The Heart of Stone

____The heart of Stone___


Sergeant Callum Stone stretched behind the custody desk, where he sat doing his paperwork, nights really were the pits. Coffee he decided, the nick was eerily quiet, the only prisoner too drunk to make much of a noise. He caught sight of light on in the CPS lawyer’s office, a half smile crossed his face as he remembered the last time he had seen the sexy lawyer, the previous morning.

*****Her face relaxed, eyes half closed as she murmured his name “Callum….”

“I have to go” he said, short, to the point.

She sighed “I know” she whispered as he leant over and kissed her softly, feeling the desperate passion only fulfilled minutes ago re ignite, he pulled away, this was no good, he had to leave, he must leave, now. He left the room without another word or backward glance. She heard the front door close and hugged her misery at him leaving to herself.*****

“What are you doing here?” he asked, gruff, off hand.

“Unfinished business” she replied, sulkily, walking around the desk in front of him.

“Oh yeah?” he smiled into her tired eyes, he took in the professional, almost prim clothes, that barely hid the lithe body underneath, for him anyway.

His eyes took in the white blouse, the lace of her bra showing as she moved, the skirt fitting her hips perfectly, finishing just at her knees, the shapely calves encased in sheer stockings, the small heeled court shoes. His gaze moved to her face, her hair in a clip, tightly imprisoned, her eyes blazed green under the lens of her glasses.

She returned his gaze, her eyes moving over his strong shoulders down to his tanned forearms, his hands and fingers, capable of controlling the toughest of prisoners, also capable of the gentlest caress. Over his chest, where yesterday she had rested her head, feeling his heartbeat slow with hers, his legs that had tangled with hers as they writhed together desperately, her eyes returned to his face, holding his look, daring him to finish what he had started now.

No words were needed as he wrapped an arm around her waist, he sensually removed her glasses, his hand snaking up to her bra, unhooking it with an expert touch, he slid his hand round to cup a perfect breast, stroking the nipple with the lightest touch of his fingers, feeling it respond instantly, leaping to erectness, he moved to the other, doing the same, looking into her eyes as they widened with lust. His free hand undid the buttons on her blouse, slowly, teasingly, as she slid her small hands under his shirt, caressing his chest, teasing the hairs, making his nipples respond like hers.

Her blouse was open now, and he drank in the sight of her, then kissing her with soft lips, feeling her mouth open under his, keeping the pressure light he nuzzled down her throat, taking each breast in turn, gently grazing his teeth against the nipples, feeling a slight shudder go through her as he did so.

She had undone his shirt, running her hands from his shoulders to his abdomen, stroking along his waistband with her fingers, feeling him breathe in, involuntarily, as she delved a little deeper, feeling the waistband of his boxers, running her fingers along the skin next to the fabric, she felt his stomach muscles quiver. She traced her hand round the waistband, her other hand caressing his buttocks gently.

His hand slipped easily over the silky fabric of her tights, she felt an inward stab of triumph as he inhaled sharply on finding the top of the stockings and the suspender belt, under her skirt. His hand traced the belt to the point between her legs, his fingers stroking her through the silky material of her panties, she bit her lip to prevent herself begging him to take her now as he slid his fingers inside the panties, encountering her damp softness, she was unable to hide a hiss of pleasure as his expert fingers brushed the hairs, making her flood with warm wetness. He pushed her skirt up to her waist, then slid her panties down gently, once removed he pushed her gently back on the desk, kissing her mouth, paying attention to her breasts again. As he stood between her thighs she could feel the erection tightly contained by his trousers pressing into her, he moved away kissing down her belly, swirling patterns with his tongue in the sensitive area around her hips, feeling her push towards him. He ran his tongue lightly over her pussy, first the edges, then the slit, then caressing her swollen clit with the tip of his tongue, she moaned softly as he continued, her hands in his hair as he gently and deliberately swirled his tongue around her, feeling her throb and twitch he increased the pressure, pushing his tongue inside her and back and forth.

“Callum….” She moaned “Oh god Callum” low and throaty as his fingers replaced his tongue inside her, his mouth reclaiming her throbbing clit, gently again as she started to writhe, he felt her start to twitch and throb intensely as he increased the pressure again, his fingers getting faster as they delved inside her. She groaned again as she came on his tongue, sudden, sharp. He felt her spasm and flood around his fingers, her fingers raking his scalp as she moaned his name.

“Callum, Oh My God Callum” over and over again.

He traced up her body with his tongue, standing over her with an undisguised look of triumph. She eased forward undoing his trousers and pulling them down. He closed his eyes in pleasure as she stroked his hard cock, feeling it bob as she released it from his boxers, she traced her fingers around the engorged head, making him open his eyes, he kissed her gently as she grasped him, her fingers wrapped around as she gently slid her hand up and down, she stroked his balls, feeling him shudder as she gently touched him, his balls to his throbbing end and back again. She arched to him as he stroked her again, his fingers sliding over her soaking still throbbing pussy, as her fingers became more insistent on him, he gritted his teeth as he fought for control, feeling a trickle of pre ejaculation fluid ease out of him. He slid his fingers in and out, harder than before, burying his face in her neck, gently kissing and nipping the skin. He knew he would explode the minute he was inside her, she was so tight, wet and warm.

She parted her legs and tilted her hips up as his fingers teased her towards another climax, this one threatening to be more intense than the last as she felt the flutters begin in her pelvis and travel down to where his fingers were working.

“Uuuugh” she moaned “Callum” she stopped stroking him, guiding him towards her opening, he let the head lie against the sticky wetness, ready to thrust into her, he lifted his head and looked into her eyes as he pushed, feeling the tight muscles envelop him, he started to thrust immediately, shallow at first, then deeper, more urgent as he felt her twitch and writhe under him, he fought to hang on until she came, wanting her muscles to grip him as she did, which he knew would make him come. He couldn’t hang on any longer as her cries grew louder, he rasped her name into her hair, as he felt the throbbing overwhelm him she spasmed around him as he thrust deeper, she could feel him spurt inside her as she came with him, madly thrusting together as they both revelled in the others orgasm. Gently and slowly he pushed into her now, gradually to a stop as he gently kissed her face with his lips.

“Wow” he said resting his forehead on her shoulder, feeling the sweat trickle down his back.

“Yeah” she sighed into his hair, wrapping her arms around him tightly, protectively, she knew this was when he felt most vulnerable. She stroked the back of his neck feeling his breathing return to normal as he softened and slid out of her. He held onto her waist, enjoying the comfort of her enveloping him, he felt safe, loved.

“You are fantastic” he said at last, moving away from her, covering her up with her clothes, leaning to kiss her before he pulled his boxers and trousers up. She righted her own clothes and leaned into his arms again, snuggling closer, knowing she only had him for a few more short minutes. He kissed her again, moving back towards the door

“I have to go again” he smiled as he pulled something out of his pocket, a small box, she gasped as she opened it, it contained a pair of expensive earrings.

“Happy 5th anniversary!” he said, backing out of the door “They were supposed to be ready yesterday, I had them made, I’m sorry if you thought I had forgotten, I hadn’t” he grinned at her “I love you”

“I love you too” she replied, her eyes glistening as she looked at her husband “I have to go too, the babysitter will be wanting to go home”

She kissed him goodbye as she headed out the door.