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The Handyman's Seduction

Chapter 1

The bustling Babestation Studios, a haven for adult entertainment, buzzed with activity as the cameras rolled and the performers seduced their audiences. Among the chaos, a tall, muscular figure moved with purpose, his orange overalls standing out in the sea of lingerie and skimpy outfits. Sensi, the handyman and cleaner, was a familiar sight to the girls, his charming smile and easygoing demeanor often disarming them. But beneath that friendly facade lay a cunning and devious mind, one that had a particular taste for stealing and seducing.

Detective Valentina Mendez, a striking redhead with a slim waist and ample curves, stepped into the studio, her presence commanding attention. Her enhanced 34F breasts strained against the conservative button-up shirt of her police uniform, drawing the eyes of everyone in the room, especially Sensi. She was there to investigate a string of thefts—phones, cash, and other personal items had been disappearing, and the studio owners were growing concerned.

Valentina's serious expression and no-nonsense attitude immediately caught Sensi's attention. He recognized the spark of determination in her eyes, a quality he found oddly alluring. As she made her way through the studio, Sensi couldn't help but admire her long, toned legs and the way her hips swayed with each step. His mind began to wander, imagining what it would be like to have this feisty detective under him, moaning with pleasure.

"I'm looking for the handyman, Sensi," Valentina announced, her voice confident and authoritative. The girls pointed her in the right direction, their whispers and giggles following her as she approached Sensi.

"Detective Mendez, I presume?" Sensi said, his deep voice laced with a hint of mischief. "I've been expecting you. Heard you were the best in the force."

Valentina's cheeks flushed slightly, taken aback by his forwardness. "I'm here to ask you a few questions, Mr. Sensi. There have been reports of theft, and you seem to be a person of interest."

Sensi feigned innocence, his dark eyes twinkling with amusement. "Me? Steal? I'm just a simple handyman, Detective. I fix things and keep this place running smoothly." He gestured around the studio, his large hands emphasizing his point.

Valentina crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing. "I'm sure you are, but I need to ask you a few questions regardless. It's procedure."

Sensi's face lit up with a mischievous grin. "Of course, Detective. I'm happy to help. Why don't we go somewhere more private? My break room is just over here." He led her through the studio, his muscular frame effortlessly navigating the maze of sets and equipment.

As they entered the small, dimly lit break room, Sensi closed the door, plunging them into semi-darkness. Valentina's heart raced, not just from the investigation but from the raw, masculine energy emanating from Sensi. She cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure.

"So, Detective, what is it you wanted to ask me?" Sensi inquired, his voice low and husky. He leaned against the wall, his powerful body relaxed yet exuding a raw sexuality that Valentina found both intriguing and unsettling.

"I, um..." Valentina struggled to find her words, her usual professionalism faltering. "I understand you've been working here for a while. Have you noticed anything unusual? Any suspicious activity?"

Sensi's eyes gleamed in the low light. "Suspicious activity? I'm not sure I follow, Detective. I keep my head down and work hard. Don't really pay attention to what everyone else is up to." He took a step closer, his tall frame towering over her. "But I'd be happy to help you investigate. Maybe we can work together, you know, undercover."

Valentina's breath quickened as Sensi's scent—a heady mix of sweat and musk—filled her senses. She tried to focus on the task at hand, but her body had other ideas. "Undercover? I'm not sure that's necessary, Mr. Sensi. I just need some information."

Sensi chuckled, a deep rumble that sent shivers down Valentina's spine. "Come on, Detective. You know you want to play detective with me. I can show you a good time, and maybe we'll catch the thief while we're at it." His large hand reached out and gently caressed her cheek, his touch sending sparks of desire through her body.

Valentina's resistance was crumbling. She knew she should maintain her professional demeanor, but Sensi's charm and the promise of his touch were too enticing. "I... I don't think that's appropriate, Mr. Sensi. I'm here to do a job."

Sensi's eyes flashed with a playful challenge. "Come on, Valentina. Let's cut the formalities. I know you want this as much as I do. You're a beautiful woman, and I can give you what you crave." He leaned in close, his warm breath tickling her ear. "I've heard about your fantasies, Detective. Black cock, rough men, and being dominated. I can give you all of that and more."

