Overview
What's the best way for Jack to get over a robbery? Hooking up with a hot police officer, of course! And when the man in uniform whips out handcuffs and a baton, a night of gay bondage, domination and submission expands Jack's world. Warning: This 3,500-word erotic short contains handcuffs, a baton and a dominant cop not afraid to use them. May be too hot to handle!
--EXCERPT--
Officer Bayram moved to my make-shift bedroom, taking his position.“Alright, I'll be the attacker. And then?” I gulped. Seeing the man next where I slept was disturbing my pacified dick. I nudged myself back. “We both stood there for a bit. Then I went towards the door, and he ran after me.”
The cop sped across the room like a flash of light. He edged his body behind me. Something pushed against my ass, and it wasn't soft. “Then he grabbed me.”
“How?” I took his hands and pressed them into my half-covered chest. My skin prickled at the touch. “Like this.”
Bayram gripped the sides and threw them apart. The sound of clothes getting ripped off was the best aphrodisiac. His breath whispered past my ear, sending tingles through my neck.
I tried to put together words, but he had already swung me towards him. His lips, light and sweet, brushed against mine, and his beard made my skin bristle. I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, but there was no way I was wasting this moment. My mouth pressed into his, and his tongue flickered into me. I felt electric, like sparks would shoot out of me at any second. My fingers ran through his peppered hair, taking in the texture.
“Did he do this?” He picked me up with his tree-trunk arms around me and headed for the bedroom. His hands hugged my ass with a firmness that drove me wild. The tension was going to kill me. I nibbled at his ear, and his attempts to hide his moans got me to smile. “Don't drop me.”
“Pretty boy like you? Never.”
