Detecting Lust: An Erotic Detective Novel (Sin Book 1)

  Detecting Lust (Sin #1)

  an erotic detective novel

  Mikey Lee

  L. Woods, LLC

  Contents

  Copyright

  Dedication

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Acknowledgments

  About the Author

  Copyright © 2016 by Mikey Lee

  All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

  Cover Designer: Shanoff Formats

  Editor: Heather Roberts

  To Heather

  “Coming home to Nancy was like coming out of the cold into a warm room with a fireplace.”

  “We haven’t been careless with the treasure that is ours – namely what we are to each other.”

  “I think it’s all too common in marriage that, no matter how much partners love each other, they don’t thank each other enough. And I suppose I don’t thank Nancy enough for all that she does for me. So, Nancy, in front of all your friends here today, let me say, thank you for all you do. Thank you for your love. And thank you for just being you.”

  “(Nancy can) make me lonely just by leaving the room.”

  - Ronald Regan, about Nancy Regan

  Chapter One

  The sound of trickling water hitting the shower floor softly eased into Zee’s ears. Before even opening her eyes from her sex induced coma, Zee knew that it was Seth taking a shower after his morning workout.

  Seth felt the eyes of Zee staring at his body while the steaming water hit the top of his head and ran down his face. Hands suddenly wrapped around him from behind, and fingernails ran down his chest.

  “Good morning, honey,” Zee mumbled while grabbing ahold of his cock, giving it a few strokes and tugs.

  “Hey baby.” Seth flexed his arms that were still pushed against the wall under the shower head. His biceps were ripped and his veins were pumped after his workout. “Did you sleep well?”

  Zee paused from kissing Seth’s back and admired his back muscles. They were strong and they rippled with every move he made. They were sexual. Insomuch that every time she saw his back, she wanted to have sex with him. “Amazing.”

  Suddenly, Seth spun around and pushed her against the shower wall, grasping her ass with one hand and cupping her tit with the other. Leaning down he kissed and nibbled on Zee’s neck, working his way up to her ear. Goose bumps shot down Zee’s body, making her knees slightly buckle.

  With her lips quivering, she whispered, “You have time for this before work?”

  “I’ll make it in time baby, no worries,” Seth said, with an earlobe in his teeth.

  He picked her up and braced her body firmly against the wall, throwing her leg over his shoulder, ready to extend his morning workout. Lifting her body higher, he grabbed her full ass with each hand and brought her clit to his tongue. After this morning’s session Seth was pumped and lifting Zee’s 115-pound body was like dead lifting a pillow. Going in for a taste he licked her pussy slowly, separating her vertical lips with his mouth.

  Zee slapped her hands against the shower walls, desperately trying to dig her fingers into any crevice she could find to keep her balance. She squirmed and pushed her now soaking wet pussy lips deeper into Seth’s face, beginning to feel the heat rise in her belly and her legs start to tingle.

  Flicking his tongue up and down her clit like Sugar Ray Leonard on the speed bag, Seth worked his tongue inside her hole, then slowly moved his tongue upward, occasionally going in a circle motion to help relax his jaw.

  Moaning incoherently, Zee’s brain faltered, “I haven’t even brushed my teeth yet.”

  Seth eyed her from below, momentarily removing his mouth from her clit, “And I haven’t gotten my fill of your taste yet.”

  With every one of her moans and every twitch of her hips, his cock got harder and harder. God, I can’t wait to sink my cock in this pussy. Breathless, Zee echoed his thoughts, “I want your cock inside me. Now.”

  Licking Zee’s juices as they dripped off her pussy lips, Seth slowly lowered her body down. Sliding his kisses up her body as her back slipped down the shower tiles, he cupped her legs, throwing a leg over each forearm. He slid his now rock hard cock into her sopping tight pussy and found heaven. “Fuckkkkkk.”

  Seth began 115-pounds curls up and down on his cock. Staring into her eyes, he started working out his abs by thrusting his dick deeper and deeper with every pump. Every curl downward increased the depth until he was practically thrusting into her soul. Zee’s head started to thrash back and forth and her legs began to quiver. Yes, baby. Come for me.

  “Seth!” Zee screamed. Her orgasm flooded her and she came so hard she squeezed the base of his dick.

  Zee felt every inch of Seth’s cock stabbing at what felt like her esophagus. Zee grabbed Seth in a bear hug, totally spent. She wasn’t even sure if she could stand on her own now, and she kissed him hard, both breathing heavy into each other.

  One last thrust and Seth knew he was ready to explode; one more power curl up, he pulled out, coming hard, shooting onto the shower wall. Throbbing uncontrollably, his dick tapped against Zee’s butt cheeks.

  Adjusting his tie, Seth walked into the bathroom while Zee blow-dried and brushed her hair. Her body shined with water droplets covering her body.

  “Still believe in air drying huh?” Who was he kidding; he loved watching that magnificent body walk around naked.

