In What About Love,
free spirited Antonio “Lil T” Minelli who has sworn to never settle down with
one woman, meets his match in ex-police detective, Angela Hixson. He lusts after her and can’t purge her from
his mind.
In this scene, Lil T returns home after a three-month long bounty hunting road trip to find Angie being trained by another man. Keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times, T, and buckle up. It's going to be one helluva ride!
Excerpt:
“Since when do we offer private lessons to the SAPD?”
Shifting his concentration briefly, Rick looked at T for an instant, before refocusing on the monitors and resuming his constant scanning. “You haven’t heard? She quit the force and works for Rossi now.”
“Doing what?” T frowned, not liking some of the scenarios—extremely dangerous ones—that immediately came to mind.
“Investigations mostly, that’s her strong suit, but with her experience and some additional training, well, who knows what else. You know we’ve needed a female operative every so often.”
“I suppose,” he grumbled watching as she spoke with Dan Ogilvie, who had joined her on the range. “Dano’s her handler?”
“Yeah, Cap wanted you to train her and work on the problem with her aim, but with you wandering the southwest these past few months, Dano was tagged for the job.”
A weapons sergeant on their A-team for years with expertise in all manner of ordnance, including guns and explosives, training the FNG’s at Rossi had fallen to T. Training Angie Hixson was a whole other animal. Immediately, thoughts of her in his arms, his hard front pressed to her soft, rounded backside while teaching her to line up her sights. An image of them in the gym popped in his head, with her grappling with him on the mats as he taught her hand-to-hand maneuvers. In an easy take-down, he’d straddle her hips and lean forward, enjoying the press of her full tits against his chest as he pinned her He could almost feel her warm body against him as he held her immobilized on the floor, his much larger frame caging her as she wiggled and squirmed to get free. The brief fantasy was enough to make his dick hard and his balls tingle and ache.
Shifting in his seat, he acknowledged that he’d dodged a bullet by being unavailable. Glancing at the monitor, he saw her smiling up at Dano, then breaking into laughter, her hand coming out to squeeze the older man’s forearm as she bent forward, clearly amused by something her trainer had said.
She was beautiful, more so when she smiled. And her body... He panned down from her face, lingering over the
tight t-shirt that conformed to every curve and the even tighter, body-hugging workout
pants the molded to her shapely legs. Spandex,
he’d bet money on it. Damn. His own pants had become excruciatingly tight. He stood abruptly, ready to get home and grab
a cold shower.
“Heading to the club tonight?” Rick asked as T headed toward the door.
“Damn straight. Finding a sub on the road is a real bitch.”
Unconsciously, he adjusted his cock to a less strained position not registering his hand’s location until Rick’s amused snicker followed him out the door. He didn’t give a fuck, an alternate plan formulating in his plan: head home, jerk off in the shower—as he had for the past three months, except for the one time about six weeks in when he’d hooked up with a vanilla chick outside Lubbock, which was less than inspiring or satisfying, still he’d gotten his rocks off—after that he’d catch a few z’s and head to the club. Once there he’d find a willing subbie in need of a good long flogging and fucking, in that specific order. Usually he liked to build it, starting slow with at least an hour of torturous play until she was begging to be fucked. His control was going to be limited tonight, however, so his needs might have to come first and twice.
His lust starved mind conjured up an image of a blue-eyed blonde, her long, glossy hair coiled like a rope around his wrist as he plunged relentlessly between her creamy thighs as she bent over in front of him. When she turned her head to look back over her shoulder, her imaginary blue eyes turned to a haunting hazel brown. In his fantasy, they glimmered with desire as her plump pink lips parted and the tip of her tongue slipped out, slicking along the lower curve of her mouth.
Dream Angie whispered, “Fuck me harder, T,” as she spread wider for him, angling her hips so he could sink deeper into her warm, wet, welcoming pussy.
He reached down, squeezing his cock to keep from shooting off in his pants like a fourteen-year-old boy. T groaned, not caring in the least that their receptionist was in earshot, or that she had an up close and personal view of the bulge in his jeans as he rushed by and through the double doors where she crouched, cleaning the glass. The only thing he cared about was getting some relief. He determined his sub for the night would be blonde, not tall, and with small tits. The complete opposite of Angie’s killer curves and fuck me looks. He also resolved that when he was deep inside another woman and closed his eyes, he wouldn’t see her beautiful face, the one that had invaded his dreams and occupied every waking fantasy for the past three fucking months.
*****
That’s it for now, I'm afraid.
Too much temptation? Tide
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