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Ethan's b.a.l.l.s were truly awesome, fat and low-hung behind their curtain of golden fur, when I lifted them gently out of the black leather. I nuzzled them, reacquainting myself with their musk, and then started to lick them. I caressed them with my tongue and cherished them with my mouth until they were hot and wet and tight.

"Now my c.o.c.k." Ethan's voice was a little hoa.r.s.e. I smiled privately and took one long, dragging lick up that beautiful vein. My tongue flickered against the sensitive point underneath the head and he groaned, sliding his hands into my hair. I smirked and began to explore, sweeping my tongue over him as I tried to work more and more of him into my mouth. I didn't manage to deep-throat him but the combination of my mouth and hands made a d.a.m.n good impression on him.

"Pleasure yourself."

I blinked and then put my hand down between my legs. My body quickly remembered its urgency and I started rocking between my hand and his c.o.c.k. I twisted and writhed, self-control falling into shreds. Ethan's hand clamped down over my arm, stopping its compulsive movements into me. "Slower." I whimpered but obeyed. When I thought I couldn't bear it any more, his hips started to hammer into my face. I opened my mouth further to take him and he poured his cream down my throat. "Finish yourself." Ethan's voice was rough and deep but very emphatic. His hand lifted off my arm. I happily screwed my fingers deep into myself and rubbed my c.l.i.t with the other hand. My climax came quickly, while I still had some of his essence in my mouth. I crumpled onto the floor between his boots, panting for breath. Ethan lifted me effortlessly up and onto the bed, laying me face down. I closed my eyes and tried to recover.

The bed dipped under his weight as he sat down next to me. I started to roll over but he stopped me with a hand on my back. "Lie still, Stephanie." I relaxed again, more than willing not to exert myself yet. His finger circled my a.s.shole and I shivered at the familiar caress. He broke contact but soon returned, his finger greasy and slick. I twisted my head to see what he was doing. Ethan lifted an eyebrow at me. "What the h.e.l.l?" "Did you think I'd stay out of your sweet a.s.s forever?" "Oh, no, you don't," I spluttered and tried to roll over. His hand pressed down harder, forcing me into the worn bedspread until I couldn't move. I cursed him. "What's the matter, Stephanie? Scared of some a.n.a.l s.e.x?" he purred. "Think it'll hurt a tough cop like you? Or are you afraid that you'll like it too much?" I let loose a string of words that I'd learned from drug pushers. Ethan slapped my a.s.s hard, reawakening the agony there. I shrieked. "Lie still, Stephanie. Or else I really will make it difficult for you." His voice's cold implacable tones cut through my panic. I lay still and waited. He stroked my a.s.shole again and I quivered. Dammit, he knew I enjoyed being teased there, even if I'd never let more than a fingertip inside. He fondled me again and set his other hand to work through my folds. I whimpered and hid my face in my arms. The b.a.s.t.a.r.d was going to make sure that I enjoyed this. He slipped the first bead into my a.s.s when I was focused solely on the fingers circling so casually around my c.l.i.t. I jerked but relaxed again, only to sob as a second bead entered me. The fullness surprised me and I tried to wriggle away. His other hand caught me roughly in exactly the stroke that always sends me over the edge. That climax kept me from noticing when the third bead came in. o.r.g.a.s.ms opened the way for the fourth and fifth beads as well, every bead larger than the one before. I sprawled on the bed, convinced that my body was going to split in two, either from pleasure's after-shocks or the beads filling my backside. I knew exactly where each one was and its size. My body burned from their pressure.



"Time to go, Stephanie."

I opened my eyes and looked up at Ethan. He was immaculate again, his leathers showing no sign of excitement, past or present. His calm annoyed me. Then I thought about what he'd said.

"Ethan, dammit, what do you mean, go?"

"Move it, Stephanie," was all he said in response. I took a deep breath and sat up carefully, recognizing the inevitability of obedience. I may be stubborn but I'm not stupid.

The beads shifted inside me with the movement and I froze. I stood up tentatively, achingly conscious of

the pressure inside with every movement.

Ethan held the leather jacket for me to put on and I carefully slid first one arm then the next inside. His leathers really did look untouched from this angle. My thighs stuck together slightly and I realized what I

must look like. "Ethan, can I please clean up first?" "No." "But, my chaps must be wet from my, uh..." I fumbled for words under his eyes. I automatically finished b.u.t.toning the jacket. "So what? You smell like s.e.x, the best scent for a woman." "What?" Ethan leaned down and kissed me. His hand slipped under the jacket and between my legs. I jumped in surprise when he slid his fingers inside me but quickly opened both my mouth and p.u.s.s.y to him. When he lifted his head, I sagged against him like the worn out mattress on the bed behind us.

"Ohmygawd," I muttered, finally starting to understand what a s.e.xual plaything felt like.

Ethan's mouth twitched.

He took me out of the room quickly, setting the beads' silken tail with its ending ring to brush against my legs. The beads rolled against each other, setting ripples through my body and starting to make me welcome them.

"Ohmygawd," I said again when we stood in front of his conveyance. Of course, he had brought his big Harley motorcycle. It was new and faster than anything the police had for enforcing speed limits. I really hoped that n.o.body I knew would see us.