Valentina's knees felt weak as Sensi's words ignited a fire deep within her. She had always dreamed of being a porn star, and here was this man, offering her a taste of that world. "I... I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.

Sensi's hand trailed down her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her waist and hips. "Oh, but I do, Valentina. I can see it in your eyes. The desire, the hunger. You want to be taken, don't you? You want to feel a big, hard cock inside you, making you scream with pleasure."

Valentina's breath came in short gasps as Sensi's words mirrored her secret desires. She couldn't deny the intense arousal coursing through her body. "I... I shouldn't..."

Sensi's lips brushed against her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "Shh... Don't fight it, Valentina. Let me show you what you've been missing. Let me make you feel like the porn star you dream of becoming."

His skilled hands moved to the buttons of her shirt, deftly undoing them one by one, revealing her luscious breasts encased in a lacy black bra. Valentina's breath caught as Sensi's warm hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her hardened nipples.

"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her resistance melting away. "Yes, Sensi. Please..."

Sensi's mouth claimed hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with hers. He gently pushed her back until she felt the wall against her shoulders. Valentina's hands roamed over his muscular chest, relishing the feel of his hard body.

Breaking the kiss, Sensi whispered, "I want to taste you, Valentina. I want to make you come with my tongue." He slowly lowered himself to his knees, his hands gently grasping her thighs and spreading them apart. Valentina's heart pounded as she felt his hot breath on her inner thighs, anticipation building within her.

Sensi's tongue traced a path along her sensitive skin, his hands gently holding her open, exposing her glistening pussy. "You're so wet, Valentina," he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. "I can't wait to taste you."

With that, he dove in, his tongue lapping at her swollen clit, sending electric shocks of pleasure through her body. Valentina's head threw back, her hands gripping his shaved head as he feasted on her pussy. His tongue was relentless, flicking and swirling, driving her wild with ecstasy.

"Oh, God, Sensi! Yes, right there!" Valentina cried out, her hips thrusting against his face. Sensi's fingers joined the dance, sliding into her wetness, curling and stroking, pushing her closer to the edge.

"Cum for me, Valentina," Sensi growled, his voice muffled against her pussy. "Let me feel your sweet juices on my tongue."

Valentina's orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She cried out, her hands tightening in his hair, her thighs trembling as Sensi continued to lap at her sensitive flesh, milking every last drop of pleasure from her body.

As her tremors subsided, Sensi slowly stood, his dark eyes burning with desire. "That was just the beginning, Valentina. I'm going to make all your fantasies come true."

Valentina, her body still buzzing with pleasure, looked up at him, her eyes heavy with lust. "Yes, Sensi. Please... I want more."

Sensi's lips curved into a satisfied smile as he reached for his belt, his large, bulging cock straining against his overalls. Valentina's mouth went dry as she realized she was about to experience the full force of this man's sexual prowess.

"Get on your knees, Valentina," he commanded, his voice thick with desire. "I want to feel that pretty mouth of yours around my cock."

Valentina eagerly obeyed, dropping to her knees in front of him. She reached for his straining cock, freeing it from its confines. Her eyes widened at the sight of his impressive length and thickness, her mouth watering at the thought of tasting him.

Sensi groaned as Valentina's soft, warm lips enveloped the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. She took him deeper, inch by inch, her hands stroking his length as she sucked and teased him with her mouth.

"Fuck, Valentina! You're incredible," Sensi gasped, his hands tangling in her fiery hair. "Your mouth feels so fucking good."

Valentina moaned around his cock, her eyes locked on his, as she worked him with her talented mouth. She loved the way he responded to her, his muscular body tensing with pleasure. She could feel his desire building, his cock throbbing against her tongue.

Sensi's hands gripped her shoulders, guiding her away from his cock. "I want to fuck that gorgeous mouth of yours, but I need to be inside you, Valentina. I need to feel your tight pussy around my cock."

Valentina rose to her feet, her body trembling with anticipation. Sensi spun her around, pressing her against the wall, his hard cock probing at her entrance. "You're so wet, Valentina. I can't wait to fill you up."

With one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, eliciting a gasp from Valentina's lips. Sensi's hands grasped her hips, holding her firmly in place as he began to move, his cock sliding in and out of her slick heat.

