EroticReverie

Brooks Bennett

It wasn’t the most professional way to work a case. But it was a god damn cock pleasing one. 

Little Vivian Vaughn.  Rich party girl and minor offenses trouble maker for the city. Her crimes were nothing compared to the ones her brothers and their family were expected of. 

I’d read all her files. All the files on her whole damn family when I arrived months ago. Tonight wasn’t the first time I saw her either. I’d seen her plenty. Through he mug shots and also due to some personal detective work that could be considered stalking. But when I’d seen her pretty little mug shots , heard of her wild child reputation. My cock was very very interested in working taking down her brothers from a new angle. 

I honestly hadn’t expected seducing her to be so easy. Honestly , the little thing seduced me. That good damn little dress she had on tonight was enough to make a man fall to his knees and beg for a glimpse underneath. 

Hawthorne wasn’t privy to my little idea. And I didn’t plan on telling him that I wanted to use little Vivian to get information from her. 

Maybe she didn’t know anything really. But she could know things that she didn’t know she knew. Things that would help us catch her brothers with some fucking hard evidence and finally take them to trial. 

Her brother ran a high end strip club and were also suspected of not only distributing drugs , but human trafficking as well.  The human trafficking was new for their suspected crimes. Apparently there was a tip from a girl who’d escaped. That placed the face of one of the Vaughn brothers as one of the men who she’d seen when she was being kept. 

But we didn’t know where they were keeping her.  And the man that she was found with by his wife was at the hotel last night. And he Was found dead  by the time we made it to the hotel. We’d been there to apprehend him but someone else beat us to him. To silence him. 

His wife had an alibi. The girl he was fucking and screwing had little to no information for us.  Apparently she was kept someone outside the city. And transported under blindfold whenever she left where lever they were keeping her.  All the guards wore masks at the estate she she was kept in. The one Vaughn brother she’d placed as the only face she’d ever seen besides the other girls wasn’t anywhere to be found. And neither was the other. But they wouldn’t run. They weren’t stupid enough to make themselves look guilty. We just didn’t know where the fuck they currently were.  But expected to find them sometime today. 

-

I’d fucked the shit out of little Vivian Vaughn. I’d half expected her to be a spoiled little pillow princess. But the girl could fuck.  She could really really fuck.  She’d taken my cock without any hesitation. Sliding that perfect little cunt of hers right onto my cock. Most girls were hesitant snd I couldn’t blame them. Because I was indeed hung like a fucking horse. A blessing and a curse. 

But Vivian Vaughn laughed.  She fucking laughed like a little devil as she got stuffed with my cock. The bitch barely even flinched when I started pounding away at her in the car. 

After she’d came she crawled off me and finished me off with her hot little mouth. 

It was hot as fuck watching her work my cock with her fucking cunt. Hot as fuck watching her persistent mouth struggle to try and shove my cock deeper in her throat. No shame with that girl. And it was hot as hell getting to cum down her throat and have her hum a little moan of delight when I filled her stomach with my cum. 

I’d dropped her off outside the gate of her home. The home of the fucking Vaughn’s. When I’d asked if her brothers were home she just laughed and got out of the car and shut the door and walked her hot little ass in her tiny little dress to the gate. 

Now I was laying in bed on only a few hours of sleep , stroking my cock at the memory of her sweet little body fucking me like the dirty little girl she was.  Me and my cock wanted more. And I’d be sure I got more of her too. 

—

At the office Hawthorne tells me the brothers are coming in at noon for questioning. Stating they were at their homes all night , which could be the case. Didn’t mean they still weren’t involved. 

“Where the fuck did you go last night? Hawthorne asks after briefing me. 

“Home” I say. 

“Bullshit Bennet. Frank saw you outside with the Vaughn girl. Getting into your fucking car.” He says. 

I only give a little smirk. “Then why the fuck did you ask?” I laugh. 

“Don’t go messing around with the Vaughn’s Bennet. You’ll fuck everything up.” He says. 

“I should report your ass” he says and I wave him off. 

“She’s got nothing to do with the case” I say. 

“You that blinded by some young push Bennet?” He asks. 

“She’s their god damn sister” he says. 

“She doesn’t know anything. But if I get close enough. I could have her FIND something” I tell him my motives now that he knows I was with her. 

“You’re not gonna find shit except for your ass fired or in a god damn grave if they find out you touched their sister” he says. 

“Who says I touched her?” I ask. 

He gives me a knowing look. 

“She’s not known for her innocence Bennett. And your not known for yours either.” He says and I laugh and shrug and cross my arms as I lean back lift my feet to my desk. 

“What can I say? If I can use it to get to the bottom of things why not?” I say and gesture to my lap. 

He rolls his eyes and shakes his head. 

“Stay. Away.” He warns. 

“Yeah. Alright” I say with a sigh. 

He just shakes his head. 

After a moment he looks at me. 

