! BUZZZ! And the deep silky voice of Errol Brown sang, “I believe in miracles, where you from, you sexy thing.”
Charlie chuckled against my thigh and slowly kissed his way down to my knee. “Aren’t you going to answer it?”
I sighed then moaned as he grazed his lips over my knee. “Shit,” I muttered and reached out to answer the phone. As Charlie kissed his way down my leg then flicked his tongue out to take quick licks around my ankle I smiled and barked into the phone, “Selena Cherry.”
“Selena!” Loretta’s voice squealed out at me from the office. “How soon can you get your ass into the office?”
“I’m a little busy at the moment,” I muttered and sank my teeth into my bottom lip to hold in an excited moan as Charlie started kissing his way back up my leg, my thigh then blew a gust of cool air on my heated pussy. “Can it wait till tomorrow?”
He grinned up at me, his mouth hovering so close to my pussy. My whole body ached for him to fuck me, lick me anything just to release the tension.
“No it can’t wait!” Loretta sighed and I could almost see the frustrated expression on her pixie-like face. “We have a new skip for you. This is a big one. We lose this one we’re all up shit creek.”
Charlie’s mouth was on my stomach, moving slowly upwards till he took one ripe pink nipple between his lips and sucked. I let out a gasp and shut my eyes at the pleasure of it.
“Selena, are you alright?”
Shit! “Yes I’m fine.” I swotted him away but he wouldn’t be deterred. He crawled up over me till his weight was crushing me into the bed, his hips between my thighs and his cock pressing against my soaking opening. “Aren’t we always up shit creek in this business?” I managed as Charlie, never losing eye-contact, slid his cock deep inside my hungry cunt.
Resting his weight on his outstretched arms he took me with long, deep strokes. I always loved watching him as he made love to me. His face was so expressive. His cock was in heaven when he slid it inside my tight hole and his whole body showed me how good he felt.
Unknowing of what was happening, Loretta prattled on, “Yes dear, we are always up shit creek in this business – we walk a tight rope over thin ice and all that. Trust me when I say that this is a big one.”
“I believe you,” I said breathlessly as Charlie pulled nearly all the way out before thrusting back inside.
“If you don’t come someone else will,” Loretta threatened. “You know Hunter will definitely come.”
Just the name, Hunter, sent hot shivers down my spine and tingles of pleasure through my lower belly. That man was sex wrapped in more sex and covered in chocolate.
As if on cue Charlie, rolled his hips, hitting that spot inside that made my whole body purr.
“Don’t give it to him!” I covered my cry with what I hoped was outrage.
“So you’ll come?” Loretta’s voice lifted another octave. “Say you’ll come.”
I let out an unintended moan as my body tightened instinctively around Charlie’s thick cock. He just felt so good and mixed with all this talk about coming… Well.
“Holy shit!” Loretta’s voice gushed over the phone. “Selena Cherry, are you having sex right now?”
“I refuse to answer that question,” I replied and bit my lip again as Charlie licked his tongue up my throat. He was moving faster now, harder.
“Who is it? Is he hung?”
I laughed, pressed the red hang-up button and dropped the phone.
“Oh fuck, Selena,” Charlie moaned into my ear. He was thrusting harder now and I could feel him trembling above me. He was close.
If I wanted to come I was going to have to catch up. I wrapped my legs around his pumping hips, secured my hands above my head, shut my eyes and let the images flow. Brad Pitt, Johnny Depp… Hunter.
His long black hair, light brown skin, dark eyes, full lips. Those wide shoulders and leather pants. I pictured those leather pants around his knees, his bare ass pumping in the rhythm Charlie was fucking me. Against a wall, my hands tied, held captive to his lust.
I heard Loretta’s words in my head, You know Hunter will definitely come… And my world exploded in molten white pleasure.
Coming down I heard and felt Charlie moan and rock through his own climax.
An hour later I was showered, dressed and strutting through the doors of Frank Harding’s Bail Bonds office.
I’m Selena Cherry, I’m thirty-two, blonde and dangerously hot… Oh and I’m the second most kickass bounty hunter this side of Hotslide City.
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I sat in the office flicking through the paper work Loretta had handed me. The skip’s name was Mike Hicks, he seemed to be a low ranking member or accessory to enough shit to be in the record books. He was damned lucky he’d gotten bail at all and Loretta was right, they were all up shit creek if this one slipped through.
“He’s up for armed robbery,” Loretta sat on the other side of the desk and lit up a cigarette. “He and a couple of other guys knocked off a line of convenience and liquor stores.”
“I remember this one,” I said still reading. “His two so-called mates scarpered and left him to take the wrap.”
She nodded. “Looks like they’re hoping that he’ll make a deal for a reduced sentence to turn in the location of the other two.”
