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7
Blaze
When Terry asks if ‘the hooker got jizz on his clothes,’ I know I’m in trouble. My apartment is only so big that I’m sure loud-mouth Terry’s voice resonates throughout it. I try to get him out as quickly as he comes in, but he can’t catch a clue to save his life. When Ari walks into the room, and my eyes land on hers, the almost imperceptible flinch in her face grips me. If I wasn’t trained to conduct interrogations, I might’ve missed it, but with all the experience I’ve had, it might as well be a blinking neon light that Terry has crossed a line.
This is why I shouldn’t be on this assignment!I lament silently.
I’m so far from capable of dealing with beautiful prostitutes that literally anyone else in the entire precinct could have done a better job than I am doing right now. The fact that I’m starting to think I’ll be okay with getting fired, if I can only get an orgasm out of Ari, is a clear sign of my incompetence.
“He let me borrow an outfit the other night.”
“Yeah, do you usually play dress up when you’re looking for prostitutes, Blaze?”
“Baby, listen to me.” I pull her close to me. “I don’t usually go looking for prostitutes,” I admit truthfully. “My friend can be a talkative asshole, but he’s still my friend. But, tell me, did I say something to offend you? Don’t let what someone else does affect us?”
She pulls away from me.
“I don’t know what I… I mean, you have to tell me your boundaries. If you don’t want me to open the door or answer the phone when you’re around, it’s done,” I continue.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, per se. It’s just—”
“What is it, baby?”
“Nothing,” she says curtly.
“I did say something wrong,” I say, concerned about her feelings. “I said something you didn’t like, and it won’t happen again.”
“I just got offended with him insinuating that I’m just some prostitute as if I don’t mean anything to—” She catches herself before she finishes that thought. “Well, we’re only here for the moment, I suppose,” she says instead.
Ari studies me and then comes to stand close to me once again. My arms envelop her, and I pick her up. Her legs instantly wrap around me, and she rocks her hips in a slow, lazy motion. She starts to smile again when I can’t hold back a grunt at the spark that friction causes. I get momentarily mesmerized watching as Ari’s pupils go darker.
“We’re just two strangers enjoying a moment, right?” she asks.
“Oh baby,” is all I can muster from the feel of her womanhood pressing against my cock.
“If tonight is all we have, promise me one thing,” she says.
“Anything.”
“Please, let’s take it slow.”
“I just want to make you happy in the time we have together, Ari,” I mutter against her ear.
“I’ll sort out my feelings tomorrow. But, I can assure you, Blaze, that I like everything you’re doing.”
“You promise?” I pant, holding back from another kiss.
Ari rolls her eyes but looks pleased, at the same time. “I promise, Prince Charming.”
Fuck, I can feel the heat radiating off her pussy, and I want my dick inside of it so badly. I cave and kiss her. Even though I know I’m being made fun of, I don’t care.
Feeling Ari’s hands drop to the buttons of my jeans, I suck in my stomach, helpfully, giving Ari more room to free my cock from my boxers at once. I take a hand off the wall and slide it up Ari’s stomach under her shirt, feeling nothing but a smooth softness. Apparently, being in her profession calls for a lot of gym time because her body is a work of art.
In the corner of my eye, I catch sight of my badge sitting face up on a side table, taunting me. Ari grabs my face and pulls me in for a particularly heated stretch of kisses where she starts to stroke the shaft of my cock with her soft fingers. Fuck, fuck, fuck. This isn’t what I’m supposed to be doing. That damn badge is a reminder that if I don’t have the stomach to arrest Ari, I should at least tell her the truth and give her the chance to get away.
“Wait,” I gasp, arching up on my toes.
Ari presses her thumb into the head of my dick, dragging another string of foreign sounds out of me.
