Hesitation held no home in Cole's body. He was forward, intoxicatingly aggressive, wrapping her up in his arms and holding her as his tongue found its way into her mouth. The coy dance they had shared with one another on the couch had graduated into an impassioned tango, their tongues tasting and twirling with one another, moans escaping their respective mouths and clashing like cymbals between teeth. She could feel him<i>everywhere. </i>Hands at her face, then at the curve of her ass, his tumescent cock pressed against her belly. Her hands clutched possessively at his shoulders, nails digging into the skin as she held him, trying to pull him closer, closer,<i>closer</i>until--<br/><br/>He pulled away. It was only for a moment but Reese felt the whoosh of cool air run between them, cutting through the humidity they had created together. Cole took her hand and placed it atop his length, and as if to signal her approval a rush of pink bloomed across Reese's cheeks in a rosy swell. She squeezed gently as Cole used her to stimulate himself, a gasp leaving her lips as he pulsed in her grasp, strong enough to be felt even beneath the muffling of his boxers. The deafening growl inside of her told her she wanted this. She needed this. She needed<i>him</i>, this man who saw no reason to cower at her position. Cole was as proficient at taking risks as he was following orders, and this confidence that he would do precisely what she needed without requiring a step-by-step series of commands was invigorating.<br/><br/>"All this is for me? Aren't I a lucky girl," she breathed, leaning into his kiss. She gifted Cole's thick member a final squeeze before he descended along her body, catching her thong on his fingers and tugging as he went. Her black hair splayed out behind her head like a delicate fan made from the shiniest silk, her body was loose and elegant as she prepped herself, allowing him to stare, to admire, to pull her legs apart. She noted he left her guns right where they were, didn't bother to try and unstrap the holsters, and at this she felt her pussy clench and throb rhythmically, the sensation all too welcome after a long absence.<br/><br/>He took his time, passionate yet patient as he allowed the electricity between them to pirouette from his fingers and delicate kisses all along her form. She hadn't expected it of him, was sure he was the "all or nothing" kind, the type to run into the dark chasm without warning, without knowing, still a smile on his face. But he was proving her wrong, worshiping her thighs and caressing the small bit of hair along her mound, drinking her in with his eyes and leaving her feeling<i>wanted</i>. It was addictive, this feeling, this need pulsating from him that she felt in tune with, as if she could feel his desire in every fiber of her being, every nerve inside of her alight and alive with his lust.<br/><br/>As Cole began to lick and suck at her clit, to dip his tongue and explore the wetness of her vulva, Reese couldn't help but clutch at the back of his head, holding him between her quivering thighs. "Fuck, Cole," she moaned, coral lips opened in a wide O as the lieutenant discovered every special spot between her legs that set her body on a violent roller coaster of sexual ecstasy. She could feel a warm fluid drip from her, could hear the sound of eager wetness as he explored her. The more intense his kisses became the more she craved, hooking her legs over his shoulders and lifting her pelvis to better meet his mouth. She began to grind against him, holding his head against her pussy, slick with saliva and cum, abdomen flexing as she rocked her hips.<br/><br/>"Make me cum, Cole. Make me cum, fuck me, then make me cum again," she commanded, her voice dripping from her lips, quavering and drenched in desire. Her eyelids fluttered as her head fell completely back, words failing her as a series of soft moans and whines left her mouth. She could feel her pelvic muscles beginning to clench, a sign she close to climaxing all over her lover's handsome mouth. Fingers flexed and stiffed at the back of Cole's scalp, heels dug into the muscles of his back as she ached to feel him sheath himself inside of her.<br/><br/>"I want you," she gasped, her clit pulsing with need.