C17: Case Closed: Desire vs. Duty
[Lanie's apartment]
Lanie sat nestled between Travis's legs in the warm, bubbling water of her bathtub, her back resting comfortably against his chest. His erect cock pressed firmly along her spine, while his left hand rested possessively on her stomach and his right hand moved with slow, teasing circles over her clit. She let her head fall back against his shoulder, eyes half-closed in pleasure as the steam rose around them.
'Feels so good,' She thought as a little moan escaped her lips.
Travis kissed the side of her neck, his lips warm and lingering, then gently nibbled on her earlobe, drawing a soft sigh from her. The hot water lapped gently against their skin with every small shift of their bodies.
"Going slow, are we?" Lanie murmured, her voice husky with arousal as she arched slightly into his touch.
"You don't seem to hate it," Travis whispered against her ear, his breath sending a shiver down her spine.
"Mhmm~ Even I love slow stimulation every now and then," Lanie replied.
He slid one finger inside her pussy, earning a soft, breathy moan from her lips as her inner walls clenched around the intrusion.
"One more," she breathed, pressing her hips down to take him deeper.
"With pleasure," Travis replied, adding a second finger and curling them slowly while his thumb continued its steady rhythm on her clit. He kept kissing and nibbling along her neck, savoring the way her body responded to every movement.
Lanie moaned louder this time, her hands gripping his thighs under the water as pleasure built steadily inside her. The combination of his fingers working her pussy and the hot water swirling around them made her feel deliciously overwhelmed in the best way. She rocked her hips gently, riding his hand while his hard cock throbbed against her back, reminding her exactly how much he wanted her.
Travis increased the pace just a little, thrusting his fingers deeper while keeping the pressure on her clit firm and consistent. He loved the way she felt around him, hot, wet, and tight, her moans growing more urgent with every passing second. The bathroom filled with the sounds of water sloshing softly and her increasingly ragged breathing.
Lanie turned her head slightly, capturing his mouth in a messy, heated kiss as her orgasm started to crest. She broke away just enough to gasp against his lips. He kept fingering her for another minute nonstop.
"I'm close... don't stop."
Travis didn't stop. He kept fingering her pussy with steady, deliberate strokes, his other hand sliding up to cup one of her breasts and pinch her nipple lightly. The dual sensations pushed her right over the edge.
Lanie came with a loud moan, her pussy clenching rhythmically around his fingers as waves of pleasure rolled through her body. She trembled against him, thighs shaking under the water while he continued to work her through every pulse until she finally slumped back against his chest, breathing hard.
Travis kissed her cheek softly, his fingers still buried inside her as the aftershocks faded.
"Feel better?" he asked with a low chuckle.
Lanie let out a satisfied hum and reached back to wrap her fingers around his thick cock, stroking him slowly under the water.
"Much better," she replied, turning her head to look at him with heavy-lidded eyes. "I never had an orgasm this fast in my life."
Travis pulled his fingers out of her slowly, letting her feel every inch slide free. He then cupped both of her breasts and gave them firm, possessive squeezes, rolling her nipples between his thumbs and fingers while his lips brushed her ear.
"Imagine what my tongue can do to this sweet pussy if my fingers already make you shake like that," he murmured, twisting her nipples a bit harder.
Lanie let out a soft, breathless laugh and stood up in the tub, water cascading down her body in shining rivulets. She glanced back over her shoulder with a wicked little smirk that promised trouble.
"There's only one way to find out," she said.
She moved over and sat on the wide edge on the other side, spreading her legs wide, so he had a perfect view of her glistening pussy. Travis's eyes locked onto her wet folds immediately, dark hunger flashing across his face as he watched a drop of her arousal slide down her inner thigh.
'Shit! She's freaking addictive,' He thought.
Lanie reached down and spread her pussy lips open for him with two fingers, exposing her swollen clit and the slick pink entrance that still fluttered from her recent orgasm.
"Show me what that tongue of yours can do," She said as she ran a finger over her slit before licking it.
Travis moved forward in the water like a man possessed. He settled between her spread thighs, gripped her hips to hold her steady, and as he was about to eat her...
