Welcome to the 11th Week of Masturbation Monday!
The rules are fairly simple because it should be easy to participate.
Write a steamy hot post on your blog about masturbation or anything else that gets you and your readers turned on.
As usual the lovely Kayla has provided us with an image prompt that inspires total participation. I'm not sure we need to post for any added inspiration :D but here goes anyway.
I've decided to continue on from the excerpt I shared last week (Adrenaline Induced, if you missed it or need a reminder, click on the orange link), from the fourth book in the Always Cambridge Series Law and Order : Crime and Chaos, again from both POVs. This is a mob series as well as romantic suspense. Holly Cambridge and her bodyguard and lover, Randy Phillips, have just survived an ambush and shootout with a rival crime family. This snip from the morning after an intense adrenaline induced (brutal fucking) the night before.
I woke up in the morning, and everything I owned ached. I felt like I’d been hit by a truck. Oh, wait. We had. And shot at. And my next thought was, did Wayne make it through the night?
I rolled over. Randy was there, and to my surprise my achy body came alive at the naked sight of him. I snaked my leg over him, making sure to cover his limp cock with my thigh. I should make it up to him for waking him to another one of my nightmares.
“Mmmph,” he grunted, as his large hand covered my ass cheek, pulling me more tightly against him. I felt him twinge under my leg.
“You can’t possibly want to have sex again, Holly,” he said, not opening his eyes.
“No, I want to make love. I’m awfully sore, Randy, but I still want you.” I kissed his chest.
He cracked an eye. “I’m sorry if I hurt you.”
“You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do. And you did it sooo well,” I said, rolling on top of him.
“Mmm,” he groaned again and he lifted his hips against me letting me feel his burgeoning erection.
“I think I owe you for waking you.” I started to slide my body down his.
“I’m guessing you don’t mean you’re going to give me a few more minutes sleep.”
I paused and looked up at him, my mouth poised right above the smooth bulbous head of his cock. I exhaled, making sure my warm breath touched him. He jerked.
I licked the tip and then kissed him softly. “If you want to sleep, I will leave you alone.”
He growled and grabbed either side of my head. “Don’t you dare!”
I licked my lips and smiled, taking him deep into my mouth.
He rocked his hips. “Ohhh, Holly!”
I really threw myself into it. He was moaning and fucking my mouth in no time, when there was a sharp knock on our door. I hesitated, but only for a second, before taking him so deep he bumped the back of my throat. His chest rumbled with appreciation.
“Fuck off!” Randy yelled to whomever was at the door.
“Detective Phillips, Agent Orton would like to speak to either you or Ms. Cambridge on the phone. Please.”
“Orton has some fucking timing!” Randy cursed.
I kept stroking him with my mouth and Randy made no attempt to move.
“Give us a minute,” I yelled, before resuming my pleasurable task.
“I have the cell phone right here.” He continued to call to us through the door.
Randy sighed and patted my head. I pouted but released him. Randy strode to the door purposefully, his powerful naked body poetry in motion. For a second, I wondered if in his anger he might just pull the door open, no matter his nakedness. He opened the door a fraction and the cell phone appeared with a hand attached.
Randy took the cell and pushed the door closed, his back to it.
* * * *
“Excuse me for interrupting your beauty sleep, bodyguard.”
“My beauty sleep is not what you were interrupting!”
“Oh well, I…I…you got things worked out, did you?”
“Spit it out!” I snapped.
Holly was approaching me, stalking me, actually. I didn’t know how I was going to concentrate on what he was saying if she took me into her mouth again. She pushed me against the door and got down on her knees.
I slammed my head against the door, stifling a groan.
“The judge has postponed court for today, while we try to figure out who is behind the ambush yesterday.”
“I’ll give you two guesses, g-man,” I gritted out. “It shouldn’t take a whole team of you stiffs to figure it out.”
“Well, yeah, but we need to prove it. I’ll be over when I can.”
“Yeah, who cares! I’m busy here.”
“How’s Wayne?” Holly asked looking up at me while still stroking me with her hand.
“He’s bad. But he made it through the night. The surgeon said this was the first hurdle. The next seventy-two hours will tell. He lost a lot of blood and his leg is mangled. They might still have to take it. Regardless, if he lives, he’ll spend the rest of his career on a desk.”
I repeated this to her.
“There are worse things,” I said to Alex. “See you when you get here.”
“We need clothes.” Holly reminded me.
Holding the phone just a little away from my mouth, I said to her, “Are you sure? Cause, I’m kinda enjoyin’ this Adam and Eve thing we got goin’ on here.” I looked down at the beautiful naked woman expertly licking the end of my dick. She hummed agreement, sending another jolt of vibrating sensation through me.
“We need clothes, g-man.”
Holly stood and started to back away from me. I wanted to cry from her abandonment.
She moved to the bed and piled all the pillows in the centre. She sat her sweet little ass down and reclined back against the mountain. She opened her legs and gave me a come here sign with her finger. I tried to listen to Alex.
“Clothes?” Alex asked.
“Yeah, ours are covered in blood.”
“Oh, I haven’t spoken to the other agents, I don’t know if the safe house’s cover was compromised…”
When I made no move towards Holly, she pointed that come here finger to her glistening pussy. I took a step, then heard the agent outside the door waiting for me to return the cell phone. But fuck, I wanted to get where she was pointing.
Alex continued, “I’ll have to get back to you on that. I guess it’s a good thing we didn’t have to go to court first thing…”
She took her slender finger and circled it around her opening, pushing it softly inwards. I watched her finger disappear into the soft liquid heat.
I couldn’t help but groan. I tried to cover it with a cough.
“Yeah, I’ll try to get your stuff from the other place or we might have to…”
She then took her wet finger and slid it slowly up to her clit and she began to circle it slowly. Her eyes hooded and her lips parted on a sigh and I really didn’t give a fuck what Orton was saying. I opened the door and tossed the phone at the waiting agent, then slammed it in his face, before taking my knees in front of the bed and licking my woman until she begged me to stop. And this time when I entered her, it wasn’t brutal or hurried, but intensely tender.
Follow the saga from the beginning... Always Cambridge
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