Warnings: references to past sexual harassment (discussed, not depicted)
If ANYBODY asked her to be a good girl and do one more thing...She would scream and kick that somebody where it hurt. She had been a good girl all her fucking LIFE! And look what it gotten her: A Lieutenant who molested her, a Chief that didn’t believe her, a father who told her: “You can’t always expect a man t to behave himself.” Add eight months without sex to that and it was no wonder she was frustrated. There was nothing she could do about the dicks in her life. But she sure would be doing something about sleeping alone later tonight. That was if she managed to find a guy, who know how to behave himself.
Leslie Shay shuts the car door and you head inside the warm bar. Given the temperature you opted for ankle boots, a tight Jeans and a leather jacket over her burgundy top. The invite to be wing women for the night had been a surprise. But Shay’s best friend was not available, and given that Shay was into women, you wouldn’t get in each others way. After choosing a booth along the wall, the other EMT went to get drinks. She came back with them and company, Lieutenant Casey. Oh, what game was Shay playing here?
“Hey, look who I found at the bar. You know Matt, right?”
“Ähm, yes sure, Leslie...”
“Great than I can leave you with him and go flirt with the sexy brunette over there.”
And just like that Shay was gone and you found yourself across from Matt Casey. How was definitely a very handsome man, wearing a button-down the same colour as your top. But he was also a Lieutenant. Recently those hadn’t worked out too good for you. Did Leslie know what she was doing?
With a soft laugh and a headshake Casey says, “She told me she just wanted me to come over and say: Hi to you.”
You have to return his smile. Actually, that smile should come with a warning label and require a permit. “Hi, Casey,” you wave at him.
“Uh, since I’m already here, may keep you company?”
“Sure, please take a seat,” you nod.
Matt stuck to bier, while you switched to coke after finishing the first bier. When it came to alcohol and driving, you’d be rather safe then sorry. To your slight bewilderment you enjoy talking to Matt. He was genuinely listening and asking intelligent questions. Between that and his sense of humour you found yourself relaxing. You both stretch your legs out under the table. When you gently press the outside of your ankle against the inside of Matt’s, he doesn’t pull away. Instead, he places his hand in the middle of the table palm up. Grinning at him you put your hand in his.
When you grin at Matt, you see Larson coming your way. You go stiff and still.
“So, you’re into Lieutenants after all, hm?”, Lieutenant Larson sneered at you.
“I’m into men who know how to behave themselves and respect women. So, YOU don’t qualify.”
“Just because I got I little pushy. Come on, give me a break!”
“A little pushy? You molested me! You can count yourself lucky, if I don’t report you.”
“The Chief is not gonna believe you.”
“The Chief isn’t the only one who decides that. Besides, you wanna bet your career on people believing you over me?”
“I’m friends with your father!”, he yells.
“So, now you wanna hide behind my daddy?”, you burst out laughing.
“I think you had too much to drink tonight, Larson. Might wanna leave her alone now. Discuss your behaviour next shift with clear heads,” Matt cuts in.
Larson freezes, blinks, opens his mouth to say something more and thinks the better of it. He shakes his head and goes to the bar.
Turning to you Matt asks, “Wanna get out of here?”
You hadn’t realized Larson was here. Now that you knew, you rather not stay in his orbit. And you definitely didn’t want your night with Matt to end. He held the promise to be—what you had come looking for—a man who made you wanna be a good girl for him. So, you say, “Yeah, lets continue this at my place. My car is in the lot.”
“Oh, that’s why you stuck to coke after the first bier. Sure, lead the way.”
When you stop to unlock your car, Matt places a hand on your lower back. As you swung around to him, he gathers you close, lays a hand under your jaw and looks into your eyes. With your hand on his chest, you smile up and he kisses you—soft but charged. Then you got into the car. On the drive to your place, he takes your cold hand into his warm ones, when he notices you tucking it between your thighs.
At your building you led the way, while he follows close behind, with a hand on your back. You both shed your jackets and shoes in the entryway. Which made your small one-bedroom apartment sound larger than it is. You basically stood in the combined kitchenette/living room. Only a few feet from the closed bedroom door.
“You wanna talk about what went down with Larson?”, Matt asks.
“No, thanks. I’ll rather enjoy tonight with you,” you reply and snuggle into him.
“Sounds like a plan,” he says and closes his arms around you. The hand in your neck encourages you to tilt your head up. As you do, he leans down and kisses you. This time he maps your lips with his own. His tongue traces your upper lip and you open your mouth to suck it in. Matt moans as your hands on his hips untuck his button-down and slip under it.
He traces kisses over your cheek to your ear and down your neck. When he reaches the point that makes you shudder, he stays—kissing, licking and sucking until your weak in the knees.
“Ah, Matt... please,” is all you can get out.
He stops and looks at you, “Yes?”
“You make my legs give up. Let’s move this to the bedroom?”
“Come on then,” he smirks and picks you up.
Unused to a guy lifting you up so easy, it takes you a second to warp your legs around him. But then you laugh and lean in for another kiss. Yes, this was definitely gonna be a fun night!
