Teach Me a Lesson

Teach Me a Lesson

“Ooo, are ya gonna teach me a lesson, deputy?” Farrah inquired with her roughened expulsion of breath.

The officer of the law whose shoulder she rode like a conquered cave woman, lowered her to her feet once reaching the restaurant’s storage shed.  Farrah admired his stocky physique that filled out his walnut and taupe uniform with manly authority.  The deputy invaded her space, backed her against the wall of the outbuilding, and stared back into the roasting intensity of her gunmetal gray eyes.  Her hands lingered at his taut chest where one touched his last name Anderson threaded into the shirt.

Caressing her brown hair with dark red and gold highlights in it from her oval face, he replied in amusement, “I have a mind to, bad gal, and put you over my lap.”  

One of his large hands traveled up her bare thigh beneath her lilac uniform with a white apron sewn to the front.  Anderson gasped at his fingers’ discovery.  A silky patch of hairs slick with her need greeted his thick fingers.  Knowing that his woman was as eager for him as he was for her, shot excitement clear to his coiled trouser snake already expanding. 

“Ahhhh,” Farrah whimpered when his thumb dipped into her sideways crease aimed for her hidden button that craved his specific kind of attention.  Her hips followed the clockwise motion of his thumb pad.  “Is this what they teach ya’ll in order to serve and protect?”

The deputy of the Coos County Sheriff’s Department, Rick Anderson shook his head of trimmed ebony hairs.  Heated further, he failed to remove his eyes off the sexy restaurant proprietor of Myrtle Lake.  “Tsk-tsk!  How many times have I told ya, bad gal, about wearin’ panties?”

Farrah nibbled the middle of her lower lip as Rick circled her stimulated nub that swelled further.  The amount of pressure applied and speed were the way she liked it.  “Ohhh-ohhh-ohhh,” she stuttered a moment before collecting herself the best she could, “N-not nearly enough I reckon s-s-since I’m not.  So whatcha gonna d-d-do about it, big boy?  You gonna s-s-spank me n-now?” 

Her body trembled a little at the deputy’s answer that required no words.  Her nipples stiffened in the rapid rise and fall of her chest.  Rick’s other hand unbuttoned the front of her uniform to show off the white lace of her bra to him.  Pawing one of her breasts up and out of its cup, he exposed a nipple blushed like her pink cheeks.  He aimed his puckered mouth for it.  Farrah hissed at his tender lips and hot tongue brushing her little peak.  His thumb continued to make simple strokes like winding up a toy between her legs.  

Taking his time, the deputy made her wetter than she already was.  Hell, the moment Farrah saw Rick stalk into her restaurant this afternoon with the intent way he did, she grew damp.  No escape could be made.  Farrah attempted to go through the kitchen while asking a terrified and then puzzled Lee to cover for her.  The deputy quickly overwhelmed Farrah, tossing her over a shoulder and ending up where she wanted most to be.

“All t-talk and n-no action is very dull, ya know,” she teased, between her rushed breathing and clutching her man to her by his strong arms.  My God, she missed him!

Stepping away from her suddenly, Rick lifted her arms over her head.  Farrah pouted at the act that seemed to disengage her from the paradise she sought.  Handcuffs clamped on her wrists.  The deputy reviewed her secured wrists on a hook above her head, looking captured and delicious.  His dark chocolate eyes bore into hers at last without blinking.  

With a grin, Rick nibbled the remaining strained peak through her bra.

“Yes!” Farrah affirmed leaning her head against the wall and rolling her eyes closed.  Once more, he suckled the nipple he already exposed.  Each swipe of his tongue sent tingles down to the cusp of her thighs.  It aided her desire to grow for Rick one-hundred-fold.

His big hand spanked her naked bottom after shoving up her uniform to her waist.  Farrah whimpered in the joy of the sting when he kicked her legs apart to grind his pelvis into hers.  Once… twice his pelvis moved against her front informing her of his hardness trapped.  Her sharp wet gasps thrilled him as he sucked on the crook of her neck. 

“I want it, Rick,” Farrah demanded at his ear.  She caught the lobe between her teeth when he moved the side of his head by her mouth.  “Give me what I want!”

His hands moved fast between them to free that hardness.  Rick hitched her legs around his hips.  Farrah locked her ankles as he buried himself into her body.  Pressing her against the wall, he rocked deep.  Urgency licked at him, forming a knot low in his belly.  The start of her inner muscles restricting his passage did not slow him. 

She cried out in the skin-to-skin contact, “Ohhhh-ahhhh-ohhhhhh!  Yess-sss-ssss!”

In and out, Rick worked his hips while watching her eyes and grasping her thighs.  They kissed as he stabbed her with his manhood on the verge of exploding.  He needed to make it quick yet dirty.  Rick slipped a finger in her bum.  Also, he nipped her nipple with his teeth and tugged on it with tenderness.  

“Give it!  Give it all to me!  Ohhhh!” Farrah shouted when her climax vibrated through her.

Her walls seized his engorged member, and it was all that he could hope for as his ejaculate fired out of him.  Rick’s whole body tremored as he groaned at the release.  Farrah’s thighs twitched in his hand as they unhooked around him.  He lowered her arms and released her wrist from the cuffs.  Her hands touched his chest.  They kissed until the spell unleashed them.  She found some paper towels for them to use in the clean-up.

It had been too long.  More than 14 days dragged by since the deputy last saw his girl or spent any quality time with her.  Farrah was preoccupied at her family’s ranch helping her brother.  She had not been home much except where she assisted her new mystery roommate in getting settled.  By far, since Farrah and he started dating six months ago, it was the longest time they spent apart.  Rick missed her and hoped to show it in the best way he knew how.

“Gotta go, sugar.”  The deputy gave her a peck on the lips while tucking in his shirt and zipping up.  “Call ya later so we may resume?”

“Maybe…”  Farrah walked away but looked over her shoulder and licked her lips before blowing him a kiss.

Giggling to herself, she strolled back inside the restaurant where she didn’t see her guy follow.  A few moments later, Rick’s squad car drove down the road.  That man was really starting to get under her skin but in a good way.  Farrah believed that out of all the guys she dated, and there had been a few over the years, Rick was by far her best boyfriend of them all.  Sweet to a fault in a boyish way, sexy as hell in a manly one, and just a decent human being.  She hadn’t managed to have many of those combined characteristics wrapped up in one man in her life, but counted herself lucky this time.