Deputy

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Summary: Y/N teases Jordan at the Sheriff’s Station which leads to her getting punished whenever Jordan gets home.

I saunter lazily into the sheriff’s station, smirking a little, my eyes searching the room for my boyfriend Jordan Parrish. I finally find him at his desk scrolling through something on his computer screen. I walk over and sit on his desk and he looks up smiling. “Hey Y/N, what are you smirking at?”

My smirk quickly grew. “Well, I appear to have a problem in a certain department and I was wondering if you could fix it,” I lean down and whisper in his ear, “Deputy.” He freezes in his seat, his eyes widen and I see his jaw clench.

He composes himself before saying, “My shift finishes in 20 minutes can you wait?” I look down to see his member semi hard under his pants. I push my hand down softly onto it. “The question is can you wait?” I grin at his flustered expression before getting up and walking out of the office, nodding at the sheriff on my way out.

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I lay on my bed alone awaiting the arrival of Jordan. It had been 40 minutes since I left the station and I was hornier than ever, where was he? I decided that I couldn’t wait any longer and slowly lowered my hand into my panties. I thought of how Jordan’s hands teased my slit to get his fingers all wet before plunging them into me. As I started pumping my fingers faster profanities fell from my mouth. “Jordan, fuck, yes. Oh my god, don’t stop.” I could feel the warmth in my abdomen tighten before a cough made my eyes shoot open and my hand shoot back to my side. There was Jordan standing shirtless at the doorway, now he was the one who was smirking. He started to slowly walk towards me lying on the bed.

“So first you come into the station telling me you’re horny, then you get me horny and then I come home to you, naked on our bed, pleasuring yourself.” He reaches the bed and crawls up so that he is straddling my waist. He lowers his face until it is millimetres above mine. I can feel his warm breath against my lips making me want to kiss him even more. We are both looking from our eyes to our lips before Jordan stares into my eyes intently. “Did you finish?”

I stutter not expecting that question. “W-what?”

“You heard me princess, did you come?” he smirks slyly.

“N-no definitely n-not.”

He kisses my neck quickly before looking back up. “Are you sure?”

“Yes.” I suddenly decide I want whatever is coming next so badly that I want to make him even hornier. “Deputy.” I whisper it barely audibly as I stare innocently up at him, but he hears it and his eyes light up with lust before his lips crash hastily into mine.

The heated kiss we were sharing was stopped abruptly as Jordan snapped his head away from mine. This movement also managed to make my fingers slip out of the rim of his boxers that I had been playing with.

“What makes you think you deserve to be needy with me princess?” His whole demeanor was radiating dominance and coupled with the pet name, I felt like a tiny mouse in the gaze of a lion. He gently but firmly grabbed my jaw and forced me to look up at him, “You know where to put your hands princess,” The darkness of lust in his eyes sending shivers down my spine, “It’s time for your punishment.”

What felt like only seconds passed and then my hands were secured above my head with one of Jordan’s ties. I tugged on the bonds for good measure but they didn’t budge from the bed frame. But when I looked up again my eyes fell upon a sight that had my pussy dripping almost immediately. Jordan’s face was contorted in pleasure as he palmed himself through his trousers, which instinctively made me tug a little bit harder against the restraints because I wanted to touch him so badly. It only made it worse because he was still in his uniform trousers, probably because he knew that his uniform drove you crazy.

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