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mrs-solo-walker · 1 year
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if he also purrs when i crawl his fur... ? 🫦
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mistress-of-ward · 2 years
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Date night with Henry Cavill
found this on pinterest
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littlefreya · 4 years
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aslkhtjkjkdjhejskslak I can't with the cavity search from Walter. Yes, please. Go ahead detective.
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He just got home and darn it, he looks so exhausted but you’re frisky. You never get tired of watching him dispatch his badge and his gun on the table. So you make your move, wearing that slutty red dress and a fiery red lipstick to match. Yes, you are in the mood for some games again.
You march into the kitchen, your sinful “fuck-me” pumps tapping angrily on the floor. 
“Oh, detective?...” you call him and he immediately turns, frowning with his usual grumpy stare but he quickly catches up on your game and moves toward you, handcuffs dangling from between his fingers.
“Turn around, Ms, legs spread against the wall”
“No” you challenge him, a sultry smirk painting on your face.
The detective is unimpressed. One long arm reaches to your neck and with a swift shift you are pressed against the wall with Walter pinning you down.
“I said, spread your legs, slut”
You do as you’re told while his fingers run down between each of your thighs and then pressing into the soaked patch in your panties. 
“Guess I’ll have to do a full cavity search. Are you going to be a good girl, or do I have to cuff you?” 
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justcallmenj · 3 years
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Currently have four fics in my drafts.
One is a Captain Syverson x Y/N fic.
One is a Walter Marshall x Y/N fic.
One is a Bucky Barnes x Y/N fic.
One is a Steve Rogers x Y/N fic.
Continuously getting more and more ideas (especially for Bucky Barnes due to TFATWS inspiration).
Always trying to string all those ideas together even though they don't fit.
Trying to do one shots but I always end up adding more parts.
Forgive me for I am a bit of a mess when it comes to this.
I appreciate all the likes and reblogs. Certainly would love some feedback or anything similar. I know I'm just starting off, but I am planning on posting more!
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witcherfan · 3 years
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I found a Walter Marshall fan fictions
called Protection over on wattpad by taytay312
I like this one because he helps the victim.
This story reminds me of the GIF above.
https://www.wattpad.com/896170257-protection-walter-marshall-1
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hcbraziliansfans · 4 years
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Esses cachos...❤️ ❤️ ❤️ . . . Posted @withregram • @cavilldream Que urso é esse heim? 🐻💕 . . . . . #henrycavill #fanpage #love #superman #hot #sexy #Superman #Geralt #love #hot #sexy #Superman #Geralt #love #hcbrazilianfans #nighthunter #waltermarshall https://www.instagram.com/p/CDo3_GShWfV/?igshid=v5piz1t25amy
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stardusted26 · 2 years
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It’s my birthday!!!!! Sooooo where is the Cptn. with my birthday spankings 🥳🤣🤷‍♀️ If he’s not available any of the below will do! 😆😆😆
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#shitpost #itsmybday #bdayspankings #henrycavill #syverson #waltermarshall #charlesbrandon #geralt
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mistress-of-ward · 3 years
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Got the image from pinterest.....
But just imagine him in that pose and he does a teasing body roll ...... 🔥🔥🔥😭😭😭 then starts to grind and do those hip movements that he does when he deep inside you ..... ok I'm done goodbye ....
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mistress-of-ward · 4 years
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Wet Mattress
One shot
Summary:Just a one shot of you and husband henry roleplaying a smutty night. Just getting straight into it no mention of planning it.
Warning: Just like a said it's a smut. Mention of getting you pregnant and squirting.
Inspiration: @modernmorticiaa
Word count: 1523
Henry cavill x reader
(Y/d): your drink
Feedback would be appreciated because this is still very new to me. Like it or love it please do reblog it and PM me if you would like to be on the tag list
He sees you sitting at the bar and he looks at you like an animal on a hunt. Sitting there drinking (y/d) you can't help but notice his eyes on you. He licks his lips as he breathes out, causing them to look more fuller. You sit there trying to ignore the attraction between you.