"Oh, yes! Fuck me, Sensi!" Valentina cried out, her head thrown back in abandon. "Harder! Deeper!"

Sensi obliged, his powerful strokes driving into her, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust. Valentina's body trembled, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him as she rode the waves of pleasure.

"You like my big black cock, don't you, Valentina?" Sensi growled, his voice hoarse with desire. "Tell me how much you want it."

"Yes! I love it! I love your cock, Sensi!" Valentina panted, her hands clawing at the wall for support. "Fuck me harder! Make me cum!"

Sensi reached around, his fingers finding her swollen clit, rubbing and pinching it in time with his thrusts. Valentina's body exploded in a maelstrom of pleasure, her pussy clamping down on his cock as she screamed his name. Sensi grunted, his own orgasm building as he pounded into her, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his hot cum.

They collapsed against each other, their bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction. Valentina turned in his arms, her eyes sparkling with desire. "That was incredible, Sensi. I want more. I want to explore every fantasy with you."

Sensi's dark eyes burned into hers, his lips curling into a mischievous smile. "Oh, we're just getting started, Valentina. I have a feeling this investigation is going to be very, very thorough."

Chapter 2

Valentina's heart was racing as she left the break room, her body still buzzing with the aftermath of her explosive encounter with Sensi. She knew she had to act fast, to convince the Babestation bosses of Sensi's innocence before they made a grave mistake. Her mind raced as she hurried through the corridors, the images of Sensi's skilled tongue and that massive black cock still fresh in her mind.

Arriving at the bosses' office, Valentina took a moment to compose herself, straightening her clothes and smoothing her hair. She knocked on the door, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Come in," a deep voice called out.

Valentina entered, her eyes adjusting to the dimly lit room. Two men sat behind a large desk, their faces stern and serious. She recognized them as Mr. Black and Mr. White, the notorious owners of Babestation.

"Detective Valentina," Mr. Black acknowledged, his eyes narrowing. "What brings you here?"

Valentina cleared her throat, her voice steady and confident. "I'm here to discuss the recent thefts, gentlemen. I believe I have information that could be crucial to your investigation."

Mr. White leaned forward, his interest piqued. "Oh? And what information is that, Detective?"

Valentina took a deep breath, knowing this was her moment to prove Sensi's innocence. "I believe you're looking in the wrong direction. Sensi, the handyman, is not the thief you're after."

The bosses exchanged a glance, their expressions skeptical. "And why would you say that, Detective? We have our suspicions, and they are not unfounded," Mr. Black stated firmly.

Valentina held their gaze, her determination unwavering. "I have reason to believe that Sensi is being framed. He may have a reputation for being a charmer, but he is not the culprit. I've been conducting my own inquiries, and I have evidence that points to another suspect."

Mr. White leaned back in his chair, steeled. "And who might that be, Detective? We take these matters very seriously, and we don't appreciate wild accusations."

Valentina's heart pounded, but she remained steadfast. "I understand your concern, sir. The real thief is someone close to you, someone who has access to the station and the resources to pull off these thefts. I believe it's one of your own employees, someone who has been overlooked."

The bosses' eyes widened, their skepticism turning to intrigue. "And who is this employee, Detective? We demand to know," Mr. Black said, his voice laced with authority.

Valentina took a step forward, her eyes flashing with determination. "It's Tiffany, the makeup artist. I have evidence that she has been stealing from the talent and selling their belongings on the black market. She's been using her position to gain access to their personal items and has been working with an outside accomplice."

The room fell silent as the weight of Valentina's accusation hung in the air. Mr. White and Mr. Black exchanged a glance, their eyes now filled with a mix of surprise and admiration.

"You have our attention, Detective. And you have our permission to continue your investigation," Mr. Black said, his tone softening. "We will look into Tiffany's background and activities, but we want you to keep a close eye on Sensi as well. We won't tolerate any more thefts, and we need to be certain of everyone's innocence."

Valentina nodded, a sense of relief washing over her. "Thank you, gentlemen. I appreciate your trust. I'll keep you updated on my findings."

As she turned to leave, Mr. White's voice stopped her. "Detective, one more thing. We understand your dedication to your job, but we also know of your... extracurricular activities."

Valentina's cheeks flushed, her heart sinking. Had they found out about her secret fantasies and her desire to be a porn star?

