Thread: Blind Spot

Chapter Seven The next three days seemed to pass almost in slow motion as Kyle remained on desk duty as he waited for the shooting review board to finish their investigation, but as dull and tedious as it was for him, he knew it had to be much worse for Katya. At least he had the distraction of work, getting out of the condo, Katya didnt have that. All she had was Daytime TV, although hed noticed that the stack of unwatched DVDs they had had grown a lot smaller. On the plus side the captain usually let him leave early in the afternoon, Kyle had worked more than enough unpaid overtime, as he stayed late to try and break a case, that his leaving a few hours early for a few days was simply rebalancing the books. Another nice change was that he and Katya actually got to eat a proper dinner in the evening, something they rarely got the chance to do because they were usually so beat and tired when they got home from work. One thing he had also noticed was that since Katya had come out of the hospital Bryan hadnt been in to work at all. When hed asked the captain had simply said that the lieutenant had asked for a few days of vacation time. Kyle was sitting in his office, reading through witness statements from a murder case he and Katya had worked the previous year, when the knock on his door came. The case was due to go to trial in a few weeks and Kyle had been called to testify, so he was using his time to familiarize himself with the details once more. If he didnt do it now, whilst he had the chance, he didnt know when hed be able to find the time once he was finally returned to active duty. Looking up he easily spotted the two men standing in the open doorway, recognizing them as Detectives Moore and Johnson from the shooting review team, whod interviewed him a few days earlier. Come in, said Kyle, as he set the folders hed been studying back down on his desk. Thank you, said Moore, as the two men entered the small office and, as Kyle pointed towards the chairs in front of his desk, both men sat down. Lifting his briefcase, Moore laid it on the desk and popped the locks, rummaging inside as he searched for something. Whilst Moore searched for whatever it was he was looking for, his partner reached into his own briefcase and pulled out something in an evidence bag, which he handed over to Kyle. I believe this belongs to you, sergeant, said Johnson, as he handed over the evidence bag, which contained a handgun, to Kyle. It does, thank you, said Kyle, softly, as he took the bag that contained his Remington R1. Opening it, he took the pistol out and checked it was unloaded before he pulled open a drawer in his desk and removed a clip and his shoulder harness. Slipping the clip into place, he put the shoulder rig on before he slid the big, heavy, pistol into the holster and adjusted the straps slightly so the whole rig hung comfortably against his right side. I take it this means your investigation is over? He added, after a few more seconds. Indeed it does, answered Moore, as he finally found what he was looking for. He pulled a manila file from his briefcase and handed it to Kyle, before he closed his briefcase once more. Detective, it is the findings of the shooting review board that your actions, and those of Detective Komarovsky, were entirely justified. You both identified yourselves as police officers and did not open fire until fired upon, which left you little choice but to act in order to protect your own lives and the lives of the hostages. Added Moore, as Kyle opened the file and quickly scanned the contents. Also, with regard to your actions and the disregard you displayed for your own lives by entering the building, you are both being recommended for Department Citations and awards for Bravery Beyond the Call of Duty, finished Moore. Thank you, said Kyle, trying not to sound as relieved as he felt. In his mind there had been no doubt that the review board would find in their favor, but it was still a major relief to have that weight finally removed. There was also the added bonus that now he could finally get out from behind his desk and get back to doing his job. With a slight nod to the detective, the two shooting review officers rose from their seats and left the office, leaving Kyle alone to read through their report. Finishing the report he closed the folder and set it down on his desk, lounging back in his chair for a few seconds before he leant forward and picked up the phone. He wanted to share the news with Katya, especially the fact that not only had they been cleared but that theyd also been recommended for awards at least in part because of what shed said to the officers who had interviewed her. The receiving phone rang four times before Katya answered, her voice sounding like music to Kyles ears. Hey, beautiful, said Kyle, as she answered the phone. ------------------------------------------------------------- It was a lovely and lazy Friday afternoon and Katya was bored out of her mind! After enduring the MRI test the previous day, then waiting forever for the images to get read, the doctor had given her the all clear to return to work this morning. Which was great except that it was Friday and the captain said not to come in until Monday morning. For an active girl like her that was intolerable! She had been watching movies but after awhile that got old. With Kyle at work, at his desk but still work, the only way it had been bearable was the fact that for the past couple of days her parents were paying a visit. They had clucked and mother henned all the time they were here. Svetlana had cooked up some of Katyas favorites in the kitchen. They were Russian based but after all these years there was plenty of American influences too. Kyle had earned points for suggesting she open a RussianAmerican fusion restaurant. He lost a couple with Katya when he suggested that she dress up in the pink nightmare so he could take pictures with her folks. He lost even more when he dad said they were going up on his facebook page. Now that they were gone, she was bored. They wouldnt get kicked out if she dropped water balloons off of the balcony, wouldnt they? Probably.... That was why when she heard Bryans voice over the security intercom at the buildings door she nearly jumped for joy. Hey there Red, he smiled as she gave him hug and showed him into the condo. As he was coming in, Katya realized that he had never been over here. Several times she had invited him for dinner but Bryan had always declined. Why was he here now? She guided him over to the couch and offered him something to drink when she went to get some lemonade. The real stuff, made with real lemons. No thanks Katya and Ill guess that Ill come right to the point about why Im here. She saw him lay a folder down on her side of the couch. Sounds serious LT... she said softly as she walked back and sat down to read it. It is. And this was in no way an easy thing for me to write but Id like you to sign it with me. Katya stared at him for a moment and then began reading. It was less than ten pages long of single spaced text. At first her face showed puzzlement, then surprise, then shock as she read through the pages. Without thinking, her hand covered her mouth to hold back a gasp. By the time she was done read Katyas face was white in a wide mix of emotions. Bryan, what the hell is this? she asked, holding up the file to him. It is what it is Katya. Bryan.... This isnt a report, this is nearly grounds for an indictment of Kyle! Are you out of your mind?! She felt anger but it was deadened by the sheer horror that she was feeling. Where the hell was he coming from with all of this? He nearly got you killed Katya. You and whole lot of other people in that bank. Procedure says you wait for backup, for SWAT, for the negotiators. He ticked