Harley~
I strip my clothes piece by piece, and everything hits the floor. For a human, Ben is incredibly passionate and a little kinky. I entered my bedroom to find him as naked as I now am, lying in my bed with a long-stemmed rose in his mouth. He threw back the sheet, revealing his already erect manhood.
He levels me with a heated gaze as he strokes himself slowly. I've got something for you.
"That, I can see."
Crossing the room, I take the rose from him. After giving it a sniff, I set the bud aside and straddled him on my bed. "No handcuffs tonight, Mr. District Attorney?"
I moved my hips, back and forth, rubbing my cilt and folds along his shaft and licking his lips. His hot tongue enters my mouth and dances with mine. I moan his name low. I submit my neck to him eagerly.
"We will have to use yours, detective, unless you want me to go back down to the car." He nibbles and sucks the skin below my ear.
"Outside is not where I intend for you to go." I pushed up on his chest and tossed my hair over my shoulder.
Ben's hands find my ass, and he squeezes me. I giggle with delight as his hands spread my cheeks, and he runs his fingers along my crack from top to bottom.
"Benjamin, are you trying to seduce me?" I give him a low growl.
He gave me a cocky wink. "Harley, I am always trying to seduce you."
I raised my hips, and he guided his head to my core. One fast, deep movement took him into me. That's how he likes it! Now he's calling my name between our heated kisses. I ride him like a broke horse, with such force that my tits are flopping up and down painfully against my chest. I pulled Ben's hands to meet them, and he cradled my breasts and teased my nipple between his fingers.
With the support for the girls, I continue to drive him into me, greedily taking every inch he offers. Still, I want more. The wolf in me craves bigger, harder, and faster. The orgasm's impact surged within me, and I sensed my claws extending as Rae tried to emerge. I quickly remove my hands from his chest and throw my head back just as my eyes go black. That would be hard to explain.
Ben turns me over, he pins my hands above my head, and strokes me slowly and deeply. "Is this what you want?" I wrap my legs around his waist and push down on his back
"No, harder!" I growled in frustration.
Ben starts faster and thrusts more forcefully as I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on. When his rhythm stops and his dick pulses within me, I tighten my core to let him ride out his pleasure. Ben likes that too; he groans as his cum runs down my asscrack. He collapses onto the mattress beside me, taking me into his arms.
"I have something else for you," he whispers.
"Already?" I gave him a gurrr and pinched his nipple.
He grins like the cat that ate the canary, leans over the bed, grabs his pants, and pulls a little black box out of the pocket. Oh, holy hell! My face lost its color. I recognized straightaway what it was. A deer caught in the headlights, fighting for its life, had nothing on me! He sits back up and opens the box. "Harley Gibson, will you be my wife?"
I stared blankly at Ben, looking between his face and the beautiful pear-shaped diamond he'd revealed. I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Again, I closed it and swallowed hard, closing my eyes. "Benjamin, I can't marry you," I finally breathed.
"Why not, Harley? I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life showing you how much."
My heart breaks as tears stream down my cheeks. "I don't return your love, Ben." He is now looking at me in disbelief, which makes it all the worse. "I can never. It isn't you. It's me." I quote the oldest cliché in the book. Only in my case is it true.
He pushes away. "So you have been using me all this time?" His accusation stung. "Did you believe you could further your career by sleeping with the Commissioner's son? Is that it?"
"Not at all, no." Figuring it would help, I got up from the bed. It didn't. I am still down as low as a snake's belly. Nothing I could say or do would make this any better. Short of unleashing the beast within and showing him why we can't be together, that was not an option.
"I am sorry, Ben."
"That is not good enough, Harley, not this time!"
My phone rang. Since I have no life outside the department, I don't need the caller ID. Saved by the proverbial bell! I thought as I swiped the green phone. "Yeah, Captain."
"Harley, we have another floater. Santa Monica Pier. The call came in from a hysterical mother whose ten-year-old found the body by the amusement park."
"I am on my way, Captain."
"You need to hurry; the press will love this. I will see you in an hour."
Tossing my phone on my bed, I dashed out of my bedroom to retrieve my clothes from the living room floor. "I have to go," I said, beginning to dress faster than I thought was possible. "Duty is calling."
"If you leave through the door, I'll be gone upon your return, Harley."
"I understand, and I don't fault you." I fastened my shoulder harness, ensuring my Glock was securely in place. "If this were another time and place, I would happily agree to your offer."
Without another word, I turned on my heel and fled the scene of my crime.