You are MINE (closed)

[susurrus]

Greg heard the exchange between Gabriella and the other girl. and when the waitress went back to work, he grabbed Gabriella's wrist when she slid his new drink to him.

"What was that about?" he asked anxiously, knowing something unusual was happening, but wanting to know more. Between Lance's envelope and this girl's mysterious message, there was definitely something strange going on, and his police training was telling him it linked in to some part of that autobiography she'd told him after her breakdown.

 

[Asa]

Some suit wanting them to pass on a hug... I have no idea. The only suits in my life are you and uncle and some of his associates and little bro Braddock. Not too many suits come in here so... Clueless about this Hun sorry.

She shrugged and leaned in to softly kiss him quickly.

 

[susurrus]

The mystery of the whole deal was driving Greg nuts. Something was up, of that he was certain. Someone from Gabriella's past, he had little doubt, but she wouldn't give him anything to work with.

It was obvious to him she wasn't going to give up any information here at he bar, with all the unwanted extra ears around. She had put on her brave face again, and was acting like everything was just fine once more, but Greg could sense a tightness, a wariness underlying it. She was waiting for something, someone, but she wasn't anticipating it with any degree of eagerness...

 

[Asa]

The night dragged on and finally it was closing time. She placed a call to her landlady asking if she had seen anyone hanging around. Anyone she had never seen before. When the answer came back no she calmed a little more she told her that she was not going to be coming home that night and to activate the alarms leading to her apartment as well.

So Greg you gonna wait in here or at the car while we close up shop?

 

[susurrus]

"I think I'll just wait in here. I don't know what's going on, but I don't think I want to let you out of my sight right now.

'But, if for some reason, you need to go see Lance, I'll let you go in the office by yourself. He seemed genuinely in the dark about that note, so whatever the fuck that was all about, he didn't mean anything by it.

"Go on. I'll put my stool up when it's time to go."

 

[Asa]

Nodding she walked into the office to get her check.

Sorry I snapped like that earlier... Just... Words from ghost. Whoever sent them probably thought they were being cute and had no Idea... I'm fine.

 

[susurrus]

When Gabriella stepped through the door to his office, Lance wasn't sure what to expect. He didn't know if she'd expect him to strip like she had the other night, or if she'd grill him further on the origin of that weird note he'd brought her, or just what. When all she did was ask for her check, he was surprised. She didn't seem so angry, so disdainful, toward him, at least at the moment.

Then, when she actually apologized, he was floored. Still, he didn't belabor the issue. It was obvious that that note had affected her deeply, and she was genuinely afraid.

Handing over her check, he told her, "Must be some ghost. You need any help, you let me know. I know you've got Greg, but any other things you may think of me aside, I don't want you hurt, in any way, by anybody."

 

[Asa]

She nodded.

Yeah... Like I said it could just be some fan or something... I'm sure its nothing.

With that she turned to walk out of the office and go home.

 

[susurrus]

Gabriella downplayed the note, which surprised Lance, given her reaction to it. Still, if she wasn't going to be more forthcoming, there was little he could do. His only response was a brief, tight-lipped nod.

Lance was shocked when Gabriella just turned and started out the door. She hadn't come into the office with a chip on her shoulder, and she made no indication that she wanted to try to exert her authority over him. It was unlike her. He remained hopeful that somewhere along the line, she'd at least partly fall into step with the other girls. He wanted to peel those tight jeans off her round ass and get his hands on her big, full tits. He knew she had to have a spectacular body - the outfits she tended to wear left no doubt of that. He just wished he could see her body without its protective outer coating.

This was one time Lance really envied Greg...

 

[Asa]

She walked over to Greg and with a nip at his lip.

I want to go home love... Now... your place is just fine lets go.

Her voice held a trace of that command as if she was going back to being herself.

Think you could drive properly with me straddling your lap riding my pet all the way home? Hmm?

 

[susurrus]

Greg's cop instincts told him Gabriella's attempt to be forceful was strained. She was still bothered by what had happened that evening, though she was trying very hard to not let it show. Still, that she was trying was something, at least.