...Ring Ring!
His phone began to ring in his pants pocket on the floor.
"Ah! Crap. It's from the uniforms following our suspect," He stood up with a sigh. "Sorry, babe, gotta take it."
"Different ringtone?" Lanie asked. She looked disappointed. 'Darn it! Just when he was about to rock my world.'
Travis got out of the tub and grabbed his phone from the pile of clothes on the floor. Water dripped from his body onto the tiles as he answered the call. "Yeah. Wilson here."
The uniform on the other end sounded tense but professional. "Detective, we followed Sarah Kline like you asked. She drove straight to the harbor and met someone in a dark hoodie near one of the old piers. We couldn't get a clear look at the guy's face from our position, but they were talking fast and looking around, as if they were worried about being watched. Then Ethan Mercer's boss, David Hargrove, showed up out of nowhere. He pulled a gun and forced both Sarah and the hoodie guy into his car. We tailed them without lights and they just pulled up at the New York Blood Center on West 57th."
Travis wiped water from his face with his free hand while his mind shifted into high gear. "Stay put and keep an eye out. Do not move in unless things turn violent. I'm on my way right now. If anything gets out of hand before I reach there, call it in immediately and request backup."
He ended the call. Lanie was still sitting on the edge of the tub with her legs spread, watching him with a mix of frustration and understanding.
"Work?" she asked as she stood up and got down.
"Big time," Travis replied as he placed the phone on the sink. "Sarah just met someone at the harbor and now her boss has them both at gunpoint and took them to the blood bank. This whole disappearance just got a lot more interesting."
Lanie stepped closer and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. "Go be a hero, Detective. Just don't get yourself shot before you finish what you started here tonight."
Travis pulled her against him for a moment longer, his hand sliding down to squeeze her ass. "Promise to eat you up like there is no tomorrow after I solve this mess."
"I'll keep the bed warm," She kissed him again. "Now, go."
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[10 minutes later]
After informing Ryan, Travis pushed the bike hard through the night traffic, weaving between cars and running yellow lights whenever he could. His mind raced ahead of him the whole way. The pieces were starting to click together in a way that made the staged apartment scene look like amateur hour. Ethan had been siphoning money, collecting his own blood for weeks, and now his boss was holding Sarah and some mystery guy at gunpoint inside the blood bank. Whatever was happening tonight had been building for months.
He killed the engine a block away from the blood center and approached on foot, staying in the shadows. Ryan's text came through as he got closer: Already here. Side entrance. Uniforms have surrounded the place. Hargrove's car is in the back lot.
Travis met Ryan near the side entrance.
"How do you want to play this?" Ryan asked.
"Stealth," Travis replied as he activated his body cam. "You might want to use the camera for this one. Considering David's status, he probably got an entire lineup of lawyers. So, we're gonna need hard evidence to put him behind bars for good."
"Where did you get that?" Ryan asked, confused,
"You didn't sign up for the trial phase?" Travis raised an eyebrow.
"Trial phase? When?"
"Ah! Nevermind. My body cam should be enough."
Both men drew their glocks and moved quietly toward the building. Travis picked the lock, and they went inside. Inside, the waiting area was dark except for a single light coming from the back labs.
They heard voices echoing down the hallway. Hargrove sounded angry and scared at the same time.
"You thought you could just take the money and run, Ethan? After everything I've done for you?"
Travis and Ryan exchanged a quick look and advanced slowly, guns up. They reached the doorway to the main processing room and peeked inside through the gap.
Ethan Mercer stood in the center of the room next to Sarah, both of them looking pale. Hargrove held the gun on them, his hand shaking slightly.
Ethan tried to keep his voice steady. "David, it's not what you think. I was going to pay it back."
David's voice cracked with raw fury as he jabbed the gun barrel toward Ethan's chest. "I want my money right now or else I'll drain your blood and carve out your organs and sell them on the black market. Even your skeletons will find their places in some medical lab somewhere."
Ethan raised both hands slowly, his face pale under the harsh lab lights while Sarah stood frozen beside him, eyes wide with terror. "David, calm down. It's not what you think. I was going to pay it back. We were in this together from the start. You think I'll betray you after everything?"