He looked dressed to impress in his custom cut suit and you sit in your normal casual attire but that doesn't seem to bother him. After walking up to where you are sitting, he stands next to you, giving you a chance to inhale his masculine and sexy scent. You take a deep breath as he stretches for his pint of Guinness, his muscular body turned to you, making you close your eyes and lick your lips. He stands there, catching you in the moment as you slowly open your eyes, and he smirks down at you.
Taking a swig of your drink as you turn to leave, your eyes meet his blue ones and you can't help but chuckle. You make small talk and the next thing you know you're leaving the bar to his hotel room. Wasting no time, he pushes you roughly against the walls of the elevator. You glanced at him press the button to the hotel room and your heartbeat quickens, knowing he has time to make you ready.
Henry picks you up with ease and pins you against the wall, and then practically almost rips open what he can of your clothes and pulls it off, revealing your lacy bra. You hear a grunt as he looks at your voluptuous breasts licking his lips as he eyes them with a hungry lust. Kissing your lips he takes off his suit jacket and the elevator doors open with a *ding.* He grabs you not taking his eyes off you, only breaking eye contact to open the door. While he walks you into the room he starts to kiss you again. Hot in heat he undresses throwing his shirt, tie and jacket and your jacket as well, creating a small pile. He lays you down and unzips his pants, stripping everything off and leaving him absolutely naked. You look at his body in wonder mouth open as you get lost in it.
He smirks at how cute you look admiring his muscular body, "now my turn love, undress for me." You quickly take off all your clothes like they were on fire and lay there naked. He now looks at you mirroring your face when you looked at him. Seeing the curves of your body you see him salivate when his eyes meet your fat pussy. He licks his lips and his eyes keep moving all over you, "I think we should make a baby. Look at you just simply built for me to fuck for days on end." He crawls over to you, "Keep you up all night release my seed into you and when you've rested to my satisfaction I wake you up and start it all over again."
He was now face to face with you his cock dangling in-between his legs and hitting your pussy lips as it swings. He looks you in the eyes and captures your lips with his teeth and you hiss, making him smile. He captures your lips more gently and works up to kiss you harder to the point that now your teeth are involved in the dance between your tongues. His hands travel to feel all parts of you, one to your breast and the other snaking down to your wet cunt. He pumps you a couple times then breaks the kiss to spread your wetness onto his hard cock. He looks down sees some white liquid mixed with the clear, "You have a condom?" He asks and you shake your head no. His smile widens., "Neither do I." He licks his lips and pumps you again bringing up his fingers to lick them off clean as he watches you watching him do it. "Ovulation isn't it?"He gives a dark chuckle.
He lines up and your eyes are still stuck on each other. In one swift motion without warning he thrusts into you. You let out a gasp as you feel him stretch your walls and as he goes in and out no matter how wet you got his thick rod is still felt against your soaking wet walls. Your gasps turn into loud moans you swear you heard him growl in his throat. You look up at him and he doesn't seem to look away from you. His eyes are fixed on you as if wanting to keep this moment forever. His thrusts become harder gosh he was strong your body just taking it even if you try to meet him he still pounds you with so much force. His hands move all over your sweat building body, He licks and leaves open mouth kisses all over your upper body. Moving down to your bouncing tits he grabs them within his palms and massages them gently, a contrast to what he was doing to your pussy. As he plays with your breasts he moves his hand to stroke your clit, then you helplessly squirt your first release.
He feels the wet liquid on his body looking down and then at you with a smile. You lay there scared not knowing what will happen next. He smiles down at you and shakes his head, "I'm never gonna get enough of you." He crawls down your body and puts his face inbetween your legs. His beard brushing your inner thighs. He licks around your soaking cunt and collecting the taste of you. As he cleans you with his tongue he meets your center. He licks his lips staring at your opening he takes his thumbs and spreads your sex more.
