leone!

you kept them hidden.

you were still thinking about the perfect time to show them to leon. maybe casually or simply letting them in his wallet for him to see? you weren’t sure.

so you kept them out of sight.

in a little box inside your panties drawer, which had a red ribbon above it. the polaroids you’ve taken while leon was away in a mission were kept there.

one of them in which you were wearing his favorite lingerie set, simple, but effective. another one with wet hair, you had just get out of the shower and took a mirror picture, your tits showing. and the last one, completely naked, not showing your face, only your body.

he deserved to see them.

you wanted him to.

but there they were. hidden.

the days went by and you even forgot about the goddamn box. until he found them.

god. he found them.

maybe the fact of hiding them in your panties drawer was a mistake. leon had opened it for a single reason: getting one of your panties to jerk off to them. his favorite activity for when you were not with him. you were still at work and he just had to do it. imagining his girlfriend in his favorite lingerie set was more than a dream, it was a need.

he saw the little box, his curiosity speaking more than loud. he hesitated before opening it, afraid he was invading your privacy. little did he know, he actually was. leon took the red ribbon off, seeing the polaroids you had taken.

“fuck..”

he whispered to himself, already feeling himself getting hard. he took one of them, analyzing it detail by detail. his favorite one was the bathroom one. your tits reflecting in the mirror, your wet hair falling over your face. it made him remember all the times you two fucked in the shower.

so he kept it. he kept the fucking picture of you half naked in his wallet.

he didn’t say a word about it for a while. he kept it a secret as well, ashamed to be so needy. but to imagine you took pictures like that.. god, every time he would pay for something, he would just burst into flames looking at it.

but with time, the secret would be out.

and it happened. once you two went out and needed to pay for dinner, he opened it. you recognizing it, even though only half of it was visible.

“leon.. what is that?”

he smiled, closing the wallet and putting it on his pants once again.

“my girlfriend.” you were left out of words. “fine, you found my secret..”

you sighed. “w-where did you find that?”

“your panties drawer.”

another smile. he knew what he was doing. fuck, he did.

“w-what were you doing in my panties drawer..?”

“you know.. the usual.”

he got up from his seat, and so did you, leaving the restaurant and heading up to the car.

“what is the usual leon?”

“let me ask you: do you usually take pictures naked and don’t show me them?” he looks up and down at down at you. “what a naughty girl you are.”

another smile.

“lee.. sorry, i was going to show them to you.”

he got closer and kissed your cheek.

“no need to apologize baby, just.. next time you take a picture naked: make sure to hide them well.”

“so, where were you in the day of the murder?” he asks you, while you sit on the dining chair.

“oh, i was here at home officer.. sorry i didn’t quite catch you name…”

“kennedy.”

“kennedy.” you smile at him. “i was at home making dinner. carbonara, if i recall.”

kennedy and his partner, whose name you didn’t care about right now, were sat in your dining room. it was almost ten and you were wearing only your night gown. they rang your doorbell when you were getting out of the shower, which surprised you.

now, they both were asking questions about the night of two days before, in which a house in your neighborhood had gotten on fire, killing a young woman and her husband. they were asking all the neighbors about the night, “it’s protocol” they said.

“did you know any of them?” you answered a no with your head. “and the husband?” no again. “ever even talked to him?” no.

“i don’t understand the questions about the husband” you said. “i never talked to any of them besides a ‘good morning’ or ‘how are you?’.. only saw them across the street couple of times.”

officer kennedy took a deep breath before continuing.

“a few of the people that live here confirmed to us that the husband was having an affair.”

“oh i knew he was that kind of a person, but whenever he hit up on me i would deny it, of course.” you say, crossing your arms and legs. it was the truth, after all.

“so he would hit you up?” kennedy said, a jealously tone into his voice.

“yes officer.” you analyze him as he writes your answers down. “he’d text me sometimes asking for a cup of sugar and sometimes something more.”

“which would be?”

silly. such an innocent question.

