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Authors: K Webster

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Love and Law (9 page)

Something about the way he says the last part makes me sad. Miguel would do anything to make me his girlfriend. And there’s no doubt in my mind that he would treat me like a queen. But I don’t want him—not like he wants me. I want something else. Something forbidden. I’m destined to be alone.

“I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about me,” I whisper and hang up.

A door creaks open and I whirl around to face whoever caught me in the act.

Fucking Tameka.

“Oh, well looky here. It appears that we have a mole in our group,” she says nastily.

I flip her off and start toward the door. “Mind your own fucking business, bitch.”

“Pac!” she screeches.

Well, shit.
I tackle her to the ground to shut her up so he won’t come running in here. She’s trying to scratch at me, but I’m stronger than she is and have her pinned to the ground.

“Get off of me, bitch! Pac!” she screams again before I manage to cover her mouth. Tameka is still struggling beneath me when two strong arms jerk me off of her for the second time tonight.

His scent envelops me and I fucking moan like a whore. I hate my traitorous body. Ben’s muscled arms have me in a bear hug around my midsection, causing my shirt to inch up and reveal my panties.

“Tameka, get to your room now,” he snaps.

“But, Pac! She was on the phone and I think she was talking to Blaze! That bitch is a mole and she’ll get us all killed!” she shrieks as she stands.

Ben tenses behind me, and my heart clenches painfully at my betrayal. Why do I feel guilty for betraying this drug dealer? It’s my fucking job!

“Tameka, go,” he orders one last time.

She snaps to attention and scampers out of the room, leaving us alone.

He drops his head down to where his lips graze my ear and a shiver runs down my spine. “Are you feeding Blaze information?” he demands quietly into my ear, shooting hot breath inside.

I whimper and shake my head no. One of his hands skates down the front of my shirt, across my bare lower belly, and across my lacy panties, cupping my sex. His finger strokes me between my folds through my panties and I cry out. My body betrays me as I thrust into each caress.

When this man touches me, I can’t hardly breathe or think. All sanity flies out the window and all I want is for him to continue to touch me.

He feels so fucking good, and when he slides his hand into my panties, I nearly lose control. His longest finger dips inside me and pauses.

“Who were you talking to then?” he demands and begins sliding it in and out of me.

My thoughts are a jumbled mess. I don’t know if I can even lie convincingly with him taking my breath away with each thrust.

“Nobody,” I mumble, enjoying the way his palm presses against my clit as he fingers me. When he goes to withdraw his finger, I grab ahold of his hand and push him back inside.

“Don’t stop,” I beg like the whore I’m quickly becoming in his presence.

“But you lie to me, baby girl.”

This time, both of my hands hold on to his, imploring him not to stop.

He groans as his cock presses against me. I know he wants me just like I want him. His rock-hard erection is all the evidence I need to come to that understanding.

“Your pussy is so tight. Are you sure you can even take my cock? You can barely take my finger,” he growls into my ear.

I’m so wet for him. His voice alone does things to me. I whimper when he pushes a second finger into me.

“I want you so bad, Ben.”

He doesn’t answer me as he continues to finger-fuck me. The hand around my middle that was holding me to him now skims up my body to cup my breast.

“I want you so bad too. Tell me who you were talking to. Don’t lie, baby girl.”

He picks up the speed of his fingers. My body begins to tighten up as I anticipate my orgasm. The heel of his palm digs into me several times as his fingers graze my g-spot, and I finally give in to the intensity, shuddering in his clutches. My orgasm is all-body consuming, and I cry out as he lazily fingers me while I ride out the last of the electric shocks pulsating through my body.

Quickly, almost angrily, he withdraws his fingers from me and my panties. “I want to fuck you right there across that desk, Maya. But I’m not doing it until you tell me who you were talking to—and please don’t fucking lie to me.”

He slides his hands down to my waist, seizing the hem of my T-shirt and pulls it up over my body and drops it at our feet. His lips find my shoulder and he kisses me sweetly as he unclasps my bra, tossing it to the floor, leaving me standing in nothing but my lacy panties. Slowly, he walks us over to the desk and gently pushes me across it. The wood is cold on my stomach and I yelp out in surprise. He chuckles, once again causing those damn butterflies to dance in my belly.

