Some Enchanted Evening

Title: Some Enchanted Evening
Part Three/Five
Disclaimers, Notes, Etc. In part one.
Note: I am soooooooo sorry for how long this took me to finally get up. I was having problems writing the "sex scene"... mainly uldnuldn't. So, my lovely beta Cassie wrote that for me.
Thanks: To everyone who's responded... I really appreciate it! & Cassie and Daisy... the bestest Beta's... a million thanks to you two, too.

Side-note: this chapter contains explicit sex scenes/acts between two consenting adults(some of which occur in a police station)... if you get offend by blatant smut... leave now... otherwise...

Victor looked over at the exotic looking hooker who sat complacently, handcuffed to the chair as he typed up his report. He hated prostitutes with a passion.

His mother had been one. Regardless of the fact that his father, at his death had left her a considerable sum of money. Enough to live comfortably on for the rest of her life.

But, she loved whoring herself off to men whom she didn't know. She put her passion for sex above her young sons needs.

After her death, (autopsy reports showed a weakening of her immune system due to several STD's she caught over the years), and after graduating from high school, he joined the New York City Police Department.

He made it his personal mission to remove any and every prostitute from the streets. Even if it was only for one night.

For some reason, however, he found himself feeling none of his usual disgust for Ororo. In fact, he actually found himself wondering if she was a good screw or not.

He couldn't figure out why. He'd arrested prettier ones than her... and felt nothing for them.

He didn't really care why...

But he did know for a fact that when he got home he'd jack off to thoughts of her.

He walked through the near empty building. He reached a filing cabinet and started looking for something on Ororo. He wanted to find something that would keep here in jail.

When he returned, he noticed her eyes fixed on his hard-on. "I could do something about that for you." She purred.

He ignored her and he un-handcuffed her and led her into the small room they used to book people. He attached her handcuffs to a small metal bar on the side of a counter. "I'll be back." He said then returned to his desk.

He was having trouble filing out his paper work. He didn't really have reasonable cause to arrest her. Sure, she was dressed like a whore. But, that kind of defense in court wouldn't really hold. Oh well, he'd lie and say he caught her making a sale, but was unable to catch the guy.

"Couldn't this be considered cruel and unusual punishment?" She asked when he returned to the room, closing the door behind him.

"Nope. It's actually standard procedure." He un-handcuffed her, however, so that he could get her prints.

That proved to be a mistake. Her hand quickly traveled to his bulge. Against his own will, his head snapped back and he groaned. She pressed both her hands against him.

"Let me go." She whispered into his ear, a bemused smile on her lips. "I'll make it more than worth your while."

"Get away from me, Whore." He said, using his massive arms to hold her at a distance.

She quirked an eyebrow and walked over to the door, locking it. She began stripping off her tight clothes as she headed towards him. "You want me?" She asked once she was fully naked, standing in front of him.

She stood on her tip-toes and kissed him gingerly on his lips. Her body pressed against his. His mouth opened and his tongue thrust into her mouth... giving in to temptation.

Her hands, which hand been on his chest, quickly moved down to his belt. In a matter of seconds, his pants and boxers were around his ankles.

He practically ripped off his shirt, tossed off his bullet-proof vest, then was as naked as she was.

Ororo quickly got down on her knees in front of him and took his huge penis in her hands. One delicate hand traveled to his balls, the other remained at the base, while her tongue flicked over the head.

Victor's hands wound in her hair as she put her mouth over him. He shoved her head closer to him, forcing her to take all of him in.

For a split second, Ororo feared she'd choke. He was really huge. But, she soon got into a rhythm. Above her, she could hear him moaning.

She would have smiled if she'd been able to. She couldn't imagine why everyone was so afraid of him. Men were men, and if you offered them sex, they folded, (unless, of course, they preferred other men).

She squeezed his balls when he was closing to cumming, then moved away from him, still on the floor.

"Why the fuck did you stop?" He asked, taking his dick and stroking himself.

"Because I can." She grinned, her hands taking hold of her large round breasts. She lifted them up and licked what she could of them.

Victor pumped his hand harder and harder as one of her hands slid down her flat stomach. Her fingers skimmed lightly over the v-shaped patch of white hair, then two were out of sight.

She arched her body ever so slightly so that he could get a full view of what she was doing. He watched with fascination as she let her fingers slid in and out of her body. He put his own needs to the side as he joined her on the floor.

She continued what she was doing as he lapped his tongue over one of her breasts. Taking in one of the dark nipples into his mouth. "Goddess..." She whimpered as he bit down on it. One of his hands joining hers in caressing her other breast. The other pulled her hand away from her pussy and he stuck his own fingers in her.

He thrust hard into her, nails scraping the soft tissue.had had to put his mouth over hers to keep her from screaming from the pain and pleasure of it all. His tongue mimicked what his hand was doing.

Then, much as she'd done to him earlier, he pulled his fingers out of her, then stood up and started dressing before she reached her climax. She lay spread eagle on the floor, whimpering like a baby.

Victor picked up her clothes and tossed them at her. "Get dressed."

She narrowed her eyes, slightly suspicious, a little worried he was still going to book her. She tugged her clothes on then followed him out of the room and out of the small station to a black Porsche that looked to be brand new.

"Where are we going, Officer?" She asked.

He wondered how someone who'd probably fucked over hundreds of men could still look so innocent. "My place." Was his answer.

That's it for part three. I should have part four up soon... Cassie's still working out some kinks. R&R! ~ N.M.V. ~

ohhhh... by the by... I was curious as to how everyone would like to see this end... Ororo w/Victor... or her going back to being a happy hooker... or what... thanks. :)

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