Detective Maggie Voyeur, head of Skarlette City Extra Normal Crime Unit, was only supposed to be checking the suspect for concealed weapons. He hadn’t given them a name or a statement, so Maggie had not expected to find much as she ran her hands over his chest, inner arms, and back to make sure he was clean.
But what she found was how pleasurable she found the sensation of rubbing this man’s body. As she knelt to sweep his hips and legs, Detective Voyeur let out a sigh of bliss at the feel of his warm flesh under her hands, separated only by a thin layer of cloth.
“It will feel so much better if you touch the skin with your bare hand,” the man said, lifting up his shirt. Maggie knew she shouldn’t. It was against procedure. It wasn’t safe.
But it felt incredible when she found her palm on his taut abs. Before she knew what was happening, Detective Maggie Voyeur found herself moaning with desire every time she stroked the Hedonist’s stiff cock. He explained that his power was making her feel pleasure whenever he felt pleasure.
In this moment, Detective Maggie Voyeur wanted to make the Hedonist feel pleasure in any way possible.
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