Chapter 1
Allen
It was time to shake things up from my usual routine.
I raised my hand to the bartender who nodded with an easy smile. He brought me another beer, and I glanced at the baseball game on TV as I thanked him.
On Thursday nights I’d normally play poker with some of the cops I worked with, but tonight I’d made other plans. I was around those guys enough. I needed company of a different kind this evening. After working a lot of hours, I needed the release. I was a workaholic, so I didn’t do it often. Besides, I took my job seriously which means I didn’t fuck around like some of my buddies did. I saw too many cases fall through the cracks due to quickie flings and bad choices. Being undercover all the time meant I was even more careful to see every case through to the end.
It also meant I worked too goddamn hard and needed a break from time-to-time. My current case just ended, so I had a small break until my next assignment. My captain would see to it that the break wasn’t for long since he appreciated my work ethic. I was one of the few officers he didn’t nag on a regular basis. Not that I could blame him. There was some crooked stuff going on in this city.
I heard someone sit next to me and turned my head to see a pretty blonde seated on the barstool. She looked a few years younger than me but legal, and I grinned. I watched her as she looked around the bar. Her eyes landed on me, appraising me eagerly as she blushed.
“Evening. What are you drinking tonight?” I asked her confidently as she smiled.
“I’d love a lemon drop. Thank you,” she told me.
I ordered the lemon drop and another beer from the bartender. He verified the age on her driver’s license before setting the drinks in front of us. Game on! I turned to her.
“I’m Allen,” I offered as I extended my hand towards her with my most charming smile, knowing that this was in the bag as she looked at me with wide blue eyes through long lashes and sipped her drink. She was new to Vegas, no doubt, hoping that she could make it big here.
“I’m Lily,” she told me as she shook my hand and smiled back.
“What do you do?” I asked her, wanting to get right down to the fact that she was new to town.
“I just arrived from Wisconsin. I have a girlfriend that offered her couch to me until I make it as a dancer here. I figure if I make it anywhere, it’ll be a place like this.” She had stars in her eyes as she spoke.
While I appreciated her motivation, I also knew that dancers were a dime a dozen here. Most of them ended up stripping or doing obscure parts in the big casino shows, but I wouldn’t burst her bubble.
“What do you do?” she said.
“Law enforcement,” I offered vaguely.
Her eyes widened and eyebrows raised slightly as she sipped her drink and leaned closer to me.
“I think you’re gorgeous, Lily. A girl like you will definitely make it here in Sin City,” I continued.
She giggled at the reference, and I stared at her full, pink lips as my cock hardened. It had been too fucking long for me. I knew she was twenty-one since the bartender had checked her license so I felt fine continuing with this. It wouldn’t do for a guy like me to get popped fucking an underage girl, and Lily was a sure thing.
“Thank you. That’s so sweet.” Her cheeks turned rosy as she tilted her head down slightly, looking up at me through those long lashes. “I’ll bet this is an exciting place to be a cop.”
“That it is. There’s always something happening, from drunk drivers to the occasional attempted robbery, sometimes more.” She leaned even closer, revealing a tempting view of pale cleavage as she asked for more.
I knew a little about a lot of cases, and that’s what I kept this conversation to. I wasn’t going to blow my undercover gig. So I acted like I was just a street cop as I described a funny robbery in which the person couldn’t start their car after getting the winnings from some clueless tourist. Then I told her a story about some college kids attempting to count cards who got caught within an hour of their scam. There was plenty more to tell her, but I kept the cases clean, hinting at a little more without giving names and details.
Vegas had a dark side to it. She’d need to be careful. I hoped she knew that as well while we kept drinking and talking, finding out more about Lily as the night went on. She was fresh out of college and looking for some excitement in her life. I chuckled as I assured her she’d come to the right place. Talking to me seemed to get her amped up as she kept drinking and listening to me, licking her lips, and staring into my eyes I’ve been told my total package of bright blue eyes, blonde hair, muscles and confidence have a certain effect on women.
Since I lived just down the street, I had a few more beers than usual and felt a good buzz when I glanced at the TV to see one of the late-night shows beginning. By this time, she had moved closer so her hand could touch my arm and wander down to my thigh.
“How would you like to join me for something to eat?” I asked, feeling around the situation.
“That sounds great. I haven’t eaten since I landed earlier today.” Her eyes told me she knew what I was asking as I took care of the tab. I stood and offered her my arm, noting that she only had a purse with her.
“Are you staying close by?” I asked as she smiled and placed her arm around my bicep, her eyes dazed with lust as she felt my solid muscles.
“Just down the block. My roommate is at work, so I thought I’d get out of the apartment for a while. I’m glad I did,” she gazed at me as I pushed the door open and turned right to head to my house.
