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shook his head grinning. "Nah, not going to be that easy, Officer."
    Eyes narrowed, she nodded. "Fair enough, Agent Rivers." Slowly she undid the first of the four buttons on the tight fitting blouse. His eyes followed her fingers as they slowly undid button after button; with each button she could see the fire within his eyes increasing.
    Once undone, she shrugged off the blouse and tossed it to the floor with his jeans. She palmed both of her breasts in her hands, kneading them, pinching the nipples until they were good and tight. Grant watched, transfixed and licked his lower lip. His dick jumped and jerked under her. Damn, she wanted it in her so badly she could feel her dampness starting to slowly run down her inner thighs.
    Liking his reaction she hiked the skirt up fully so it was settled around her waist. His eyes immediately shot down to her shaven mound. Placing a hand behind her, steadying herself on his thigh, she arched her back and slipped her hand between her legs. Palming her mound she watched his expression turn from heated hunger to raging desire in seconds as he clenched his jaw in an attempt to keep from groaning.
    Oh, I'm halfway to winning already , she congratulated herself silently. Letting her head fall back, her back arched, she spread the lips of her pussy and began to stroke her clit, moving against her hand as she moaned softly.
    "Oh that's not fair, Nikki!" he growled, his voice hitching and his cock flexing under her juicy pussy. A clink of metal sounded as he pulled at the restraints.
    Nikki grinned, continuing to pleasure herself as he watched, helplessly. She began to alternate between stroking her swollen clit and dipping her fingers deep within her, stroking her inner wall. She moaned loudly as jolts of pleasure rushed through her, starting at her head and rushing down her spine to throb between her legs.
    His cock jerked and moved under her, anxious to slide deep into her, but it was to be denied. He could have her once he admitted defeat. Nikki moaned louder, partly for show and partly because she was coming closer to the brink. Fuck, she wanted him in her so badly it hurt. She was so tempted to say screw it and impale herself onto him, but she held strong as the tremors rushing through her got stronger.
    She began to buck harder against her hand, her breasts bouncing as she rode her hand, pretending - and wishing - it was his big beautiful shaft. Knowing the agony he was going through, knowing how much he wanted to grab her and toss her to the bed, ramming his cock into her, spurred her on and excited her almost as much as having him thrusting into her.
    "Oh God. Yeah Grant! So good!" she gasped nearing the brink.
    His anguished groan followed by the clink of metal was her only reply.
    Higher and higher she rode her hand until she was cresting the summit. And then, in one sweet glorious moment she hit her climax. She cried out as her pussy contracted and then released, her juices dripping onto her hand.
    Panting, her chest heaving with her breathing rapid she opened her eyes and straightened back up on him. Taking her fingers from her pussy she locked gazes with him, her eyes looking into his tormented grey ones, and she brought her index and middle finger to her mouth. She licked her fingers clean while taking satisfaction in his dark, heated expression of longing.
    "I'm open to negotiation," Grant proclaimed.
    Cocking her head to the side she settled onto his lap, taking a moment to settle herself so that he could feel her dripping juices on his groin. He closed his eyes and groaned lightly. Damn, she loved having this power over him. He was always so strong and so in control, but together - like this - he was hers to command. His cock, oozing with pre-cum, rested between her legs staring up at her, as if pleading with her to relieve him of his anguish.
    "What kind of negotiation?" she finally asked, suppressing a grin of victory.
    "I will concede that you are the victor of the bet, but