"Get on."

I sighed, resigned to my fate, and took a quick glance around the parking lot for onlookers.

"Stephanie." Ethan's voice cracked like a whip and I flinched. "When I tell you to do something, just do it. I'll deal with any bystanders. If I want someone to watch, they'll do so."

"Dammit, Ethan," I protested.

His hand lifted my chin so that I had to face him.

"I like showing off my woman sometimes," he said evenly. "She had better enjoy it or she won't be kept around."

I bit my tongue against another useless objection.

"Good girl," he praised me and picked me up. I squeaked as he settled me onto the pa.s.senger's seat. My b.u.t.t touched the cool leather and promptly remembered just how long and hard that spanking had been. I wriggled a little, trying to get comfortable. The beads' tail and ring caught between the seat and my legs, setting a corresponding tug through the beads and up my body. I tried to decide which was worse, my b.u.t.t wanting to move around or the beads playing me with every twitch.

He straddled the bike and started it quickly, then handed me a helmet. I was holding it over my head when he spoke again.

"Just remember that I'm a vampire. The onlookers won't remember anything if I don't want them to."

My jaw dropped open. I believed him, all right, but what the h.e.l.l did he have in mind?

He pulled on his own helmet, making him look like a futuristic knight and effectively ending the conversation. I quickly donned mine and wrapped my arms around him.

We hadn't gone two blocks before I realized that the big engine between my legs was torture, pure and simple. Its vibrations sent answering waves through the beads crammed into me. Echoes racked my body, clamoring for more s.e.xual attention.

My o.r.g.a.s.m flowered slowly just before we stopped.

By then, my head was buried between Ethan's shoulder blades. I couldn't think straight because everything I had was focused on the delicious sensations between my legs.

Ethan efficiently lifted the helmet off my head and strapped it onto the bike.

I straightened up slowly and looked around. We were at the outer edge of a parking lot filled with other motorcycles. I blinked and looked towards the building beyond the bikes. Its neon sign said simply "Frank's."

I closed my eyes and cursed. I'd only been here once before, a disturbance of the peace that ended in almost thirty arrests. Cops didn't come here without reinforcements, lots of them. If anyone here knew that I was a cop, I'd be in big trouble.

I let the thought trail away. I had to trust Ethan.

I slowly dismounted, moving as cautiously as an old woman with arthritis. My legs had more strength than I expected and I came upright with some semblance of normalcy.

"Come on."

I started towards the building, the beads' silken tail whispering against the leather. I tried very hard not to think about the beads' movements inside me or the way that my body was more than willing to climax again.

Just how many climaxes could one woman have during an evening, anyway? I was starting to be really afraid that Ethan was going to teach me the answer.

Ethan rubbed my b.u.t.t idly and I stopped. He continued petting me and I shivered. Then I started walking again.

We went in quietly and I blinked at the mixture of loud noise and minimal lighting. The only real lights hung above each pool table, making the room a mixture of dark shadows and well-lit stages as men moved around, setting up their shots or chatting to their friends over a drink.

Ethan headed straight for the bar, keeping his arm around me. I matched his stride, biting my lip as my body's demand for another o.r.g.a.s.m kept building. I wasn't listening when he spoke to the bartender. I came back to awareness again when he left the bar, holding a bottle in his left hand and his right still firmly against me.

A few steps saw us through a simple door and heading down a narrow pa.s.sage. Another door led to a flight of steep stairs. I gasped when the first step sent my muscles clenching the d.a.m.n beads in an entirely new and unforgettable fashion.

"Thinking about a f.u.c.k, Stephanie?"

Too far gone for words, I simply nodded and held onto the rail.

Ethan chuckled and picked me up, tossing me over his shoulder easily. He patted my a.s.s lightly under the jacket and I swallowed at the sensation. Even the simplest contact now got me excited.

I closed my eyes to avoid dizziness as Ethan ran up the stairs. He sat me down on a table and I tried to catch my breath, gripping the table edge like a life vest. When he started to unb.u.t.ton my jacket, I put my hands over his.

"Ethan," I whispered.

He kissed my hands.

"Hush, Stephanie, and look around."

I looked around slowly, prepared for the worst. We were alone in a small private dining room. I started

to relax until a wave of sound hit me. The private dining room was really just a balcony overlooking the pool hall. Its high railing hid people seated at the tables but allowed anyone standing to see everything happening below. I was on a table against that railing. "Now take the jacket off and lie down on your stomach." "But," I started to protest again. "Just do it, Stephanie. They can't see you on the table. They can only hear you if you get loud." I took a deep breath and got the jacket off as quickly as possible. Then I lay face down on the long table, thankful that I'm usually a very quiet lover. It was covered with several layers of tablecloths, making it reasonably comfortable and clean. I shivered slightly when a breeze from the ceiling fan crossed me. But Ethan's hands started to rub my back and I sighed, settling down to wait.

"A friend of mine taught me this way to enjoy an evening many years ago. 1859, actually. He called it bourbon with a splash." I yelped when a trickle of liquid ran down my spine, followed by Ethan's hot tongue. "What the h.e.l.l?" "Bourbon, my dear."