He greets your core with a lick and then sharpens it spiking his tongue within you trying to get as deep as possible. You arch at his attempt and he is so deep his nose brushes your clit. As he moves his head up and down causing his nose to skilfully stroke your clit he moves his tongue out and comes up to suck on your swollen bud. Moving so good and making you curl your toes he penetrates you with two fingers. Again you squirt out weting his beard you look down and his eyes meet yours, you can feel a smirk and he works quicker making you gush all over him. You wanted to move away but he has you in a vice grip he wouldn't stop and you could feel your screams starting to scratch your throat. He was working you till there was nothing left for you to give, you felt it coming, "OH GOD, IM COMING, IM COMING !!!" he looks at you watching you come undone before his very eyes. He moans in satisfaction, "so beautiful love, absolutely exquisite."
Working you and feeling your clit becoming like a raisin somehow he pumps you and strokes your bud and got it to swell again. He slides in his cock and the look in his eyes tells you he wants more, you obediently squirt and ejaculate while he thrusts. He keeps praising you, telling you how amazing you are to him. You feel that you have soaked the mattress under you, and see the fitted sheet is so wet you can see through it. He doesn't seem to notice and finds the sweet spot on your clit, "Yes right there, right there." You moan out and he fucks you hard as his own release is near. He grunts like an animal and your pitches are getting higher and then disappearing into your throat. "Oh fuck I'm coming, so close."
He starts to piston into your cunt and your legs start to go up and bend bringing it close to your chest. You moan out his name over and over again as he says your name and then he wails it out as he cums like you've never experienced before. You cum with him and scream out causing your throat to flex. Your head falls back and your body arches as he collapses onto his elbows, his forehead resting on your neck as you both tiredly pant. Moving your head to look up at him he moves to look down at you. He gets off of you wanting to keep his cock in you he moves your leg by bending it and moving it making you lay on your side. As he plops down still panting but more calmly he grabs onto your body and you both spoon. "Sleep now love, see you the next round."
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mistress-of-ward · 3 years
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Assisting Mr. Cavill
Chapter 3:
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Pairings: female character x Henry Cavill
Warning: smut
mention of polycystic ovarian syndrome, I do have this personally and it really does a lot to my mental and physical health. So love to ladies who have it and to let you know that you are not alone. Also please understand not everyone goes through PCOS the same way.
"Mm… my .... uh ... how you like your coffee and that I need to get you cream. Also it's a delivery service, I don't have to do it myself." I looked over my shoulder watching his hands.
"Not bad," he whispered, his lips pressing on my neck and shoulder then his tongue slowly running over the shell of my ear. "Procedures for a letter?" He bent me over the desk and I felt my skirt rising.
I instinctively arched, sucking in a breath that ended in a moan. He bit my ear gently, making me gasp softly. "Go on." He gently pulled my hips into his and I squirmed like I was in heat.
"I grow...impatient." he growled, and another whimper escaped me as I felt the hardness against me. "I would rather release than discipline you..."
His hand traveled up and into my underwear. I cried out softly as I felt his finger push inside me, feeling embarrassed because I knew I was wet for him. "Now, or so help me no one goes anywhere."
“Depends on the letter, sir,” I moaned softly. I gasped as I felt him stroke my gspot, "oh, sir." I leaned on the desk for support as his other hand explored the rest of my body.
“The ones,” he growled softly.  “What you learned today.”
“All need to be saved in both our folders, and the printed copy must be signed!” I cried out, gripping the desk.
“Good girl,” he slapped my backside, and I moaned. He did a sharp intake of breath and bent over to murmur in my ear. “I chose well, didn’t I? How do I reward you, pet?” He pushed two of his middle fingers inside me, and my juices flowed over it. “Good?”
“Mmm, yes!” I cried out softly, tears in my eyes. And then he pulled out and spanked me again, his fingers stabbing my core. He did it over and over and I moaned and cried out.
He gently went to his executive bathroom and brought back a cloth to clean me. “You will do fine working for me, pet.” He said, gently stroking me through the towel. “Let’s see what tomorrow holds.” He finished, kissing my sweaty eyebrow and moving away. It turned to see him putting on his clothes. “Good night, sweet dreams.” He left me in the office, wanting him, and not forgetting the outline of his erection in his slacks cleverly covered by his suit jacket.