And as far as the other thing...

"Baby, I would love to fuck you all the way home, but if one of my colleagues saw us, I'm afraid they'd call it 'impaired driving.'

"But I certainly wouldn't say no if you tried something else on the way." Greg's cock was stiffening in anticipation of Gabriella's apparent horniness in light of the obvious distress she'd experienced that evening...

"Let's get the fuck out of here," he said, taking her hand. "I can't wait to get my cock in that hot cunt."

 

[Asa]

Well then might just need to work you up to begging on the way home. Let's go.

Once in the car she opened his pa ts up as her hand slithered in to free him some with a wink.

I am glad we left a pair of restraints hooked to your bed. I think you have definitely earned being tied down worrying so much. And you know how much I love hearing you beg lover.

Her hand slithering over him her lips and breath on his ear. Whispers of the sensual suede cat o nines and her riding him as she leisurely swats at his chest. Or her grinding her hips against his lips.

 

[susurrus]

Greg could hardly wait for the tease that was to come. Gabriella knew exactly which buttons to push to get him the most worked up.

When she unzipped him and started fondling his cock in the car, he knew he was in for a rough, glorious night.

At the thought of being tied to the bed, Greg moaned, then said breathlessly, "Whatever Mistress wishes." He really wanted to get home and feel Gabriella strap him to the bed and tease him till he couldn't stand it any longer. He could hardly wait to beg for this woman.

By the time they pulled up to Greg's place, his cock was stiff as hell and raring to go. He was so horny he could barely wait to get inside. Still, he knew he had to tuck his hard-on back into his pants before going to the door. It wouldn't do for a cop to get caught on an indecent exposure rap. Still, it wasn't easy getting his big erection covered up again, but eventually, he managed. When he got himself as decent as he could, he looked back up at Gabriella, who looked quite amused at the effect she had on him, as well as his current dilemma.

"Let's get the hell out of here. I need you so fucking bad," Greg panted. He felt his cock release a load of precum into his pants. There was probably going to be a wet spot. He didn't really care, and Gabriella would find that amusing as well...

 

[Asa]

She smiled hiding her desire to laugh as he tried to hide his erection. As they hurried into his place she couldn't help but giggle. However his words brought that devious smile to her lips.

Pet wants to start the night nearly begging already... Mmm.

Once they were inside of his apartment she turned and shoving him back up against the door and kissing his lips firm rough and hungry.

 

[susurrus]

Greg knew Gabriella liked it when he switched to sub mode, and his obedience yielded a smirk and a saucy, "So, Pet wants to start the night nearly begging already, hm?"

Greg merely answered that with another, "As Mistress wishes." His cock was hard as a steel rod and wanted pussy so much, but after what'd happened the night before, he was reluctant to play Top again any time soon.

When they got inside, Gabriella pushed the door closed with Greg's body. Greg loved feeling Gabriella's luscious curves pressed against him, and as she kissed him like she wanted to devour him, she pushed her hips against his hard-on. Greg felt another surge of pre-cum force itself from his cock. He was certain to have a wet spot now. However, he didn't really give a damn. Gabriella would love knowing the kind of reaction she could get from him.

Greg's hands slid down her body, coming to rest on Gabriella's tight, round ass...

 

[Asa]

Neither really knew they had been followed... But by whom?

She purred and ground her hips against him more.

Bed... Now...

That dominance there but just as her usual edge as she spoke.

Make love to me... Now.... Greg!

 

[susurrus]

Whatever had gone on earlier that evening, Gabriella apparently needed reassurance that there was some degree of normalcy still in her life, because she seemed pretty desperate for Greg and what he could give her. That didn't bother him in the least. He loved when she ground her body against his and when she told him what she wanted sexually from him.

When she growled, "Bed. Now," he wasted no time. Greg wrapped his arms around Gabriella's waist and held her tight, lifting her off the floor and carrying her to the bedroom.

