Free Tap Dance by J. A. Hornbuckle

using his pre-cum to slide her hot hand slickly over him from root to head. 
    She gasped as his fingers danced over her rapidly swelling nub before cupping her.
    Ram moved, placing himself between her thighs, watching as she spread her legs.  He slid down her body, his tongue gliding over her creamy skin, circling her navel, licking his way downward.
    He stopped and raised his head to look at her, his beautiful Pyari . Her eyes dilated with desire as she gazed back at him.  They shared a smile before he lowered his head to taste her, to tongue her, feeling her shiver as his tongue swirled. 
    Her hands were in his hair and she thrust her hips up to his mouth with a cry when his tongue curled around her pleasure center.  He eased two fingers into her wet channel, hearing her whimper, he listened to it as it deepened into a moan.  Ram's cock jerked at the sound. He rubbed himself against the mattress as his busy tongue and busier fingers worked between her legs.
    Her pussy pulsed around his fingers. With a cry, her hands left his hair to grasp and twist the bed sheets just as her whole body stilled and her insides clamped down on his fingers. 
    "Oh, God," she ground out. "God, Ram ."
    His cock throbbed in response.
    It was just when he was moving back up her body, dragging and pressing his hardness against her, that the alarm went off.
    Ram dropped his head to her chest and groaned. 
    Her hands caressed his shoulders as she sighed.
    "You gotta go, honey," she whispered.
    "Yeah, MG.  I gotta go," he murmured.
    He moved up and kissed her softly before rolling to the edge of the bed.

 
    Chapter Ten
     
    I was just happy that the damn alarm hadn't gone off last night. 
    I heard Ram in the shower and considered joining him but I didn't want to distract him from his job.  I wasn't sure of all the different pieces that he was responsible for, but as Chief, I knew he had a lot on his plate.
    I got up and pulled on the blue nightgown that I had brought but not used and stepped into clean panties.  
    I made my way to the kitchen, put the milk and tea on to boil before pulling out a couple of packets of Pop Tarts, setting them off to the side for Ram to tuck into his pocket.  Then I opened a pack for my breakfast, and put them into the toaster. 
    After searching I finally found Ram's thermos.  A quick wash and rinse had it ready for his tea, which was just about done.
    I pulled the now hot Pop Tarts from the toaster, filled Ram's thermos and poured myself a cup before sitting at the bar to enjoy my breakfast.
    Ram came through carrying his socks and dropped a kiss on my shoulder as he moved through to the kitchen and stopped.
    "Did you do this?" he asked, glancing from his thermos to me.
    "The tea?"
    "Yeah."
    "Isn't that what you have in your thermos when you're out fighting crime?" I could feel my smile dancing around the corners of my mouth.
    "Yeah."
    "Then, yeah.  I made the tea, filled the thermos and set out a couple of your secret Pop Tarts so the big Kahuna of Grantham can make it through the day." I was trying really hard not to giggle, but the look on Ram's face over something as small as filling his thermos was priceless.  I was glad I could surprise him like that.
    He didn't say anything more but just stared at me as I continued eating the flaky pastry with the strawberry filling. 
    He took two long steps and caught me around my waist pulling me up and out of the barstool and his mouth claimed mine. 
    It was hot, wet, but unfortunately short.
    "I gotta go, MG," he said loosening his grip and letting me slide down the length of him.
    "Yeah, honey.  I know."
    "Can I call you later?"
    "Ram, you can call me anytime," I said with a smile.  "Now go get the bad guys but be safe."
    I watched as he put on his socks and shoved his feet in his boots.
    He donned his coat and tucked the silver packets into the inside pocket then snagged his thermos and his keys.
    "Bye, Pyari ," he said from the hallway. "Just let the