hint.
Madison needed a thorough pounding, but she'd never admit it. That's where I came in. Usually, I went after the easiest chicks and scored them quick. I wasn't used to the slow burn; the idea of wearing down a woman's resolve was foreign to me.
It also made me hornier than I'd been in a long time. Finally, a real challenge.
“Okay, you win. I'll stop asking.” I gently rested my hands on her shoulders. “Who needs words, anyway?”
She shivered as I brushed the stray hairs from her neck. This was a big gamble, one that could get me fired if she complained to the right people.
She was worth that risk.
“W-what do you think you're doing, Silver?”
I whispered, tickling her throat with my breath. “Convincing you of how much you need this.”
My lips found her collarbone. She gasped when I kissed her there.
“I don't... Don't need anything from you.”
“Then tell me to stop.”
She held her breath. Said nothing.
That was my way in. I'd found her weak spot. It wouldn't be long before she caved in completely.
“This is an awful idea.” She shut her eyes as I nipped the arch of her neck. “If someone sees us... It's totally unprofessional.”
I chuckled. “Oh, I've been called that and much worse in this job.”
“It's not you I'm worried about, damn it. Don't you get it?”
There was irritation in her tone. Though my arms were where she belonged, I wisely elected to let her go.
She moved slowly away from me, stroking her neck where my lips had been.
“What don't I get?”
“I'm the only female officer in my department. Basically, I'm surrounded by men all day. You have any idea how hard it is to gain respect in that environment?”
I shrugged as she wandered the room, pretending to look for clues. “What does that have to do with you and me?”
She paused by a magazine rack and leafed through the pages of Entertainment Weekly. I waited patiently for her reply because, obviously, Madison wasn't a woman you could rush.
“When I got hired on the force, Victor Patterson decided he wanted me.”
“The police chief?”
“He chased me, charmed me, all of that stuff. I resisted, of course, because he was my boss.” Her laugh was bitter. “At last, he was so relentless that I gave in. What a mistake that was.”
“God, I'm sorry.”
Then it struck me. He chased and charmed her, just like I was trying to do now. What if she saw her asshole ex-boyfriend in me when I did that?
“There were rumors, naturally. And when I got promoted from grunt-level officer to detective...” She shook her head. “I never knew grown men could gossip as much as teen girls.”
“They thought you were sleeping your way up the ladder.”
She turned away before a tear fell, wiping her cheek quick so I wouldn't see.
Must be tough to be a woman in a guy's world. She had to keep up her guard, never showing weakness. Had to work smarter and harder to prove her worth to everyone.
But under her hardened exterior, she hid a soft, feminine core. When was the last time she let that side of her out?
“My point is, I don't have the most stellar reputation on the squad. If I get caught with your hands all over me – when I'm supposed to be conducting an arson investigation – it won't look good for me.”
“So no flirting on the job. I get it.” I winked, hoping to cheer her up. “How about when you're off the clock? You gotta let your hair down sometime.”
“Sorry. I don't make a habit out of dating criminals.”
“First of all, I'm not a criminal.”
She gave me that yeah-right look, scoffed, and turned on her heel. Like a trained puppy, I followed.
“Okay, I might do some questionable things, but that doesn't make me a bad person.”
“Do you realize how many times I've heard that?”
“ Second of all, who said anything about dating? I'm not asking for your hand in marriage – just one night.”
For a moment, it looked like she might be thinking about it. She wandered to the dining table,
Madison needed a thorough pounding, but she'd never admit it. That's where I came in. Usually, I went after the easiest chicks and scored them quick. I wasn't used to the slow burn; the idea of wearing down a woman's resolve was foreign to me.
It also made me hornier than I'd been in a long time. Finally, a real challenge.
“Okay, you win. I'll stop asking.” I gently rested my hands on her shoulders. “Who needs words, anyway?”
She shivered as I brushed the stray hairs from her neck. This was a big gamble, one that could get me fired if she complained to the right people.
She was worth that risk.
“W-what do you think you're doing, Silver?”
I whispered, tickling her throat with my breath. “Convincing you of how much you need this.”
My lips found her collarbone. She gasped when I kissed her there.
“I don't... Don't need anything from you.”
“Then tell me to stop.”
She held her breath. Said nothing.
That was my way in. I'd found her weak spot. It wouldn't be long before she caved in completely.
“This is an awful idea.” She shut her eyes as I nipped the arch of her neck. “If someone sees us... It's totally unprofessional.”
I chuckled. “Oh, I've been called that and much worse in this job.”
“It's not you I'm worried about, damn it. Don't you get it?”
There was irritation in her tone. Though my arms were where she belonged, I wisely elected to let her go.
She moved slowly away from me, stroking her neck where my lips had been.
“What don't I get?”
“I'm the only female officer in my department. Basically, I'm surrounded by men all day. You have any idea how hard it is to gain respect in that environment?”
I shrugged as she wandered the room, pretending to look for clues. “What does that have to do with you and me?”
She paused by a magazine rack and leafed through the pages of Entertainment Weekly. I waited patiently for her reply because, obviously, Madison wasn't a woman you could rush.
“When I got hired on the force, Victor Patterson decided he wanted me.”
“The police chief?”
“He chased me, charmed me, all of that stuff. I resisted, of course, because he was my boss.” Her laugh was bitter. “At last, he was so relentless that I gave in. What a mistake that was.”
“God, I'm sorry.”
Then it struck me. He chased and charmed her, just like I was trying to do now. What if she saw her asshole ex-boyfriend in me when I did that?
“There were rumors, naturally. And when I got promoted from grunt-level officer to detective...” She shook her head. “I never knew grown men could gossip as much as teen girls.”
“They thought you were sleeping your way up the ladder.”
She turned away before a tear fell, wiping her cheek quick so I wouldn't see.
Must be tough to be a woman in a guy's world. She had to keep up her guard, never showing weakness. Had to work smarter and harder to prove her worth to everyone.
But under her hardened exterior, she hid a soft, feminine core. When was the last time she let that side of her out?
“My point is, I don't have the most stellar reputation on the squad. If I get caught with your hands all over me – when I'm supposed to be conducting an arson investigation – it won't look good for me.”
“So no flirting on the job. I get it.” I winked, hoping to cheer her up. “How about when you're off the clock? You gotta let your hair down sometime.”
“Sorry. I don't make a habit out of dating criminals.”
“First of all, I'm not a criminal.”
She gave me that yeah-right look, scoffed, and turned on her heel. Like a trained puppy, I followed.
“Okay, I might do some questionable things, but that doesn't make me a bad person.”
“Do you realize how many times I've heard that?”
“ Second of all, who said anything about dating? I'm not asking for your hand in marriage – just one night.”
For a moment, it looked like she might be thinking about it. She wandered to the dining table,
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