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inside me and still hard. He thrust more
slowly. I went limp and he settled half over me. I finally opened
my eyes at the feel of him still throbbing inside me. I shifted and
he fell out finally. I moaned and rolled to my side. He patted my
up thrust hip and then pulled me back against him. I settled and he
rubbed my stomach and then my pussy hair.
    “So you would do anything else?” his
voice teased me and I tensed but he soothed me and I went limp once
more. “I guess you aren’t who I was looking for after all Red,” he
said lazily still rubbing my pussy in small circles.
    “Then I’m free to go officer?” I
quipped. His chuckle made me smile in this odd
situation.
    “I love big tits and wide hips babe,”
his words soothed me for some reason.
    “Well then lucky me!” I sassed
back.
    “Mouthy little thing aren’t you?” he
quizzed and patted my ass. I sat up and moved around a bit before
getting out of his truck bed.
    “That’s the rumor,” I agreed wryly and
began to dress myself in my shorts. My bound hands made it
difficult to do but I managed to get them zipped and buttoned while
he watched amused.
    “Shit Red, I like mouthy, especially
when it is that talented too.” I raised a brow and without another
word held up my wrists. He was slow to reach for his key ring and
slower still to unlock the manacles. I rubbed my wrists and noticed
the dull ache and the light bruising that showed. I shook my head
and looked at his handsome face one more time before turning away
to go to my truck. I got in and started it, pulling out while
watching him watch me in my rearview mirror. I shook my head and
smiled a bit. I couldn’t wait to get home and write this one down
in my diary. I sped up and was thinking of how I would title this
adventure. I looked up and noticed flashing lights in my rearview
mirror…

Chapter 2
    I looked down and sure enough, I was
speeding. I pulled over and the truck pulled in behind me. I laid
my head on the steering wheel, groaning. I rolled down the window
and saw a familiar, grinning face looking at me. He pulled off his
glasses and raised a dark brow. I just shook my head and started
giggling. He laughed a bit too but then his face got stern and he
gestured me out of my truck. I turned it off and got out. He took
my wrists and looked at the faint bruises then turned me to face my
vehicle and frisked me again. I let him, knowing that round two was
going to be completely different from round one.
    “Do you know how fast you were going
this time?” he asked over my ear as he palmed my breasts. I turned
to look at him and grinned.
    “Bout 15 over I’d guess.” I sassed and
his chuckle made me smile. His hands were insistent as he pushed
down my shorts and rubbed my clit. He groaned at how wet I was and
I moaned a bit since I was still sensitive. He ground on my ass and
I gasped. “You can’t be hard again.” His fingers delved deeper and
he panted a bit as I pushed back against him hard.
    “Guess I am huh?” he grunted as I bent
my knees and rubbed up and then down over and over until he grabbed
my hair and barked “Stop,” as he pushed me harder into the side of
my truck. I stopped but grinned widely. He moved back some and then
turned me to face him. His eyes were so dark and his face so angry,
I couldn’t help but piss him off more.
    “You gonna cuff me and stuff me
officer?” I purred and his face relaxed and I knew I was in big
trouble.
    “Oh yea, you’ll be cuffed… and
stuffed,” his voice growled and made me shiver a bit in fear. “See,
I recall you claiming to do anything if I stopped,” he continued
and I paled a bit, swallowing hard.
    “But you didn’t stop so that doesn’t
count now.” I reminded him as he pulled out his cuffs. I couldn’t
help but hide my hands behind me. He grinned at the movement and
dangled them once more on a finger and as he stared me down. I
sighed and put my hands out, close together, and once more he
cuffed one wrist. I