Age Difference - Chicago PD - Hank Voight x OFC
Hank was just looking to have a drink and unwind after another busy day with Intelligence, but what he found was something else. Sitting at the bar, his eyes were glued to the game that was playing on the tv, not caring about the other patrons or their conversations.
That was until he caught movement through the corner of his eye and looked over. Sitting next to him was a young woman, wearing a summer dress and leather jacket, not really fitting in in the space around her but not really standing out either. She looked up and watched the game, while sipping her beer, not noticing or caring at the looks of the men around her, Hank included.
Hank decided to watch the game again but found it hard to focus. The image of the girl sitting next to him was flooding his mind. A tap on his shoulder made him switch his attention to the source of the tap. The young woman was looking straight at him and asking him something. When he refocused, he understood her question. She was asking about the score and when he didn't answer, she patiently waited. After a few seconds he finally answered, not sure why it took him as long as it did to do so.
She thanked him and looked back up to the game, not saying anything else. A few minutes passed, and by the time half-time came around, they were already in deep conversation. It started with how the game was going but soon turned to more personal things, such as their names and what they worked at. What stood out the most to him, however, was her age. She told him she was 32, ten years younger than him, and even though he should've just left it at that and move on, he did the exact opposite, getting more caught up in conversation with her than he should.
Now, Hank would be the first to say that he wasn't the kind of man to pick up a woman at a bar just for a night and leave her the next morning. Especially not one ten years younger than him, and not after Camille. But if he was being honest with himself, he missed having a woman in his arms.
He didn't know if it was because of how much he already had to drink or if it was because she was as upfront as she was, but when she asked him if he would like to go back to her place and stay the night, he didn't think and said yes.
As soon as the door of her apartment closed behind them, Hank had Rowena pinned against the door, kissing her lips roughly as his hands searched her body and helping her lose her leather jacket. He could feel her hands pulling him closer to her, moaning against his lips every time he would grope her breasts or ass.
Grabbing her legs, Hank pulled Rowena up and in between kisses, asked where her bedroom was. After hearing her answer, he made his way there, pushing her against a wall every now and then, feeling her rubbing herself on him and moaning at the feeling of having his hard cock rub her sensitive pussy.
Once in the room, he placed Rowena down, his hands moving from her thighs to her back, searching for the zipper on her dress. He quickly found the little metal piece and slid it down her back, exposing her body in the process. Hank took a good look at the woman in front of him, licking his lips at the sight of a completely naked Rowena.
Bending his head down, he took one of her breasts in his mouth and started to suck, placing her nipple between his teeth and biting it with just enough force to make her moan in pleasure. He grabbed her other breast with his hand and started to pinch the nipple at the same time that he would bite the other. Looking up, he saw the look of pleasure Rowena had on her face and he knew this was going to be a good night.
Rowena's hands were making quick work on his clothes, stripping him of his jacket and shirt, while he massaged and sucked her breasts. Soon, she had one hand on the back of his neck, pulling him closer, while the other was tangled in his pepper hair, grabbing it tight as if her life depended on it.
Hank stood up, and pushed Rowena on the bed, telling her to get on her knees. While he took the rest of his clothes off and searched his wallet for a condom, Rowena got on her knees, and he could tell she was on edge. She wanted him, and he definitely wanted her.
Aligning himself with her entrance, after putting the condom on, he started rubbing the tip on her entrance, wanting to tease her as much as possible before he lost the little control he had. Under him, Rowena was a moaning mess, moaning and begging him to just fuck her.
Hank couldn't hold on much longer. Pushing the tip of his cock inside her, he heard a long moan escape her lips and one escaping his. It had been a while since he was inside of a woman like that, and he had to admit he missed it.
Pushing his cock a bit further, feeling her insides wrapping themselves around him, was almost enough to make him come. He kept pushing until he was bottomed out, feeling her adjusting to him, giving her time to breath and get ready. Once she had adjusted, he started moving.
It was slow at first, in-and-out, just enough for them to feel each other. But Rowena wanted more, and so did Hank. He picked up some speed when he heard her begging him to fuck her fast and hard. Picking up some speed, Hank could hear Rowena's moans getting louder with each thrust, making him moan as well.
It wasn't long before they were both on the edge. Once those words slipped Rowena's mouth, it was over. Hank thrusted as hard and as fast as he could, making the headboard hit the wall in a rhythmic thump setting the pace for them. And just like that, Hank was over the edge, moaning her name at the same time as she screamed his, her own high hitting her like a wave of pure pleasure.
Resting his head on her back, Hank took a few deep breathes before straightening up and asking Rowena if she was okay. When her answer was a breathless 'yes', he slipped out from her and walked to the bathroom to remove the condom.
Coming back to the bed, he found Rowena laying down and motioning him to lay next to her. Doing as he was asked, Hank pulled her close and kissed her, making sure she was okay and caressing her face. After hearing her reassuring him that she was fine, he laid back down with her laying her head on his shoulder.
However, they both knew the night was far from over, this was just the half-time.