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Lucy throws back a tequila shot before slamming the glass down on the bar as she signals the bartender for another. She feels someone slide onto the bar stool next to her, brushing against her arm as they do and she knows, without even looking, who it is. His scent fills her nostrils as she feels him shift, his leg brushing against hers as he does.
“What are you doing here? Come to tell me everything I did wrong today?”
The bartender sets another shot down in front of her and she immediately snatches it up and gulps it down, wincing as it burns her throat. She waits, refusing to meet his eyes, refusing to say anything else.
“You didn’t do a bad job today, boot. Still have some things to learn but lucky for you there’s still time in your training for me to whip you into shape. Gotta learn to control that mouth, that’s what will get you into trouble.”
She turns her head, catching his eyes, noticing the slight smirk on his face as he looks at her.
“So how do you feel about whipping me into shape? Helping me learn what to do with my mouth?”
“That’s my job, as your training officer.”
“But how about tonight you’re not my training officer? You’re just a guy in a bar, and I’m just a girl who had a shitty day at work.”
He cocks his eyebrow at her then brings his hand up to rest on her thigh, squeezing it as he leans in, “If that’s the case then I think we should get out of here. Too many witnesses in this bar for what I want to do to you.”
She grins at him then signals for her check from the bartender. He brings it over, Lucy quickly throws money onto the counter, leaving more than enough for a generous tip then slides off her barstool, heading towards the exit. She can feel Tim behind her, his looming presence grounding her in a way that she’s not ready to explore just yet. Once they get outside the cool air hits her face and she turns to face him, “Your place or mine?”
He moves them, spins her around until her back is pressed against the brick wall, his body bracketing hers, hand resting behind her head then he is crashing his lips to hers. She moans into the kiss, her lips parting to allow his tongue to slide into her mouth as she snakes her hands around his waist tugging him closer. His lips trail down her neck, licking at her tattoo then sucking a bruise right above her collarbone.
“Did you drive here?” His low voice sends vibrations through her as he speaks against her skin.
She shakes her head as he continues to nip at her neck, “No. I took an Uber because I planned on getting drunk. But this is a much better use of my time.”
He pulls away and Lucy lets out a small whimper at the loss before he is tugging her away from the wall, pulling her into the parking lot and guiding her towards his truck. He opens the door and gestures, “Let’s go. I’ll drive you home.”
She climbs up, his hand smacking her ass as she does and settles into the passenger seat, her body humming with anticipation. He pulls out of the parking lot, Lucy watching as his hands grip the steering wheel, her eyes roaming his arms, watching the way they flex as he drives.
She slowly lifts up the middle console, twisting her body to fully face Tim as her hand comes to rest on his thigh. She can feel him tense beneath her fingers as she slides further up his legs, her eyes never leaving his face. He doesn’t waver, his gaze firmly in front of him, focusing on the road, but Lucy can feel the way her touch affects him. Finally her hand cups him, feeling his hard length under the fabric of his jeans and he twitches.
“Chen,” his voice is low and strained, trying to stay in control, “you’re playing with fire.”
She grins then she slowly unbuttons his jeans, seeing how far he’ll let her go. Her fingers grip the zipper then his hand comes up, grabbing her wrist, holding her in place, “You’re making it impossible to concentrate.”
“I’m sorry sir.”
Her hands run down his length over his jeans, his legs twitching as she does then Lucy feels the truck come to a stop. She looks up and sees they are in her parking lot and then she feels Tim grabbing her neck and pulling her in for a fiery kiss, his tongue tangling with hers. As he pulls back he nips at her bottom lip, “Let’s go. I’m just getting started with you.”
They walk quickly into the building, trying their best to keep their hands to themselves but the second the elevator doors close Lucy pins Tim against the wall and surges up to kiss him. His hands snake around her waist, one sliding down to grip her ass as she grinds against him. The doors open and he pushes her out of the elevator, keeping his hand on her waist as they make their way down the hallway. Lucy turns to unlock her door, Tim’s hands sneaking around to her front, cupping her through her jeans as his lips find her neck.
“Hurry up and open the door before I fuck you in this hallway for all your neighbors to see.”
