Eleven

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Adrenaline pumping through his veins; Henry dragged Jo into the back seats of her car, and quickly disposed of their clothes; thrusting into her as hard as he could, and feeding off of her screams. "You naughty girl. Grinding on me in public," he moaned; pinning her arms up above her head as he buried his face in her breasts, and sucked on her slightly erect nipples.
-He knew she wouldn't remember any of this in the morning, but he would surely never forget.
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The second Jo entered the precinct the following day, she felt Hanson's eyes on her(for what reason, she didn't know.)
-Fishing a bottle of Aspirin out of her desk drawer; she extracted two pills, and swallowed them with some coffee. (Abe had made her some of his hangover remedy this morning at Henry's, but it just wasn't cutting it for her.) "Hey," Hanson spoke; placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Hey. What's up?" She asked; swiveling her chair around. "Do you uh.. Remember anything about last night?" He questioned; pulling up a chair beside her. "No, why?" She gulped. "Okay.. I just thought I'd warn you.. In case the Doc comes by.." He sighed; dragging his feet. "Mike, just spit it out," she urged; watching him take his phone out.
-There she sat as he pressed play on a video featuring her singing the raunchiest song on her iTunes playlist.. And grinding on her(seemingly sober) boyfriend. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry you had to watch that," she blushed; covering her face, and shaking her head in disapproval as the video ended. "Don't waste your time worrying about me.. Worry about how you're going to face the Doc after this. I mean look at.." he began. "I don't really have to worry about that," she interrupted; biting her lip, and swiveling her chair back around to face her desk. "Why? What.." He started again; scooting closer to her. "I just don't think he'll think much of it.. That's all," she murmured; starting to sift through her case files. "Jo.. It's obviously you have a thing for him, don't you think you should at least approach him about what happened?" He asked; grabbing the back of her chair, and turning her around to face him. Letting out a sigh; she peered around nervously, before returning her gaze to him. "We've been dating for about a week now.. And done far worse things than what I did at the bar," she admitted; his eyes widening. "I haven't told anyone.. Or wanted to tell anyone because everyone here still kind of looks at him as an odd duck," she added; cracking a small grin. "But he's really so sweet, and gentle, yet strong, and sexy, and he makes me.. Feel things I haven't felt since Sean died," she rambled. "If you're happy, why worry about what we think?- Jo, it's been over two years since Sean died. You deserve someone new who will treat you as good as he did," Hanson smiled.
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"Hi," Jo spoke; stepping into Henry's office around their lunch hour. "Hello," he replied; straightening up as she walked around his desk. "How may I help you?" He gulped; Jo dragging his chair back, and taking a seat in his lap. "Mike showed me a video of what I did last night.. Then we had a little talk, and I realized that the way I've been acting has been unnecessary.. People usually like to show off the things they're proud of," she explained; pressing a delicate hand to his chest. "I think I owe you an apology.. And if you're ready for this next step, I'd like to hold your hand in front of other people, and give you kisses, and do stupid couple things.. I need you, Henry.. More than I thought I did only a week ago.. And I want to be yours.. Officially," she said; tilting her head upwards to meet his gaze. "I'd like that too," he smiled; placing his hands on her hips. That's when she did something odd(at least for her.) -She wrapped her arms around him, and hugged him tight; warming his heart. "Now that that's settled, may I ask a simple question?" He wondered. "Sure," she replied. "One of these days, while sober.. Might you be able to finish the lap dance? You never finished the song," He blushed. "Your mind has already returned to the gutter, hmm?" She teased; fishing her phone out of her jacket pocket. "I'm not sure where I stopped last night, so I'll just start over," she smirked; tapping the 'play' option on her phone, and setting it down on his desk. Before he even had the chance to eke out one word in response, she began to sing-I'm just a bachelor. Looking for a partner. Someone who knows how to ride without even falling off-
She gripped his shoulders to balance herself, and started to grind up against him as hard as she could; burying her face in his neck and practically moaning the song's words in his ear.
-Got to be compatible. Takes me to my limits. Girl when I break you off, I promise that you won't want to get off- She continued; recalling that in the video, she'd turned around, then turned to face his desk; gripping the edges, and starting to grind her ass into his growing arousal.
-I'm horny. Let's do it. Ride it. My pony. My saddle is waiting. Come and jump on it-She sang; bouncing in his lap come the word "jump," and eliciting a low, horny moan out of him.
-Sittin here flossing. Peepin your stillo. Just once if I had the chance, the things I would do to you- She added; shuttering as Henry snuck a hand up her blouse, and gently grazed her smooth back with the tips of his fingers.
-You and your body. Every single portion. Send chills up and down your spine. Juices flowing down your thigh- She panted; Henry removing his hand from under her shirt, before starting to fondle her breasts, hips, and ass.
-I'm horny. Lets do it. Ride it. My pony. My saddle is waiting, come and jump on it- she sang; turning back around, and pressing her chest flush against his. -Seeing the look on his face fed her ambitions: pushing her to act even raunchier.
-If we're gonna get nasty baby, first we'll play show and tell. Til you reach my pony tail- she smirked; letting her hair down out of it's bun, and starting to grind again.
-Look all over and through you baby. Until we reach the stream, I'll be on your jockey team- she whispered; pressing her forehead to his, and getting in his face.
-The track playing in the background reached the chorus once again; Jo electing to tease him instead of sing. Prodding his Adam's apple with her tongue:Jo began to suck harshly on his neck; feeding off of his moans.
"Kiss my lips," he instructed; feeling the need to taste her. "Sure thing," she mumbled; their lips crashing together, as they tried desperately to rid of the lusty haze that surrounded them.
-He quickly got to his feet; holding his partner as they smooched, then slowly slid down into a sitting position; his desk hiding them from plain sight.

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