Yesterday was a lesson I won’t forget, I told myself as I hurried to work. My body kept reacting to the memory of being up against him, the feeling of his touch as I was bent over his desk. As I went to grab his cream and sugar for coffee at the grocery store, I wondered what today would hold. I made it to the office and headed to the kitchen to make his coffee. I did it quickly and walked in with a knock.
"May i come in sir? I brought you your coffee sir."
“You’re a little late.” He slightly raised his eyebrow. “My coffee?” He puts out his hand.
I became wary and excited at the same time, slowly walking over to bring him his coffee. He took the coffee from me and set it on his desk. I turned to go and in one second he had risen and pulled me against him.
“My coffee should be on that coaster, hot and ready for me when I come in.” I trembled and he smirks. “Wet is a given, wouldn’t you say?”
I could only nod.
He set me on his desk easily and I felt my stomach flip-flop feeling  his biceps shift as he did it.
“No slacks, Ms. Chand.” He licks your neck. “That will earn you a red bottom and a new skirt. Understood?”
I moaned involuntarily, hoping I didn’t bring him my caramel macchiato. As he held me on the desk I tried to look at his cup. He picked his up and took a sip, and I watched for his reaction.
"Caramel macchiato?" His eyes narrowed.
"I-I’m sorry, I brought the wrong cup of coffee--" I couldn’t seem to escape his embrace as I struggled to go and get the cup on my desk. "I-I can go get it, it's on my desk, honest mistake." I stopped resisting and looked into his eyes. “I can go grab your cup of coffee sir, just let me go and--"
"No," He shook his head, staring me down. He reached over and opened his desk drawer. "Here is what you will serve my coffee in. You will hand wash it every day. Clear?"
The cup was a blend of ornate silver and glass, not looking like it should be in an office with its Celtic design. I watched him pour MY coffee into his cup and frown. What...?
"This is yours," he pulled out another cup made of the same elements but my silver design was more floral. "If I see another cup on your desk, I will not...be...pleased." I watched him sip it.
"Caramel...I like it." He licked his lips slowly. "So, I guess cream will no longer suffice. I want this every morning now."
He stared down at me as he moved aside. I got off the desk.  “But that’s my—okay, sir.”
He poured the last of my coffee into the cup and smiled. I smiled back and took my new cup to my desk.
Suddenly I get a call on my desk phone. I saw it was him, and I picked up.
"What was one of our first lessons, pet?" He asked. I could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Everything here is yours." I said simply, licking my lips.
"Good girl." I could hear him on the phone and from his office though his voice was low I realized he was watching me.
“Come here.” When I got up and went to him yet again, he smiled. "You want some of MY coffee? I'll share more today, if you like."
I smiled back, "No, I'm ok thanks." I moved back, "with your permission I'd like to start my day sir." My stomach growled and he frowned.
“You haven't eaten?" he asked incredulously. He held my hands in his and said with concern I couldn’t miss, "Just like getting dressed for work, a morning meal and coffee are also mandatory."
“Mine is at my desk, now if you’d be so kind as to let me go eat," Hearing that I said the last word too hard, I added, “I will be forever grateful l." I said in my airy low voice.
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mistress-of-ward · 4 years
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Electric
Rating: mature
Summery: what sitting on daddys lap gets you ...... basically smut
Daddy: Henry cavill of course but it can be anybody I'll leave that to your imagination. 😉
He sits me down on his lap and I feel his erection. Sitting down in nothing but my bra and panties I feel his fingers find my bra straps and pull them down. As he pulls them down he unhooks the strap, puts his right hand on the back of my head pushing it down slightly to lick his way up my neck.
I arch My back into his erection, "oh that's it," he growls. My head falls back as my lips part with a moan. His other hand slowly runs down my back touching the sensitive parts, those spots that make sensual electricity travel within the body. He touches that one place on my lower back close to my hip which sends a current all the way up to my neck. He sees my reaction and his lips press on my neck to start sucking. I squirm trying to get away from the intensity but he holds me down my sex getting wetter and wetter by the minute as he plays where I am most vulnerable.
Just a little somthing I thought of, also
GOODMORNING !!!!