“my body officer.” you slightly smile, not being embarrassed at all, unlike officer kennedy, that now was shaking a little to write and blushed as well. cute. “but i’d never send him anything.. everybody knows that i’m a good girl-“

“can we see those texts?” the other officer asked, your expression closing at sight. “they’re evidence, after all.”

“of course.. my phone is upstairs, in my bedroom, you two can follow me.” you said, getting up from the table and getting yourself together to go up the stairs.

both of them followed you, not until the officer number 2 stopped, listened to his radio and told kennedy.

“they need me back in the station. can you take care of everything here?” kennedy nodded, while the other one left your house and he got upstairs with you.

you opened your bedroom’s door, realizing that, since they got there when you came out of the shower, all your clothes were on the floor.

including your panties.

“oh, i’m so sorry officer..” you said, taking them away. “you can come in, please don’t mind the mess i made.” kennedy entered the bedroom, as you sat on the bed and got your phone, unblocking it and searching for the texts. once you found them, you gave it to him. “you can read them all. they’re all from two to three months ago.”

he read them with caution, holding your phone slightly, making it seem it was about to fall. the expressions he made gave you the clue that he was a little shocked. after all, it was a man asking to see you naked. maybe he’d never thought of that happening to anyone actually, i mean what would he do if a woman sent him a naked picture?

“gosh, i’m a little shy..” you smiled, hiding your face a little. “i mean i’m standing here in my night gown… it’s kinda of exciting don’t you think?”

kennedy lifts his head from the phone, a little flustered.

“yes, miss i- uhm-“ he looked a little lost. “here’s your phone. thank you for- ehh.. your help.”

“do you always work so late?” you ask him, getting up from the bed. “i would say it’s kind of dangerous but you’re a cop so.. i bet you know how to handle things.”

“i mean we-“ kennedy finds it hard to find words. “we have training, and things like that.. i- i entered just three months ago so i’m.. still learning i guess-“ he smiles proudly.

“got it.” you smiled back to him. “so rookie.. you have a girl?”

“uhm- no miss. i don’t.” he suddenly found his words again. he was firm in his answer. why you wonder.

“i thought so.” you get closer to him. “i didn’t see a ring on your finger.” you reach for one of his hands, analyzing it and caressing it. “that’s interesting, y’know?”

“is it.. miss?” he asks, now breathing hardly.

“yes! of course.. sir.” you smile. “you ever had a girlfriend?” you back away from him, going over your bed again.

“no ma’am. i- i never had one.”

“not even in college?”

“n-no..”

“aww.. how sweet.” you lay down on your bed, legs slightly open and staring at him. “ever had sex?”

kennedy breathes again, looking around him and shaking slightly.

“why are you asking m-me those questions miss?” he’s now blushing.

you laugh slightly.

“oh officer i’m just trying to get to know you! i actually don’t even know your proper name..” you pout to him, while still smiling.

“it’s leon.” his hands are resting in his belt. “you c-can call me that if you want.”

“really?!” you get excited. “alright leon.. what else can i be to your help?” you say, taking off slowly your night gown.

“i- uhm..” he looks around him once again, a little lost.

“oh i understand sir.. i know what you would like then.” you get up, night gown now open showing your chest and intimate parts. “you can sit down.”

he nods a yes, sitting in the side of your bed, blushing so hard.

you kneel in front of him, biting your lip.

“can i?” you ask.

“w-what do you mean?”

“can i suck your cock officer?”

“oh- uhm.. y-yes.. please..”

you smile, unbuttoning his pants after taking his belt off, his officer gadgets falling over the bed. you can see his boxers being full and slighly wet from the precum. leon avoided looking down on you, besides wanting it so bad, also drowning in shame after you realized how hard he was.

you took his cock out of his boxers while it twitched in pleasure. god, you knew how much he wanted this. you also wanted to make him feel good. he never had this type of intimacy with anyone, and to be the first woman to do such was an important job.

you licked the tip, tasting the precum. you could see his abdomen contracting as he let a moan out.