Never in my life have I ever wanted to be fucked so badly. My pussy is practically dripping for him.

“Fuck me, Ben,” I plead.

Right now, I know I should be thinking about my job and bringing down drug dealers, but I can’t. All I can think about is Ben. His hypnotic effect on my mind and body.

“Oh, baby girl, I want to. So fucking bad. My cock is demanding to be inside of you.”

I hear him fumble with his jeans, and within moments his long, thick dick is pressed between my ass cheeks. My panties provide such a thin, little barrier, and I want them gone. Thankfully, he must have read my mind, because he hooks his thumb in the tops of them and inches them down slowly. When he stands back up, I revel in the sensation of skin on skin as he his cock slides against my ass.

I hear him tear open a condom, and I wait somewhat impatiently for him. Easing my feet apart, I point my ass up to him so he’ll have perfect access to my wet heat. His cock teases the entrance to my pussy, and I moan, needing him to be inside me.

“Please,” I beg again.

He groans as if he’s warring internally about doing it, but he finally gives in and slams into me. Tears fill my eyes—not from pain, but from the delicious feeling of every inch of me being filled by this sexy man. I’ve never felt so whole. I’ve been with several guys, including that asshole Jake, but none of them have made me feel the way Ben does.

He thrusts in and out of me a few times, earning yelps of pleasure from me, before he completely stills himself.

“Maya, fucking tell me who you were talking to. For the sake of both of us, please don’t lie,” he pants furiously.

Ignoring him, I wiggle my ass to entice him to keep going. Instead, his hands grip my waist to keep me still. His cock throbs in unison with my inner walls, both of us needing to continue but unable to until we’ve jumped this hurdle.

I can lie to him and tell him that it was my mother, but he’d see right through it. Then what? He’d probably quit and we’d both be pissed as hell.

Trying a half-truth, I mumble out, “Miguel.”

I know I’ve earned some trust because he begins a slow tease as he thrusts in and out of me.

“Who’s Miguel?” he growls. I can’t help but love the possessive tone his voice carries.

“My best friend,” I tell him honestly.

He really begins to fuck me hard.

When his hand slips from my waist down to my clit, I cry out. “Ben!”

His finger furiously strokes my swollen nub. My eyes roll back as another exhilarating orgasm slices through my body. I hear a low, guttural groan from behind me as he reaches his own climax, no doubt brought on by the way my pussy is gripping his dick.

“Fuck, Maya. You’re just so fucking perfect,” he praises as he pulls out of me.

I whimper at the loss, and when I try to stand, I nearly collapse because my legs are shaking so bad. He grabs ahold of me to keep me from falling and turns me around in his arms to face him. Holding on to my ass, he lifts me onto the desk and stands between my spread legs.

Without any more words, he smashes his mouth to mine and kisses me hard. His flaccid cocks springs back to life between us as he kisses the hell out of me. Finally, he breaks apart from me and nuzzles his nose against mine.

“Does he want you?” he inquires before pecking my lips again.

“Yes.”

He growls and sucks on my bottom lip. “I want you more,” he confirms.

There’s no denying that I want him too.

Pulling away, he looks down at me again. “Have you kissed him before?”

When I nod, he captures my mouth again and tastes me reverently with his tongue. I could die happy kissing him like this. He steals my breath away, but he fills me with something else. I’m not sure what, but I can’t get enough of it.

He breaks our kiss and gazes into my eyes. “I kiss better.” And that he does. It isn’t that Miguel wasn’t a good kisser—it’s just that I enjoy Ben’s kiss more.

“Yes.”

His half-cocked smile at my response has me grinning back at him. I can tell that he thinks of another question because his face grows serious again.

“Has he given you an orgasm?”

I bite my lip and nod, embarrassed. His eyes angrily cloud over and he drops to his knees. He uses his large hands to grab my knees and spread me open. From my position, I can see his giant cock bouncing, still sheathed in a condom, and it’s just begging to be touched. He sees me looking at him and yanks off the condom, ties it in a knot, and tosses it into the bin nearby. It glistens beautifully, and I want to lick him clean.

