Chapter 1: Business or Pleasure

Captain Sharon Raydor had seen the immature drawing of her on the murder board in the Major Crimes unit and she had a feeling she knew exactly who was behind it.

So, as she strode across the parking garage that night, she spotted the object of her ire.

"Lieutenant Flynn!" Sharon called after him.

"Oh great! What do you want?" asked Andy with a bit of an attitude tinged with annoyance as Captain Raydor walked towards him.

As Sharon caught up to him, she didn't miss the eye roll he'd given her.

"What can I do for you, Captain Raydor?" Andy asked her, still visibly annoyed.

"Tell me, was it your idea or Provenza's to draw that wicked witch drawing of me today?" asked Sharon matter of factly.

Andy coughs in surprise before he asks, "What are you talking about?"

"I saw it through the blinds as you turned the board over in an effort to conceal it from me. So, tell me, whose immature idea of a joke was it?"

"Well…" Andy trailed off.

"Speak up, Lieutenant Flynn!" chided Sharon.

"Do you really wanna know?" asked Andy.

"Yes, I do, Flynn," Sharon answered.

"Why? So FID can write me up for it because their Captain got her feelings hurt," Andy pointed out.

"I can assure you, Lieutenant Flynn, my feelings weren't hurt in the slightest," Sharon told him measuredly.

"Then, why do you really wanna know?" asked Andy.

"I found the whole thing kind of amusing, actually," Sharon told him matter of factly.

"Are you telling me that the big bad captain of FID actually has a sense of humor?" asked Andy.

"Contrary to popular belief, there are many different facets to me and I've also been called way worse things than a wicked witch before," admitted Sharon.

"Such as?" Andy baited her.

"Nevermind. Was it you or Provenza who drew it?" asked Sharon tersely.

"It was a combined effort," said Andy as he smiled proudly.

"But you're the one who had the idea first?" asked Sharon.

"Yeah. Provenza just drew the broom," replied Andy cockily.

Sharon was quiet for a moment before Andy said, "Anything else I can do for you, Captain?

Sharon pondered her response for a moment before she said, "Actually there is."

"Well, spit it out. I don't have all night," Andy lied as he chewed on a toothpick lazily as he leaned against his car.

Sharon walked closer to him and removed the toothpick from his mouth and tossed it in a nearby trash can.

"Hey! What was that for? It's not like there's a law against chewing on a toothpick," said Andy.

"There is if one wants to do this," said Sharon as she inched even closer to him.

"What the-" began Andy before Sharon cut him off by pushing him against his car and kissing him.

The kiss only lasted a minute or so, but it was definitely returned by Andy who'd decided to slip his tongue inside her mouth.

Sharon moaned slightly before she broke the kiss and said, "Not here."

"You're the one who kissed me, remember?" Andy pointed out.

"Yeah, but you're the one who escalated it," said Sharon.

Didn't you want me to escalate it? Because from the way you were kissing me, it seemed like you were just as into it as I was," said Andy.

"I was…I am. I just…we can't do anything like that here in the parking garage," Sharon pointed out to him.

"True. Where do you suggest? Your place or mine?" asked Andy.

Where do you live?" asked Sharon.

"Valencia," Andy told her.

"Too far. How about a hotel room?" posed Sharon.

"What about your place?" asked Andy.

"Oh no! We are not doing that. We don't have that kind of relationship," Sharon told him.

"Then, what kind of relationship do we have?" asked Andy.

"Sex, no strings attached. That's it," said Sharon.

"Okay. Which hotel are we meeting at tonight?" asked Andy cockily.

"How about the Viceroy in Santa Monica?" suggested Sharon.

"Alright," replied Andy as he turned around and opened his car door.

"Alright. We'll split the room bill then," said Sharon.

"Whatever you say, Captain Raydor," said Andy as he got into his car.

"Sharon," Sharon told Andy.

"What?" asked Andy.

"You may call me by my first name, which is Sharon," Sharon pointed out to him.

"Okay, Sharon," replied Andy as he slid another toothpick in his mouth and tried to be charming.

"Get rid of that toothpick before I see you next," ordered Sharon.

"Aye Aye, Captain," said Andy as he silently saluted her before closing the door to his car.

Meanwhile, as Sharon turned to walk towards her own car, she took a deep steadying breath.

It had been a long time since she'd been intimate with anyone. The last being Jack about 15 years ago and that had been a huge mistake.

Hopefully, this wouldn't turn into a whole fiasco and Lieutenant Flynn would honor their arrangement.

One thing was for sure though, she'd never done anything like this before.

As she took one final steadying breath, she opened her car door and shut it once she was inside and turned the key.

Off to the Viceroy she went.

—-

Once they got to the hotel and split the bill for the room, they couldn't keep their hands off each other on the elevator ride up to their room.

Luckily, they'd been alone in said elevator. So, no prying eyes.

As they got to the fourth floor, Sharon pushed Andy out of the elevator from her place against the wall of it and followed right behind him as she exited the elevator as well.

Once they found their room, Andy hurriedly put the key into the slot on the outside of the door.

As he kept jamming it in there frustratedly, Sharon took the card from him and slowly slid it into the slot as the door opened for her.

