“Hope I’m not interrupting. I’m Detective Blain,” he said by way of introduction.
He watched the curvaceous coach stop what she was doing and turn to face him. His heart pounded in his chest and his mouth immediately went dry. She was stunning. Her almond-shaped eyes set off her face above her perfectly portioned pixie nose. Her pouty pink lips were glossed and shone in the summer sun. He was afraid that if he looked directly at her for another minute, his dick would give away his attraction.
“I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time, Shelly?”
The coach looked up sharply at him. “It’s Coach Minor when we’re on the field,” she said abruptly.
Dennis looked around at the teens that surrounded the mentor they had been instructed to respect. “I’m terribly sorry, coach. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“How can I help you, detective?”
Dennis motioned her away from the crowd. “I’m sorry to interrupt your practice. We’ve had a stretch of break-ins recently. I stopped by the field to ask if you could watch for any superfluous electronics that might be suspicious enough for us to know about.”
She looked him up and down. He hoped his hair was in place and he wasn’t perspiring in the midday sun. “I don’t remember you being on the force when I lived here,” she said with a mischievous smile. “You must be relatively new to The Coast.”
“I’ve been here for a few years,” he said flirtatiously. “I’ve been a detective for the past five.”
Her smile widened. “I’ll keep an eye out for your contraband, on the condition that you take me to dinner, detective.”
Dennis almost swallowed his tongue. He couldn’t believe his luck. This woman with a stunning body, beautiful face, and a quick wit wanted him to take her to dinner. “I–I–I would…”
She stopped him before he could embarrass himself. “I’ll probably need to know your name, though.”
“Dennis. It’s Dennis Blain.”
“Nice to meet you, Dennis,” she said as she smiled and extended her hand.
“How do you feel about dinner at The Shoal?” he asked when he had regained his composure.
“That’s awfully fancy.”
Dennis shrugged his shoulders and answered as casually as he could. “It’s my favorite first date place. We can eat in the dining room or sit outside in the sandbar lounge and watch the sunset.”
He watched her bite her bottom lip before responding. “They do have the best seafood around. I’ve missed east coast seafood,” she admitted.
Everything about her was sexy. “Perfect. This is Wednesday. How do you feel about Friday night at seven?”
“I like the sound of that, detective.”
Dennis quickly jotted down his number in his notepad and ripped off the piece of paper. “Occasionally, criminals do stupid things and I get called in to work at the last minute. You might want to confirm with a call or a text about an hour before, just to be safe.”
“That sounds very romantic.”
Dennis chuckled at her candor. “I’m afraid it isn’t, but it’s my reality.” He looked into her deep brown eyes. “I promise I’ll be all romantic at dinner.”
He was elated as he drove away from the school and down the highway. After more than six months without a woman in his life, he finally had a date. A date with a smoking hot, sexy little bombshell of a woman who looked like she would be a heap of fun.
Besides a date, connecting with the coaches just might lead him to a stash of electronics and other items that had been stolen from locals and tourists alike.
Before stopping to see Lexi, he placed a call to The Shoal restaurant to place a reservation for Friday night. He mentally made a list of things he needed to do before his date, including wash his car and stop at the florist to pick up a bouquet of his favorite first date flowers. If she questioned his ability to be romantic, he’d pull out all the stops.
He was barely six feet tall and by her estimate, approaching forty, but his body showed few signs of his age. Behind his thick cock was evidence of a six-pack of abs. His chest was completely free of hair and well defined. His legs were thick and powerful and she knew he’d be able to support her against the wall of her choosing.
She cried out when he threw her down on the bed and pushed her knees wide open. She immediately felt wetness escape as his fingers probed at her pussy. There was little finesse to his approach and she suspected it could get rough. He was definitely an alpha male.
“I love a waxed pussy,” he murmured as his fingers sunk deep and his thumb began to rub at her clit. “Smooth and sexy is just how I like it.”
She watched his jaw clench tight as he studied her hair-free flesh. His fingers probed aggressively enough to make her tits bounce in time to his movement. She didn’t object. She knew he needed to stretch her tight flesh before his cock came anywhere near her.
Kneeling between her tanned legs, she noticed his cock begin to drip. Seeing his arousal made her pussy throb. As Dennis moved his fingers harder and faster against her, she felt her legs begin to tremble in the telltale signs that she was about to come.
“I want you to fuck me when I come,” she begged before her back arched and she let out a long high-pitched cry as her body jerked against the sheets.
He was relentless, rubbing his thumb swiftly across her clit as she gasped for air.
“Fuck me,” she moaned.
Her eyes opened wide and she sucked in a lung full of air as the head of his cock sent shots of pain-filled pleasure through her body as it disappeared between her shiny pink pussy lips. She wailed as his dick slowly disappeared inside her with each firm thrust he delivered. She had never felt anything like the surging pleasure she was experiencing with this monster cock inside her. She clutched at the pillows above her head as he lunged. When his hand grabbed at her breast and squeezed, she heard herself yell. Her vision blurred as another wave of pleasure washed over her body. He seemed to know exactly how to make her come.
“Christ you’re an easy fuck,” he grunted as her pussy spasmed around his cock.
When she lifted her feet and placed them against his chest, he groaned loudly. She squealed as he sucked on her toes as his hips thrust against her so hard, it lifted her hips off the sheets. Again, a body wracking spasm enveloped her body.
“Do you see what I’ve done to your pussy?”
She gasped for air as he paused just long enough for her to enjoy a look between her legs. His dick was coated in thick white cum that layered against her flesh. “That’s all you,” he bragged as he coated his fingers in the slippery fluid. He pressed his middle two fingers against her lips, until she eagerly began sucking them. The ache between her legs made her heart pound until the pounding motion of his cock replaced it. His fingers muffled her fourth orgasm. She could see how proud he was to have drawn such an intense reaction.
He pulled his dick from her and sat back on his heels. “Do you have to work tomorrow?”
Unable to speak, she shook her head.
“Good. Because your ability to walk may be compromised.” He slapped her hip and motioned his head. “Roll over. I want that sexy ass in front of me.”
She didn’t hesitate. The way he handled her had her more aroused than she could ever remember. He knew what he wanted and he wasn’t afraid to ask for it. Demand it, even.
With one hand pushing her face into the pillow, his other hand delivered a smack to her right cheek that vibrated to her shoulders.
“You liked that,” he said as he rubbed the tip of his cock against the fresh cum that her pussy had released.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
He unleashed another spank before taking one cheek in each hand and spreading them wide.
She flinched when she felt his warm, wet thumb begin to circle her asshole. The sensation was exquisite. She could hear that he was enjoying it almost as much as she. With his cock rubbing the length of her pussy as his thumb circled, her body shook.
“That’s right,” he said in a growly voice. “Let me see your pussy when you come.”
She quickly gave in to another release.
“That is the prettiest pussy I’ve ever seen.” He groaned as he pushed his cock back inside her. “I’ve made you come. Now, it’s my turn.”
She couldn’t think of anything she wanted more.
She hadn’t expected a gentle finale, but she also hadn’t expected him to keep his thumb in place as he reached over to repeatedly land his hand heavily against her ass cheek every three or four thrusts. Each smack echoed in her ears. Each smack also made her pussy tighten. As he pinched her stinging flesh, she let out a low cry as one final orgasm overtook her body.
A second later, she felt his fingers grip her hair tightly and she knew he was nearing his own limit. “Come,” she shouted over his grunts and groans. “Fill my aching pussy,” she pleaded.
She felt his hips jab in an entirely new rhythm as he let out a guttural groan.
Finally. It was over.