by Mikey Lee
Zee’s fingers were still running up and down Seth’s stomach and chest. With every downward motion her hand continued to move closer and closer to his cock. The light sensual touch, almost tickly, pulsated blood through Seth’s body trickling down to his dick making him grow harder with every beat of his heart.
Chapter Twelve
With Seth’s arm still wrapped around Zee, he squeezed. And with his free hand, he ran his fingers through her hair, finding her ear and then her cheek. He cupped her cheek and neck with his strong and rugged, yet gentle hand.
“When was the last time I told you that I love you?” Seth said softly, almost a whisper but still filled with some bass.
Seth leaned in and kissed Zee. Their lips locked together as if there was some kind of magnetic force.
“Mmmm,” Zee moaned, as she finished the kiss. “It doesn’t really matter, baby, I’ll never get tired of hearing it.”
Zee tilted her head and leaned in again. Their lips locked once again, and this time both of them moaned.
Zee climbed on top of Seth. Her naked body slid across, and up and down his body. Seth could feel every inch of her silky smooth skin rubbing against his. With every nerve ending in his chest and stomach, he could pinpoint every piece of her body, from her nipples and the soft squishiness of her tits, to her stomach and belly button, all the way down to her thighs and knees. And Zee could definitely feel every inch of his well-chiseled, extremely defined pecks and abs. As her nipples brushed across his muscular body they became hard and stiff. She trailed her hand down his side; her fingers cupping his hips as her thumb caressed the fuck-me-line that surrounded his abs.
Lips still locked together, they both moaned. Their passionate love filled the air so loudly, Seth couldn’t even hear his own moan; instead he could only feel the vibrations of the sounds he must have been making in his ears. Zee’s body continued to caress up and down his, her lower back arching forward and back as if she were practicing some new yoga techniques. With both hands, Seth reached up, and gently ran his fingers through her hair to hold her head.
He slowly opened his lips, instinctively she followed, and he glided his tongue inside of her mouth. Their tongues massaged each other.
“Mmmm, baby.” Seth exhaled into her mouth.
“Shhh, just relax.” Zee whispered in response. Her clit slid down the full length of his cock.
Still gliding up and down his body, Zee’s pussy lips were parted by the girth of his cock, and her clit was stimulated with every pass over of each veiny ripple. As Zee slid downward, Seth’s hand slithered down her back. In each upward motion his hands stayed put, caressing and massaging each muscle group from her shoulders to her lower back, making her pussy slippery. His thumbs dug into the muscle, the last muscle in her lower back just above her tailbone, while his fingers and palms grabbed a hold of her ass. He squeezed, and she held her breath.
Exhaling a long soft moan, the wetness from her pussy coated and lubed his cock. With both hands full of ass cheeks, he grabbed, squeezed, and massaged her ass. Seth picked his head up off the pillow, flexed his abs, and penetrated her mouth with his tongue. Returning the favor, Zee slipped her tongue into his mouth, continuing the tongue-wrestling.
“Mmmm, baby you’re so wet.” Seth mumbled out.
“Your cock makes me wet.” Zee pushed her tits into his face. “And didn’t I tell you to shut up?” Zee whispered.
Zee was in the upward motion and ground her hips just a bit too far, Seth’s dick twitched, and on her downward motion his cock penetrated straight into her soaking slit. Seth held his breath, concentrating on the feeling of every micro-millimeter of the inside of her pussy sliding across the head of his cock. Zee squeezed her eyes closed tightly, biting down on her bottom lip as his girth pushed her hips apart. Slowly she lowered herself down on his full length, engulfing every bit of Seth until he was balls deep.
Zee’s nails dug into his chest, like a lioness pinning her prey down. She sat up in full cow-girl style. Seth bit down, flexing his jaw muscles, trying to hide and disguise the pain of the ten finger stabbing he was receiving. Her thighs and knees squeezed tightly to Seth’s waist. Zee started bouncing up and down and let out a little moan.
Biting down on her bottom lip, Zee fucked his cock. Seth cracked his eyes open and looked up to see Zee’s tits bouncing up and down. The smooth skin of her tits broke into ocean like waves as she bounced, which excited Seth even more. His dick twitched, pulsated, and throbbed as he tried to decide where he was going to come.
