ignored, Grant slid his fingers lightly in her hair and urged her toward his cock. She didn't mind. She was being neglectful.
She repeated her taste-testing maneuver on Grant. The brief touch of her tongue seemed to satisfy him and he dropped his hand. She was a little disappointed—she'd liked his hand in her hair. But she had no doubt it would find its way back there again soon enough. Any man who enjoyed spanking a woman probably liked something as dominating as pulling on her hair, too.
Laci hoped so. She kinda had a thing for that.
Grant's pre-cum had a richer, sweeter taste than his partner’s. She supposed she would describe it musky. But that was just her word for it. Like Jase's, his essence tasted exactly like a man should taste.
Swirling her tongue over the tip of Grant’s cock once more, she gave him a smile, then turned her attention back to Jase. She took the head of his penis in her mouth, twirling her tongue around it like a lollypop. Jase groaned and thrust his hips pushing deeper into her mouth. It was a gentle reminder that while she might be the one doing the licking, they were still in charge.
The thought was a turn-on.
She wrapped her hand around the base of Jase’s shaft and bobbed her mouth up and down on him. She used every trick she knew—moving her head from side to side and in little circles; twisting the hand around his erection in a circular motion while massaging his balls with the other; alternating between gentle flicks with her tongue and little nips with her teeth; and then, when he least expected it, taking him as deep as she could.
Laci wanted this blowjob to feel as amazing for him as his pussy licking had for her.
She must have been doing something right. Jase growled nonstop. If she didn’t miss her guess, he was building up to the big one. She didn't want this to end too fast, however, so she pulled off his cock and went back to pleasuring Grant.
She was about to repeat the moves she’d practiced on Jase, but something—instinct, maybe—told her Grant preferred a firmer touch when it came to getting a blowjob. Getting a firm grip at the base of his erection, she wrapped her lips around the head and immediately took him deep, letting him touch the very back of her throat. He let out a hoarse groan of approval. Oh yeah, he liked it alright. No teasing, gentle licks for him. Just hard deep throating.
Apparently, her instincts not only made her a good reporter, but a good badge bunny, as well.
Grant's hand found its way into the hair again, and this time, he didn’t let go. Rather, he used his grip to control her movements. He had a knack for knowing how far to slide his cock in, too. As much as she hated to admit it, deep throating wasn’t one of her better talents, but with Grant controlling the angle and depth, she was able to take him further than she’d ever taken anyone else. She had a long way to go before she’d be able to take all of him, of course, but it was still an accomplishment.
She was just getting into a rhythm when he decided it was time to share her. He pulled his cock out, leaving a very sexy and naughty dribble of pre-cum running down her chin. He wiped it away with the tip of his cock before nudging her toward Jase.
The other cop was standing there waiting, his hard shaft in hand.
It took a few moments to get her head around the change in technique—from hard and aggressive to slow and measured. But she forced herself to pay attention to how Jase responded to her different techniques. When he groaned deep or took a gasping breath, she catalogued whatever she was doing in the good column. It didn't take long to refine her technique down to a few moves that seemed to be his favorites. As it turned out, Jase was a fan of the basics—a fast swirling tongue job around the head of his cock, while she rhythmically massaged the shaft with her hand. She could appreciate a man who loved the tried-and-true stuff.
All at once, Jase started thrusting