each off on a finger. The file got slammed against her leg. You know as well as I do that procedure goes out the fucking window the moment the gun is fired! And since when did you or me ever use procedure? We made it up as we went along. This is different.... The hell it is Bryan! Whats in the book is good for guidance, so we know what not to do. What Kyle did was right its also what I would have done too! Maybe not the same way but I wouldnt have sat on my ass. Katya got up and started walking around. Just what had gotten into him? Shell burn this stupid report rather than see his embarrassed. The Bryan I knew would have done it too. Youve changed Katya and not for the better, he said calmly, his eyes staring at her. You were never this impetuous. You were careful, always planning four steps ahead and two behind. Now youre becoming like him. Maybe I should never brought you into the unit. The pacing she had been doing stopped and she looked at her mentor like he was out of his mind. What? Yes. I shouldnt have. You could have had a better life instead of being a cop. You would have been safer and.... Bryan stood up, walked over to Katya and placed his hands on her shoulders. Theres still time Red. I can pull a few strings and get you an instructor position at Quantico or even Langley. With your experience... Shaking her head, she looked up at him. Remember, the Feds hate me for blowing their operation. They would never.... The Dons dead. Theyve done housecleaning and with the selling Ill do theyll snatch you up in a second. There was something seriously wrong here. She didnt know what but she had to get him help. Im not leaving Bryan. I like my job and I love Kyle. He wouldnt leave and so I cant either. Katya didnt notice the slight extra squeeze of his hands at that moment. Thats why you have to go. To save yourself from him. Im the only one who can do that for you Red. Her head wa spinning at all of this, his words were so insistent so.... Before she could think anymore the phone rang and Katya stepped back from Bryan to answer it. Just a sec, k? Picking up the phone her face brightened at hearing Kyles voice on the line. Hey sweetie! How are they hanging? With her back turned to him, she didnt notice Bryans face darken. A surprise? I hate sur... Okay....Uh...Hold that thought. Katya pressed a couple of buttons on the phone to put it on hold. Bryan, Itll be just a moment. I gotta take this in the other room. He nodded slightly as she put the receiver down and went into the bedroom and closed the door most of the way. He just stared at the phone. Okay, Im back. What? Oh nothing. So whats the news? She sat on the edge of the bed, listening patiently. Then her jaw dropped. You are shitting me? You arent? Thats unbelieveable Kyle! Oh yeah I know! I figured the review would be clean but I didnt think it would be this quick and the citation? Damn.... What? Yeah I bet the publicity was a factor. There wasnt anything obvious, nobody except the bad guys and me of course, got hurt. Makes the department look good. Yeah and us too! She laid back on the bed and listened to a conversation Kyle was having with the Captain. Her fist then punched the air above her. I heard! she squealed. Two weekends in a row! I LOVE it! What? Caseys? Of course Im up to it. I might not drink but Im up to hanging up with yall. Caseys Pub was a local watering hole for cops. However the rest of this weekend is you and me. Got it? Yes....yes.... Ill throw you and the bed and have my way with you. Naked. All weekend? Of course I wont shut up! Just because Mikey is there is no reason to. Now where was I? Oh yes! Ill ride that big cock of yours nice and slow. Every time you are about to cum Ill stop and you wont be able to do jack about it cuz youll be tied down at my mercy. Ill let you suck my nipples and stop saying stop. Want me to catched a cab and crawl under your desk and..... Hah! Funny guy! Seriously though Kyle... I want to spend all weekend in bed with you. At the very least naked. Mmmmmm.... Oh you know I adore cherries and whipped cream... Yeah...you had better go. Give me a call when you leave and when you get here. Love you too! Katya sighed happily as she laid on the bed. All the worries had been blown away. A hand drifted down between her thighs for a second before she remembered.... Bryan! Springing to her feet, she race back into the living room and saw that it was empty. DamnDamnDamn.... she muttered. There was something wrong she knew but the rush of emotions from Kyles phone call deadened them. She resolved to help her friend somehow. Finally Kyle put the phone down and turned to Devon, Mikey and the captain, who had all come into his small office whilst he was on the phone to Katya. Even though the other three men were all standing, Kyle remained sitting behind his desk to hide the effect his conversation with Katya had had on him. Looking up at the other three, the captains face was set like stone, unreadable, but Devon and Mikey were both grinning like idiots. So, what time are we meeting up at Caseys? Asked Kyle, with a glance at his watch. Eight thirty, answered Mikey, glancing at Devon, who nodded. Although neither of them had been worried that the shooting review board would find against Kyle, or Katya, there had always been a slight doubt in both their minds. Several years ago there had been several officer involved shootings where the suspects had been either unarmed or the officers had fired first, which had brought a lot of bad publicity onto the department and the way those incidents were handled. Ever since then the shooting review board had been getting tougher and officers had been disciplined for excessive, or unnecessary, use of force as the department tried to rebuild its image and regain the public trust. Not that this was a bad thing, after all no one wanted the public to believe that the police were just killers protected by a badge, that they were above the law, but there had to be a balance so that if an officer had to use his weapon he didnt hesitate because he was scared of the repercussions if he did. Well be there, said Kyle, after a couple of seconds. It had been a while since he and Katya had been to Caseys, most nights after work they were just too beat to do more than go home, eat and then go to bed, and on their days off they usually had other things to do. But they both liked Caseys, it was small and friendly and Casey, the owner, had been a cop with the Willowburg PD for over thirty years before hed finally retired and brought the bar. So long as you had your badge with you, the first drink was free for any serving, or retired, cop. And would you object to your captain coming along too? Asked the captain, who was standing in the open doorway to the small office. He tended not to socialize with the officers from the precinct, partly because he was their superior but mostly because outside the precinct he didnt really know any of them. Hed transferred to the precinct from New York, so he didnt really have that same bond with them as another officer would have, no shared memories of the academy or patrolling the streets in uniform. Hed attended the engagement party for Kyle and Katya, though, had found hed missed that sense of camaraderie and had vowed to spend more time getting to know his detectives and patrol officers outside the precinct. Er, yeah, sure, captain, said Mikey, after a few seconds, once hed finally got over his surprise. Apart from attending the engagement party, Mikey had never known the captain to just hang out with any of them. I understand the first round is on the house, but would any of you object if I bought the second? Added the captain, before he started to turn away to leave. In that case, captain, youre more than welcome, said Mikey, with a grin. One more thing, started the