Do I come inside of her? Do I throw her off of me and come on my stomach?
“Do you want me to turn around?” Zee asked. “Do you want to stare at my ass?”
Not saying a word Seth sat up. He reached down and grabbed her ankle, twisting her leg around his back, one leg at a time.
“You’re fine right here, right where you are.”
Seth grabbed ahold of her ass with both hands and started to lift her up. His biceps were pumped, his abs were ripped, every muscle in his upper body, including his cock, was taking on a full cardio workout, as he bounced her up and down. Zee leaned back with her hands planted on his shins as she began to thrust her hips. With each move, the head of his cock perfectly hit against her G-spot. Seth wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her, squeezing her body tight. He buried his face into the middle of her breasts. Seth was ready to explode. He fought that urge, determined to make Zee come first.
Zee’s body tightened; Seth knew that she was getting close. She moved faster and faster, her pussy flexing and fluttering. Seth tried holding his breath, still fighting the urge to release.
Zee finally let out a long exhaling moan, “Aaaawwwww, Fuck me! Ohhhhh, Yes!”
Her body went limp and she collapsed on top of him, her arms and legs no longer holding on. Seth found his moment, with a couple more upward thrusts pushing her body down on his cock. He released, exploding his cum deep inside her.
“Gggggrrrrr-od!” Seth mumbled between her tits.
All the pressure from holding it in, instantly released. The sense of satisfaction rushed through both of their bodies.
Seth laid back down, his head crashing into the pillow and Zee followed so she was now sprawled on top of his chest. Both of them were still trying to catch their breath. Zee looked down at him and smiled. With his cock still throbbing with pleasure, Zee bounced her hips up and down with a smirk on her face.
“No more, no more.” Seth’s stomach flexed and tightened uncontrollably.
Zee giggled, “You wimp.”
Chapter Thirteen
Seth was thinking about the conversation he had with Zee from the night before. These days more and more people are meeting online.
Stuck at a red light, Seth looked over at the passenger seat and opened his case file, picking out Jen’s phone number. He picked up his phone from the center console and called her.
“Jen, good morning. this is Detective Lane, how are you doing? How are you holding up?”
“Did you catch the guy?” Jen asked quickly.
Seth with a little cough, cleared out his morning throat, “That’s actually why I’m calling, and to answer your question, no, not yet.”
“Are you home right now? Are you free for me to come by and speak with you?” Seth asked gently.
“Oh yeah, I’m here just doing some homework and this damn brief for my White Collar Crime class. But yeah, I’m here, come on by.” Jen said.
“Great, I’ll be there in about ten minutes or so.” Seth replied.
Seth hung up, looked down at the key pad on his phone and held down the “9” button to call the station.
“Precinct 41, this is Detective Moore, how can I direct your call?”
Seth swallowed his chuckle and shook his head, “Moore, it’s Lane. I need to talk to…” Shit, what the hell is Ashley’s last name? “Huh, I need to talk to Ashley, can you transfer me to my office, please?”
“Yep, sure will Laaaaannnnnne.” Moore
sighed.
“Detective Lane’s office.” Ashley answered.
“Ashley, anything back yet from the credit card company on the receipt?” He asked.
Even though it was a question about the case, the sound of Seth’s voice sent goose bumps down her spine. The image of his gorgeous face raced from ear to ear filling her brain, and she had the smile to match.
“Hmmm, huh, no… not yet sir, Lane… Detective Seth.”
Seth tried to make some kind of sense of what Ashley just said, “Ok, hit me up on my cell, when you find something out. I’m heading over to Jen’s apartment now. I’ll be in the office later.”
“Yes sir.” Ashley hung up the phone, smacking her head down on the desk at the same time the phone receiver hit the base. She didn’t know if he was in a relationship or not, he never talked about his home life; but she couldn’t help but fantasize about what he would be like in bed.
Seth knocked on the door of Jen’s apartment and the door was quickly answered. Jen opened it, her hair up in a pony tail with a pen behind each ear, and one in her mouth.