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mistress-of-ward · 3 years
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The Bad One: Chapter 2
Warning: implied smut
Summary: You are at the police station, but you aren't sure if Officer Walter Marshall or Daddy has you.
Your heart is in your throat as Walter parks behind the police station. He turns off the ignition, and you move to open the door. “Thanks, I’ll just—"
“Don’t fucking move.”
You freeze. You think about it. You’re small compared to him so you have to be faster, right?
“Don’t—"
You push the door open and try to run. You feel the night air nip at your bare legs, and you realize that you should have changed into gym shoes instead of these slip ons that you had on when the house got shot up. Suddenly you realize how heavy your backpack is. You hear his steps, and they sound light. You try to get to the end of the parking lot but you suddenly feel your backpack being grabbed and when you try to slip out of it you are swung around, his hold on you at your arms. His hands slide down as you are caught in his blue gaze.
“Don’t do that again, little one—”
“I am not your—” you feel his hand close around your wrist, and you look at it, trying not be breathless trying not to remember how he caught your wrist once before, and he pushed you against the wall as he ground hard into you from behind.
“No?” he dares softly, tilting your chin up to meet your gaze with his other hand. “Please give me a reason to cuff you in my jail. Please.”
Unwanted moisture gathers between your legs as you stare into each other’s eyes. You want to say it. You want to call him what he is, but you won’t. You swallow hard. You’re trapped in so many ways and it isn’t fair.
He leads you into the station, and you look around as people stop what they’re doing. His presence is powerful, a wave that takes over the room. Officers look up awaiting orders from him, perps aver their eyes. You are put in a chair at his desk none too gently. You look at him and you see that his dark look commands that everyone go about their business and slowly the place goes back to normal. You’re not getting out of here unless he allows it. The phrase “my jail” suddenly takes on a different meaning.
“I know you’re in trouble,” he says, looking at you.
“Yeah, I am now, being taken away by a cop!”
“I saved you back there, so don’t give me that shit, okay?”
“You dragged me—”
“I got you out of there!” his raised voice got the attention of some people nearby and he didn’t care.
“Walter?”
My gaze swung around to the female voice. You read the name tag: Rachel Chase. Well, Rachel is more than professional, you realize. Her eyes told it. She wanted him.
“Do you need any help?” Rachel asks.
“No,” you both say and look at each other.
“Walter, may I talk to you for a minute—“
He ignores her outright, and grabs your hand. “Going to Room three.”
“Walter-!”
“Stay out of it.” He growled, almost dragging you away.
You look at her for help, but she, like everyone else, is under his command. You are heading down the hall…way down the hall, almost to the back of the building. Your stomach is churning and your heart is thudding in your ears as your slip-ons do nothing to stop him from pulling you away from everyone. The building is getting quieter, more far away. You look from his broad shoulders to the shrinking entrance to the main room. You struggle to pull away from his grip, but his hand becomes a vice.
You take a deep breath trying to think. You are in a police station, you tell yourself. You are safe from Derek right now. You are safe from the cops because they want no trouble. The problem is your mind, heart and maybe even your soul are not safe from your somewhat estranged lover. You hear quick steps and look back to see more men coming. You realize they will be on the other side of the glass, like in every cop show, right? You relax. You can handle this now…you hope. You can’t believe you’re in this mess. You were just going on a regular date with someone whom I thought was a regular guy. Gosh you were a stupid idiot. A clang on the desk you’re sitting at jolts you from your thoughts.
“Alright I got some questions for you.” Walter sits down across from you leaning back, his legs spread for good reason.
Your eyes fall quickly to his muscular thighs, even in jeans you can see the definition of his knees. Looking up you meet his cold stare and say, “ I don’t know what to tell you.”
He moves forward and folds his hands on the table. “How do you know Jensen?”
You sigh and look around the room, snapping, “I don’t gotta answer your questions, you cant keep me here.”
There is a silence and his eyes don’t leave yours. “I can keep you here for 48 hours, you don’t ‘gotta’ answer my questions but I will get it out of you, slut.” He says with a smile. Placing the badge down on the table, keeping that smirk, he whispers, “my slut.”