Mr. White continued, "We won't judge your personal choices, but we want to ensure that your judgment remains unbiased. Your involvement with Sensi could be a conflict of interest."

Valentina's mind raced, her professional and personal lives colliding. "I understand, sir. I can assure you that my personal life will not interfere with my duties. Sensi and I have an... arrangement, but it won't affect my ability to conduct a thorough investigation."

Mr. Black nodded, his expression stern. "See that it doesn't, Detective. We value your skills, but we won't tolerate any misconduct. Now, go and continue your inquiries. We expect results."

Valentina left the office, her mind swirling with thoughts and emotions. She knew she had to tread carefully, balancing her professional responsibilities with her growing attraction to Sensi. As she walked back to the break room, she couldn't shake the feeling that her investigation had just become a lot more complicated, and a lot more exciting.

Later that night, Valentina found herself back in the break room, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had arranged to meet Sensi, ready to fulfill her promise of exploring every fantasy she had ever imagined. As she waited, her mind wandered back to their previous encounter, the taste of his skin, the feel of his tongue, and the power of his cock still fresh in her memory.

The door swung open, and Sensi strolled in, his confident stride filling the room. He wore his signature orange overalls, the fabric stretched taut over his muscular frame. His dark eyes sparkled with mischief as he took in the sight of Valentina, her body showcased in a revealing red lace lingerie set.

"Well, well, Detective. You look like you're ready for some serious interrogation," Sensi drawled, his voice low and seductive. "I must say, I'm impressed by your eagerness to prove my innocence."

Valentina's cheeks flushed, her body tingling with desire. "I keep my promises, Sensi. And I intend to explore every inch of your innocence... and guilt," she added with a playful wink.

Sensi's grin widened, his teeth flashing against his dark skin. "Oh, I like the sound of that, baby. And I'm more than ready to cooperate." He approached her, his strong hands sliding down her arms, sending shivers of anticipation through her body.

Valentina's breath quickened as his lips brushed against her neck, his hot breath sending goosebumps down her spine. "You have no idea how much I've been thinking about this moment, Sensi. I want to feel you, taste you, and surrender to every desire I've been holding back."

Sensi's hands traveled up her body, cupping her breasts through the lace. "And I aim to please, Detective. I plan to make this night unforgettable." His thumbs teased her hardened nipples, causing her to gasp and arch into his touch.

"Mmm, Sensi, you know exactly what I need," Valentina moaned, her hands gripping his broad shoulders. "But first, I want to taste you. I want to show you how much I've been craving this."

With a mischievous glint in his eye, Sensi backed her towards the table, his hands sliding down to cup her ass. "Oh, I think I can handle that, baby. I've been dying to feel that hot mouth of yours wrapped around my cock."

Valentina's heart raced as she pushed him gently onto the table, her hands working quickly to unbuckle his overalls. She revealed his thick, black shaft, already straining with desire. With a sultry smile, she sank to her knees, her hands caressing his length, her mouth watering at the sight of his impressive erection.

"Fuck, Valentina," Sensi groaned, his hands gripping the edge of the table. "You're gonna make me lose my mind."

Valentina's lips parted, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, tasting his salty pre-cum. She took him deep into her mouth, her throat constricting around his girth, her hands working in sync with her mouth, stroking and caressing.

Sensi's hips bucked, his breath coming in sharp gasps as she deep-throated him, her skills as a detective translating into a masterful blowjob. "Oh, fuck, baby, you're incredible," he growled, his hands tangling in her hair, guiding her rhythm.

Valentina's eyes locked with his, her gaze filled with lust as she continued to pleasure him, her hands exploring his muscular body, tracing the contours of his abs and chest. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, his balls tightening as he neared his climax.

"I'm gonna cum, Valentina," Sensi warned, his voice thick with desire.

Valentina pulled back, her lips glistening with his essence. "Not yet, Sensi. I want you to fuck me first. I want to feel that big cock inside me."

Sensi's eyes blazed with hunger as he stood, his hands grasping her waist and lifting her onto the table. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock hovering at her entrance, teasing her wetness.

"Please, Sensi," Valentina begged, her body aching for release. "I need you inside me."

With a growl, Sensi thrust forward, filling her in one smooth motion. Valentina cried out, her body welcoming the invasion, her pussy clenching around his thickness.