His voice is low against her neck and the vibrations shoot straight to her core as she feels herself grow wetter. She finally gets the door unlocked and pushes it open. They stumble inside and Tim spins them around, pinning her against the door as he kisses her, his hands roaming her body. Her hands find his belt, working to get it undone while he pulls back and rips his shirt off. Once his pants are undone he slides them down his legs, leaving him standing there in just his boxers, which do little to hide his desire.
His eyes darken, “I think I’m supposed to be teaching you how to use that mouth of yours. Is that what you want boot? Want me to tell you what to do?”
She nods, “Yes, yes sir that’s what I want. Tell me what you want.”
He drags her away from the door, pulling her towards the couch where he pulls his boxers off then settles on it, his legs spread apart, his cock standing erect.
“On your knees.”
Lucy shivers with anticipation as she drops to her knees between his legs. She looks up at him through her lashes, waiting for his next instruction.
“You almost got yourself washed out today by sassing off. I think there’s much better things you can do with your mouth, don't you boot?”
She nods, licking her lips, waiting for him to tell her what he wants.
“Suck me. You’re gonna make me come then take it all down your throat.”
Her core throbs at his words, him completely naked while she is still fully clothed, his cock ready and waiting in front of her.
“Yes sir.”
She doesn’t wait for him to respond, she leans forward, swirls her tongue around his tip before sliding her mouth down his shaft. He groans as she envelops him,and his hands tangle in her hair. She works him slowly, bobbing up and down, her hands gripping his thighs.
He thrusts up into her mouth slowly and Lucy moans around him as his cock hits the back of her throat. She uses one hand to stroke him while she continues to suck, spit leaking out of her mouth. Tim tugs on her hair, and Lucy can feel by the way he’s pulsing in her mouth that he’s close. She pops off and looks up at him, “Fuck my mouth.”
He groans before he pushes her back so he can stand up. Lucy rises up higher on her knees until he can slide his cock back into her mouth. He slides in slowly, letting her take him inch by inch as she cups his balls. She looks up at him, her mouth stretched wide around him and then he’s gripping her hair and thrusting into her. Lucy feels herself grow wetter every time he thrusts, hitting the back of her throat.
“Fuck Lucy, you feel so good. I’m gonna come.”
She nods her head, encouraging him then grips his ass to pull him deeper. She feels his orgasm building, everything tightening and then she feels his hot cum hitting her throat as he comes with a loud roar. She swallows it all down, licking every last drop before she pulls off him and wipes her mouth.
“Well, I think that’s a much better use of my mouth. What do you think?”
He laughs then pulls her up and kisses her, groaning as he tastes himself on her lips. He begins to push her backwards, his lips never leaving hers as he backs them towards her bedroom. They stumble, hitting the door frame as they go and Tim’s hand comes up to protect her head as she leans against it.
“Now it’s time to reward you for what you did right today.”
Lucy feels the wetness in her panties grow as his eyes darken and he pushes her into the bedroom, the back of her knees hit the bed and she falls onto it as Tim eyes her.
“You are far too overdressed.”
She raises an eyebrow at him, “Then maybe you should do something about it.”
He grins at her before leaning down and yanking her leggings down, along with her underwear. Lucy lifts her hips to help him and he tosses them on the floor before pressing kisses to her ankles and working his way up her leg. He ghosts over her center as his hands come up and slide under the oversized sweatshirt that Lucy had thrown on after work. She leans up and he pulls it over her head, revealing her to him. He moans when he realizes she isn’t wearing a bra and she is now laying naked underneath him, “So fucking gorgeous.”
He lowers himself, crashing his lips to hers as one hand comes up to knead her breast, pinching her nipple between his fingers. He pulls away from her lips, dragging his mouth down her neck before stopping to suck a nipple into his mouth as Lucy cries out.
He lets go as he speaks, his mouth still pressed against her, “You did so good today. You would have been perfect if you hadn’t missed the van. But you won’t make that mistake again will you baby?”
His lips trail down her stomach, pressing kisses in the crease where her thigh meets her hips and she shakes her head, “No. No, I’ll never miss important evidence again. Never.”
Her back arches off the bed as she feels his tongue flatten and drag through her folds before swirling around her clit.
“Oh fuck.”