captain, turning back towards Kyle, Mikey and Devon. Congratulations, to both you and Detective Komarovsky, your conduct is a credit to this precinct and the badge we all wear. Added the captain, looking straight at Kyle and pausing for a handful of seconds before he continued. Now, Detective Darius, go home. Thats an order, finished the captain, before he turned smartly and headed back towards his own office. Once the captain had left, Mikey and Devon sat down on the opposite side of the desk to Kyle. The three of them chatted for about twenty minutes or so, Devon and Mikey telling Kyle about a case they were working, involving a young woman who had been abducted a couple of days ago. They didnt have a whole lot to go on the victim hadnt seen her abductor so she couldnt give them a description. All she could tell them was that shed never forget his voice, or the way hed kept calling her Red and saying that he wanted to protect her. Both detectives thought it was probably just a prank that had got out of hand, but they werent willing to just dismiss it as such, because they both knew that it could also just as easily be the beginning of something a lot more serious. Once Devon and Mikey had left, Kyle tidied up his desk, which basically meant he opened a drawer and swept all the papers and everything else on top of it into the drawer and then closed it. Once that was done he grabbed his jacket and left the office, waving to Devon and Mikey as he went, reaching for his cellphone as he reached the elevator. Hey, honey, Im on my way home. Why dont you slip into something whilst you wait for me, he said, once Katya had answered. He stepped into the elevator car and hit the button to go down to the parking lot. Oh, really? Any suggestions? Replied Katya. Hmm, why dont you surprise me, he answered. Hmmmm.... Could tie you up and let you have a taste of a whip? Nah....Ill be gentle since youre so delicate. See you soon my love. After she hung up Katya went to put away a few things before changing. The glass on the table in front of the couch reminded her of the conversation she had had with Bryan earlier. There was something really wrong. He was over protective but this was a big step too far! The report wasnt a report at all, a report has facts while this one was just opinion. Bryans opinion about Kyle and in, a way, her. She wished that she had read it more thoroughly or that he had left it here so she could go over it again. It was just bizarre... Katya wasnt sure what she was going to do about Bryan. He needed help she knew but how to convince him of that? At least with the citations and the report coming out he wouldnt dare try and push what he had written. Hed be laughed out of the department. Could she talk to Kyle about it? Probably not because of the bad blood there. Not the captain either. She would think of something Katya knew. Dismissing all of it, she went into the bedroom to look for a suitable something to wear for Kyle when he came home. It only took her moments to find the right combination of things.... When Kyle came through the door what he saw made his heart stop due to blood being diverted to other areas of the body. There in front of him was Katya sitting on a chair dressed in a lacey red corset that hooked in the front and pushed her breasts up so the nipples were barely hid. It created a monumental shelf of cleavage. On her crossed legs were red hose with eleastic at the thigh holding them. On her feet, 6 inch red pumps. Welcome home my love.... she said with a smile. Chapter Eight For Kyle, the drive home from the precinct had seemed to take forever even though it had only taken a fraction over forty five minutes. Normally it took less than half an hour, but the traffic had been heavier than normal because it was Friday and everyone was leaving work early so they could get home for the weekend. It also didnt help that every stoplight he came to seemed to be red. As he found himself at yet another stoplight, Kyle slipped a disc into the car CD player, tapping the steering wheel in rhythm to the music as the classic Iron Maiden song Phantom of the Opera blasted from the speakers. It was one of his all-time favorite songs he had it as the ringtone on his phone and his alarm. Guiding the Camaro through the streets, Kyle felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders, which it had with the results of the shooting review finally come through. Now he could get back to doing the job he loved. Pulling the car into the parking lot of the complex where he had his condo, Kyle slid the car neatly into the parking space and killed the engine. Lighting a cigarette, he waited a few seconds before he left the car and headed for the entrance to the condo. Walking across to the condo, Kyle let his mind wander, trying to picture what outfit Katya might have chosen. Of course she knew the things he liked, and she always seemed happy to indulge him. Reaching the door he slipped his key into the lock, unlocking the door and entering the condo. Entering the lounge, Kyle stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Katya. Welcome home my love, she said, with a broad, bright smile. Oh, wow, said Kyle, once hed finally regained the power of speech. Katya looked fantastic, better than anything he had imagined, the red of her outfit complimenting her pale skin and blonde hair. Taking off his jacket he tossed it towards a corner of the room, slipping out of his shoulder harness too and placing it on the couch before he moved towards her. Taking Katya in his arms he kissed her long and deep, his hands caressing and exploring her body as she responded to his kiss. As their kiss broke he took a half step back from her, letting his eyes caress her as she leant back on the chair she was sitting on and extended one leg towards him. He stepped back a little more, his eyes lingering on her legs for a few seconds before they drifted and roved all over her. Already he was pulling off his tie and shirt, taking her in his arms once more before he kissed her hard. Pushing her back onto the chair, he knelt in front of her and lifted her legs, turning to trailing gentle kisses along her nylon covered thighs. Youre a very, very bad girl, said Kyle, softly, giving her a teasing grin as he realized she wasnt wearing panties. What am I going to do with you, he added, as he trailed more kisses slowly up and down her legs. It was a rhetorical question he knew exactly what he was going to do to, and with, her although if Katya had any better ideas than what he was planning he was open to suggestions. Slowly his kisses trailed higher up her thighs as she parted her legs slightly, teasing her as she ran her fingers through his hair and tried to pull his head closer to the heat between her legs. Resisting, Kyle moved up to take her lips in a deep kiss his fingers undid the first half dozen or so hooks that held her corset together, his hand sliding inside to gently cup and caress her breasts. Trailing kisses down her neck, his hands caressed her all over, touching and teasing, all the time keeping himself out of her reach. She didnt know what was more enticing his reaction to her or her reaction to him. Kyles strong hands along her skin caused goosebumps to form and make her nipples all the harder. Then his kissed so near but not touching her heat.... Katya had to bite her lip to stop from sighing. He was playing a game she knew and she could play one too. Ill admit that I have been quite bad and probably should be punished too. Are you going to use your billy club on me officer? The tip of her shoe stroked the large bulge in his pants. Up and down it moved until Kyle pulled away with a soft groan. Better frisk me throughly officer and make sure Im not hiding anything......anywhere. I could be very dangerous. You could be at that. I