Pretty Dirty (Dirty Bad Things Book 2)(53)

And that's when I came — harder than I had ever come in my entire life.

It was like a truck hitting me and sending my whole brain into orbit. Between the two big studs fucking me harder, and more dominantly than I’d ever been before, and both of them filling me with their cum as they sandwiched my body tightly between them, I came like a rocket. My whole body seized up as I strained hard against the handcuffs, screaming into Blake’s shoulder as my orgasm dragged me over.

The two cops continued to slowly fuck me, their hot, sticky cum leaking and dribbling out around our joining as my pussy and ass clenched at them. Slowly, Dustin pulled free of me, making me whimper as I felt his hand move to cup my ass, stroking me lightly with his finger. Blake helped me off of his lap, pulling me into the back seat with him and letting me lie back on it. I draped my head into his lap as Dustin climbed in after us, pulling my trembling legs into his lap.

I panted, collapsing into both of them as I felt my body tingle and shudder and shiver in the aftershocks of what’d just happened.

And what had just happened? My mind was whirling at — bar-none — the best sexual experience I’d ever had, and I could feel this warm, glow spreading over me as they stroked my skin with their powerful hands.

Before, I’d felt like their willing, submissive slut — their dirty girl moaning and begging for their cocks.

Now, I felt like their prized possession, both of them holding me like that and stroking my skin.

I felt protected.

"Well, what do you think, man? Should we still take her down to the station?" Dustin grinned at me as he reached behind me and unlocked my cuffs. I groaned as the feeling swept back into my hands, but he and his partner quickly each took one and rubbed, sending the blood-flow back into my fingers.

Blake chuckled as he reached down to stroke my hair, tucking it behind one ear. “Would that mean we have to share her with the rest of the force?"

My eyes went wide, and he grinned. “I’m just kidding, Samantha.”

For a second, I was almost torn out of the fantasy of these two being strangers at the sound of my name. But then, I did remember that they’d checked my license at the road-stop earlier.

Just then, the front door to the house opened, stirring all three of us. I whipped my head around and squinted to see Tim walking out and down the driveway towards my beat up old car that he’d driven here. Quickly I ducked down as he got into my car, seemingly without even seeing me, and drove off.

The two guys were grim-faced and scowling as I sat back up.

“You don’t deserve that shit, you know,” Dustin growled, his eyes lancing into mine and holding them.

“It’s…” I trailed off. It was what, true? Was I that amazed that this cocky, gorgeous stranger pretty much hit the nail on the head with my relationship?

“It’s complicated,” I said quietly.

“It’s not, Samantha.” Blake’s hand dropped to my knee, and I turned my head to him. “You’re fucking incredible, and that guy?” His eyes narrowed. “That guy is the biggest fucking idiot in the world.”

I smiled as I felt both of them pull close to me, arms holding me. “Thanks, guys.” I sighed. “Yeah, I guess he is an asshole, huh?”

“Seriously, fuck Tim,” Dustin spat out.

I laughed, and then I froze.

A lump formed in my throat as I slowly turned to him. “What did you just say?”

His eyes darted past me to his partner, and his face went grim. “Nothing, forget it.”

“How the hell do you know his name?”

Dustin frowned, his mouth shut, and when I glanced back at Blake, he was doing the same.

“No, answer me!” A cold shiver creeped through me as I reached for my bikini top, quickly tying it back on as I yanked my skirt up my legs.

“Samantha, hang on—”

“Please answer the question,” I said quietly,

Blake sighed slowly. “We know Tim’s name because we’ve been watching him.” His face hardened as he met my eyes unflinchingly. “We’ve been watching both of you, actually.”

The world started to spin.

“It’s an ongoing investigation, Samantha,” Dustin growled. “We’re not just highway cops pulling over gorgeous girls—”

“No, stop,” I hissed, my anger rising to the surface as what they’d said slowly sunk in.

I shivered as I jumped over Blake’s lap and out of the car.

“Samantha, hang on!”

They both followed me out, pulling pants on and buttoning uniformed shirts over chiseled bodies — bodies that had just been so close to me.

“What the fuck is going on?!” I almost screamed, backing away from them and shaking my head.

“We’re investigative detectives working in conjunction with the FBI.” Blake took a step towards me, but I backed away further, recoiling at what they were saying.

“Tim’s a bad dude, Sam,” Dustin said quietly, his eyes blazing. “I mean beyond being a prick to you, he’s in bed with some real bad people—”

“You’ve been watching me?”

The two men froze, jaws tightening.

“Answer me!” I screamed.

“Yes.”

Dustin’s words cut through the silence between us.