to explode.
He let go of her ass and she turned around to face him. Looking him in the eye, he could see that her pupils were dilated and her lips were parted. Reaching down between her legs she took his cock and gently placed the tip against her pussy, rubbing it back and forth. He couldn’t stand it. Putting his hands on her hips he thrust his hips up slamming his cock all the way into her wet pussy.
She was riding him now, the slapping as their bodies met and the bouncing of her tits almost driving him insane. He watched as she threw her head back as her body started to spasm. He could feel her pussy clench around his cock and he was lost. With a shout and a final thrust he came, the waves of pleasure rippling through him and never seeming to end. Panting, she collapsed on top of him, his cock still inside her, and he held her close. Eventually he drifted off to sleep again. This time there were no dreams.
Chapter 8
They met at a coffee shop just around the corner from the precinct. Kyle had arrived early, anxious, and was already seated in a booth by the window, nursing an Americano when Sandy walked in. Sliding into the seat opposite him she ordered the same and sat back.
“So? Have you got him?” he asked immediately.
“Good morning to you , too!” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. He waved her off, impatiently. With a sigh, she replied, “No. I’m sorry, Kyle, but we’ve looked everywhere, got feelers out, but no one has seen him.”
Kyle felt himself deflate. He had hoped that she would have good news. “So how much effort are the LAPD actually putting into this? I don’t suppose it’s really that important to them.” He felt bad for saying it as soon as he saw the stung look on Sandy’s face. “I’m sorry, that was uncalled for.”
Sandy nodded. “Yes. It was.” She looked at him in the eyes. “You were one of us Kyle, and so was Lori. It’s important.”
Kyle dropped his eyes to the coffee in front of him. “So what now?”
“We keep looking. Keep talking to our CI’s. Something will give. It just may take some time.”
That’s exactly what he was worried about. It was starting to eat him up inside and the longer it went on the worse it was going to get. “Give me five minutes with Luccio, alone. I’ll get you the information you need.”
Sandy sighed. “You know better than anyone that it doesn’t work like that. And you want him to pay don’t you?”
Kyle nodded.
“Then you have to let us do this by the book. The last thing any of us wants is to get this guy and then find out he gets off on a technicality.”
“I know. I’m sorry. I guess it’s just that we’ve never been so close before.”
Sandy looked him in the eye. “I know it’s hard, but you have to believe that we will get him in the end.” She smiled. “Look, as soon as I have any news, anything, I’ll let you know. Okay?”
Kyle tried to return her smile, but it looked more like a grimace. “Okay. Thanks, Sandy.”
Drinking the last of his coffee , he left 10 bucks on the table, said his goodbyes and left Sandy to her coffee.
Chapter 9
Something was wrong. Tara had been woken by the sound of the front door closing. Checking her watch, she saw that it was not yet 9 a.m. That was twice in two days now he had left without letting her know where he was going. Their lovemaking last night had been as intense, as passionate, as it always was but she couldn’t help but feel that he was holding something back.
Throwing back the covers , she slipped on her robe and went to make coffee. Pacing round the kitchen, she felt like a caged animal. She couldn’t spend another day all alone with just her thoughts for company. She had started venturing out more and more as time had passed, but she was still nervous about going out alone so, usually, they went out together.
B ut today, she needed to get out. If she didn’t, she felt like she was going to scream. She was not going to spend another day