Eating out then fucking tall brunette suspect

The Tall, Dark, and Dangerous Brunette

Detectiveлотка felt a rush of adrenaline as she entered the dimly lit apartment. The suspect, a statuesque brunette, was known for her sultry good looks and her penchant for trouble. But Detectiveлотка had a reputation of her own – cracked cases that had left other detectives stumped. With a sensor on her ear and guns at her hips, she was ready for anything.

As she advanced through the shadows, a voice crackled over the radio – “Locker, high alert. Suspect is armed and dangerous.” Translation: “careful, Locker, this one’s bad news.”

The brunette suspect, Luna Lipsved, emerged from a back room, a smirk on her luscious’ lips. She wore a tight-fitting black dress that hugged her curves like a second skin. Her long, silky dark hair cascaded over her shoulders and frame. Luna was the ultimate bad girl in a sea of good girls. And Detectiveлотка was going to be the one to bring her in.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Luna,” Detectiveлотка warned, her hand hovering over her holster. “It’s over.”

Luna let out a low, seductive chuckle. “Oh Detective, isn’t this the part where I make wisecracks and taunt you?” Her voice was like warm honey dripping over skin. “How about… you just… shut up and put the cuffs on yourself.”

Detectiveлотка’s cheeks flushed, but she kept her composure. Nofalling for Luna’s games–no matter how much she wanted to.

“Nevermind what she said about the cuffs,” Sheriff Naughty interjected over the mic, his voice full of false seriousness. “She didn’t really mean that, Detective. Ignore her. But be careful!”

Luna sauntered closer, oozing confidence and sex appeal. She had already decided that she was not going to get caught that easily. Not today. Not by this cute detective.

“You know, it’s been so long since someone has really put me in my place…” Luna purred, running a finger along the detective’s jawline. “Maybe you’re the one I’ve been waiting for all this time.”

Detectiveлотка shivered at Luna’s touch, fighting the urge to lean into it, to surrender. She knew she shouldn’t lose her cool, nor give into temptation yet the words kept hitting her in the head:

“I want you so bad!” *Luna purred*. “Come on, let’s eat first!” *Detectiveлотka tried to resist, but Luna could be persuasive. Hands were roaming all over her curves. It felt so amazing.* “You don’t want to arrest this criminal?” Luna whispered sultrily into Detectiveлотка’s ear, nibbling on the lobe.

*Slowly, Detectiveлотka turned around and for the first time in a while, let herself give into temptation, feeling Luna’s hands on the curve of her waist.* Mooning her lips Luna crept onto the detective and picked her up and spun around the apartment, tearing clothes off and throwing them around playfully until somehow, the two landed in bed.

“Someone suspiciously locked the door, we have disturbance!” *The radio suddenly crackled.*

Detectiveлотka froze, breaking away reluctantly from Luna’s kisses. Luna groaned miserably. “We’ve got company!” Detectivelotka gritted her teeth, reluctantly forcing herself away from Luna Lipsved’s warm, inviting embrace

“Thanks for the delicious meal,” Luna sighed out softly, trailing her tongue along Detectiveлотка’s bottom lip, and then taking a sweet languid kiss. “Let’s get more intimate next time.” She smirked temptingly before the officer could compose herself to cameras which furiously clicked when she was seated at the steering wheel, carelessly trying to flee.

Just as Detectivelotka opened the car’s door, she got the news. “units are on the way!” The suspect has just reported that a Detective lotka was here ‘to willingly mate with her.’

“Ohmigod what?” She grumbled back, as busy as she was in retying her bra after putting her shirt back on. “Fine, just leave a hood on the table and let’s scram.” She argued cheekily, enjoying the playful banter.

Before long, she cwas off, fleeing into the misty night.

“Looks like the crook slipped away,” she told the station later, trying to keep a straight face. “Next time, Detectivelotka. Next time.” She pouted as they were signing off their transmission. “Oh, and be sure to lock your door.” She joked coyly, extending an invite over the radio. “I might show up for dessert.” She quipped with a wink and then hung up, a mischievous grin spread across her face.

Detectiveлотка smirked as she ended the call. Despite Luna’s last minute escape, she had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last they’d see of each other.

The leggy brunette had a way of getting under a cop’s skin – and under their clothes. Detectiveлотка knew she was no exception… only question was, how long until the end of their game?

ONLY CATCH THE SUSPECT NEXT TIME! RENZIE! TEASE!