shouldnt take any chances with you. He went behind her and guided her hands behind her. Pulling his cuffs from a pocket, he lightly clicked them around Katyas wrists. Not tight enough to cause marks but enough to restrain her. Kyle reached around to grasp her breasts through the fabric and give them a squeeze. Much firmer this time. Katya moaned softly at feeling his fingers flick at her nipples. Then he started to lift her up to her feet and stepped around the chair. Going to take me in officer? she whispered, trying to press her ass against him but he kept stepping back to prevent her. Kyle sighed heavily as her shoe and foot rubbed against the bulge that had formed in his pants almost the instant hed entered the house and saw her. She knew just how to play him, but this time he was determined not to give in to her and that he would maintain control. Removing his cuffs from the pouch on his belt he gently cuffed her hands behind her back, he knew she enjoyed it when he took charge. Once he had her hands cuffed he gently pushed the fabric of her corset down, exposing her breasts so he could cup and squeeze them, being a little rougher than before, but not too rough. As he massaged her breasts his fingers found her hard nipples, nipping and pulling them gently but firmly which caused a series of long, soft, deep sighs and moans of pleasure to escape her lips. Gently he helped her to her feet, stepping back and dodging as she tried to push her ass back against him. Going to take me in, officer? She asked, her voice soft, almost breathy. Maybe, answered Kyle, moving to one side of her as he started to led her through to the bedroom. Depends on whether or not youre a good girl, he added, as he guided her through the open door of the bedroom and then across to the bed. Gently pushing her down onto the bed, he knelt beside her and kissed her long and hard, his tongue flicking against her lips and tongue as her lips parted for him. Breaking the kiss slowly, nipping her bottom lip gently as they parted, he trailed kisses down her neck to her breasts. Nipping and sucking her nipples gently, he slid a hand down over her tummy and began to gently stroke his fingers against her pussy, teasing her even as long, deep sighs of pleasure and desire escaped her lips. Slowly he slid a finger inside her, his thumb stroking against her pleasure bud as he continued to nip at her hard nipples. Only when he was ready did he move, slowly unhooking her corset to expose her breasts and tummy fully before he gently trailed kisses down her body. Kneeling between her legs he trailed kisses up and down her thighs before he finally slid his fingers from her pussy, using them to spread her open before he gently flicked his tongue inside her. More sighs and moans of pleasure escaped Katyas lips as he flicked his tongue gently inside her, his little fingertip gently pressing against her ass as she pushed her hips against him and another deeper, groan of surprise and desire escaped her. She knew that she could ask him at anytime to release the cuffs and that he would. That made the game just a game. Just imagining herself under the control of Kyle though... Totally and completely. Well it made it her wetter than she thought she could be. He took her into their bedroom and turned her around to lay her on her back. I might have been very, very bad officer. I leave it up to you if you think I need to be punished. Both feet dangled off of the bed as she looked up at Kyle. First the kiss to her lips and then to her nipples before his fingers started their magic. Then the corset was unbuttoned so Katya was naked but for the stockings and shoes. Soft moans came from her lips at the light kisses of of his lips. A touch of his finger at her anus made her gray eyes grow large. They had played with it but hadnt gone any further than that. A hard suckle on her clit cause Katya to lift her hips up and give a long whimper. Her fingers under her clenched and unclenched while her head rocked back and forth. Oh yes....officer. You...you have to make sure...Mmmmmmm...that Im not hiding anything. Anywhere. Kyle lifted his head up so their eyes met. She gave him a tiny nod that got a grin in reply. His head lowered as he went to back to work. Her body shivering and her breath getting faster and faster until... Kyle pulled back as she gave a soft cry of need. Time to check you for other hidden items naughty girl... He gently rolled her onto her stomach with her ass up in the air. Gently Kyle licked and sucked on her clit, his fingertip gently probing and teasing her ass, pressing lightly against her as his tongue flicked and teased her pussy. Her long legs hooked over his shoulders, her feet and heels resting against his back as her body writhed with the pleasure he was giving her. After a few minutes he slowly lifted his head up from between her legs, sliding a finger inside her as he continued to tease her. The look she gave him was all the encouragement he needed. Several minutes passed, as Kyle licked and teased Katya without mercy, using his fingers and tongue to push her closer and closer to the edge. Feeling her body writhing more, her legs on his back pulling him closer, he gently slid the tip of his finger into her tight ass, which sent her over the edge. Once shed recovered from the climax shed just experienced, Kyle pulled back from between her legs, standing before he turned to help Katya sit up. Gently he turned her over onto her stomach, her ass in the air and he moved in behind and to one side of her, unbuttoning his pants as he did so. Slowly his slid two fingers into her hot, wet, pussy, his fingers riding her as his other hand caressed her ass, giving it a gentle slap every now and again. Finally sliding his fingers from her pussy, he used them to cover her ass before he slid a finger into her tight ass, riding it ever so slowly and gently, as his other fingers teased her pussy. Katya sighed and moaned softly as he continued to tease her until Kyle finally stopped, moving in directly behind her to gently brush and rub his hot, hard cock against her ass and pussy. Youve been a very bad girl, said Kyle, giving her ass another gentle slap before he slowly pushed his cock into her pussy. The orgasm that he was able to bring was just a taste of what was to come and took the edge off of things. Kyle could make her feel such wonderful things! No one else had ever been able to do that to her. Then he turned her over and put a pillow under her stomach to lift her ass up. There were light slaps along with kisses following them. Katya had to bite her lip to avoid crying out too loudly while his fingers explored. The slight sound of his zipper and the rustle of his pants told her all that she needed to know. Katyas nose picked up the tiny smell that his confined cock had created. It turned her on even more if possible. Kyle let her ass cheeks cradle his cock between them before sliding back and forth. The tip poked at her anus but he didnt go any further than that. Soft whimpers came from her lips that grew louder as he pushed into her pussy. Mmmmmmm....very bad....You have to punish me officer.... Katya breathed. Kyle slowly pushed forward until he was fully inside her warmth. The different angle caused new sensations that made them both groan in pleasure. For a moment, he just let his cock throb in her while her muscles squeezed in response. So...big.....perfect.... she moaned. Kyle brushed her long hair from her back and then leaned forward to kiss Katyas back before unlocking the cuffs. Very bad girl but Ill let you off this one time, he groaned, moving back and forth slowly with his hands on her hips. She felt so hot and tight! Hands on her ass and hips, Kyle began to slowly ride Katya from behind, thrusting his cock deep inside her and then withdrawing slowly