Before I can get too into my fantasy, he grabs my thighs and roughly pulls me to the edge of the desk. He brings his head between my legs and kisses my pubic bone.

“So beautiful,” he mumbles before spreading me open with his thumbs and dragging his tongue along my slit.

“Fuck!” I yell out in pleasure.

He chuckles and hot breath tickles me before he begins his assault with his tongue. My hands grasp his head, his short hair tickling my palms. I’ve never been so wrapped up in a man before, but when I’m with Ben, everything else seems to be forgotten. His touch, smell, and voice intoxicate me to the point where I’m completely drunk on him.

I’m having trouble grasping the orgasm that seems just out of reach, but when he thrusts in a finger into my hot center, I know I’ll find my release. His long finger knows just where to go as it expertly strokes me inside while he tastes my pussy.

“Ben!” I moan out as shudders take over my body.

This third orgasm is long, and I can tell that my muscles are sore. But I could do this all night long. I want to crawl into bed with him and never leave. He makes me feel that good. Once he’s satisfied that I’m done, he pulls away and stands.

“The orgasms I give you are better.”

Hell to the fucking yeah they are!

“Yes.”

He lets out a pleased grunt but frowns down at me. “Has he fucked you?”

I’m already shaking my head no before he can get out the question.

“Good, baby girl, because you’re mine,” he states possessively.

“Well get over here and prove it,” I tell him saucily, hooking my ankles around his back and pulling him to me.

He squats to dig in the pocket of his jeans and retrieves another condom. Once he’s slipped it on, he lines himself up against my now sore entrance and eases his way in.

This time when he fucks me, he goes slow, never taking his dark-brown eyes from mine. My entire pelvis area aches like my body requires his for sustenance.

“You’re so goddamned beautiful, Maya,” he growls out.

His words are like nourishment to my soul. I finally break eye contact so I can throw my head back to give in to the orgasm that wants to be released. My body is sensitive and it doesn’t take long before I’m once again screaming out his name. When he finally comes, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close to him. I tighten my legs around his hips and hug him back. While we are bare chest against bare chest and still conjoined, I allow myself to enjoy this closeness that I feel with him. It’s like we’re in our own little world.

He kisses the top of my head and holds me until his cock softens inside me.

“Ben, I lose all sense of reality when I’m with you. I feel like nothing else exists. No jobs. No right or wrong. Nobody else but us. Why?”

“I feel it too, baby girl,” he admits. “I can’t even think straight long enough to do my fucking job. All I want is to be parked inside of you, just like this.”

A knock on the door startles us both, but thankfully, nobody barges in.

“Boss, I hate to bother you again, but Oculus wants to see you,” CJ calls out from the other side.

Oculus. I mentally take down the note of the new name—the name that must belong to the leader of this drug cell. As I do that, reality finally sets in. I’m fucking undercover and just fucked a drug dealer—not once, but twice. And I absolutely loved it. I’m in so deep that I’m not sure how this will ever end well.
Fuck me.

Ben groans in annoyance but pulls away and begins dressing. I can’t help but admire his muscular physique. I stupidly sit naked on the desk while he quickly throws on his clothes. He’s tall and built, and he fucks me like I’ve never been fucked before. As he removes the condom and disposes of it, I once again think about what he might taste like. Never before have I drooled over the idea of sucking someone off. With Ben, every time I see his monstrous cock, I desperately want to.

“I’m sorry, Maya. I’ve got to go. Try not to get into trouble with Tameka again. I’m about two seconds from dragging your sexy ass to my house for safekeeping,” he warns. His threat seems quite nice to me. In fact, I might bitch-slap Tameka just so I can gladly accept my punishment.

I nod and smile at him. I’m afraid that, if I speak, I’ll desperately beg him not to go. His eyes drag over my naked body, and I can tell that he physically has to control his desire to come back over to me.

“Fuck,” he groans and rubs his face in frustration. “I’ll see you in the morning, baby girl. There’s a shower upstairs, first door on the right. Don’t go into the door on the left.”

As soon as he tells me not to go in there, I know I will. I’m just that way. What is in the room on the left? Instead of telling him that I won’t, I just smile at him. He grins back and bolts out the door before he has a chance to change his mind.

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