I walk into the bar and take in the atmosphere and let it absorb into my body. After the particularly grueling week and case I have just endured I wanted nothing more than to have a few drinks and relax. I walk to the bar and order a Jack and Coke, another indicator of the type of week I have. I usually never have anything pass a beer with the guys or a glass of wine with dinner. I am too scared of becoming the alcoholic that my mother was despite understanding why she buried herself in the bottle to escape the demons she was forced to deal with.

After the bartender delivers my drink, I sit at the bar and sip on it enjoying the burn down my throat as I search the crowd for my latest prey. Well maybe prey isn't the right word for it that would indicate I am like the people I hunt daily and the rapist who fathered me. No, the word or words I am looking for is willing participant. I have always worked hard on not becoming my father, correction sperm donor, or the monsters I hunt daily and will continue to do so.

For tonight and tonight only I want a willing participant to allow me to forget what I have seen this week. One who will allow me to take out my frustrations on them as well. By that I do not mean one who will allow me to beat them but one who will allow me to be a little rough with them sexually. Not in a painful way either, I know that sounds confusing but I'm not into causing intentional pain unless that is something they have voiced that they prefer. I have picked up a few women who enjoyed that and I have obliged. End the end it is my goal to not only forget my week but to make sure they leave the hotel room satisfied in every sense of the word.

Why do I have a hotel room that I have already checked into, you ask. Simple, I never take anyone back to my place nor do I ever go to their place. I mean I am a member of the largest police force in the United States, so I of all people know how dangerous that is. So, I find a nice hotel, bring all my, what shall I call them, oh yes needed items, there first. I'm sure you're thinking the worse of what might be in the bag, but I can assure it is not. A change of clothes for in the morning and a variety of sex toys. Remember, I did say I always make sure they leave the room fully satisfied.

I motion to the bartender for a second drink and begin to survey the many possibilities that I saw. There was nice looking red head moving on the dance floor. She had about shoulder length hair and was nicely filled out in all the areas that counted if you know what I mean. The red head was dancing with a light skinned woman whose hair was also shoulder length and straightened, that caught my eye. No, I am not opposed to the darker skin toned women, I have bedded a few. These women gave off the air of business types in New York which means there's a bigger chance of running into them later which I try to avoid if possible.

I continue my scan of the crowd and locate a brunette who I could tell was out of place. She was nervous and unsure of herself. Which led me to believe she was either a first timer or had a husband waiting at home she just wanted an adventure. Both of which I always avoid but I made a note to keep an eye on her. The last thing I wanted was someone to take advantage of the newbie. I may be here to bed a stranger, but I did take an oath to protect the people of New York City. That includes in this bar when I am off if you ask me.

My eyes finally land upon a slender blonde wearing tight jeans and a halter top. She is skinner than I usually like so I go to move on, but I can't tear my eyes from her. There is something about her that is drawing me to her. She is dancing between two women and playing the role of a tease very well. Bouncing between each woman, running her hands down their sides provocatively, allowing them to pull her against them. Her behavior also indicated that she was not from New York, less chance of me running into her later. If the way she was moving her body was any indication she was going to be exceptional in the bed.

I continue to watch her through the next two dances and by the time she leaves the women she is dancing with I am certain she's the one I will be leaving with. I wait till she approaches the bar before making eye contact with her. I have a specific way of doing this, so they know I have not been watching them. I usually act as if I am lost in thought or staring at my drink. Tonight, I choose to use the lost in thought method because in a way I was. I shake my head as if I am clearing it and take another drink making sure to catch the blonde's eyes. I smile and lift my drink to her before acting like I was going back to watching the crowd.

After quickly downing a drink, she is back on the dance floor with someone else. This leading me to believe that she came to the bar alone. While at the bar I was able to learn she had piercing blue eyes and a smile that could light up the room. There was an air of authority about her as if she was used to getting her own way and was confident in herself and her actions. Most importantly there was no ring of any type on her left hand and before you ask, I did look to see if there was a ring line as well. There was none. Which meant she checked every one of my boxes and I was determined for her to be the one that I take back to the hotel tonight. Again, that was only if she was willing. If not, there was always the red head that she was now dancing with that was an option.