until just the very tip remained inside her. Then he would pause a few seconds, his hold on her ass stopping her from pushing back against him, before he would thrust back inside her. Slowly his pace began to quicken, his hold on her ass and hips ensuring that he remained in control, giving her ass a gentle slap whenever she tried a little too hard to push back against him. He kept teasing her ass gently with his finger, his finger riding her ass slowly as he started to fuck her pussy harder and faster. After several minutes he slowed his pace once more, slowly sliding his cock from her hot, tight, pussy and rolling her over onto her back. Gazing down at Katya, Kyle lifted her legs, turning to trail kisses along her red hose covered legs before he spread them wide. Holding her legs just above the ankles he pushed his cock deep inside her, before he began to ride her hard and fast. His hands slid down to hold her legs at the back of her knees, pushing them back a little as his pace quickened. Resting her legs on his shoulders he began to drive his cock harder and deeper into her, his fingers nipping and pulling her nipples gently as he fucked her hard and deep. As her second climax hit her he slowed his pace, leaning in to kiss her hard as she rode the waves of ecstasy from her orgasm. As the final throes of her climax washed over them both he knew he was getting close to his own release and he slowed his pace, finally pulling out of her pussy. Mmm, youve been a very bad girl and must be punished, said Kyle, softly, as he moved onto the bed and knelt beside her. His hard cock brushed against her cheek and he turned her head slightly so she was facing it, his fingers running gently through her hair as he hand curled around his shaft. Mmm, good girl, he said, softly, as a low, soft moan escaped him as her lips parted slowly to engulf his cock and she began to suck and stroke him hard. It was a relief when Kyle finally turned her over. While the sensations from the angle of his cock felt great, she wanted to be able to see her lover when she came. Katya locked her ankles around his neck while her arms were extended to either side to grab at the bedspread. She was determined that Kyle would cum first but that plan was derailed by the hands that encompassed her weighty breasts. The slightest, and gentlest, twist or her rock hard nipples caused her to give a low cry as she orgasmed. Her smaller body shuddering as the muscles spasmed around his cock to try and pull him into the bliss as well. As Katya recovered, she found that he had cum yet. Before she could say anything, Kyle had adjusted his position. Without a moment's hesitation, her hand grasped his sticky cock and her tongue began to lick it up and down. First to bathe it and then to suckle on the head. He was so hard and ready to cum so she knew it wouldnt take much to trigger him. Katyas other hands gave Kyles heavy balls a light squeeze and her tongue tickled the little groove on the underside of his cock. WIth a groan and shudder, he erupted in her mouth. Four or five thick spurts of his seed and then a dribble that she lapped up. When he was finally finished, Kyle laid on the bed next to her. His arm pulling her body close to his as they both recovered. Neither had the strength to say anything for the moment but the looks their eyes gave the other was all that either of them needed. Eventually, they both wandered into the adjoining bathroom to get ready to go out. The small woffs of steam that came out said that they were testing the hot water capacity of the buildings boiler.... The figuring that was glued to the monitor imagined that it was they who was in the shower with Katya.... Chapter Nine I hate Wednesdays, said Kyle, as he and Katya stepped out of the elevator at the precinct and headed towards the squad room and their small office. The front of his white shirt was one large coffee stain, which had started to dry, whilst the front of his khaki slacks were also damp from the almost full cup of coffee hed managed to spill over himself when the lid came off as he tried to drink it. This was a brand new shirt, too, he added, grumbling more to himself than anyone else. Oh cheer up, theres only two more days and then were off for the weekend, said Katya, trying not to grin although it was getting harder with every passing second. Shed almost choked on her own coffee as she tried not to laugh, when the lid of Kyles had come off and dumped almost the whole cup down his shirt and in his lap. The look on his face had been a picture, and shed had to look away so he wouldnt see her grinning. Yeah, there is that, agreed Kyle, as they headed for the small office they shared. It wasnt the cost of the ruined shirt that bothered him, he brought most of his work clothes at Wal-Mart, it was just the latest in a string of things that had gone wrong that day. The judge had refused to grant them a search warrant in a murder case they were working, their suspect had got himself a high-flying lawyer who probably cost more than he and Katya made in a year combined and the slime had convinced the judge that granting the search warrant would infringe on his clients rights to a fair trial, or something like that. Which meant that Kyle and Katya were going to have to go with whatever evidence they had or could get from other sources, if they wanted to get a conviction. Reaching their office, the two detectives went inside the rest of the squad room was more or less empty, except for Detective Scott Carson and his partner, who were over by their desks working on their own cases. Once inside the office Kyle stripped off his sport coat and shoulder rig before he began unbuttoning his shirt, he always kept a spare shirt in a drawer of his desk, just in case. This wasnt the first time hed managed to spill something over himself, and he was sure it wouldnt be the last. Stripping off his shirt, he pretended not to hear the soft growl that escaped Katya as her eyes lingered on his bare chest, before he pulled on the clean shirt and began to button it up. Kyle had just slipped his shoulder rig back on, the black leather standing out against his white shirt, when there was a knock at the door and a uniformed patrol officer poked his head through the doorway as Katya called out for him to enter. Detective Darius, the Captain would like to see you in his office, said the patrolman, as he stood half in, and half out, of the doorway. Now what? Said Kyle, with a nod towards the officer, who turned on his heel and disappeared as quickly as he could. Picking up his tie from the desk, Kyle clipped it into place and then turned to Katya, who nodded to signal that he looked presentable. Hes probably gonna ask me to work this weekend, grumbled Kyle, as he headed for the door. Katya gave him an encouraging smile and he left their office, heading across the squad room to the Captains office on the opposite side. Knocking on the door, he waited until the captain called out for him to enter. You wanted to see me, sir? Said Kyle, as he entered the office and closed the door behind him. Yes, take a seat, Detective, answered the Captain, looking up from the file hed been studying before his visitor arrived. Not really sure how to proceed, the captain waited until Kyle was seated before he picked up a file from his desk and flicked briefly through the pages before he spoke. Whats this about, sir? Asked Kyle, as he settled into a chair in front of the Captains big desk and let his eyes flick around the room. The wall behind the captain was covered by framed photographs, a few were black and white but most were in color, mementos from the captains career Kyle guessed. At least one was the standard graduation picture from the captains police academy class. Detective, this was submitted to the Commissioner yesterday