The Dirty DA

The Dirty DA


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Skye was led into the District Attorney’s office by an officer who left the room as quickly he as entered. Ric looked smug sitting behind his desk not even attempting to show any remorse. Skye just glared at him.

“Why did you bring me up here Ric?” she asked. “To gloat?”

“Of course not Skye. I wanted you up here so that I could make you an offer.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Shouldn’t Alexis be here if you’re going to make any sort of deal with me?”

“Ms. Quartermaine, please have a seat.” he instructed and she did so. He then proceeded to get up from his desk and walk around in front of it, leaning up against it. “The kind of deal that you’re about to except Alexis doesn’t have to know about.”

“What kind of deal?” she asked.

“The kind where I set the rules and you abide by them so that you’re case will never make it to trial.” Ric informed her. “You’re not prison material Skye, even I know that.”

“You’re the DA.” she reminded him. “What are you going to do about?”

“I’m offering you a deal. The kind that’s hush-hush and has it high points. A deal that will satisfy us both.” Ric informed her. “Are you game?”

“I do love a challenge.” Skye replied. “You’re offering me my freedom in exchange for sex?”

Ric nodded. “What do you say Skye, are you interested?”

She was silent for several seconds. “How can I turn you down?” she asked, blankly.

“You can’t.” Ric said simply.

Skye stood up and moved in closer to Ric. “What do you want to do first?” she asked him, her lips dangerously close to his, she knew that she was intimidating the hell out of him.

“You’ve played this game before.” he stated, looking in her eyes.

“I’m not going to dignify that with an answer.”
“You don’t have to.” he told her, placing his hand over her breast, squeezing her through the material. “So the question is what would you like to do first?” Ric repeated. “Well, Skye, that’s completely up to you, would you rather fuck me or suck me?”

Skye moved her hand onto knee, her nails lightly scratched up his thigh, she caressed him through the material of his pants. She raised her eyes from her hand to his eyes, “Do you like it rough Ric?” she asked in a whisper. Before he could answer her caresses got rougher, causing Ric to remove her hand.

“What’s wrong? You don’t like it?” she asked.

“No, I like it.”

Skye moved in closer to him. “Well, then....” she mumbled, leaning in, covering his lips with hers while her left hand went for his tie. “What are we waiting on?” She had no problem removing his tie or his shirt, kissing him thoroughly in the process.

His hands tangled in her hair briefly and then went down the front of her sweater. Their kiss broke long enough for him to remove her sweater. Reaching around her, he unzipped her skirt and pushed the material down her thighs. Skye undid his zipper and reached inside, finally having contact with him. Her lips grazed over his. “I want you, naked.” she whispered.

Within mere seconds he was undressed. Ric moved to his knees, he took the top of her silk thong and slowly slid it down her legs, she stepped out of it and then drew him back up, into a standing position. She reached around her back and unhooked her bra and then let it fall to the floor.

Ric pressed his body into hers, his hands traveled over anything he could reach. He led her over to the black leather sofa and pulled her down on top of him. His tongue ran over her taut nipple and he began to thoroughly suck harder before moving to the opposite breast.

“Do you want me Ric?”

“Yes.” he murmured against her skin.

Skye pulled away from him and moved so that he could lay down. She touched his rock-hard erection lightly at first before running her hand down the shaft. She brought the head up to her lips, closing her hot mouth around it, sucking ever so lightly and then encircling it with her tongue. Ric’s hands tangled in her hair, he bucked his hips forward, trying to get her to take more of him into her mouth.

She moved back up his body, “Aren’t we the anxious one?”

Ric’s hand moved down between her legs, “You’re incredibly wet.” he told her, dragging his finger down her sex. “I’ve wanted you for so long.”

Skye’s breath caught in her throat as he added more pressure against her most intimate parts, she drew her bottom lip between her teeth.. “Luke is one lucky son of a bitch.” Ric continued. “He has you...or had you all to himself. Tell me Skye, how does a man like Luke keep you? Is he a good fuck or do you love him?”

