EroticReverie

Vivian 

After a half an hour of answering mundane questions.  What time did I get there. The names of anyone I could remember being there. Yadda yadda. Did I ever leave the roof top. Did I see anyone suspicious. Anyone with weapons. 

Once I’m released I call my father to pick me up. But I don’t get an answer.  It’s 4 am so I take out my phone to try to call my friend Elise. 

“Where’s your ride?” A voice asks and I turn to see detective big dick Bennett standing there a hand in one pocket. 

“Nobody is answering” I say. 

“I’m just going to call an Uber” I say and he walks over to me as I pull up the app. 

“I can give you a ride.” He says and I look up and laugh and roll my eyes. 

“No thanks” I say. 

It wasn’t that I even disliked cops or detectives.  But. My family did. And because of all the shit my brothers were into as well as my cousins and some of my uncles.  I was always told to stay away from cops or any type of law enforcement.  

“Mind if I wait with you then?” He asks. 

I roll my eyes.”whatever” I say as I request a ride. The closest person 15 minutes away. I request the ride. And then walk back to the short cement wall  and lean against it as he walks over to stand with me. 

“They might start charging you rent here” he says making reference to how many times I’ve been thrown in the drunk tank. 

“I hope you don’t plan on quitting your job to become a comedian” I say as I cross my arms and rub my upper arms as the fall air whips a gust of wind down the street. 

He laughs and then I watch as he shrugs off his jacket. I eye him and my brows pinch as he shakes it out and then holds it up by the shoulders. 

“Here” he says and I lean away and shake my head. 

“No thanks” I say and he just laughs. 

“Don’t be ridiculous” he says. And I look at him. 

“I’m fine” I say and he shakes his head and steps forward and I step away. 

“It’s just a jacket Vivian” he says using my first name. 

I look at him his eyes on mine and a shiver runs through me. And I know I shouldn’t accept it. If my brothers found out I even accepted a jacket to keep warm from a detective my family would crucify me.  Theyd rather I’d befriend a serial killer before a detective. 

“Fine” I huff and then lift one arm and slide it in as he holds it open for me to add the other arm and then moves to the front and pulls the suit jacket closed and tugs it tightly closed around me and I just watch him. 

“There” he says and with a little smile steps back. 

The suit jacket is almost as long as my dress due to the height difference. And he looks much taller now that we’re both standing. 

“How tall are you?” I ask and he smiles and then moves to the side and leans against the low brick wall. Sitting easily on it. 

“Six five” he says and pussy does its own form of a round of applause for its appreciation by clenching in on itself. 

I wasn’t short really. I was five nine. But he seemed to be feet taller with the way he carried himself.  My eyes go to his pants. The way they sit snug and tight and that massive dick sits hugged tightly in his pants. Jesus. 

I look away. 

“So you’re not close with your brothers?” He asks and I look at him. 

“I never said that. Just that they’re assholes.” I say and he nods and smiles. 

“Right” he says and looks around. 

“You know not all cops are bad right?” He asks and I roll my eyes. 

“Save it” I say. 

When he doesn’t say anything I turn my head and he’s just smiling at me. 

I sigh and roll my eyes. 

“Yes. I know that. But I also don’t care and don’t trust any of them” I say. 

“Why is that?” He asks. 

I sigh. 

“Can we please talk about anything else?” I ask and he smiles. 

“What do you want to talk about?” He asks. 

 I shrug. 

“You’re not married.” I say. 

His brows lift like he’s amused with my statement. 

“No. I’m not.” He says. “You aren’t either” 

“I’m 20” I say. 

“I’m thirty four” he says and I look at him. 

“You don’t look thirty four” I say. 

He laughs. “And how old do I look?” He asks. 

“Twenty six?” I ask. 

“Hmm” he says. “I’ll take it” 

“So how long have you been playing detective for?” I ask and he laughs. 

“Couple years.  Transferred from to the city a few months ago” he says. 

I just nod and then look away and look around at the quiet street. 

“Boyfriend?” He asks and I look back at him. 

He gives me a small grin. 

I raise one brow. 

“Are you hitting on me?” I ask. 

“Are you hitting on ME?” He asks. 

I scoff. “Definitely not” I say and look away. 

“Because I’m a detective” he says and I look back at him. 

“You’re so smart Bennett” I say. And he smiles. 

“It’s Brooks by the way. My first name”. He says. 

“You have a last name for a first name?” I ask. 

“Guess so” he says. And his eyes go down my legs to my shoes. 

“Yes” he says. 

“Yes what?” I say and he lifts his eyes to me and then stands and I swallow hard when he moves closer.  And I don’t move away this time. 

“You asked if I was hitting on you” he says. 

I let loose a breath and just stare up at him. 

“Let me give you a ride home.” He says quietly and his hand reaches to my waist. 

My breath shakes and I remind myself he’s a detective. 

“You’re a detective” I say. 

“And you’re incredibly attractive. And I’d love to give you a ride home” he says and his hand claps at my waist. 

“Isn’t …isn’t this against code of conduct or something ?” I ask. 

“No” he says and then takes my hand and puts it right on his dick. 

“This might be though” he says and I gasp and then bite my lip and look down. My hand staying put and taking advantage of his blunt gesture. 

“Maybe before I take you home, you can visit my place” he says. 

I nod.  Because, he was fucking huge. And hard. And he was so hot. And if he wasn’t a detective I’d have already offered my mouth to his cock. 

“I saw you looking at it. More than once.” He says as I rub him through his pants and he looks around and then down at my hand. 

“You can’t tell anyone” I say. 

He smirks when I look up. 

“Didn’t plan on it” he says and then takes my hand and moves it then slides his hand around my back and turns me to walk. 

“Let’s go. My car is down here” he nods to the other end of the building.