“Well fucking tell me. Jesus Christ. Is she any good?” He asks and I laugh. 

“She’s one of the best fucks I’ve had in quite awhile” I say and he curses and shakes her head. 

“Hair on the field ?” He asks. 

“Not a single one” I say. “Smooth as fucking silk” 

“Christ” he slaps his hand on the desk. 

I sit up and lean over my desk and whisper. 

“Tight as fuck and as wet as they get” I say and he curses. 

“You lucky fucking bastard” he says and I laugh then sit up and log into my computer. 

“She’s a mouthy little cunt” he grumbles and I laugh. 

“You catch more cunts with honey Hawthorne” I tell him and he grumbles. 

“She’s gonna catch a slap to the mouth if she ever talks to me like that again” he says and I roll my eyes and shake my head. 

“She won’t be in here again anytime soon though guy” I say and he grumbles. 

“Better not be”. He mumbles. And I bite back a laugh. 

Vivian wasn’t wrong in her assumption that Hawthrone was an asshole. He was. But she also was a defensive smart mouthed cursing little brat. So I understood his frustration. We got shit all the time from people. 

Nobody liked cops. Or detectives. Or anyone at all that had to do with the law. And I can’t say I blamed them when I’d met plenty of assholes working the system. I was an asshole too. But not cause I was a detective. Because I was just an asshole. But I wasn’t outright about it. 

—

At noon the brothers are in separate interrogation rooms.  Each of us going in and questioning them one at a time. Both pricks denying any knowledge about last nights events or knowing the man who got murdered. When we tell Victor the older brother that his face was placed from a human trafficking victim he just gives us a look like we’re fucking with him. 

We get absolutely fucking nothing from them after keeping them here for hours. 

It’s six pm when we finally let them go and me and Hawthorne are both equally pissed. 

“I can’t wait to slam the bars closed on those mother fuckers” he seethes as he throws his legal pad with shit for notes on it onto his desk. 

“Where you going?” He asks when I put my suit jacket on. 

“Home. I’m done with this shit for the day.” I say and before I walk out. I stop by booking and get a phone number from Greta at the front desk. 

“You’re the best Greta” I say and give her a wink and slip the sticky note into my pocket. 

I program the number into my phone. Then shoot off a text. 

“Where are you?” 

“Who is this?” She responds. 

“The best fuck of your life.” I respond. 

“Where are you?” I ask again. 

“All of my fucks have been pretty sub par. You must have me mistaken for someone else” she replies

I laugh at the screen. Smart ass. I decide not to beat around the bush. 

“Where are you and that tight little cunt of yours at? My cock wants to see you both again .” I type and send. 

“Again. I don’t know who this is. But you sound like a desperate pervert.” She replies. 

“Stop playing games Miss Vaughn. Where. Are. You.” I type. 

“Murdering men and picking locks with Bobby pins.  That’s what I do right?” She replies. 

“You also fuck like a good little girl.” I reply .

“I know I do.” She replies.

“I want your pussy Vivian.  Where are you?” I type again. 

“You have zero game Brooks.” She replies. 

“I don’t need game when I’ve got a cock big enough to rip that little cunt of yours apart” I type. 

“Filthy man” she replies. 

“Let’s fuck Vivian” I type. 

“No thank you” she answers and I growl at my screen. 

“Quit playing hard to get. We both know you’re an easy little whore” I reply. 

“Again. No game. And again. No thank you.” She texts back. 

“Vivian” I type. 

“How did questioning go for you detective Bennett? Did you try to fuck information from my brothers too? Or am I the only one you use that method on?” She replies and grip my phone angrily. 

“Just you little Vaughn” I type. 

I wasn’t subtle last night.  Straight up asking her where her brothers were while I was inside of her. But I didn’t care. She wasn’t an idiot. 

“How lucky for me” she replies. 

“Meet me for a drink” I type. 

“I’m twenty detective. I can’t drink” she replies. 

“Yet you were drunk last night.  But anyways, I’ll get you a Shirley temple” I say. 

“No thanks. Busy” she replies. “And lose my number” 

“Meet me.” I reply. 

No answer comes back. 

“Vivian” I type. 

No answer. 

“I’ll be at Marchecks at nine. Wear something slutty.” I type and toss my phone on my seat. 

—-

I go home. Eat dinner. Jerk off in the shower.  Then get dressed. Wearing black pants with a light blue dress shirt and make my way to Marchecks a small restaurant and bar and sit myself at the bar. 

When nine o clock hits I don’t bother looking around for her. Because even if she did come. A girl like her wouldn’t be on time. 

I nurse a Jack and Coke as I look around. A hot  blonde with a few friends makes eyes at me from across the bar.  I let my eyes go to her nice big and round paid for tits in the low cut v neck red top she has on. 

She makes her way over and I make sure to face her. On the stool and spread my knees open. Smiling to myself when she looks down and her eyes widen a moment before she looks away. 