"Fuck, you're so tight, Valentina," Sensi groaned, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, his cock plunging deep into her core.

Valentina met his thrusts, her nails digging into his shoulders, her body moving in perfect harmony with his. "Harder, Sensi! Fuck me like you mean it!" she demanded, her voice hoarse with desire.

Sensi complied, his hands gripping her thighs, holding her in place as he pounded into her with abandon. The sound of their flesh slapping filled the room, mingling with their passionate moans and cries.

"Cum for me, baby," Sensi growled, his voice raw with need. "Let me feel that sweet pussy milking my cock."

Valentina's body tightened around him, her muscles contracting as she climaxed, her juices flowing freely, coating his shaft. Sensi followed, his own orgasm building as he felt her pulsating around him, his cock throbbing as he emptied his load deep inside her, their bodies trembling in unison.

They lay entangled on the table, their hearts racing, their breath ragged. Sensi nuzzled her neck, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin. "That's what I call a proper investigation, Detective," he whispered, his voice filled with satisfaction.

Valentina laughed, her body still buzzing with pleasure. "I think I've just uncovered the most important evidence, Sensi. I might need to conduct a few more... thorough interrogations."

As they lay there, sated and satisfied, Valentina couldn't help but wonder what other secrets and desires lay ahead. She knew that her investigation had taken a turn into uncharted territory, where her professional and personal lives would collide in a blaze of passion and pleasure.

Chapter 3

The air was thick with tension and desire as Valentina confronted Sensi, her body still buzzing from the intense orgasm he had delivered. She had given in to her cravings, surrendering to his skilled seduction, but now, a new challenge presented itself. A mix of pleasure and suspicion clouded her mind as she caught him with his hand in her wallet, stealing from her.

Valentina's eyes narrowed, her detective instincts kicking in. "What do you think you're doing, Sensi?" she demanded, her voice laced with a mix of anger and arousal. She had left her clothes scattered around the break room, her naked body still glistening from their passionate encounter. Sensi, standing tall and proud, with his muscular frame accentuated by his orange overalls, smirked as he withdrew a fifty-pound note from her wallet.

"Just taking what's rightfully mine, Detective," he replied, his deep voice smooth as silk. "Consider it payment for services rendered."

Valentina's cheeks flushed, remembering the mind-blowing orgasm he had given her. His skilled tongue and devious fingers had brought her to heights of pleasure she had never known. But she couldn't let him get away with theft, even if it meant confronting her own desires.

"You can't just take my money, Sensi. That's stealing," she argued, her tone softening as she realized she didn't want this encounter to end on a sour note. Sensi's presence ignited a fire within her, a hunger for more than just physical pleasure.

"Oh, but I can, and I did," he said, his dark eyes twinkling with mischief. "And you loved every second of it, didn't you, Valentina?"

Valentina's heart raced as she recalled the way he had touched and teased her, exploring every inch of her body with his skilled hands and mouth. His words were true; she had wanted him, craved his touch, and the thought of denying herself more of his sensual expertise was unbearable.

"I... I did," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "But that doesn't make it right. I can't just let you steal from me."

Sensi took a step closer, his muscular body towering over her. Valentina's breath quickened as she felt his heat, his raw masculinity engulfing her senses. "Then let's make a deal, Detective," he purred, his lips curling into a seductive smile. "You clear my name with Miss De Wynter, tell her the real thief is one of those makeup girls, and I'll be more than happy to 'assist' you with your inquiries... intimately."

Valentina's mind raced as she considered his proposition. She knew she shouldn't trust him, but his charm and the promise of more mind-blowing pleasure were too tempting to resist. Her professional responsibilities clashed with her personal desires, but in that moment, she was willing to blur the lines.

"Fine," she agreed, her voice steady. "I'll talk to Miss De Wynter, but you have to promise to keep your word. No more stealing from me."

Sensi chuckled, his deep laughter filling the room. "Oh, Valentina, you know I can't promise that. But I'll make it worth your while, I assure you." He leaned in, his breath hot on her neck. "I'll meet you at your apartment tonight. We'll continue our little investigation, and I'll show you just how good my 'services' can be."