and he sent it down to me, said the Captain, as he passed Kyle the file hed just flicked through. He didnt really know what else to say, but he felt sure that Kyle should know about the accusations that had been leveled against him, even if they had been dismissed as groundless. Taking the file, Kyle began to flick through the typed pages it contained, at first puzzled but as he read on that changed to indignation and then anger. Not even bothering to finish the report in the file, Kyle tossed it back onto the captains desk and took several deep breaths to control his temper before he finally spoke. This is bullshit, sir, said Kyle, softly, once hed finally calmed down. The file had contained a report and investigation into the shooting at the bank and his conduct before and during it, but unlike the shooting review board whoever had written that report had laid the blame for everything that went down solely on Kyles shoulders. About the only thing the reports author hadnt accused him of was shooting first, although given some of the things Kyle had read in it, if they could have found a witness to back them up they would have. The shooting review board cleared me, cleared both of us, but this, whoever wrote this blames me for everything, he added, fighting to keep his voice calm. I know, detective, and so does the Commissioner, answered the captain, once he was sure that the detective had stopped ranting, for now. Thats why youre here, talking to me, and not the Commissioner or the DA, he added, after another short pause. The final page of the report had contained a list of recommendations and charges to be laid against Kyle, the least of which was Reckless Endangerment and going all the way up to Second Degree Murder for the deaths of the two bank robbers. The Commissioner just wanted me to bring this to your attention, and assure you that there will be no repercussions, or any reprimand, resulting from this. Once you leave my office, this is going in the shredder, itll be as if it never existed, added the Captain, pausing again before he finished. At least thats something, said Kyle, trying to calm down although he was finding it almost impossible. If whoever wrote that report had got it to the review board before theyd reached their conclusion it could have changed the final decision. At the very least he could have found himself facing a disciplinary board, at worst he could have ended up in jail. Dont let this trouble you, detective, said the captain, as he watched the younger man. The Captain himself hadnt escaped the report authors wrath, either, because hed allowed Katya and Kyle to remain partnered together even when it was publicly known that they were dating. It was a violation of department policy, but given how short staffed they were and how well the two of them worked together the Captain hadnt seen any problem. Even the Commissioner had agreed to them remaining together, although the ultimate decision had been the captains. Kyle picked up the file from the desk and took one last flick through it, his teeth clenching as he saw the name of the author. Lieutenant Bryan Lyons. He should have known. Trying to stay calm, although he found it more than a little hard, the lieutenant had gone too far this time. He knew he was Katyas friend, but this...this was too much. Is that all, sir? He asked, finally, fighting to keep his voice calm. Yes, answered the captain, watching Kyle and recognizing the look in his eyes. And, detective, whoever wrote this report has already been dealt with. Do not, I repeat do not make things worse. Is that clear? Yes, sir, bit out Kyle, as he rose to his feet. Leaving the office, Kyle closed the door and then headed for Bryans office, but the lieutenant wasnt there and instead, still fuming, Kyle almost stalked back to his office and slammed the door. As the door slammed behind him, Kyle lashed out at the nearest object, in this case a four drawer metal filing cabinet. That fucking sonovabitch, said Kyle, as he punched the file cabinet twice. The cabinet rocked visibly, the front of the drawer denting under the impacts, and his knuckles came away bloody. Ill fucking kill him, he added, giving the cabinet a hard kick for good measure. Kyle? Whats wrong? What did the captain want? Asked Katya, worry and concern on her face as she watched her fianc beat the hell out of an innocent file cabinet. Shed never seen him like this before, he was normally so calm. Normally he was the one who calmed her down. Turning towards his fiance, almost instantly starting to calm down as he gazed into her gentle eyes, Kyle told her about the report that Bryan had submitted. As she watched the door to the Captains off close, Katya then turned her attention to a wall of the office she shared with Kyle. On it was tacked photos and reports and everything else they had about the current case. On the wall behind her was a whiteboard for the scribbling of ideas. Currently it had the remains of a game of hangman. Computers were great but sometimes doing it like this stimulated the brain to connect the dots. That they had learn from Mikey. How could they get around not having a search warrant... They knew the guy was guilty but to prove it in court was the problem. One of the uses she had when she was undercover was the ability to go places the cops couldnt without warrants. Most of the stuff she saw or found out couldnt be used in court. However, it could be used to give the investigators hints or ideas on what to look for or what not to look for. Doing it that way let them build the case legally and get warrants to do searches. One plus one plus something equals five. What was the something.... It was there. Katya knew it because she could feel it. Like a tickle..... The suddenly slam of the office door surprised her enough that Katya had reached for her weapon. Seeing it was Kyle relaxed her for a moment but then she saw his rage. Kyle? Whats wrong? What did the captain want? She grabbed his arm to prevent him from killing the file cabinet. In short sentences, he told her. Two words came out of Katyas mouth as she sat down Oh shit... Knowing Kyle was looking at her, she rubbed a hand over her face a couple of times before speaking. The day you called about the report and the citation. Bryan was at home with me. He showed up out of the blue... Wait...he was at our place Katya? He never comes to our place! What did he want? Kyle slid into his chair next to hers. He had a sinking suspicion as to what it was about. He had a...report, more like a screed, that he wanted me to read and sign. It wasnt a report Kyle, it was an indictment against you. It was beyond ridiculous! I couldnt believe that he actually expect me, ME to sign such a thing! It actually hurt to think that Bryan could do this to her. He didnt care for Kyle, Katya knew that but she thought he would at least be....civil she guessed about it. He taken care of her during times that she hadnt even been able to tell Kyle about. There were open wounds that had scabbed over but Katya didnt have the courage to pick at them even if it would cause a healing to happen. The pain and memories were too great. Why didnt you say anything to me about it? he asked softly, touching her shoulder. Because after the citation and the rest I didnt think he would actually go through with it! It was crazy to begin with and after that it would be insane. He was talking about getting me a job as an instructor for the Feebs the nickname for the FBI at Quantico. Then you called and I went into the bedroom to talk to you and when I came out, he was gone. She shook her head several times before looking up at Kyle. I tried to talk to him about the next Monday but he waved it off. I figured.....I figured he had forgotten about it. For several minutes the room was quiet as Kyle put an