Page 68 of Red Snow
Detective Jarrod Granger
“SO, I KINDof got the feeling that I upset you this morning.”
I pull off the harness holding my guns and toss it on the chair that I just set my coat on. Brandi looks phenomenal tonight, with a gray pantsuit that seems to enhance how sexy her thick body is. When I saw her downstairs, I was shocked that she was here, because she hadn’t told me she was coming. So, it was a surprise, and as I watched her get out of the car, I thought about all the stuff Marcus told me this morning on our way to Eagle River, and I realized that seeing Brandi was a very pleasant surprise.
I know she’s referring to our text conversation from this morning, when she said something about being more fun than my previous girlfriends, and I’m not sure how to answer. Yeah, it freaked me out and kind of annoyed me when she said it, but I’m not going to tell her that. I’m not trying to hurt her feelings, for one, and secondly, I don’t want to feel the way I felt this morning. I want to feel the way Marcus does, and I can’t do that if I’m holding on to a love that doesn’t want me anymore. So the question is, what do I say to Brandi?
“It didn’t upset me,” I begin as I sit down on my coach, and she does the same, pushing her curly hair behind her back. “I’m not sure how it made me feel.”
“Look, I know you said you don’t do the boyfriend thing, or whatever. When I said that this morning, I wasn’t saying I was going to be your girlfriend, or that I even wanted to be.”
“I know. Like I said, I’m not even really sure what I thought when I read it,” I tell her. “I’ve just been through a lot lately, and I’m always so busy with work. I’m just all over the place, all the time, and I have a lot of my own shit to fix.”
“And that’s fine, Jarrod,” Brandi replies, placing her hand on top of my knee. “I told you, I’m busy, too. You saw how late I got done with work the other night, and I have another early morning tomorrow. I understand being busy, so I think you can relax. I’m not trying to get the label of being your girlfriend, but I do enjoy spending time with you. You’re a good guy, and you’re an even better fuck. Let’s not make it any bigger than that, okay?”
I let her words wash over me as I analyze them. She seems genuine. I’ve had other women tell me the same type of stuff to my face, only to show in their actions later that they really want me to be their man. Brandi, though, seems like she might be keeping it real with me, and that’s an intriguing thought. Here’s a woman who’s just as busy as I am, and claims to not be looking for commitment, just like me. It seems like the perfect setup for a guy like me. A guy who’s too busy to have a relationship, but never too busy to fuck you like a goddamn monster. Even with the girlfriend scare this morning, I have to admit Brandi is pretty awesome.
“You’re a cool chick, you know that?” I reply with a smile.
“Yeah, I know,” she quips with a flirtatious grin.
“I think you’re right. We don’t have to label anything, and as long as we keep going down the path we’re on, I think we’ll be good. Because I like spending time with you, too. You’re a cool person to hang with, and your pussy is off the fucking charts!”
Brandi and I share a big laugh together, then she moves her hand up my leg a little and gives me that look.
“So, how was your day arresting people?” she asks.
“Not good,” I admit. “We didn’t get the guy. Not yet, at least.”
“That’s too bad. Is it a manhunt now?”
“Fucking right, and we’re going to catch him. I hope it’s me who does it, because I might break his fucking arms and legs before I bring him in.”
“Geez, you’re so badass, Detective Granger.”
Her hand moves further up my leg and is now only a couple of inches from my growing cock.
“You already know,” I reply, locking eyes with her.
“So would you say you had a bad day? Was it a little stressful when you went to get him and realized he was gone?”
“Of course. It pissed me the hell off.”
“Oh yeah? Perfect.”
“What? Why is that perfect?”
“Because now I get to help you relax. Let’s start with a drink. Is that cool?”
“Cool.”
I get up from the couch and walk into the living room to get the glasses, but once I’m standing in front of the cabinet, I hear Brandi climb off of the couch.
“Actually, I changed my mind,” she says as she follows me into the kitchen and stops in front of me. Suddenly, she drops to her knees and starts undoing my pants. “I think I’d rather start with this.”
Within seconds, Brandi has my pants around my ankles and my cock in her mouth. I suck in a big breath of air as the sensation hits me, and have to slam my hands on the marble countertop just to steady myself.
This woman sucks dick like she has a Bachelor’s degree in blowjobs. She uses her hands and mouth at the same time, sucking with her thick lips and using twisting strokes with her hands. It’s enough to make me blow my load all over her face right now, but she can sense my tension and slows down enough to let me descend, before starting back up again.