  “Whatcha gonna do today, baby?” He asked tightening his tie around his neck.

  “I’m going shopping, going to pick some stuff up.” Zee said, speaking up enough just to be louder than the blow dryer. “I love that knot you wear, that Eldridge knot with always the perfect dimple. Why don’t you ever wear something like the classic full Windsor?”

  Seth cough-laughed, “Because I’m under the age of 300, that’s why.”

  Zee’s eyes squint, “HEY! My father wears a Windsor.”

  Seth winked through the mirror, smirking, “Yeah, I know.” He bent over to kiss her neck and leaned into her ear, “I’m off to work, see you later baby-cakes.”

  She gazed back through the mirror as Seth walked out of the bathroom. Damn, I love that suit on him. That’s basically suit porn right there.

  Just as Seth opened the door to the unmarked squad car, he heard Zee through the bedroom window above the garage. “Honey, remember we have dinner with my sister tonight!”

  He looked up only to find her standing there naked as hell with the shades and blinds wide open.

  “Got it.” He gave her the thumbs up as he looked up at her, “Got it baby.” Shaking his head, he got into the car. That girl is definitely not embarrassed about her body, and damn those are the most perfect tits I’ve ever seen.

  Chapter Two

  The drive into the Department was so much bett
er than nine months ago. Making the change from being a beat cop to Detective was so much better. Sure, the pay was better, but the freedom of being able to make his own hours trumped all. Do I have time? She asked me… I’ll make time; I’m not restricted to shift time anymore. Working for the Special Victims Unit now was cool, not so cool that Seth dealt with rape victims; but cool in the sense that it was a big city, three community colleges, and four big named Universities all cramped together; there’s no shortage of cases to deal with, and Seth basically made his own hours. He never would have thought this was what he would end up doing. After his time in the Marine Corps, he was sure he’d be working as a mall security guard dealing with teenage shoplifters.

  And Zee… damn I lucked out! Seth never imagined that he would ever hook up with such a hottie like that in a bar. He especially didn’t plan on marrying the chick that grabbed his ass to get his attention. But you know, what’s a guy to do when the hottest chick he’d ever seen grabbed his ass?

  Seth suddenly remembered dinner with Zee’s sister. God, Faith and Zee couldn’t be anymore different. Zee being the nymphomaniac that she was and Faith being the church going, bible-thumping woman that she was. Faith’s idea of a short skirt was a dress that barely showed the top of her socks. And her husband William—not Rob, or Will, or even Bob…but William—Seth never understood why William found it so necessary to practice his sermons on him. Like he was going to quit his job and join him as a pastor at their church. Faith and William lived in a world where even if their own daughter were to get raped, they would call it God’s will. It’s like they attended the church of Sarah Palin or something. It was fine to have faith, but the level they took it to was just idiotic.

  Aww, you know its always going to be a good day when I pull into the precinct and see that Honda Civic in the parking lot. It belongs to our latest desk Sergeant, still haven’t quit got her name, but it’s still nice to see her smile and the biggest set of tits crammed under a bullet proof vest… GOD! Let them puppy’s breath girl. The bonus to it all, I can totally feel her eye-fucking me as I walk by. Seth may be a married man, but he doesn’t wear a wedding ring, for fear that suspects would potentially use that against him, and he’s still a man. He can look.

  Walking in, Seth saw Detective Moore sitting at his desk with a young woman and sighed. Fuck. as much as I love my job I really hate all the fuckin’ dirt bags in this world that I get the wonderful privilege to deal with.

  “Oh good, you’re here.” Detective Moore said sounding relieved. Mostly because he had nothing else to ask or talk about to this victim. “Jennifer Jewels, this is Detective Lane with our SVU division, if there’s anyone here that can help you bring this guy to justice, Detective Lane is your guy.”

  What an insensitive fucking bastard Moore is. The last thing this poor girl wants to hear is how great some guys are in the world after being raped by one. Dumbass.

  “Thank you Moore for that intro.” Seth noted with his back turned to the victim so only Moore could see the glare coming from his eyes. “I’m sure I can take it from here.” Seth said sarcastically, which really meant to get the fuck out of his office. He turned and softened his face to look at Jennifer.

  “How are you feeling Ms. Jewels, can I start off with getting you something to drink?” Seth asked while reaching his hand out to shake.

  “No, no thank you. Maybe later. I just want to get started so we’re not wasting any time catching him,” Jen said and started to shiver.

  Chapter Three

  “Ms. Jewels, let me say first of all, I can’t even imagine how or what you’re feeling right now; nor am I even going to pretend too.” Seth spoke softly, with a bit of bass in his voice.

  “Is there someone else you would like to be here with you while you assist me in catching this scum bag? Do you have a friend, sister, boyfriend…someone you trust for support, while you answer some questions for me?”

