I sat at the desk prepared for another boring overnight shift when he walked in, the new cop patrolling the area. He was a welcomed sight. Tall, muscular, and gorgeous. My breath hitched in my throat as he flashed a perfectly white smile and leaned against the mahogany wood.
“Um, hello,” I mumbled, trying to maintain my composure.
“David Shiner,” he said, extending his hand to me.
“Marie Leitler,” I replied.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re the first one who’s been nice on the block.”
“Oh? That’s surprising. Usually Lucille is a real peach.”
“She’s the old broad at K&L?” he asked, looking out the door as though he’d be able to see the skyscraper.
“She’s rather upset about Jim leaving.”
“Too bad.” I leaned forward a bit, my chest heaving with each breath I took.
“Say, Marie, do you get a break?” David asked.
“I do. I get an hour for lunch,” I replied, biting my lip in a feeble attempt to keep it from quivering.
“I haven’t had anything yet, would you like to find a place that’s open?”
“There’s a diner a few blocks down that’s open twenty-four hours,” I replied, smiling.
“Great. When do you want to go?”
I looked at the little clock on the desk. 1:30.
“How’s two thirty?” I suggested.
“Perfect. I’ll be able to get another patrol in and be back.”
He winked and slowly walked out the door. My heart pounded in my chest. His pants hugged tightly at his hips, his shirt and vest stretched tightly over his torso, and the kit belt was tightened around his waist. I could feel a stirring between my legs, an aching for him. Something I hadn’t felt in such a long time.
I sat tapping my pen, watching the clock tick away slowly. 2:00.
Why is time moving so slowly? For once I’m anxious to get dinner in the middle of the night.
I pulled out my purse and fixed my make-up and hair.
My mouth went dry as I saw him walk up the stairs to my building. He looked amazing.
“Ready?” he asked, walking to the desk.
“Yes,” I said, grabbing my purse.
“You look beautiful,” he said, smiling as I came from behind my post.
“Oh. Thanks. The boss likes us to look professional even in the middle of the night.” I tugged at the hem of my skirt straightening it out.
“So, dinner?” he asked.
“Yeah, it’s on Liberty. Come on.” I laced my arm through his and lead him to the twenty-four hour diner.
We walked back toward the office after eating. David followed me inside, escorting me to the desk.
“It was nice,” he said.
He grabbed my waist and pulled me in close. I wrapped my arms around his neck and tilted my head up. His soft lips closed on my mouth, opening it only enough to allow his tongue to invade. His hands traveled down to the bottom of my skirt, pulling it up to my waist.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“I want you.” He breathed into my hair, pushing my panties to the side.
I gasped as he slid a finger in my already wet pussy. I let my head loll back as he kissed my collar bone, moving between my breasts. I moaned slightly as he moved his fingers faster and faster.
“I hope you plan on finishing what you started.”
“Of course,” he said, unzipping his pants.
I glanced down at the massive cock that sprang out. It was glorious. I grasped it and began to stroke it slowly. I kneeled down and took the member in my mouth, sucking and licking the shaft. I could feel David’s body quiver under my touch. When he couldn’t take anymore I stood and turned around.
“Oh god!” I yelled out as he slid inside of me, pounding hard.
Not a bad night at work.
Alexa Night is the alter-ego of a married twenty-something fantasy/romance author who has taken the plunge into erotic writing. To keep the other writing separate, Alexa was created. Alexa’s first trade published erotic novel will be out May 2014.