"You have to be gentle with it. You can't just jam it in the slot like your life depends on it," said Sharon as she entered the room with Andy following closely behind her.

Andy didn't know if they were still talking about the hotel key or about Sharon's expectations for this little tryst.

"Didn't realize I was so impatient about things like that until now," said Andy sarcastically.

Sharon just laughed before she said, "Probably why you get into so much trouble."

"I can show you trouble," Andy challenged Sharon as he moved closer to her.

"I'm waiting," said Sharon as she looked at her watch.

"Got somewhere to be, Captain?" asked Andy.

"Not tonight," admitted Sharon as she closed the gap between them and kissed Andy.

"Well, then, should we begin?" asked Andy after he broke the kiss for a moment.

"Stop drawing it out, Lieutenant. Let's get down to it," said Sharon annoyedly.

"Look who's impatient now," Andy pointed out.

"Are you gonna talk all night or are you gonna fuck me?" asked Sharon point blank.

"Aye Aye Captain," said Andy before he closed the miniscule gap between them and kissed her passionately as he pushed her towards the bed.

Sharon just rolled her eyes at that comment and returned the kiss, her tongue quickly searching for his again.

The truth was, she'd rather enjoyed the kiss in the parking garage and desperately wanted more.

It wasn't like Sharon to initiate sex like this. Much less with someone she worked with.

It was the whole don't shit where you eat kind of thing that usually bugged her.

Not tonight though.

Tonight that burning passion had consumed her and led her to where she was now: Rolling around and battling for control in a hotel bed with Andy Flynn.

She'd already pulled his tie off and was working the buttons of his dress shirt now.

Meanwhile, he'd gotten her blouse pulled out of her skirt and was furiously trying to unbutton it.

After they'd gotten each other's shirts off, Sharon went about pulling Andy's undershirt over his head while Andy grasped at Sharon's lace clad breasts after pushing her shirt down her arms until she quickly flung it across the room.

"Who knew you had this body under those fancy suits?" joked Andy, raking his eyes over her body hungrily.

"Shut up," said Sharon as her lips crashed back into his.

Meanwhile, Andy expertly unclasped her bra and pulled it down her arms before wadding it up and throwing it across the room.

Next, Andy searched for the zipper on Sharon's pencil skirt and undid it before pulling it down her beautiful legs.

God, she had great legs.

He'd admired them more than once before and now they were in bed together.

This was an astronomically bad idea, but neither of them could stop.

Andy's hands grasped at Sharon's breasts as they continued kissing, each fighting for dominance.

Sharon moaned at the perfect amount of touch and pressure Andy applied to her breasts as he roughly flicked her nipples with his tongue.

"Oh god! Yes!" bellowed Sharon.

"Jesus, Sharon. I've barely touched you," teased Andy.

"Just keep doing what you're doing," Sharon urged him.

Andy again flicked his tongue over Sharon's hardened nipples and she arched against him.

Sharon furiously undid the button of his pants, after undoing the belt and zipper, she yanked his pants and underwear off and immediately pulled his cock out and gripped it roughly.

"Shit Sharon! Take it easy," said Andy.

"What if I don't wanna take it easy?" asked Sharon as she roughly flipped them over until she was now on top of him again.

"So, you like it rough, do you?" asked Andy, clearly amused that Rulebook Raydor liked rough sex.

"I do tonight," Sharon told him as their lips and tongues once again reconnected, signaling to Andy that it was time to shut up now.

Meanwhile, Sharon shed her panties and then positioned his cock against her entrance.

"Your turn," Sharon told him as she let go of his cock.

Andy rolled his eyes at the insinuation that she'd done all the work up until now and slowly entered her at first.

Once they got a rhythm going, they were like two wild animals battling for dominance.

Andy would thrust hard into her and Sharon's back would arch as he gripped her hips.

Meanwhile, Sharon's hands attempted to grip his shoulders for stability, digging her nails into them as Andy continued thrusting into her.

After a particularly hard thrust, Sharon moaned loudly and said, "Fuck, that's good Andy. Keep doing that."

Andy followed Sharon's instructions and continued thrusting hard and fast into her.

He could tell she was close because her walls started gripping around his cock.

"Fuck, Sharon," said Andy in a strained tone of voice.

"Harder!" exclaimed Sharon.

Andy followed her directions and thrusted even harder into her.

"Fuck! Yes, Andy! Deeper!" shouted Sharon.

After one final super hard thrust, Sharon finally came undone and god was it beautiful.

Her muttering his name and a string of expletives as she came.

Him coming a minute later as her walls clenched around him and then released his cock.

A few minutes later, they both lay there on opposite sides of the bed, panting from their exertion.

Then, Sharon immediately got up from the bed and found her clothes and began getting dressed.

"What are you doing?" asked Andy as he propped himself up on the bed with his elbow.

Sharon rolled her eyes as she said,"Getting ready to leave. I told you this was sex, no strings attached. That's what this looks like."

"Well, shit. Alright," said Andy as he watched Sharon get dressed.

Once she was dressed, she grabbed her purse off the floor and left the hotel room without saying a word to Andy.

Andy was starting to feel a little used.

Though, if being used felt like that, she could use him anytime she wanted.