He does it again, licking a stripe from her back to her front before sucking her clit. His tongue works her, licking and sucking, building her up before pulling away, leaving her frustrated.
“Please, don’t stop. Fuck Tim I’m so close.”
“Not yet. Gotta make sure you really understand how important collecting all the evidence is.”
Then he’s diving back between her legs, his teeth grazing her clit as his tongue drives into her causing Lucy to cry out. He builds her back up, her orgasm curling deep inside of her and then he pulls away again. But before Lucy can protest he shoves two fingers inside of her as his tongue works her clit, sucking and licking as his fingers move inside of her. His fingers curl just perfectly and she snaps, clenching around his fingers and screaming out his name as she rides out the waves of her orgasm.
Before she can even come down from her high she feels him nudging her legs apart, the tip of his cock rubbing through her slickness before he sinks into her with one smooth thrust. She grips his arms, nails digging into them, “Fuck yes.”
He pulls out then slowly slides back in, Lucy feeling every single inch as he fills her. She moans as he bottoms out, his fingers digging into her thigh as he brings one leg up to rest on his shoulder, opening her up to him even more. He moves slowly, gliding in and out of her, slowly building her back up.
“You did so good today, so fucking good.”
Another sharp thrust, hitting deep inside of her as Lucy lets out a scream.
“You trusted your instincts.”
Another thrust and Lucy feels his cock swell as she grips him.
“You didn’t second guess yourself.”
He slams into her a little harder this time, a whimper escaping her lips.
“You caught a murderer. Kicked his ass and put him behind bars.”
He leans down, kissing her stomach, her breasts, her collarbone before he gets to her lips.
He thrusts sharply into her, Lucy’s leg slips from his shoulder and she wraps them around her, pulling him deeper as he kisses her.
“I’m so..”
A harder thrust.
“Fucking”
Harder.
“Proud.”
Another deep thrust.
“Of”
He stills then pulls out and slams back into her.
“You.”
He picks up his speed, thrusting into her at a punishing pace as Lucy clenches around him, her orgasm spurred by his words and his cock filling her so completely.
He kisses her again, his tongue sliding into her mouth as he fucks her. He pulls away from her lips and nips at her ear before she hears his low, gravely whisper.
“Such a good girl.”
Those words, plus another hard thrust send Lucy tumbling over the edge, her orgasm washing over her as she digs her nails into Tim’s back. He continues to fuck her, chasing his own release and Lucy feels him tense before he explodes inside of her, coming with her name on his lips.
He collapses on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat, his softening cock still inside of her, the only sound in the room their heavy breathing. The warmth of his body on top of her fills Lucy with a feeling she’s not ready to face so she grunts and pushes him. He rolls off, slipping out of her as their fluids leak onto the sheet beneath them. He lays next to her for a few minutes before he gets up and makes his way to the bathroom. She hears the water running and a few minutes later he returns with a washcloth in his hand and she watches as he takes it and gently cleans the mess between her legs. He presses a kiss to the inside of her knee when he’s finished, giving her a soft smile before returning to the bathroom.
When he comes back he’s dressed, must have snuck out to the living room to gather his clothes and Lucy feels her heart clench as she realizes he’s leaving. She knows he has to, knows this is the arrangement, it can’t be anything more. Tomorrow they will be back to rookie and training officer, pretending none of this happened, just like they have been doing.
She rolls over on the bed, not even bothering to get up and put clothes on before pulling the blanket up over her and settling against the pillow. She hears his footsteps coming closer then she feels him lean down and press a kiss to her forehead, something that feels far too intimate for the arrangement they have. She locks eyes with him for a moment, searching for something, but his guard is back up. He tugs the blanket up, tucking it around her before he turns to leave.
Lucy watches him go and once he gets to her door he stops and turns around, “Hey Lucy?”
She raises her eyebrows in response as she waits.
“You really did a great job today. You’re going to be an amazing officer.”
A smile blooms across her face at his praise, “Thank you Tim.”
He shoots her one final smile before turning and leaving her room. She hears the front door click shut behind him and Lucy closes her eyes, allowing herself to drift off to sleep.
And if her dreams are visions of Tim that’s no one’s business but hers.