Free Devil's Demise by Lee Cockburn

pounding with desire as he gazed down at her with his mind no longer in the grip of indecision; he moved towards her, his arousal very obvious to see. Maria reached up to him gripping his hair and pulling him onto her, Marcus kissed her with full and focused passion, an intimacy between them that had kept their relationship on fire for many years. He moved to pleasure her in an unselfish way, but Maria just whispered in his ear and gripped his head. “Just fuck me Marcus, I want you insideme now, I want you, I want you.” She kissed him feverishly and he pulled her panties to the side and smoothly and powerfully entered her, her moan making his face flush and his stomach twist with the pleasure he was feeling; his penis went deep into her, his mouth devouring hers, his rhythmic thrusts making her head roll backwards, her hips lifting up to let him grip her pert bottom, allowing his pelvis to rub her over and over, her orgasm overwhelming, her breathing quivering as he continued to enter her. He wanted more. She wanted more.
    Marcus turned her on her side and re-entered her from behind, his hands caressing her silky swollen pleasure from the front, his kisses powerful and demanding, Maria turned her head round to allow their mouths to meet, Marcus finally giving in to his physical need and letting go, his hands and thrusts continuing until Maria tensed her body, trapping him in the grip of her orgasm; he took hold of her, kisses still manic and desperate although not with the animal desire previously felt. Maria freed herself from him and turned to face him, her face and neck flushed with the pleasure of their intimate hot sex. She held his face and kissed him, her tongue savouring his kiss, his meeting hers and the tenderness overwhelming.
    “I love you, Marcus Black.”
    “I love you too, Mrs Black.”
    “You do realise that I’m going to be really, really late, young lady and I won’t know what to say.”
    Maria smiled at him and whispered to him, “You’re not going anywhere.”
    She pushed him over onto his back and used her mouth to arouse him again. She straddled him and demanded more, her body taking him into her, his hands slipping over and over her silky mound, again and again she came hard, her body tensed and needy; Marcus looked at her in disbelief, not unpleasant disbelief as she eventually sighed and slumped against him.
    “I’ve really missed you.”
    Marcus held her tight and said, “Not half,” and laughed with her, their bodies joined together in their twisted sheets, bodies glistening with beads of sweat and faces flushed with the glow of pent up desire and exhaustion.
    After another shower Marcus finally left the house and headed to work. He rang his boss. She answered, “Yes, DS Nicks.”
    Marcus fibbed as he said, “I’m sorry I’m late, I was caught up.”
    “In the sheets,” Taylor cut in. “It’s about time you lived a normal life like me, flying by the seat of your pants and telling lies about being stuck in traffic, cause that’s what you were going to say, wasn’t it?”
    Marcus remained silent with a big warm smile spreading over his face; he couldn’t have wished for a better boss, and hot too.
    Taylor informed him, “I’m up at the enquiry office looking into the outstanding missing people files. You could meet me there. That will stop Findlay getting in about your mince. See you soon, you naughty boy.”
    The enquiry office was a specialist department in the police that dealt with missing people and all of the sudden deaths in the city. There were 10 dedicated officers who catered to the next of kin; when a death occurred, they produced in-depth death reports for the procurator fiscal. They also collated and recorded all information about every missing person in the city area and any enquiry made relating to each case documented. They created invaluable databases which officers could refer to and utilize, whenever the need arose.
    Taylor looked up from her computer with