“I don’t want to talk about Luke, I want to talk about you and how your going to get me off, so to speak.” She said, sexual innuendo filling her voice. “Or how you would care to try.”

Ric felt himself becoming more aroused, if it was even possible, her voice and her naked body in front of him made him want to explode. Her hands found the way down to his arousal once again, she stroked the shaft with her closed fist, while licking his lips, kissing him and pressing her taut nipples firmly against his chest.

His hand never left her as he continued to stroke her with his fingertips, occasionally penetrating her briefly and then moving to caress her swollen clit. This only made her strokes harder.

“Now.” he told her in a breath. “I need you now.” he moved her hand away from his body and then somehow turned them so she was below him. His lips crushed hers as his hand felt it’s way back between her legs.

Skye decided to make him wait, she clamped her legs shut. “Do you want me, Ric?” she asked..

“Yes.” he answered, knowing exactly what she was doing.

“Tell me.” she whispered, her lips so close to his.

“I want you.”

“How bad?” she asked, snaking her hand down between them, grasping him tightly.

“Very, very, very bad.” Ric told her, thrusting himself forward into her hand.

Skye took his bottom lip between hers, then she pushed her tongue inside his mouth, rubbing it erotically against his. “Do you want me Ric, or do you need me?”

“Both.” he breathed. “Please, please, open your legs.”

“Why?” she asked, moving her hands to caress his bottom.

“I want to be inside you.” he said, impatiently.

“That’s not what I want to hear.” she teased. “Convince me.”

“I need to fuck you.” he told her, curtly.

He grabbed her wrists with his hands and held them down against the black leather of the sofa. Ric’s lips went directly for the soft, inviting skin on her neck, he used his tongue and his lips to manipulate her. Noticing that her legs began to part, he nudged his thigh between her’s, forcing her legs completely open. Without warning he thrust himself inside her, causing her to gasp.

Ignoring her cries, he drove himself deeper inside of her, pulling almost completely out before slamming back into her. He held himself above her, determined not to let her wrists go. When he moved, her body had no choice but to move with him. Ric gave her vigorous strokes, sliding in and out of her sopping core with such ease as his body pierced hers relentlessly.

“Ric, stop, you’re hurting me.” she cried out.

He continued to fuck her, hard. “I thought you liked it rough?”

“I do.” Skye answered, wickedly, lifting her hips meeting his.

He released her wrists, suddenly having the urge for her hands to roam over his body, to touch him and she did. Her hands caressed his back and then his bottom, pushing him tighter against her momentarily and then running her hands through his hair. She arched her back, throwing her hips forward, her hands still in his hair as he plunged rougher and rougher into her.

Skye’s lips parted, slightly and small moans elicited as his fingertips traced the outline of her lips and then placed the tip of his index finger inside her mouth. She bit down on his finger and then swirled her tongue around it. He moved his finger out of her mouth and drug it down over her neck and further between her breasts. Rising up, she placed several wet kisses on his chest as their bodies moved together frantically.

Heavy breathing filled the entire room as Ric lowered himself directly on top of her, his hips bucked forward, giving hard, deep plunges as her inner silkiness contracted unmercifully around his rock hard shaft. Covering her lips with his own, he stroked his tongue against hers, kissing her deeply. She couldn’t take it anymore, her body began to tighten around his and within a few forceful thrusts she hit orgasm, hard. Her back arched and froze, her mouth wide open his name was a scream of delight on her lips.

Skye knew that he was right behind her, he gave her a hard, deep thrust and she could feel him jerking and releasing within her. Ric collapsed on top of her, breathing hard into her neck.

“Insufficient evidence.” he breathed.

“What?” she asked, just as breathless.

“There’s not enough evidence to go to trial.” Ric told her. “The evidence I did have was just lost.”

“Good.” Skye said. “Now about those other charges...”


The End!


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