arm around Katyas shoulder and she tried not to throw up. It felt like she was being pulled in two different directions even though she knew the one she wanted to go to. Im sorry Kyle... she whispered. I...I should have told you but I...couldnt. If I thought Bryan was going to do it, I would have. You know that right? You are the man I love. My heart and my soul. Katya looked looked up at him with eyes that were brimming with tears. I love three men in my life is this order you, my dad, and Bryan. You always come first.... She buried her face in his chest and she sobbed. Gently Kyle held Katya in his arms, running his fingers lightly through her hair and rubbing her back, letting her sob into his shirt. Of course he knew she loved him, as much as he loved her, they were soul mates, two halves of the same soul reunited, meant to be together. I know, my love, my Katya, he said, softly, his fingers running through her hair. He had no doubts that if shed even had an inkling that Bryan would go through with submitting his crazy report she would have told him. I should have seen this coming, at the hospital, he was threatening to go to the captain, the commissioner, have us broken up if I didnt take a new partner. I told him to go ahead and take his best shot, I guess he did, said Kyle, his voice still soft as he held her. He knew Bryan didnt like him and the feeling was mutual, but theyd always at least tolerated each other because of Katya. As Katya finally stopped crying she slowly lifted her head from his chest and he gazed down lovingly into her gentle eyes, there were tear streaks down her face and tears still in her eyes but she smiled up at him. Gently he brushed a few stray tears from the corners of her eyes, his fingers trailing down her cheeks to wipe away the tear-streaks from her face before he leant in and kissed her. The kiss was soft and quick, little more than a delicate brush of his lips against hers, but it carried every ounce of the love he felt for her. Lets get the hell outta here, said Kyle, softly, as they finally broke apart and Katya grabbed a tissue from the box on her desk to wipe her face. It was only a little after four but Kyle really didnt care, theyd worked more than their fair share of overtime in the past so he figured the captain owed them an early mark. Once Katya had cleaned herself up the two of them left their office and went across to the main desk to sign out for the day, at least they werent on emergency overnight call which meant they could just go home and stay there if they wanted. Leaving the squad room, they headed for the elevator, passing Devon and Mikey on the way. Hearing what went down in the hospital just made Katya shake her head. What had gotten into Bryan?? As always, she wanted to help him but she didnt know how. He didnt have any family that she knew of and had always seemed wedded to the job. If he didnt have that, what did he have? Hearing Kyles command she gave a nod and packed up her stuff. Normally she didnt but tonight Katyas was taking her tablet home with her. It had all the details of the current case and she wanted to work on a couple of thoughts she had been having. Look whos thinking theyre skipping out early! Devon laughed as the four stopped in the hallway. He and Kyle immediately launched into a discussion about baseball or rugby. Katya couldnt never keep them straight. Instead, she pulled Mikey off to the side. What can I do for you sweet pea? he asked, his eyes taking in the redness in hers. Bryan, she said softly. He did something really, really stupid. He doesnt like Kyle and he did... I cant go into details but something is up with him. The older man nodded in agreement. I noticed the lieutenant been extra tightly wrapped lately. Let me guess... He made a play against your betrothed? And it blew up in his face. Ive tried to talk to him before but he just says things are fine but.... Ill have a chat with him and see if I can find out whats what, capiche? Mikey wasnt friends with the LT, nobody outside of Katya really was, but they were of similar age. Maybe he could edge around and at least get a feel what was up. Actually he thought he had a clue.... Bryan was being the equivalent of a good old-fashion Italian father. No man was good enough for his little girl and even worse, they were living in sin and right under his nose! But he would see what he could do. Thank you, Katya gave him a kiss on each cheek. One is for you and the other is for your lovely bride. Mikey gave her a grin and then a gentle nudge towards Kyle. Take her out of here before I take her home myself. Katya gave the pair a wave as the elevator doors closed on her and Kyle. Chapter MaryBeth Anders was late for a study group the local library and so cut across Marquis Park. It was the shortest route but at night, the spookiest. What with all the trees and the widely spaced lights. The nineteen year old had done it several times before so wasnt too worried. Besides, she was sticking close to the sidewalk that was nearest to the road that ran through the park. Even at that hour there was a fair amount of traffic so it would be perfectly safe. She had gone to all the self-defense classes the college had offered and even had a can of pepper spray in her hand. Just in case. The mousy blonds head swiveled back and forth as she kept her situation awareness updated. The worst thing, Marybeth had been told in the classes, was to not pay attention to what was happening around you. So when the gloved hand clamped around her mouth and a strong arm wrapped around her body to pin her arms to her side. Then to lift her petite body off the ground to go into the deeper shadows she was more pissed than anything. She had done everything right! Unlike the others, he would not have the time to talk to her and convince her to agree that he knew best how to protect her. No, this one had to be punished for disobeying him. He would punish her by not protecting her. It hurt him dearly but it was for her own good! She needed him like she always had. He had watched out for her for so long and only wanted to save her from all the bad things that were out there. The things that still came to him in the middle of the night and reminded him during the day in the scars he showed no one. It had been so chaotic lately but he had learned how to protect her and that brought blessed silence to the screams he had heard. Her screams as they did....things to him.... No, her. did to her. Its for your own good Red, he whispered into the struggling girls ear. Oh he wanted to kiss her at least but he couldnt. Perhaps that was a punish to her as well. Now nobody can hurt you. I love you Red. Love you so much.... A knife point went into the side of her throat until it was fully in. Then it was pushed out to created a jagged but quite effective slice that ripped both carotid arteries. The spray of blood went forward on to the dark grass. In just a few seconds, it was over. He gently laid her on her back before slicing her abdomen open crossways. For her, it would be a way for her soul to escape the flesh and to eventually join him. As he brushed any tracks in the dirt away, he place a small red ribbon as a placeholder in one of her books that had partially spilled out of a bag. Then with a last, lingering look, he disappeared into the shadows.... Hey, sleepy, wake up, said Kyle, turning towards where Katya sat in the Camaros passenger seat as they waited at the stop light. He gave her a gentle shake to wake her, but she shook off his hand grumbling softly in her sleep as she settled back against the door and slumped a little lower in her seat. Within a few more seconds she was snoring softly. The light changed and Kyle eased his foot down on the gas, guiding the car back towards the precinct so they could sign out and go home