  “No one I can think of at the moment.” She nervously responded. “I would really like to just get started and get this over with.”

  “There are some things we need to talk about for sure, but I'd like to bring in another officer to sit here with you. Seeing as how I’m a male…” Seth motioned to the desk sergeant who was always gazing over at his office to get a peek at his butt. Always knew these glass walls would come in handy, but damn there’s never any privacy when I need to readjust myself.

  “Ms. Jewels, I would like you to call me Seth… Detective Lane just seems so impersonal.”

  The desk sergeant, jumping on the opportunity to spend two seconds with Seth, damn near sprinted to his office door.

  “And…” Seth motioned for her to come in, “this is Sergeant…”

  “Just call me Ashley,” she said, reaching out to shake Jen’s hand.

  “You guys don’t have to continue to call me Ms. Jewels. Just call me Jen.”

  “Ok, Jen,” Seth said, trying to infuse his voice with a soothing tone, “Since you’ve expressed how eager you are in getting started, let me start off by sharing with you how I operate. Also, I want you to know… I will catch this guy. I promise you that.” Seth tried his best not to grind his teeth at the end. He managed to regroup and reign in his anger before looking back at Jen.

  “Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself?” He decided to start with the easy questions first. Sort of as a way to ease his way into conversation and hopefully build a camaraderie with Jen. Ashley sat down next to Jen and Seth sat behind his desk, then pulled out a note pad.

  “What would you like to know?” Jen tentatively asked, a little dumbfounded by his question.

  “Well the more I know about you, the more it will help me understand what happened. I work a bit differently than most detectives. I'm whatcha can call, a McDonalds detective. While other detectives are still firing up their grills, my customers are already out the door, or in this case in handcuffs. I’m not really interested in the politically correct ways of doing things… I feel they waste time. And time isn’t something we have. Especially because getting this guy off the streets will help you move on with your life.”

  “I get it.” Jen said softly. She saw just how much Seth cared and truly wanted to catch this guy. She wasn’t interested in having this process drawn out any longer anyway, so she felt lucky that they put Seth on her case.

  “Well, I’m a student at the Mountain University studying law. I’m a 2L.” Jen started speaking confidently like she was at a job interview.

  Seth’s tone and open tact helped Jen open up.

  “2L… meaning you’re in your second year law school? This is great, so you actually understand the law and how the criminal justice system works.” Seth said with excitement.

  “So… Jen…what kinds of things have you done in the past month or so that stand out in your mind?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Hmm… well you see most victims such as yourself.” Seth paused for a moment, not wanting to offend her. “This is usually a premeditated crime. More often than none the victims know or have had some kind of contact with their assailant. Where do you think you may have met or I should say encountered Senōr Douche Bag before the attack?”

  Jen chuckled and then coughed like she wasn’t supposed to laugh at the situation she’s in, but Seth made the atmosphere seem just so comfortable. Jen really felt safe and was now willing to open up and talk about what happened despite the scars left by her traumatic experience.

  The way that Seth presented himself to Jen made her feel like she was part of the team and not a victim. After that, the conversation really took off. Jen explained more about herself and Seth listened, jotting down the occasional notes.

  “You know what? I could really use a cup of coffee right about now,” Jen said with a bit more confidence in her voice.

  “Absolutely, that is a fantastic idea. Would you care for a cup of good ol’ fashion police station tar that they call coffee, or would you like to go somewhere else? We can go t
o that new coffee house down the street and chat there if you’d like?” Seth responded. Frankly, he was dying for a cup of coffee himself.

  “It is kind of cramped in here… it would be kind of nice to get out in the fresh air.” Jen replied.

  “Great… Ashley why don’t you and Jen head on outside, I’m going to tell Detective Moore to find someone to cover the front desk for you.”

  Chapter Four

  The trio sipped on their coffees and huddled around one of those small coffee house tables outside, and Jen really began to open up and talk. She explained that her studying took up most of her time and she didn’t really go out as much as she would like to with her peers, but she was fine with that.

  Seth jotted down any bit of information that might be helpful later on. The notepad starting to run out of space, and he was relieved to know that he had brought a back up notepad and the case file.

  “Jen, do you think you’re about ready to start talking about the incident that happened last night?”

  Jen gave a long sigh, “Sure,” she said while staring into her coffee. Seth really didn’t want to press her too hard, but he needed this information directly from her even though she had probably already told a few officers and the hospital staff.

  “Let me ask you, do you think you may have met this guy before?”

  “I’m not really sure… but there was something somewhat familiar. I mean, I know I’ve met him somewhere, I just don’t know where.” Jen shifted her eyes from her coffee to the sidewalk.

  “Are you on any internet dating sites?”

  “Oh no…I hardly have time to fill out the questionnaires let alone actually go out on a date.” Jen replied like I just asked her how much porn she watched. “The only time I’ve ever met anyone on from the internet is when I sold something on GregsList.com” Jen stated.