Patrolmen get saints, do commissioners get angels?

“Ca-call me……J-Jim…please….” he mumbled softly and couldn’t stop himself any more. The thoughts of anything else but the surging insistence of his hormones, which he hadn’t been in contact with in what seemed ages, was now quashed as he pressed closer to her, feeling her body against his and dropping his head to hers to press into a deep kiss.



Fallyn’s arms wrapped around his neck as she fell into the kiss, but rather than let the desperation of his moves push them along, she eased control back and let her tongue trace and tease against his as he forced it past her lips and began to almost rape her mouth. Quiet moans to remind him that this was mutual, and he seemed to ease up a bit, the desperation fading and the heat of lust merely taking over now. Much better and a bit calmer now, she moved and he felt his fingers brush against a few curls that had escaped from behind the cotton barrier and it triggered him to back off a bit as he shook his head, one hand reaching down to keep the attention ‘up’, rubbing at himself through the slacks, and he looked at her up and down, her legs still splayed and he could see the panties now that were totally soaked. He couldn’t help himself and his free hand reaching to push the skirt up past her hips and then a look up at her. “Take ‘em off.” He said softly. Not a request…definitely a command.



She grinned and a couple of lifts of her hips, and the wet panties were pulled off, and he grabbed them before she could drop them to the floor and brought them to his face, a soft growl as she saw his eyes taking on a predatory light. He took the panties and then put them in the top drawer of the desk before moving closer once more, and she gasped loud, panting harder and he grinned behind it as he rubbed at her swollen clit, feeling her grind against his fingers, trembling madly but then moments before she was about to cum, he stopped, but slid his fingers down to her slit and eased two fingers inside of her.



Feeling how tight and hot she was, he nearly lost it again, and had to struggle to regain control, but in the moments he was struggling to keep from going off as well, his fingers were buried deeply inside her and not moving, and she was writhing around them trying to get them to that in and out motion she craved. Breaking from the kiss, gasping loudly and whimpering, her fingertips digging into his shoulders as her legs slid up to around his waist and she begged in a hoarse whisper, “Please, god, Jim…”



Her low moans only pushed him along harder and he pulled out his fingers and eased them slowly back up to her clitoris and began rubbing in slow easy circles. “I’m going to fuck you, baby girl….and you’re going to do this every time I tell you. I have a place I can use to house witnesses. Safe. Protected. I’m going to make sure you’re all right…” And even though it was to be a mention that he’d take care of her, it sounded more like a threat than a promise, though. But then that was expected as all decorum was losing its way with him and that freedom to lose control he so desperately had dreamed about was finally happening. She wasn’t judging him and in fact urging him on.



“Oh please!!” she whined, her whole body starting to shudder as she felt her climax start at her toes and the warmth of the waves rolling over her, and she locked her legs around him, falling back onto the desk and twitching and shaking as she rode off the ecstasy and after a few moments, he slowed and stopped rubbing her, feeling the little nub of flesh throbbing harder still and knowing she wasn’t done yet. Good. Neither was he.



Panting hard and fighting to not hyperventilate, she looked up at him and shakily sat up again, leaning against him, shaky hands easing up and down along his forearms as she fought to regain some composure, covered in sweat and a smile up at him, nuzzling along his jaw and soft murmurs. “God you’re so good….please…don’t stop now…”



“I have no intention, sweetheart.,” he grumbled softly and taking one of her hands, he reached down as well and unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks, then letting her take over, as she drew out his shaft that was throbbing hard and fast now as it wanted some of whet his fingers had had.



“By the gods….” she mumbled softly as her fingers wrapped around the velvety smooth rod, tightening gently and slow easy strokes at first, but then he brushed her hand away and she put her hands behind her so she could rest back on them and he rested one hand on her right thigh, gently pushing it from the other a bit more and taking hold of his cock, he guided the head to her glistening center and swiped it against her causing a loud moan from her and he grinned evilly as he slid it up to rub it hard and fast against her swollen bud.



Fall jerked and yelped feeling his attack on her and a loud begging moan, “Please, C-Commissioner….PLEASE!!” A moan mixed with a whimper…sounding most pathetic…but this feeling he was having far outweighed her ‘needs’ right now and he closed his eyes, rubbing the engorged head against her a bit more before he felt the rush of once-again-familiar feelings through him and with a soft growl he moved it down and in one swift motion he slid it into her with a grunt.



Fallyn’s fingers clawed at the papers on the desk as he pushed into her and then with consecutive hard thrusts up into her, his hands moving to the desk on either side of her, looking down at her, watching the mounds of flesh of her perfect breasts bounce with every thrust and wanting this to nev---



The feeling in his stomach tightened and without much warning, he spasmed and shot his load deep into her, filling her with his seed and nearly fell on top of her from exhaustion at the sudden release.



She hadn’t gone off again but that didn’t mean she wasn’t still…ready. And a gentle shift of her hips brought them both to the reminder that he was still deep inside of her and he was still twitching and wanting more.



“Christ that was incredible!” he mumbled as he struggled to catch his breath and finally he was able to stand up again, and he pulled out of her, but it was obvious that he wasn’t close to being done yet. “I…have to sit down a minute…” he said between panting breaths and shakily settled in his chair, putting ‘everything’ back to the way it was an hour ago.



A small smile down at him as she lifted one hand and ran it through sweat soaked bangs. “You can’t tell me you’re finished already, Jim.” She said softly.



He shook his head with a playful grin and said, “Not quite. But rather than risk getting caught here I thought maybe we could take you to that place I mentioned and get you settled in…make sure you’re all right with it….then we could. Talk. More.”



She studied him for a moment and nodded. “Fine.” Sliding off the edge of the desk and sliding her feet into the sandals, she gave him a wink before turning around and opening the desk drawer where she started to pull out her panties, but his hand over hers stopped her and she felt his whisper against the back of her shoulder.



“Leave them till tomorrow. You won’t be needing them anyway tonight.”