Hargrove laughed bitterly and took a step closer, the gun never wavering. "Together? You got greedy, you little shit. We had a perfect scam running on those elderly clients. Convincing them to pour their retirement savings into our fake high-yield funds, skimming off the top for years while they thought they were getting rich. We were supposed to disappear together after a few more years once we had enough. But you got greedy and tried to scam me too. You siphoned off an extra two hundred grand behind my back and planned to vanish with your filthy bitch while I took the fall. Even the cops are digging around. How long do you think they'll take to find the truth?"
Travis and Ryan stayed low in the doorway, guns steady, watching every movement. Travis signaled Ryan to stay quiet and keep recording on the body cam.
"Please don't do this," Sarah begged with teary eyes.
"Give me some time, please," Ethan begged.
Hargrove's face twisted with rage. "Too late? You drained your own blood for weeks just to fake that pathetic kidnapping scene so you could run with my cut. I caught you moving the last of the funds this afternoon. Now you're both coming with me. I'll bleed you dry right here in this lab and you know the rest."
He raised the gun higher, finger tightening on the trigger.
Travis kicked the door open fully and stepped inside with his Glock raised. "NYPD! Drop the weapon, Hargrove. It's over."
Hargrove spun toward the sound, eyes wild with panic. The gun swung wildly between Ethan and the detectives. "Stay back! This doesn't concern you cops. These two stole from me. I'm just taking back what's mine."
Ryan moved in from the side, voice calm but firm. "Put the gun down now. We heard everything. The scam on the elderly clients, the extra money Ethan skimmed, the staged disappearance. You're done. Drop it before someone gets hurt."
Ethan tried to edge toward the door but froze when Hargrove pointed the gun back at his head. "David, please."
Travis kept his aim steady on Hargrove's center mass. "You pull that trigger and you're looking at murder charges on top of the fraud. And considering your age..." He made a face with side nods. "Humm... You won't survive prison. Oh, by the way, this place is surrounded. So, nowhere to run."
He took a step forward slowly. "So, what's it gonna be, Mr. David? Surrender or shoot them and I'll shoot you. The choice is yours."
For a tense second, Hargrove's hand trembled. His eyes darted between Ethan, Sarah, and the two detectives. Sweat beaded on his forehead under the bright lab lights.
Sarah whispered, voice breaking. "Ethan, tell him the truth."
Ethan's shoulders slumped. "David… I'm sorry. I got scared. The clients were starting to ask questions. I panicked and tried to take everything. But we can still fix this. Just put the gun down."
Hargrove's face hardened one last time. "Too late for sorry."
He started to squeeze the trigger.
Travis fired first.
Bang! Bang!
The shots caught Hargrove in the elbow and shoulder, spinning him backward. "Gaahh!!!" The gun flew from his hand and clattered across the tile floor. Ryan rushed forward and kicked it away while Travis moved in fast, tackling Hargrove to the ground and cuffing his wrists behind his back.
"David Hargrove, you're under arrest for fraud, conspiracy, and attempted murder," Travis said as he tightened the cuffs. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."
Ryan cuffed Ethan and Sarah as well, reading them their rights while uniforms poured in from the side entrance.
Hargrove groaned in pain on the floor, blood soaking through his suit jacket. "You have no idea how much money those old fools poured into us. Millions. And he tried to take it all."
Ethan stared at the floor, defeated.
Travis stood up, breathing steady, and looked at Ryan. "We've got the whole confession on body cam. A fraud ring targeting elderly investors, internal betrayal, a blood bank running black-market trades, and a very messy attempt to disappear. Should make for a nice clean wrap-up."
"I hate scums like these," Ryan said with a disgusted expression.
Travis looked down at Hargrove, Sarah and Ethan. The pieces had finally clicked into place. The staged blood scene, the secret bonuses, the blood bank visits, the greedy partner. Everything had been about money and betrayal from the start.
He wiped a hand across his face and allowed himself a small, satisfied smile.
"Another one down," he muttered under his breath.
"Fuck! Call an ambulance. I'm fucking bleeding out," David groaned in pain.
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