"we're just starting baby.." you said and you licked it again, making him moan more and loudly.

his moans turned you on enough to keep going, sucking little by little. you started to wonder how he never got to fuck anyone with a dick his size.. what a waste. he'd have to come back for more, for sure. just the sight of his moaning and almost coming was what you needed to get wet. he's so good, such a good taste he had.

"a-ahh~ y-yes mhmm.. it's so- good.. aah!! yes yes-" he now got brave enough to guide you and hold your hair, not pulling it or anything, just helping and caressing you. you went more and more deep, feeling his cock down your throat. "f-fuck.. i'm- i'm gonna- aahh~"

such a pretty boy. everytime you look up he was more and more of a mess. trying to cover his expressions, his shy eyes falling over you sucking him. as you kept going, faster and faster, deeper and deeper, leon was already starting to shake and almost getting there. you took your mouth off his cock and directed him towards your chest, continuing to thrust it. he finally came in your tits, his cum warming your chest.

"aahh~ so.. good- mhmm.. y-yes yes.. ahh..."

he finally relaxed, now being able to look at you properly, breathing deeply as you still played a little with his dick.

"aww baby, look at the mess you made." you pouted at him, his face blushing. "i guess.. you'll have to come back here so you can fuck me properly.."

"can i board yet?" you asked.

you have been waiting for your private jet for near two hours now, risking missing the meeting you had in chicago. it was around 3pm and you had just left another meeting, full of people who just made your work more stressful.

you needed to relax.

"they just gave the hands up miss." the attendant said to you, while you imediatly got up your seat, heading to the gate. "you can board now".

of course, you saw him go over to your bag.

"let me carry this for you." carlos said, getting them from your hand.

working for you for over two months now, carlos was the only security available for the flight with you. mr. oliveira was young, even though he looked older with his dark hair, height and muscles combined. the suit he wore almost didn't fit quite well.

you also knew he was only carrying your bags not because of his job, but because he liked treating you as such. always opening the doors of cars, checking if the heels you were wearing hurt or even the simple headache you had two days ago, he made sure you were okay.

always sweet. but always cocky.

"thank you." you said with a smile, finally walking up to the plane.

you board, making sure you were comfortable, taking off your shoes, closing the windows and preparing your seat to lay down a bit and then, you find yourself quite lonely.

and you really weren't in the mood to be alone right now.

relax. relax.

you got up and went to the back of the plane, where carlos was seated, fingers moving no stop on his phone. he had taken his tie off and opened a few buttons of his shirt, allowing you to see a little of his chest.

sexy.

"who are you texting?" you seated right in front of him.

"work." he turns his phone off, breathing heavily before continuing. "they want me to come back to LA tomorrow morning, which means you'll have to stay without me for tomorrow's event."

he smiles. such a bitch he is.

"thank god. i was getting tired of having to see your unshaved beard." you say. which was a lie and a joke. you were the one to tell him once you liked a simple beard on men. not to full or nothing. just the basics. "i bet it's inconvinient when you kiss someone."

"you want to figure that out?"

you needed to relax.

you laugh, looking away from carlos. "you work for me!" you put your legs on top of his. "that would not be professional sir."

he lifts his hands in the air, in a signal of losing.

"i'm sorry miss, it's just.." he grabs your legs, putting them now in between his, while he opens them a little more. "you know how to tease a man."

you smile. "do i?"

"yes." he thrusts his volume in your direction, making you slightly touch it with your feet. you can already feel he is kind of hard, maybe from thinking of kissing you, his beard leaving your neck red and his lips making bruises on it.

you stare at carlos, and then his pants, and then at his eyes again, in a signal for him to open them up. you want to see it, to see him hard just for you.

this escalated so fast, you can feel even your heart rate going up.

so he does it, he opens a few buttons and takes his suit off, folding his sleeves, all while staring at you. he really wants it. and he really is hard. good.

you get up and finally, sit right on top of him.

"woah.. you're fast.." he says, not knowing what to do with his hands.