You gasp, “Oh God, no.” You watch him take the badge back in his other, hand placing it in his pocket turning to the mirror he sighs. Walter walks out the room and you hear murmurs, then a very distinct, “GET OUT!” You watch the officers walk out one by one but the girl Rachel stays and is arguing
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WALTER POV
“Get out, Rachel.”
“This isn’t right.”
“Rachel, I have no time for this.”
“This-this is more than just a case isn’t it?” she asks. “Isn’t it?”
I only stared.
She got up and finally left. I turned off the cameras, closed the door and took a breath.
Baby girl was testing my patience, but oh I loved it cause she’s getting what she wants. Watching her eyes roam my body, I felt the heat in them touching me with her stares. I had to get her alone, just us, then I get her to understand the only I know how to keep her safe. She won’t listen to me until I make her. Did she just say she doesn’t know what to tell me? She must be joking. My eyes won’t leave her they can’t, they don’t want to. Whatever information she has on Jensen, I can use it to take care of her, she already has a clean slate done no wrong. All I want to do is get rid of Jensen for good and away from my baby girl. FUCK!!! Why doesn’t she understand!! SHIT!!
I walked to the interrogation room and stood in the doorway. She looked so alone and scared, but she still had her wits about her. Those had to go, they weren’t going to help her now. She looked up, her eyes locking with mine, and I watched her chest start to rise and fall quickly. I stepped in and closed the door behind me. She can be kept here for 48 hours and she will answer my questions, if not as Detective Marshall, then definitely as Daddy. I watched her mouth slightly part and I could tell she knew the game had changed.
My eyes not leaving hers, I took off my gun and dropped it on the floor, kicking it into a corner. I removed my badge and threw it there as well. I could smell her fear and her heat, strengthening my resolve and lust. As far as I was concerned, this was a bedroom. My eyes dropped to her knees, which she closed, and I smirked.
Okay, you wanna play, little one? Daddy will play.
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THE BAD ONE
Warning: smut, dom henry sub reader, gangs and guns, drugs mentioned
A/N: hey everyone this is going to be a series. This is a follow up on the very popular and loved scene from all you guys with daddy Walter and a gun. I hope you enjoy this, I didnt do this alone my beautiful friend @nitannichionne will help co-write this whole series.
CHAPTER 1:
24 HOURS BEFORE...
WALTER POV
She was on her hands and knees as I pistoned my cock into her. Fuuuck, she felt so good that I just wanted that sweet pussy around my shaft always. Her inner lips held onto me, begging for me to stay deep in her wanting cunt. Her juices flowed in squirts over me-and god damn that was the hottest fucking thing I'd ever seen. I felt her all over me rinsing off her juices just to build it all up again… ugh… I fuckin’ need this every day, I think as I lose myself in her, my head falling back .... I need her, want her.
“Detective?”
I look up, frowning over Jack Livingston. He was clean, too clean, and now looking at the picture of him with Derek Jensen, who was a well known dealer whose source we couldn’t seem to find, it made sense. How to link them was getting to me. Every time I was close, it ended in my commanding officer getting some sort of complaint or a dead body. I didn’t spare the officer a glance, looking at the array of paperwork I had trying to link the two. “What?”
“Your girl.”
I see her face on the sheet. “She’s not my girl.” Anymore, I tell myself as my other hand forms into a fist. I was just thinking about her, fantasizing about her. Would I ever be free of her, or did I even want to? I didn’t call her again, after weeks of dating and one of the hottest nights of my life. I felt too much too fast and I didn’t like how out of control I felt, but yet…free.
“She may not be anybody’s girl if you don’t act fast,” the other cop says. “read it.”
I read the sheet, and see it’s from an accountable source. Printouts of her and Jensen? What the fuck? She went out with him?! My jealousy and anger melted into worry and dread. But if she’s connected, saw anything…I stop breathing as I realize there is a hit on her. Too late. I jump out of my seat and throw on my jacket, then check my gun and refill clip.
“What’s going on?” Rachel asks. I don’t answer and she looks at my desk. “Her? Who’s she?”
“Someone important,” I tell her. “a potential witness.”
“I thought I saw her here…with you.”
