" Punish me, Annika... Shivaay pouted with a smouldering gleam in his eyes. His hands were cuffed behind him and wholly in her mercy, but his shy wife needed persuasion. Annika blushed to the roots of her hair and was thankful for the policewoman hat to hide her eyes. When he has that predatorial look in his eyes, her instinct is to hide.
"You caught a thief, Annika. So punish me !! he rushed her playfully sending her into helpless giggles. She was too innocent to think of spanking or beating (thankfully) so her shyness to just kiss him was something he aimed to remove completely. He used his bent knees to send her hurtling forward into his chest.
Her gasp of outrage, brought her policewoman sternness back. She braced her elbows on either side of his head and bent down to his face in slow motion. She puckered noisy kisses, trailing down from his forehead , eyes, cheeks, nose and chin. She reared back to admire her handiwork, he looked back like a smug sultan, with his face peppered with lipstick kisses. Punished , indeed, she giggled at his obvious enjoyment.
Hovering over his lips, she evaded by millimeters, the magnet pull instinctual. He got impatient and rose up to meet her lips and she let him. Hot breath and soft moans, he thought she had given in. But, as soon as he tried to deepen the kiss, she would pull back a tiny distance, denying entry. Not once, twice, but every attempt.
"Minx... you are a mean cop.. he grumbled with narrow eyes and she threw her hair back and laughed. She looked sexy like this, the playful siren. Evading his searching lips , the thief tugged at his cuffs impatiently for release. Annika giggled at Shivaay's mock-angry face, in his eyes a gleam of mischief appeared.
Suddenly, hands were around her, capturing her tightly, as she shrieked in protest between mirth.
"Hey ! I arrested you!! she shrieked.
"Muhahaha.. it's not a common thief you have caught milady... " he warned as he tumbled them over noisily and pinned her down beneath him. Her eyes shining with happiness and laughter, he felt a surge of affection wash over him.
He kissed her deeply, and took back with interest what she had denied him earlier. Completely smudging off her lip color, his lips were swollen and altogether more tempting.
But he could hear voices outside, others were gathering. Both shared a conspiratorial look. They urgently moved garments aside, hastily made love, uncaring of who awaited. They climaxed in breathy giggles, he buried his face in her neck to calm his breathing.
"You messed my hair, Shivaay!!
"I love you too, madwoman...
That morning Annika learned a new term: Quickie *wink*
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