“Wanna get out of-“ I stop and don’t finish my sentence as the front door to the establishment opens and a long brown haired sex pot walks in. A slow grin spread across my face as she looks around her eyes catching on me and she gives me a little eye roll.  As if to say.  Fuck you. You win. I came like you asked. 

“Do I wanna get out of here?” The blonde asks   eagerly.  Noticing my sudden distraction. 

I smile to myself , ignoring blondie as I keep my eyes on the long legs of the sexy little bitch I’ll be screwing tonight walks over and slides her jacket off her shoulder as she walks towards the bar. 

My cock twitches at the reveal. 

She’s wearing a long sleeve white satin mini dress. The plunge of the neckline dips below her breasts and those white strappy little heels with the straps cris crossed to her mid calf are catch my eye. And I plan on having them over my shoulders as soon as possible. 

“You were saying you wanted to get out of here?” The blonde asks again putting a hand on my thigh. 

I shake my head keeping my eyes on Vivian as does every other man with blood in his veins in the room. And I know I’m not the only one that had that blood rushing straight to their cock. 

I push blondies hand of my thigh. 

“No thanks” I say and she scoffs and Vivian makes it to my end of the bar and cocks her brow at me. 

The blonde looks over her shoulder and spots Vivian. The blonde scoffs. But a Vivian doesn’t take her eyes off mine. 

“This your girlfriend?” She asks me and Vivian laughs. 

“Absolutely not” she says. 

“No. She’s just a brat with good pussy” I say and the blonde jaw drops and she throws her hands up and turns and walks away and a Vivian shakes her head at me and steps forward and I reach out and pull her to the side of the stool. 

“You’re an ass” she says. 

“Hm” I hum a sound of acknowledgement. 

“Thought you were busy ?” I tease.  

“Thought you wanted to get laid?” She snips. 

I grin. 

“Want a drink?” I ask as my hand slides down to her ass and I feel around for her panties. 

“A vodka martini” she says and I pull her closer and dip my mouth to her ear. 

“Do you have panties on Vaughn?” I whisper. 

“No” she replies as if she’s not the least interested in me. 

“Vodka martini please” she says to the bartender that walks over and they nod and go to make her drink. 

“Bad girl” I whisper into her ear and kiss her neck and slide a hand down the back of her dress and then up the back of her thigh. 

She looks behind us but where I’m sitting and she’s standing there’s only and empty table with high stools behind us. I smirk when she lets me slide my hand where I want it. 

“Little slut” I whisper in her ear as my finger pushes along her ass crack and down then up into her pussy. 

I watch her inhale and give her upper lip a little lick as she moves on her feet slightly. Spreading them the slightest bit. I grin at willingness to let me finger her right here at the bar. 

She’s already wet and my finger slips in and out slowly. Just feeling her. Teasing her and gently finger fucking her. 

“I thought about telling your brothers today that I was screening this tight little pussy last night in my car” I tell her and she bites the corner of her lip smiling at the bartender who places her drink down. 

“Thank you” she says calmly as if she doesn’t have my finger buried all the way inside of her and moving around and feeling her wet walls.

When the bartender walks away she takes a sip and closes her eyes as I keep going, then push her pussy open further when I add another finger. Now she’s gasps and I grin as work them in and out. 

“Youre getting so wet Vivian” I say quietly and she turns her head and looks in my eyes and I grin and pump my fingers faster. She inhales again and sets her drink down. Placing her hands on the bar as she steadies herself. 

“You gonna cum right here ? Are you gonna cum like a little slut for me?” I ask and she gives the slightest nod and I exhale a low groan as I move slightly. For better access and push them deeper into her and she takes a shaky breath and then licks her lips and looks away.  Picking up her drink I watch her hand shake slightly as she forced herself to take a causal sip and slide my fingers out of her and move them further up and find her clit and watch her exhale and close her eyes fro a brief moment. 

I look around and see blondie and her friends across the bar eyeing Vivian who keeps taking small sips from her drink. 

“You’re such a bad girl…it’s such a turn on” I tell her and she looks at me. 

My eyes go to hers and then to her mouth as it parts and I hear the smallest moan come from her. 

I want to kiss her.  I don’t think I’ve ever wanted to kiss a mouth more than I want to kiss hers. But she told me last night no kissing. But I lean in anyways. 

She turns her head and I smile as she looks away. I watch her as she stands there taking my fingers against her clit with barely any reaction. Until her legs start to shake and then snap shut. Locking my hand between her legs and I keep rubbing her clit and she bites both lips together and her shaky hand grip the edge of the bar and I know she’s cumming. 

I give it a few more seconds and she turns , making my hand move and then she pushes it away from her and adjust her dress.  I grin as wipe my fingers on the back of her thighs and she glares at me and I smile. 

“How’s your drink?” I ask. 

“Fuck you” she says and I chuckle.