“Maybe.”
“Who is she?” Rachel looks upset, and not for professional reasons. “You never told me about her.”
“She’s not part of my job.” I move away from her.
“But she isn’t now?” Rachel sounds upset, but I have no time for it. “Walter?”
I walk away from her and don’t look back. “Carter!”
“Yo!” Carter answers.
“Sending you a number. Trace it. Yesterday, you got it?”
“Got it.”
“Walter—” Rachel calls, obviously following me. I turn around on her, and she gasps, stepping back.
“Stay. Out of this,” I warn her, and she knows I’m serious. “I mean it.” I go to my car and take off, my wheels pealing as I gun the motor and I glance Rachel on the street watching me drive away.
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You are sitting at The Sip, your favorite coffee shop. It’s huge having a fireplace, loads of books to read and a small stage for poetry slams and local talent. Tucked away in a corner, you hide behind a romance novel, but your mind turns to Walter. If you have a free moment, it always turns to Walter, and you didn’t want it to. You’d never had a Daddy like that. He made you feel so protected and wanted, lusted and cherished in one kiss. Even as he possessed you, holding your hands over your head, gripping your hips as he rutted you, leaving your bottom reddened and kissing it afterwards, you felt incredibly free. You were haunted by that night together, one you thought would be the first of many. And then he just…left…
“You okay?”
You look up at Violet, the coffee barista. “Yeah.”
“You just look out of it,” Violet says thoughtfully. “you look trapped.”
Trapped was definitely it. “Aren’t we all?” You joke.
“Yeah, I escape via Tumblr and Fortnite,” Viola shrugs. “Let me know if you need anything, okay?”
“Thanks.”
Ever since you saw that business guy Livingston meet your now ex-boyfriend Derek Jensen at his club, and saw the money and drugs, you knew you were suddenly where you didn’t want to be. Heartbroken over Walter, you rebounded with an old bad boy high school sweetheart you hadn’t seen in years. What a mistake. You thought you were safe until they shot up your apartment the other night in a drive by. If you hadn’t been taking out the garbage at that exact same time, they would have gotten you. You ran back into your apartment, packed a backpack with anything you thought you’d need and didn’t return-not to your place and not to work. You took an Uber by the train station and bus station and some of Derek’s thugs were there. You didn’t want to visit any relatives or friends. You were on your own and trapped in your own city.
You look up at the large front window and freeze. You see Derek’s thugs in front and you scoot down in your booth, using the book for cover. You leave cash on the table and slide out slowly, then head for the bathroom. You pass it, heading for the back exit. You hear your name called and flinch, turning. “Hey, Violet.”
“Hey,” she nods.
You frown. Why is she all over you tonight? “What’s—”
“Hey, I just got a hundo to come look for you or call if I see you,” Violet frowns. “The hell is going on?”
“Did you say you saw me?”
“No,” she shakes her head. “but you better go.” She turns to leave. “Don’t come back here, at least till the heat is off, alright?”
You nod and head out the back door into the alley. You hear your name yelled at the end of it and see Derek’s thugs there, both with their hands in their jackets like they have guns. You back away and turn to run—right into a very broad chest.
“Come on,” Walter growls.
“Leave me alone!” you yell, hoping they hear you. You have no intention of going with them but the idea that they would think you’re an informant would make matters worse.
Walter throws you behind him and the thugs draw their weapons and start shooting. He actually drops one on his first shot and narrowly misses the other, buying time to back you to his car. “Get in.”
You hesitate. “What are you doing here?”
“Saving your ass!” he growls, pulling you by your arm.
You struggle against him. “Stop—”
“I said—” Being so much bigger than you, he picks you up around your waist, opens the door and throws you in the back seat. “Get the fuck in. Now!”
You turn to the other door and grab the handle.
“I wish you would, little one.”
A wave of heat washes over your body at that comment. It took you back to that night, and you became his like it was yesterday. Tears well in your eyes, wanting to obey him for reasons you didn’t want to think about.
“Lie down.”
He slides into the front seat, and backs out of the alley at highway speed, does a three point turn when he hits the street, and speeds off into the night.
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