Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : Jon Bradbury
Word Count :48000
Publication Date :2010-11-29
Series : #
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- Product Code: 978-1-55487-098-1
A detective mystery about a business tycoon, his wife, and the police officer who saves his life.
Kelly Hutchinson is a dedicated city police officer, happy with his life, his work, his friends, and especially his girlfriend Vanessa. But one day he saves the life of prominent business tycoon Stephen Vasquez. And suddenly Kelly finds himself in a whole different world -- one where money calls all the shots, and everything is for sale -- and gets a tempting offer. But he wasn’t prepared for the sweetest temptation of all -- the tycoon’s wife, the beautiful Latin soap actress Rachel Vasquez, not used to hardly ever seeing her husband. Can Kelly get through all this with his morals and dignity in tact? And more importantly, can he figure out who is trying to kill Stephen Vasquez?
Still in the twilight zone between fully awake and fully asleep, I was slowly becoming aware of pleasant sensations.
It seemed like I was still in dreamland. In the dream, I was getting one hell of a blow job. An incredibly realistic dream, I could feel the warmth and moisture surround my cock.
But I also felt other sensations.
I felt soft fingers caressing my skin, the tips of long square tipped acrylic nails softly scratching my skin, and warm breath on the tip of my cock, followed by soft, warm lips. Then I felt silky-smooth hair on my thigh. My right leg was being gently squeezed in between soft, ample, natural breasts.
A sweet female voice said, "Is my big, strong police officer awake yet?"
I snapped instantly awake. This was no dream! "Okay, Vanessa, I'm awake."
Vanessa stopped having her way with my cock, and moved back up, to snuggle up against me. "Good morning, baby."
I turned my face, to look in her soft brown doe eyes. "Good morning, sweetness."
She caressed my face with the back of her left hand, and her right hand rested on my tummy. She softly nuzzled her lips against the nape of my neck. "Did you like your wakeup call?"
"Why don't I pick up where I left off?"