I twisted my head to see him. His eyes were very green, dancing with mischief as he watched me. "I'm going to drink this bottle of bourbon from your body." He swirled his finger through the traces still beading on my shoulder.

"Ohmygawd," was all I could think of to say. He took a very long time drinking that bourbon. Every inch of bare skin on my back was anointed with bourbon and then savored with his tongue. He used his teeth too, nipping and sc.r.a.ping me until I was acutely sensitive to the lightest touch. He poured bourbon into the small of my back and then lapped it up like a cat. I shivered and writhed under him, moaning whenever his mouth found a particularly delicious point. A thin trickle of bourbon found its way between my b.u.t.tocks. I gasped and bucked at the totally unexpected intrusion. He spread me open and licked it away leisurely. He anointed me with more bourbon and stroked my folds while he enjoyed my taste. His fingers drove me frantic and I began to beg.

Ethan's mouth found my folds for the first time. I shrieked, totally heedless of any listeners, and climaxed.

Ethan rolled me onto my back and I slumped across the table, too spent for thought. He stroked my b.r.e.a.s.t.s, circling and fondling them until they knew more pleasure was waiting. My nipples hardened and ripened under his touch, begging for more attention. Then he bent his golden head and suckled me, so I sobbed and writhed under him. He twisted and bit my nipples roughly, which somehow made me even more excited.

When I was completely sensitized and eager for his touch again, he began to drink more bourbon from my body. This time he didn't permit any o.r.g.a.s.ms, no matter how much I begged. By the time he stopped, I would have willingly f.u.c.ked every man in the building just to get satisfaction.

He stood over me and slowly unzipped his leather jeans. I watched greedily as he lifted himself out, his c.o.c.k gleaming like a ruby in the dim light.

"Do you want this?"

"d.a.m.n you, yes," I hissed and reached for it. He slapped my hand away lightly and stepped back. I whimpered at the loss and looked at his face.

Ethan grasped my legs and pulled me down the table until I was barely braced on the end. He lifted my legs and spread them, opening me wide. I shuddered when my aching folds rubbed against his c.o.c.k. I happily draped my legs over his shoulders, eager to be taken by him.

He entered me with a single quick thrust that left him buried to the hilt. He watched me adjust to the intense fullness within, from his big c.o.c.k and the d.a.m.n beads. Then he started to piston in and out of me, every movement deliberately rubbing against the beads through the thin but agonizingly sensitive wall that separated them. I writhed and sobbed, my arousal building with every moment that saw me unfulfilled.

Then a single blunt finger rubbed my c.l.i.t. I wailed as the first climactic pulse hit me. I shouted when he yanked the beads out of me fiercely, shooting me into a full-body o.r.g.a.s.m. I didn't care how much noise we made; I was too d.a.m.n glad.

I was barely aware when he climaxed.

I drifted for some time until I felt something sliding into my behind.

"Ethan?" I mumbled.

"Relax, Stephanie. I'm almost done."

I woke up more when I realized that he'd filled my a.s.shole with something bigger and stiffer than the beads. I didn't want to fight any more of Ethan's ideas though.

"What did you do to me?" I murmured.

"There's a b.u.t.t plug up your a.s.s and a d.i.l.d.o in your c.u.n.t."

My eyes snapped open at his matter of fact response. I wriggled my hips slightly and my muscles clenched in response, tightening around two large, thick shafts. He really had stuffed me.

I gulped, feeling my body ache as it tried to adapt.

Ethan quickly anch.o.r.ed the two shafts to a leather strap pa.s.sed between my legs and outside the chaps.

He fastened that to a leather belt.

A jolt of pure hunger ran through me when I realized that I was locked up, available only to him.

"Now sit up and put your jacket on."

I obeyed Ethan quietly, more aware of the pressure within me than my undressed condition.

"Wait!" he snapped and I froze, leaving the jacket unb.u.t.toned.

He bent his head to my mouth and I kissed him back, willingly yielding to him. His kiss was deep and hit

me like a drug. When he lifted his head, I braced my hands behind me for support, arching my b.r.e.a.s.t.s

toward him unconsciously. "Very nice," he murmured and suckled me. I enjoyed his attentions shamelessly, twisting under him to make sure that both b.r.e.a.s.t.s received equal attention. He chuckled and attended me until my nipples became hard buds. I was as eager for s.e.x as if I hadn't had a man in months.

He stopped and I saw a flashing bit of metal in his hand. It caught my nipple a moment later and I gasped at the unaccustomed pain. It didn't hurt too much though and soon turned into a dull ache. Then another clamp bit down on my other breast.

I swore softly but accepted them, seeing my nipples turn red as berries beyond them.

"Good girl," Ethan murmured and I flushed at the rare praise. He b.u.t.toned the jacket quickly so that my engorged nipples pressed against its silk lining. Then he lifted me onto my feet.

"You're going to walk out of here now, Stephanie. I want to watch you as those shafts fill you and the

jacket rubs you."

My eyes widened. I could feel the first aches starting where he had mentioned. I nodded in response.

"Now, Stephanie."

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