Valentina shivered at his touch, her body betraying her professional demeanor. "Alright, Sensi. I'll be waiting for you. But if you dare cross me again, I won't be so understanding."

As Sensi sauntered out of the break room, Valentina's heart pounded with anticipation and apprehension. She knew she was treading dangerous waters, both professionally and personally. But the thought of another night with Sensi, exploring her deepest fantasies, was too enticing to resist.

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Later that evening, in the comfort of her apartment, Valentina prepared for Sensi's arrival. She lit scented candles, creating a sensual ambiance, and chose a revealing silk robe, leaving little to the imagination. Her heart raced as she anticipated Sensi's reaction to her seductive setup.

The doorbell rang, and Valentina's breath caught in her throat. She took a moment to compose herself, then walked towards the door, her long legs striding confidently. As she opened the door, Sensi stood before her, his muscular frame filling the doorway. His eyes darkened with desire as he took in her appearance, his gaze roaming over her exposed skin.

"Well, well, Detective. You certainly know how to welcome a man," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I see you're eager to continue our little game."

Valentina's cheeks flushed, but she stood her ground. "I kept my end of the bargain, Sensi. Now it's your turn."

Sensi stepped into the apartment, his presence filling the space. "Oh, I fully intend to, believe me," he said, his eyes never leaving her body. "But first, let's take care of that robe, shall we?"

Valentina's fingers trembled as she untied the robe, letting it fall to the floor, revealing her naked body. Sensi's breath caught, his eyes fixated on her ample breasts and curvaceous hips. "Damn, woman," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "You're a sight to behold."

Valentina felt a surge of power, knowing she had him under her spell. She stepped closer, her breasts brushing against his chest. "Take what you want, Sensi," she whispered, her voice husky. "I'm all yours tonight."

Sensi's hands roamed over her body, his touch electric. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs grazing her sensitive nipples, causing her to gasp. "You like that, don't you?" he murmured, his lips trailing kisses down her neck. "You want me to worship your gorgeous body."

Valentina moaned, her head falling back as his lips and tongue left a trail of fire on her skin. "Yes... please, Sensi. I want to feel you..."

Sensi's hands moved lower, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist, then dipping between her thighs. He teased her wetness, his touch light and teasing. "You're so wet for me already," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Tell me what you want, Valentina. I aim to please."

Valentina's inhibitions melted away under his expert touch. "I want your mouth on me," she begged. "I want to feel your tongue, your lips... everywhere."

Sensi's eyes darkened further, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "As you wish, my dear detective." He gently pushed her back towards the couch, his strong hands guiding her down. Valentina's heart raced as she felt the soft cushions against her back, her body on display for Sensi's pleasure.

Sensi knelt before her, his hands parting her thighs, revealing her glistening pussy. He leaned in, his breath hot against her sensitive folds. "You taste as sweet as I imagined," he whispered, his tongue flicking out to taste her.

Valentina cried out, her body arching off the couch as his tongue swirled and teased her clit. Sensi's mouth was a masterpiece of pleasure, his lips and tongue working in perfect harmony to bring her to the brink of ecstasy. He sucked and licked, his fingers joining the dance, exploring her wetness, driving her wild.

"Oh, Sensi... I'm going to... I'm..." Valentina's words trailed off into incoherent moans as her orgasm built, her body trembling with anticipation. Sensi's pace quickened, his tongue and fingers working in perfect rhythm, driving her over the edge.

"That's it, Valentina. Come for me," he urged, his voice thick with desire. "Let me taste your pleasure."

Valentina's release exploded through her, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Sensi's mouth devoured her, his tongue lapping up her essence, his fingers continuing their dance, prolonging her pleasure. She cried out, her hands gripping the couch cushions, her body convulsing in waves of ecstasy.

As her orgasm subsided, Sensi slowly pulled away, his face glistening with her juices. He stood, his muscular body looming over her. "You taste even better than I imagined, Valentina," he said, his voice filled with satisfaction. "But we're not done yet. I have a few more 'inquiries' to make."

Valentina, breathless and sated, looked up at him, her eyes heavy with desire. "Whatever you want, Sensi. I'm yours to command."

Sensi's grin was devilish as he reached for her, pulling her up into his strong arms. "Oh, I have a few ideas, Detective. And I promise, you'll enjoy every second of it."