She took the pen out of her mouth before speaking, “Good morning Detective Lane.” Jen said in a semi hyper tone. “Would you like some coffee?”
“Oh my god, yes please.” Seth replied.
He looked down at the small breakfast table in the nook area of her apartment, and noticed countless law textbooks scattered across even more notebooks. “Whatcha working on?” he asked.
While pouring coffee into a mug, she had placed the pen back into her mouth and now talked around it, “I’m writing a brief on Ponzi schemes for my White Collar Crime class.” She muttered through the pen. “Cream and sugar?”
“Just some sugar, please.” Seth answered. “Aww, good ol’ Bernie Madoff, the stockbroker that got the sentencing from hell… a hundred and fifty years, I think.”
“Yeah, that’s right…” Jen said, handing over the mug. “So what’s up?”
“So, here’s the deal Jen, I’ve talked to everyone on my list of guys that you named off when we first spoke. And, I’m coming up short.”
“You wanna sit down?” Jen asked.
“Sure,” Seth sat down at the breakfast table and Jen sat across from him. “While doing some deep,” He paused. Oh yeah, I was deep alright. Shit, he needed to get it together. He politely coughed and started again. “While doing some deep thinking, I had the thought that this guy might be someone that you may have met on the internet. Social media of some kind, or had some type of email transaction with… so what I was hoping for, was to see if I may have access to your Facebook or emails and such.” Seth took a sip of the coffee that was clearly made yesterday.
“All I’m saying is there might be a clue in there for me, to catch this guy that did this to you.” Seth explained.
“Yeah, of course.” Jen looked around the table for her laptop. “As far as Facebook goes, I’m hardly on there, and all the friends I have on there are just family members. But my email… yeah… I’ll get that info for you.” Jen said frantically.
“Hmmm, yeah. That’s great, but before we actually get to that.” Seth looked at Jen with concern in his eyes. “How have you been sleeping? Better yet, have you been sleeping?”
“Well, you see, I have all these papers I need to write, and there’s a bunch of homework I need to catch up on.” Jen tried to explain.
“Is it because of the incident that happened?” Seth asked softly with sympathy and concern in his voice.
Jen pulled the pens from behind her ears one at a time. “I just keep thinking about why. What did I do to make him do that to me?” Jen’s eyes turned glassy with tears.
“You did nothing. This is not your fault in any way.” Seth leaned in to comfort her. “I will catch this guy, and I will bring him to justice. I promise you, and with your help we’ll catch this guy as fast as we can.”
“So, how about we do this. What’s the log-on and password of your social media accounts and your email? I’ll go through and see if I see anything, and you go and get some rest.” Seth said, returning to his business like tone.
“I’ll try,” Jen said while rubbing her eyes.
Jen wrote down her log-in information and passwords on a sheet of paper and handed it to him.
“I’ll take it from here, you go lay down and get some rest.” Seth said while standing up, smoothing the wrinkles from his suit jacket. “If you still have trouble sleeping, I want you to call down to the station… you still have my card, right?”
Jen nodded in confirmation that she did.
“Ask for Ashley and she’ll get you contact with a counselor that can help you. Okay?” Seth said, his eyes showing nothing but concern. Jen agreed and made a mental note to do just that. She couldn’t keep putting on this front like she was totally ok forever.
Chapter Fourteen
As Seth walked into the precinct he saw Moore sitting at the front desk. They both glanced at each other and gave the universal sign for what’s up with a head nod. Moore ended their manly greeting with the middle finger, and Seth laughed as he walked by. Walking into his office, Ashley was typing away at the computer.
“Whatcha workin on Ash…?” Seth asked as he dropped the case file down on the desk.
“Oh sir, you’re here… I’m a working on uh, doing a report… I mean, I’m working on your report for you. Just an up-to-date chronological event report for you, so when you crack this case and bring Sir-Dick-Head in, your final report will be easy for you.” Ashley said trying not to fumble over her words and failing.
“Well, that’s mighty sweet of you to do that. What made you start that?” He asked.
“Well, sir…” Ashley started to say.