Once they were there, he expected her to order him to lay back on the bed, so she could take advantage of the restraints she'd placed on it the last time they played. However, before he could set her feet back on the floor, she gasped, "Make love to me!"

Whatever this woman wanted, Greg was going to give it to her. He wasn't sure if she wanted slow and gentle, or rough and wild; Gabriella's definition of "making love" was pretty broad. Greg decided to take it somewhere in the middle of those two, somewhere along the line of "normal vanilla." If she wanted more or less than he was giving her, he knew Gabriella well enough to know she'd coax him in the direction she was really desiring.

Without putting her down, Greg wrapped an arm around her and held her tight while one hand slipped down and gripped her ass, tonight clad in a pair of tight leather jeans. Soon both his hands held her ass, and he felt Gabriella's heels lock tight around behind his ass.

Greg started with a passionate lip-lock. He loved kissing this woman, and by all indications, she enjoyed kissing him just as much. After several minutes, Greg started kissing along her jaw and down her throat. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold her like this for much longer and continue to kiss any further down her body, but loved having her cling to him so much, he was going to kiss her neck a little bit longer, before putting her down so he could start getting her out of her clothes and get to the real fun...

 

[Asa]

Hugging tight to him her hands clawed at his back her hips pressing and grinding.

Now... Pet..

 

[susurrus]

The breathy, desperate tone Gabriella gave him told Greg how she really wanted this "lovemaking" session to go. Slowly releasing her from his grip, Gabriella lowered her legs so she gracefully landed on both feet, freeing Greg's hands for more important things.

'How many corsets does this woman own?' he thought as he started working the stays. 'And how the hell does she manage to get into them by herself?' he wondered. He wasn't actually complaining. Gabriella looked too fucking hot in the form-hugging apparel for him to contemplate her attire too deeply.

One thing was sure: Greg was getting damn good at removing her tight outfits, because it only took maybe a minute before Gabriella's luscious tits were on display and ready for action. Her tight leather pants were a bit tricky, but once more, Greg was getting to be quite the expert in disrobing this gorgeous girl.

Before too long, Gabriella was totally nude, and to Greg's eyes, she'd never looked hotter. With a gentle push, he urged her onto the bed. As Gabriella sat, Greg lowered himself to his knees, homing in on her glorious pussy.

Still clothed, Greg buried his face in Gabriella's fragrant, horny cunt...

 

[Asa]

A gasp and a purr her hands caressing through hair...Her hand slithering through his hair as her hips bucked a little to grind and press against his lips.

 

[susurrus]

Gabriella said not a word, but her actions spoke much more loudly. Greg licked and lapped, tasting everything she could give him. He was happy to eat her this way, as long as she liked. He had no intention of stopping until she wanted him to fuck her, or whatever she desired from him next. His current plan was to keep at her pussy until she couldn't stand it any longer. It wasn't that he expected her to beg, but he loved hearing her demand to be fucked...

 

[Asa]

After a long while she pushed him away from her and moved up to laying on the bed completely.

Now!

 

[susurrus]

When Gabriella pushed him away from her pussy, he knew it was time. He sat back while she repositioned herself on the bed and spread her legs wide, her soaking cunt ready for what she demanded next. It wasn't begging, because she knew he wouldn't make her wait.

Suddenly, Greg realized he still had way too many clothes on. Not taking his eyes off Gabriella's hungry pussy, he disrobed in record time. Thus, properly attired for the task at hand, he took an ankle in each hand, lining his hard-on with the glorious hole set at the perfect level, and pushed forward in a single, easy thrust...

 

[Asa]

Yes... Very good baby... Now...

Her hips undulated and ground against him. She let her eyes sink deep into his with a purr.

 

[susurrus]

God, this woman was hot. Greg only gave a brief moment to Gabriella's interpretation of "making love." If she wanted a fucking, then a fucking she'd get.

Pulling her legs up so her calves rested either side of his face, Greg wrapped his arms around Gabriella's thighs and started to pump his hips...