Disclaimer: I do not own Wynonna Earp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Nicole Haught's phone buzzed again, telling her that she had got another message. It could be all sorts of things, important things, things which prevented her from ignoring it. But deep down, she knew what it was. And sure enough, it was another picture of Wynonna Earp's Top Shelf ass.
Something that she really, really should've been able to ignore, or better yet, block the number, and then when Wynonna got another number, just to be petty, block that one too. Or just get it through her thick head this couldn't continue. If the infuriating woman wanted to date her, that was fine. At least that would have some dignity to it. But this? This was unacceptable, as Nicole deserved better than being someone's booty call.
Which echoed in her mind over and over again, as she immediately headed straight for the Earp residence. God, she was pathetic. But she just couldn't resist that Top Shelf ass. Hell, if there had been traffic, she might've even been tempted to use her siren. Luckily for the policewoman, the roads were pretty clear this time of day. Also, there didn't seem too much additional crime in Purgatory, as far as she was aware.
Nicole had a feeling that something was going on, that people weren't telling her about, but until proven otherwise, she had no reason not to come when Wynonna called. Well, no work-related reason. And of course, to call it a call was generous. Hell, Wynonna had stopped even bothering to include words after the first of couple times, and that was two weeks ago now.
"What kept you, Officer Hottie?" Wynonna taunted wickedly, as she opened the door wearing a smile, and not much else.
"Fuck Wynonna." Nicole swore in disbelief, her usual complaints dying on her lips, "Just... FUCK!"
The last few times Wynonna had answered her door, she was completely naked, so Nicole should be ready for this, but she wasn't. Perhaps she should be grateful that Wynonna was wearing underwear this time, but she might as well be naked, as the skimpy lingerie she was wearing was even more arousing than her birthday suit. Which was really, really saying something. But it was true. Oh God, was it true.
Oh yes, the black bra made her tits look like they had grown at least one cup size, and her legs looked amazing in those thigh-high stockings. And to complete the ensembles she had, of course, high-heeled shoes, and a tiny black thong, the little tease turning around and wiggling her ass to make that part clear. She even looked over her shoulder with a coy smile, which was just too much for the poor cop.
In fact, she kind of blacked out with lust, only coming to when she had pinned the infuriating bitch up against the nearest wall, and was frantically kissing her. Although it was more of a fight than a kiss, as this was one of the rare occasions that Wynonna didn't out right bottom to her. No, instead she fought back viciously, even kind of winning, as it was Nicole who eventually pulled back, gasping for breath.
Although at least she had the presence of mind to slam the door closed. Not that there was anyone around to see them, as Waverly would be at work at this point, and the nearest house was miles away. But still, it gave her peace of mind. Especially when she knew she was going to spend the next few hours ravaging this gorgeous woman.
Wynonna would definitely welcome that. Hell, part of her was disappointed that they weren't going to do it right here. Something that Wynonna had promised herself she would get to talking Officer Haught into, eventually. The problem was, whenever she greeted her at the door like this, talking was the last thing on their minds. And it was definitely hard to argue, when there was a tongue in her mouth.
Hell, Officer Haught was such an amazing kisser, that Wynonna pretty much forgot her own name, and what they were even doing. Or at least, she would, if it wasn't for Nicole's hands on her ass, squeezing and fondling it pretty much the entire time they were kissing.
Normally Nicole was good about touching other parts of her body, at least while making out, but it was pretty forgivable, given that it was only those hands which was keeping Wynonna in the air. Oh yes, she was currently wrapped around the police officer that was kissing her. And fuck, it was so fucking hot to have a woman about the same height as her being able to lift and carry her up like this.
Hell, Nicole wasn't even crazy muscular, and not only was she obviously able to keep holding Wynonna, but she was able to carry her through the Homestead, which included up the stairs, and into her bed room. Which was hella fun, especially as she could feel a bulge in Officer Haught's pants the entire time.
"Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" Wynonna teased in between kissing.
"You know exactly what it is, Wynonna." Nicole grumbled.
"Yeah, it's your mighty weapon, which you used to punish rule-breakers, like me." Wynonna couldn't help but continue with a wicked grin, "Mmmmmmm, and who knows? Maybe you would get further as a cop, if you dished out strap-on justice to every evildoer in this town. Then again, it might backfire, if they like it too much."
"Do you ever shut up?" Nicole groaned.
"When there's something in my mouth. Like your tongue. Or your cock." Wynonna admitted, "Or your cunt, which come to think of it, we haven't done yet. As much as I want to get to the ass fuckin', it would be really rude not to return the favour. So how about it, Officer Hot stuff? Ya wanna let me see just how hot you are down there?"
"You'd, you'd want to do that?" Nicole blushed.
"Hell yeah." Wynonna enthusiastically confirmed, "Mmmmmmm, I love pussy. What? Thought I was a Pillow Princess? Please! I could probably teach you a thing or two about eating pussy."
