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Click hereWe were 'us' again. I didn't need to hear the words. I could feel it. While she wasn't really a rape victim, she was the next best thing. I suppose that should be 'next worst thing'. Only planning, training, and close support had kept her from becoming more victim than arresting officer.
Emily kissed me hard. I could sense her body beginning to quiver.
"Oh god, baby, that's it! Right there! Right there!" she grunted. "Harder! Fuck me harder! I want it! Make me cum!"
Now that was more like my Emily. I felt a flood of relief, and did as she asked, drilling her faster, and deeper. I also felt a rush of excitement. My fears now seemed unfounded. Emily was safe, in my arms, and apparently unchanged by the incident. She was grunting and moaning happily as I pounded into her sopping wet depths, and I knew she was close to orgasm.
I was almost there myself, having been swept up in the moment, and I gritted my teeth in an attempt to hold back the inevitable. I turned my head, and saw the look of bliss on her face, eyes shut tight, as she concentrated on the pleasure she was feeling. That look was too much for me, and I lost it, slamming home once more before I erupted, with a roar.
Emily's eyes opened wide in surprise, then closed again, as she smiled and gasped at the arrival of her own orgasm. We ground our hips together, each of us caught up in milking every ounce of pleasure from the other, both of us panting hard at the effort. I flooded her pussy with a huge load of sticky goo, and she drenched me with a wave of her own fluids. It seemed it would never end, but as we both felt that surges waning, we looked into each other's eyes.
"Mmmmm, yes... thank you...darling," she smiled, caressing my face with one hand. The other hand held my ass tight, not willing to risk me pulling out, while she undulated her hips and worked my shaft against her clit for a few more seconds.
I rested on top of her, catching my breath, and thinking about what I wanted to say to her. She read my mind.
"Let's go to Hawaii next week," she suggested. "I could use the extra time off, and no one will deny me the vacation. All the reports are filed, and the trial won't be for months, so there's no time like the present. Do you like that idea?"
"I do," I replied, with a giggle as I realized I'd be repeating those very words in a few days.
A vacation in paradise, with my beautiful Emily. My world. My life. My wife.
My hero.
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Hoping we get a follow up with the wedding and the children they make growing up.
SO IT'S OKAY TO KISS ANOTHER WOMAN'S MAN FULL ON THE LIPS IN FRONT OF HIS WIFE EVEN IF YOU ARE A GRIEVING WIDOW!!! COPS SHARING.....DAVIS IS A MAN SLUT
Emily married a weak wimp....a wimp who gets turned when consoling a grieving wife who just lost her husband....not much 9d a story.....sweet and fucking boring
What a wonderful tale, A Cop and a writer. The only disappointment is that here we are some 5 years later and no follow-up continuation of this lovely story. 5/5