She walks back to the bar and orders another drink. Unlike last time she sits at the bar and sips on it. We lock eyes and she smiles at me raising her eyebrow slightly. I can tell by this action that she is interested in me. I gather my drink and move around the bar to the seat that just became empty by her. As I make my way to her a medium tempo song comes on and I decided to ask her to dance.

"Excuse me would you be interested in a dance?" I ask as she turns to face me.

"I was wondering if you were ever going to leave your spot and ask." She informs me with a silky voice that had all the moisture leaving my mouth and pooling south.

I take her hand and guide her to the dance floor spinning her as we reach the center. I chose this location so that every woman in here will know my intentions. She seems to know this too as she moves closer to me before spinning around and pushing against me. I quickly move my right around her front pulling her tight against me while holding her in place with my left hand. I had to bite my cheek to keep from moaning out loud when she began to gyrate against me.

I turn her back around to face me and pull her tight against me again. I am doing my best to make sure every piranha of a woman in here knows I have staked my claim. I can tell by the increased size of her pupils and the slight hitch in her breathing that she not only knows what I am doing but is enjoying it. Oh, this blonde in my arms is far from an angel that she tries to portray, and I can't wait to find out how far from an angel she really is.

I am pulled from my thoughts when I feel her nails scrape the back of my head and down my neck and continue down my back. I hear a groan that escapes her slightly parted lips as my muscles twitch at her touch. Oh, she is far from an angel and leaving with me tonight.

The song ended much to soon for my liking, but it is followed by a slow love song. Not my type of song but perfect to keep this beauty against me. I begin to take control of the dance and leading her around the dance room. This is my way of letting her know I am someone who like to take control and charge of what is in store. She rests her head on my shoulder, and I inhale a scent that was specifically hers. I can't describe the scent other than heavenly, and it is turning me on even more.

I move my head a lay a gentle kiss on the side of her neck. I wait a minute for her to decide if she wants me to stop my actions or not. When she doesn't pull away or tell me to stop, I continue down her neck until I come to her pulse point. A swipe of my tongue and I can tell her heart is beating a mile a minute. Despite having a slight sheen of sweat there was a taste that was uniquely hers. I couldn't wait to drink it in when I buried my head between her legs later.

The song ends and she steps from my arms and pulls me back to the bar.

"Are you from New York?" She asks me as she motions to the bartender his services were needed.

"I am but I am just back visiting some family and friends" I answer with a lie "And you?"

"Came with some friends." She tells me.

There's no doubt to either of us that we are lying to each other yet we both accept it. The bartender finally shows up and she orders two shots of tequila and two glasses of water.

"Is your hotel near here?" She asks me bluntly no longer beating around the bush.

"About a half mile away." I answer smiling at her oh she is a willing participant.

"I say" she says lower as she moves closer to me so only, I can hear her "We do the shot of tequila, close our tabs, and head in that direction. Unless I am reading everything wrong."

"You've read everything correctly" I answer as I trail my finger from her chin down between her breasts and to her solid flat stomach. Of course, it was at this point that the bartender chose to return with the alcohol and water. They always have the worse timing ever like a waiter or waitress.

She pushes one of the shot glasses to me as she picks hers up. "Here's to a night to remember"

I raise my glass in a toasting manner and down the shot of tequila. I chase it with the water the same as her and motion for the bartender that we are ready to close out our tabs. It seems to take forever for him to bring our cards and the printed bill to us to sign. I leave him a nice tip and scribble my last name only on the "Merchants copy" and lay it on top of hers. I stand and hold my hand out to her which she accepts and allows me to lead her to the door, stopping long enough to grab her leather jacket.

With that final piece of the puzzle, I realize she came here to play the same game I was playing. I almost clench my legs together as a spark shoot through my body. I open the door and guide the blonde out and in the direction of my hotel.

My muse has been going wild. I hope everyone has enjoyed this chapter with our favorite leading ladies slightly OOC. Stay tuned for the explosive Next chapter.