“Shit,” I snapped the file shut and stood up. “Are we sure he’s still alive?”
“Yeah, his mother said he called this morning to talk to his brother,” She replied perching on the edge of the desk.
“And?”
“His brother wasn’t there.”
I rolled my eyes and was about to say something else when Frank strode in with a leather-clad Hunter close on his heels.
Two more different yet equally virile men could not exist in the same room. Both were tall with broad shoulders and both were devilishly sexy but that was where the similarities ended.
Frank was a poster-boy for metro men. His suits were always high fashion, expensive cuts and fit him as though each were made personally for him. Today he was dressed in black slacks and a crisp white shirt that looked like he’d rolled the sleeves to his elbows when in fact they were actually cut and stitched that way. His hair was stylishly trimmed close to his head and he even managed to pull of the sexy, unshaven shadow.
Hunter on the other hand. He was about a foot taller than Frank with long black hair that fell in waves to his wide shoulders. He wore a black leather vest and matching pants that buttoned at the front and did nothing to hide the size the impressive package he kept in them.
“Look, mate,” Frank was saying, throwing me a wink as he picked up his messages off Loretta’s desk. “I told you, we have skips for you but their small ones. Take ‘em or leave ‘em.”
“And I told you that I don’t deal with the small shit,” Hunter growled, barely sparing me a look before taking a seat in Loretta’s chair. “Look, I’ll level with you my last client stiffed me a grand. I need cash now. I need the big one.” He spun in the chair then leaned his elbows on the desk. “I know for a fact that Mike Hicks Failed to Appear. I want it.”
Me and Loretta exchanged a wide-eyed look and when she pointed to the door I didn’t argue. While the two men continued to debate I carefully picked up my bag and the file and backed out towards the door.
But Hunter spotted me and met my wide grin with a glare. He looked back at Loretta. “Oh no you didn’t.”
“Don’t you take that tone in my office!” She returned, all the while waving me out the door with a hand behind her.
“Technically, Loretta,” Frank interrupted still sifting through the messages and mail. “It’s my office.”
“At last! Some sanity.” Hunter threw his hand in the air. “Tell her to sign the job to me so I can catch the guy already.”
“Yeah, I’m the one who told her to give it to Selena,” Frank said. “But I’m sure if you ask Loretta nicely she’ll hand you a bunch of other FTA’s for you to hunt down and cash in.”
“What the fuck, Frank?” Hunter slammed his hand down on the desk. “You gave the biggest skip you’ve had in years to Buffy.”
“My name isn’t Buffy!” I slid the file into my bag mainly so I wouldn’t be tempted to hurl it at him. “I’ve tracked down and brought in just as many skips as you have, more in fact because this is my job while you just do it part time when you’re little private dick hobby runs dry.”
“Oh please,” he sighed and his head fell back, making his long black hair cascade and shimmer around his tattooed shoulders. “You chase drunk drivers and small time moron’s caught with dope. This is the big time, Barbie. Mike Hicks has been involved in gun running and armed robbery. It’s safe to say this man is packing heat.” As he was speaking his long, leather-clad legs brought him right up into my face. One hand settled on the wall behind me, just over my shoulder and he leaned down to murmur, “He’ll blow that bobble head off your shoulders before you can get past the words, “Bail enforcement.””
As his lips formed those last words I could feel my chest flushing. My whole body thrummed with the anticipation of feeling those lips. Down girl!
I pressed my hands against his chest. It was bare beneath the vest and just as hard as it looked. My fingers actually tingled but I forced myself back on track and shoved him hard, forcing him to back away and inhaling sharply. I didn’t even know I’d been holding my breath.
“You listen here, you strategically shaved gorilla,” I returned, forcing my hormones over into my temper where they belonged right now. “We’ll just see about that, won’t we? Because not only am I going to capture this guy. I’m going to spend the entire finder’s fee ON – MY – HAIR!”
“You think you’re that good?” He leaned in again so his words gusted out against my cheek.
“I am so good. You would not believe how fucking good I am.” I whispered back.
His hands had wrapped around my upper arms and we were both breathing hard. We were so close I could feel the sheer burning heat radiating from his large body. My pussy had gone from tingling to a full blown ache. I could feel the muscles tightening and contracting, screaming for me to just end this, push Hunter back to that chair and ride him hard till we were both damned satisfied.
I pulled out of his hold and headed for the door. But before I left I turned and added. “You know if you’d asked me nicely to partner up and split the fee I would have said yes.”
“Why would I do that?” he growled back, his voice deeper and huskier then it was before. “I’d be the one doing all the work.”
Asshole! Throwing him a look I winked at Loretta and strutted out the door.
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Erotic Adventures of Selena Cherry, Bounty Hunter