It was in a nice neighborhood just a block away from the upscale sports bar. We chatted as we walked together, my eyes scanning the area rapidly as we walked. There was no way that she was walking home later tonight when we were done, but I’d worry about that later. Lily snuggled into me, babbling about her home state as I listened. She clearly felt safe with me. I turned down the main street that would take us to my house.
I unlocked the door and held it open as I let her walk in first.
“This is nice,” Lily told me as she walked in and looked around the spacious, sunken living room with a smile.
I had a nice house, furnished well in neutral grays and black with white trim and pops of color. The realtor had hooked me up with a decorator who took care of the details. I wasn’t a fancy guy but I liked a clean, comfortable house. It was small with just the two bedrooms, but it was just me for the time being. No need for anything more, and I preferred the backyard to being inside anyway.
I locked the door before dropping my keys on the table just inside the door.
“It’s home to me,” I said with a wicked smile as I pulled her hand to turn her towards me. “Can I kiss you, Lily?”
“I’ve been waiting for that all night,” she said.
She stepped towards me, wrapping her arms around my neck to meet my height. Our lips met as I pulled her curvy, young body to mine and tilted my head down to deepen the kiss. That last beer had made me a little dizzy, but I blamed exhaustion more than anything else as I stroked my tongue over her sweet mouth. I knew how to make a woman wet for me, and I kissed her slowly and hungrily as Lily moaned into my mouth and clung tightly to me.
I picked her up, feeling her wrap her legs around me as I made my way to the bedroom. Pushing the door open with my foot, I walked across the large room to the wall as I kissed her harder. I sandwiched her between my hard muscles and the wall, feeling her nipples harden against my chest as my tongue tasted lemon drop.
I slid my hands down to cup her ass, my fingers touching bare skin as I responded under my jeans. This beat the shit out of poker night. I massaged her skin as I stroked her mouth to the same rhythm. Lily thrust against me, her core wet and hot against the edge of my jeans as I met her movements thrust-for-thrust.
“I want you,” Lily breathed against my mouth before she kissed me again, and I carried her over to my king-sized bed. Lily wiggled out of my arms and attacked my jeans to tug them off, freeing my large cock as she dropped to her knees. I moaned as she gripped me in her hand before taking me deep down her throat.
She looked good as she sucked me off, and I gripped her curly hair as I dropped my head back. Fuck, yes. I was going to fill her sweet little mouth and then bend her over my bed and fuck the ever-loving hell out of her. I cried out as I jerked forward, filling her, and holding her head tight against me as I closed my eyes.
Once she recovered, I took off her dress to find her wearing only a black thong underneath. Her skin was pale and her nipples a dark red as I pushed her back onto the mattress to taste her for a while before I went inside. I bit and sucked her nipple, adjusting the pressure to her responses and finding that she liked things a bit on the gentle side. I trailed kisses down her body and tugged the thong off and pressed my mouth to her core.
She liked everything I was doing, but I kept it gentle as I teased her clit with only my tongue. The real win would be when I was inside of her since she’d be all kinds of worked up by then. Lily came for me all too easily. I told her to get on her knees as I reached for a condom in the drawer by the bed.
I fucked her good and hard as she cried my name. It was rough and careless but damn it if I didn’t come so deep inside of her that I felt her tight pussy all the way down my length. She came right after I did. Then I pulled out to go to the bathroom and rid myself of the condom.
Lily was passed out when I returned, and I looked her over, curled up on the bed. I didn’t have to worry about her walking home now. I headed to the kitchen to make a sandwich, assuming I’d fed her hunger. While eating I caught up on some stuff on my phone, before setting the alarm and getting into bed for a few hours of sleep.
Lily made quick work of taking a cab home the following morning, sober and a little ashamed of herself. I made coffee and headed into the station, going right to the captain’s office since he had sent me a text telling me he needed to see me right away. I tapped on his slightly ajar door as he barked at someone, and I smirked as a young cop stumbled out at the orders to leave.
“Get in here, Rogers.”
“What do you have for me?” I asked, sitting down as he slid a thick folder across the worn, oak desk.
“Are you hung over?” Captain Patterson asked me as he glared at me with his intense brown eyes.
“I had some drinks last night to relax but I’m fine.” I reached for the folder as he told me about a possible prostitution ring working out of a local club that needed to be shut down. It looked bad. I nodded as I glanced through the folder. “I’ll get with Brandon on this, and we’ll scout it out.”
I took everything to our office and discussed the case with Brandon. We made plans to go to the club the following night. He had a way of getting sidetracked at times, but he was a hell of a partner. He’d become one of my best friends since we’d started working together five years ago.