"i'm not really the teasing type. nervous?" you ask him.

"maybe." now resting his hands on your thighs, almost up in your ass. "is not everyday your boss and you almost make out."

"do you want to make out?" you ask him.

you know he does. but it's part of the game. he has been so cocky for the past two months with you, but in the moment he can take your clothes off and fuck you, in your private jet, he doesn't know what to do.

so sweet.

"no." he answers. "making out it's not enough."

you want to ask him what is enough. but nothing really is. having him deep inside of you wouldn't be enough. finishing in his ock wouldn't be enough. sucking him, no, nothing.

for it to be enough you would probably need it to be going on for hours long.

you bite your lip, smiling softly while aproaching his. you feel him getting harder and harder, so you move your hips to fit his cock just perfectly. his hands are now going up your waist, taking off your shirt. carlos takes his time to admire your bra before taking it out and kissing your collarbone, while you take his head, guiding him to your breasts.

"mhmm.." he lets a soft ma out. "so pretty."

kiss, kiss, and another kiss. and then your mouth. and then you feel his tongue. and he gets harder, almost throbbing. he takes your pants off, and pulls your panties to the side. one finger, two fingers deep.

"f-fuck.." you moan. he is so big. two fingers already hurt a little and he is not even going fast.

"so tight huh?" even more deep. "can i fuck you here? do you want that?"

nodding a yes, you're not sure how to answer, at this point you're wet, and you know he is wet too. fuck. you do want him to fuck you.

you take his hand out of you, proceeding to kiss him deeply before he takes his cock out of his boxers. god. you feel pathetic looking at him like that. like a puppy. biting your lip, carlos takes your hips and guides you to his tip, you help him put it in.

he didn't even take your panties out fully. only put them to the side.

what a bitch.

"a-ahh- slow.. slow down.." you moan. not being able to take everything right from the start.

"yes baby we can go slow.. don't worry, i know you can take it mhm?" he kisses your temple while you adjust yourself.

"y-yes.. aah~"

he puts himself slowly into you, you feeling every inch of his cock, feeling like you're going to explode. he keeps guiding your hips up and down, until you're finally confortable enough to do it on your own.

you start to unbuttom carlos's shirt, tired of being the only one basically naked. a smile appears in his face, happy to know you also wants to appreciate his body. not only that, but you want to feel it as well.

"been wanting to do this since that event in new york- mhmm.." you keep going as he tries to keep concentrated, but you know that you bouncing on his dick is going to make him insane now or later. "the short dress you wore?" he thrusts firmly. "wanted to tear that out- so bad- oh fuck.."

you smile as he lets a couple moans out. so good to watch a big boy falling apart because his cock is inside of you. specialy when it's your bodyguard.

"i would've let you- you could've fucked me in that counter in front of everyone and i would absolutely love it." you whispered to him.

"argh- f-fuck-" he pulls you closer. "cum on my cock baby, c'mon-"

you started going faster as carlos buried his face in your neck, kissing it non stop. it made you feel something in your belly and you moaned louder and louder, putting your own hand over your mouth so the pilot wouldn't hear.

"no, no.. let 'em hear you. how you love giving your pussy to your bodyguard huh?" he takes your wrist and places it in your chest, holding it firmly so you don't go back to shuting up. you felt it coming, but the mess he made you just didn't make you possible to warm him. then in the next second you were finishing with him inside of you, trembling and shaking over him. "so dumb for me.. now let me cum baby." he was almost taking himself out of you, but you stopped him right there.

"in-inside, please- mhmm-"

"yeah? want my cum inside of you, so bitchy of you.." he kept going. "you sure baby?"

"y-yes, i need- aahh, please."

thrust after thrust, it didn't take long before he came inside of you, such a moaning mess you two were, such a good feeling, so warm in you. carlos rested himself still inside of you, catching his breath and letting you breathe a little aswell. you finally smiled to him, biting your lip.

"congratulations loverboy, you just got a raise."