to get some sleep. The past three days theyd pulled the night shift, working a stake out on a suspected drug smuggling ring, but with their own caseload mounting this was supposed to be their last night and theyd be back to their regular routine the next day. Guiding the car through the streets of downtown Willowburg, Kyle had to admit that it was nice not to have to negotiate so much traffic. This early in the morning most commuters were still at home and the Camaro was mostly sharing the road only with taxi cabs and a handful of police cruisers. Glancing at his watch he realized it was still a little early for them to be signing out, so he decided to head for a coffee shop to kill some time before they had to go back and sign out. Taking a left, onto Marquis Street, Kyle brought the car to a halt outside the Dunkin Donuts a few blocks ahead and killed the engine. Turning in his seat he saw that Katya was still sleeping and he gently brushed the hair away from her face and leant in to kiss her cheek softly, before he opened the door and stepped out onto the sidewalk. Lighting a cigarette, leaning back against the warm hood of the car, smoking before he dropped the butt onto the ground and crushed it out. Taking one last glance back at the car, Katya still seemed to be fast asleep, and he headed for the coffee shop. Emerging a few minutes later, carrying a tray with two Styrofoam cups and a bag of donuts, Kyle returned to the car, smiling to himself as he realized Katya was still asleep. Setting the coffee cups in the cup holders, he settled into his seat and took out a donut. They had time for breakfast before they had to get back to the precinct. Fifteen minutes later, still sitting in the car, Kyle had finished his donuts and was thinking about finally heading back to the precinct when the police band radio crackled into life. Attention all units! Attention all units! We have a code one eight seven in Marquis Park. Announced the voice of the police dispatcher, who paused for about thirty seconds before she repeated the message. This is Twenty Seven Zebra Henry, responding to the one eight seven in Marquis Park, said Kyle, as he picked up the radio mike. Gunning the engine he reached for the flashing light, sticking it on the dash in front of Katya as he flicked the switch to activate the cars siren. Huh, what...Im sorry, mamma, said Katya, blinking sleepily as the siren finally woke her from her doze. Pulling away from the curb, Kyle quickly filled her in as the car accelerated through the dozen or so blocks between the coffee shop and the park. Ahead they could see a couple of black and whites already parked by the main entrance to the park, a half dozen uniformed officers working to secure the area and cordon off the crime scene to prevent journalists and passersby from disturbing any evidence there might be. Braking the car to a halt, Kyle killed the siren, although the left the flight flashing, as he and Katya left the vehicle. As he exited, Kyle made sure he grabbed his coffee. Hanging his badge on a chain around his neck, Kyle led Katya as they headed towards where the uniformed officers were working. Spending a couple of minutes talking with the patrolmen, the two detectives were directed towards a small area that had been cordoned off with bright yellow Crime Scene tape. Reaching the area, the two detectives took a look around, checking out the area, both of them aware of the shroud covered mound inside the taped off area. Near the shroud they could see a dark book bag, with several books having partially spilled out of it. Having made a complete circuit of the taped off area, Kyle glanced towards one of the uniformed officers, who nodded, before he held the crime scene tape up for Katya before he ducked under it himself. Being careful where they put their feet, the two detectives approached the shrouded body and knelt down. Carefully Kyle lifted the top edge of the shroud, pulling it back just enough for them to get a good look at the victim. His sharp eyes took in the image, paying close attention to the ugly wound in her throat. After about a minute he glanced at Katya who nodded and he lowered the shroud once more, crossed himself quickly and then stood up. Nodding to Katya, the two of them ducked back under the tape and headed back towards the gathered police officers and cruisers. The reward for getting a search warrant that lead to a guilty plea in the previous murder case was stakeout duty. Being stuck in a car with Kyle was one thing but being stuck and watching for a deal that might never go down was another thing! They were so far removed from the action that they would be very lucky to catch it. Besides, it could happen so fast and be so casual they wouldnt notice. Katya had proposed a simple plan that would increase the chances of success. First, she would spend a day or two on the street. Either as a working girl or a homeless person. Someone would wouldnt stick out and could get a feel for the street. There was a nicely abandoned and partially burned out building that had a good view of everything. Kyle could sneak up there with a scoped rifle and camera to keep an eye on her and record things. He literally wouldnt move the time he got up there so as not to be noticed. Once done, they would go over everything they had found and set up a nice trap. Of course both the captain and Kyle turned it down as being too dangerous. When Katya had gone into Bryans office to grouse about it, he actually laughed. It was the first smile she had seen on his face in weeks! That got them talking about old cases and tactics and war stories. When Kyle had walked past the office and saw the LT yodeling and his fiance dancing he stopped and stared... We did a job as buskers. They paid us money to shut us up, Katya explained as she twirled about the office. Before she got out of the car at the scene, Katya switched lenses on the camera from the night scope to a regular with flash. CSU would be doing their own sweep but she always like to get her own shots. And she took a lot of them. First the wide area to get the settings then down to the body. Especially how the body was positioned and the wounds. Frak... she whispered. The girl, and she was, probably no more than ten years younger than she was. Katya hated that because it unnerved her a little. Until the ME and CSU released the scene they couldnt touch the body or anything else. A peek at the books gave a clue as to her age. That and the general location. College student Im guessing from the Psych books. Probably first or second year cuz theyre Intro to... and.... Katya looked around to get her bearings. Betcha she was off to the library too. Who found her? Kyle asked the uniforms. Two raised their hands. One of them looked a little green in the face. Probably his first murder he guess. The older of the two cleared his throat, We were doing drunk patrol and found her laying here. Didnt bother checking for a pulse because.... You know. Just covered her up with a sheet. With the way the girls throat was that was understandable. They normally do two or three runs through here at night. Anybody see anything unusual? Katya asked. She knew most patrols were done from the comfort of a car using a spot light. The uniforms were suppose to get out and walk it but if they didnt it was looked the other way. Yeah, second shift did a run through before the shift ended. Didnt see anything. We thought, well we thought she was sleeping because she looked so peaceful. She does, Katya agree softly. They would get the officers formal statement in a bit. First, she and Kyle moved off a little ways. Were about twenty feet from the sidewalk and thirty from the street. No signs of a struggle but the ME can tell us more. Pants looked intact so probably no sexual assault. Quick and quiet.