“Stop stop stop with that sir shit. Just call me Seth or Lane or I don’t know just talk to me.” He said while moving his hand through his short hair.
Ashley smiled, and again, the feeling of having a fifth grade crush washed over her. She put her hands over her cheeks to cover and hide her blushing. “Well, I wasn’t really doing anything else, and I’m still waiting for the credit card company to get back to me, soooo yeah. I figured, you’re helping me out with getting me off that damn front desk. I was just trying to be useful.”
Seth nodded his head, pursing his lips, “That’s sounds like a fantastic idea. And you’re right, that will help out a lot at the end.”
“Can I get you some coffee, I just made a fresh pot not more that five minutes ago.” Ashley mentioned.
“Oh my god, yes. That sounds amazing right now.” Seth’s mouth was already starting to water.
“Okay, black with two sugars, coming up.” Ashley bolted out of the office.
Seth shook his head. He didn’t know what the deal with Ashley was. You would think she has a crush on me or something. He glanced down and noticed the case file. Right. Lets see what we can find on the internet. Seth plopped down in his chair, which had been raised all the way up. Jeez. That girl needed to grow a little. Pulling the chair under the desk, he opened a new window on the computer and figured he’d start with the most popular. Ahhhh, Facebook. Seth typed the URL into the box. Log in and password. He leaned over to the other side of the desk grabbing the case file and slid out the sheet of paper that Jen wrote those down on. Once he entered the correct combination, Jen’s Facebook feed filled the screen. Blah blah blah, yeah yeah, where is the friends button. Seth clicked on the profile button. Damn she was right… nothing but family here. He was surprised to see that Jen hadn’t posted anything since the semester started. And before that, it was like four months ago. Seth’s eyes scanned the screen, he located the ‘Friend’ tab and quickly moved the mouse curser and clicked it. He found absolutely nothing. A whole whopping twenty-three friends on Facebook, with only three guys: her dad, her brother, and from what it looked like, her pastor. Fuck me, this was a bust too.
Ashley entered the office with the coffee and a granola bar.
“Here’s your coffee, would you like a granola
bar?”
“No, no thanks.” Seth said, tasting the first sip of some good fresh coffee for the day. “I’m going to go grab some lunch soon.”
Looking down at his notes, and back up at the computer screen he opened a new tab to open Jen’s G-Mail account. He entered the password and pressed enter and the massive list opened. Oh holy hell, this is going to take a fuckin’ lifetime… this girl e-mails everyone on the fucking planet.
“Good lord, this girl has a ton of e-mails. Ashley, you don’t wanna be a doll and screen shot all these names, e-mail address, and subject lines, then print them out for me, do ya?” Seth said trying to be cute.
“Hmmm, you don’t need to screen shot it… just click that button there.” She pointed, “It’ll print all that for you.” She said purposefully leaning over, brushing her tits across Seth’s shoulders.
“Nice, with this slow ass printer, I’ve got time to hit the head.” Seth said. He knew what she was doing but was determined to kill the mood and keep the relationship strictly professional.
As Seth walked out of the office and headed down to the restrooms, Ashley sat down in his chair. “What am I doing?” she thought to herself, “Damn he’s hot, and my flirting skills have gone way down hill.”
Seth headed over to his favorite little burger joint across the street from the precinct. This was such a guilty pleasure of his. There were only two things he absolutely loved in his mouth: a big, huge, greasy, bacon cheeseburger and Zee’s wet pussy.
“Hey! Hey Detective, can I get you the usual?” The guy behind the counter yelled as Seth walked in the door.
“You got it boss-man. How about you throw in an extra piece of bacon, huh?” Seth replied back while grabbing his table in the corner.
Sitting down, he pulled the list of e-mails that Ashley was kind enough to staple together for him. Seth slightly shook his head. That is one goofy ass girl. I can’t tell if she stumbles over her words and shit because she’s still new to the force, and it’s a rank thing, or, if that adorable little thing has a crush on me or something. He was pretty sure it was a combination of the two after the whole boob brush earlier. He pushed that out of his head and looked down at the list, reaching into his jacket pocket to pull out his pen.
