Chapter 17 - Running Hot
Pausing at the door of the recreation room Vicki glanced in, watching the guys unwinding with a game of ping pong. Detective Halley and detective Smith were pretty evenly matched and both refused to give an inch in what appeared to be a hard fought game. Vicki's eyes were draw almost against her will to the sweat running down the side of detective Halley's neck, sliding down to that notch on the collar bone before disappearing into the thick blond chest hair.
As if waking up from a dream Vicki shook her head trying to clear away the thoughts of just how far down did that bead of sweat travel, how much hair did that detective have on his chest, below the navel. Vicki blushed, she never blushed. Quickly turning away from the rec. room Vicki made her way back to her desk eyes down to the floor.
Sitting down on her chair skin still flushed from the images in her head she looked at the photo which she kept on her desk in a real solid gold antique frame, Victorian, a gift from Henry on their honeymoon. Vicki traced a finger across his beautiful face imagining his eyes darkening, fangs extended drawing away from her neck roaring his abandonment in the moment of orgasm...
Slamming down the frame onto the desk Vicki experience her second major blush for the day. She felt panicked at the force of her desires which had been slowly building this last week but seemed to have erupted in the last hour, god it was hot in here she thought fanning herself with a report.
"You ok Vic"? asked Mike sitting down on the edge of her desk.
Vicki looked up at Mike, her mouth slightly opened and her tongue wetting her lips looking at his lips remembering Mike moving his tall, strong body over hers, looking deep into her eyes saying 'watch me as I take you' stretching her as he slowly entered, making her feel each and every inch of his...
"I'm fine" she managed to say in a slightly strangled voice turning her head away from him, hoping he wouldn't read anything else in her eyes.
"Well, if you need me for anything, just come to my office okay" he said placing a hand on her shoulder before walking off.
She felt branded by his touch, the tingling spread from the place where his hand had been all the way down to between her thighs which was becoming wet with anticipation. Giving a strangled cry, Vicki grabbed her toiletries bag and headed to the locker room for a nice cold shower.
"Vicki" yelled Bruce running down the hall and grabbing her arm turning her to him and accidently over balancing and leaning against her for a second. Bruce stopped in mid sentence as Victoria Fitzroy grabbed his lapels pulling him to her and bring her mouth down on his in a searing kiss. Bruce desperately scrambled to get control of the situation murmuring.
"I'm really flattered but women just don't do it for me" he said as Vicki pulled back with a shocked expression before fleeing into the womens change room.
...Henry...
He sensed her needs, roaring down the thread of their Blood Ties. Without questioning the insight Henry grabbed his coat, she needed him and it was vital he get there soon.