Crooked Cop & Mobster (closed)

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Name: Heather Leighton
Age: 28
Looks: http://static.tumblr.com/acd8ff38ee...t/tumblr_static_294g7vnyyuxwkcws8ws40o0wg.jpg
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About: Heather was a high up cop. She was a respected officer. People thought she was a great cop who implemented the law in everything she did but it wasn't true. She helped the Mob. One Mobster she had a very speacial relationship with. She gave him information and a lot more.

Heather like most Friday nights was going down to the apartment that she had for her meetings with her mobster. She was in her car which was a BMW. She was looking forward to a night with him. She enjoyed his company very much. She ran her fingers through her long hair. She was looking good and she knew it. She parked up and went into the apartment. She was the first there. She put her briefcase on the coffee table. She had a few things to discuss with him about his business and what the cops were planning to do. She kept him one step ahead of what was going to happen. They had a complicated relationship that was more than business they had a hot and fiery relationship. She had this secret part of her life that no one knew of. She was cop who had a relationship with a mobster. She poured two glasses of wine waiting for him to arrive.
 
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Name: Shane Callahan
Age: 33

Shane Callahan was moving up the ranks of the Irish mob, the most powerful crime syndicate in the city. Shane had been made a Lieutenant a year and a half earlier, getting to command a dozen or so soldiers below him. If things continued to go right for him, he would be Captain soon enough. And he had an advantage over his fellow mobsters with whom he competed for praise, and that came in the form of a sexy young cop named Heather Leighton.

Heather had come into Shane's life at the perfect time, and her capability of turning on her brothers and sisters in blue gave Shane's career the shot in the arm he so could have used. At first she doled out tips to different guys in the mob in exchange for some money or favors here and there. Eventually Shane became her only contact in the gang and sometimes money wasn't all she was after.

The young Lieutenant walked up to the apartment building and used the key that only one other person had. He walked up the stairs and opened the door. It was dark but he saw the two glasses of wine on the table and the seductive officer on the sofa.

"What a lovely surprise, Officer," Shane said dryly, his eyes narrowed as got close to her and drank from the glass of wine.
 
Heather had use to give information out to many people but not she only gave information out to Shane. They had a very close relationship. She had very deep feelings for him. She thought he was a very hot guy who she had a connection with. There was more than business to them.

"Oh hello Shane. How's my favourite mobster?" She said. She looked at him smiling. Her fingers ran through her hair. She was feeling very happy to see him. He was always her favourite part of the week. She tapped the seat next to her. "Sit down." She said. She sipped on her glass of wine.

She opened her briefcase. She got out her paperwork. She was looking through what she had to tell him. He sat down next to her. She stroked his leg. "Well I've got a bit to tell you. Firstly there's an undercover officer coming in to try and catch you boys out." She said sipping on her drink.

"His pretend name will be Ben Winters so do whatever you want to him. Secondly they have found out about the docks were you have shipments. In the next couple of weeks there going to try and catch you out." She said. She stroked his arm. "Have I done good this week?" She asked.
 
Shane watched her run her hand through her hair as she beckoned him to occupy the seat next to her on the couch. As she sipped on her wine slowly, he carried out her request and sat down next to her, leaning in close to get a whiff of her hair. She always smelled so good, and the familiar scent caused his finely tailored slacks to tighten.

He listened to her get straight to business. Each meeting they had she got him the important intel quicker and quicker. Shane appreciated the briskness of the business side of their meetings, because it gave him more time to allow his play with her to be a slow burn leading to an explosion.

As she fed him the information, he wrote it down on a notepad he kept with him. No digital record keeping for him as he was wary of just who could access devices like his phone. Shane closed up his pad and put it in his inside jacket pocket as Heather finished her briefing.

"Have I done good this week?" She asked.

"Of course," he said quietly, "that is if this all checks out. Now I have to tell you about some plans we have for next week, but you know the drill."

Shane's hand grasped the strap of her dress and he started to pull it down as he kissed her, tasting the intoxicating mix of her lipstick and the wine.

"I need to see you're not wearing a wire," Shane said sternly.
 
Heather watched Shane take notes on what she told him. She was always quick at feeding him information. She got the business out the way so they were was more time for fun. "Come on have I ever given you fake information? I'm always on point and you know it." She said.

She knew what the drill was when he told her he had te her about some plans. His hand moved to the strap pf her dress. He pushed the strap down. He kissed her. "Yes Shane I know what the drill is. I'm always willing to show you there is no wires. I'm a good girl would never betray you." She said.

She pulled off her dress leaving herself in http://hosted.vouchercodes.co.uk/p/annsummers_briefs_may10.png and her hot heels. She stood up before him. "Need me to lose the rest so you know I have no wire?" She asked. She pushed her hair back off her chest. She smiled at him.
 
Shane finished his glass of wine when Heather stood up to reveal her nearly nude body to the gangster. He set the glass calmly on the table and stood up himself. He walked to the other side of the room to where the bar was. He opened a bottle of Irish whiskey and poured a splash into the low ball glass. He took a sip and drank about half of his pour.

With the warm feeling the whiskey going down his throat provided him, Shane lifted the suit jacket he was wearing from his shoulders and tossed it on a nearby chair. He then grabbed his drink from the bar and held it with his left hand and he turned his gaze to his partner in deception, the sexy cop vulnerable yet dangerous at the same time in nothing but blue lingerie.

Shane took another sip and held up his right hand to her, the back of his hand facing her. He beckoned her with his finger, "Get over here...now."
 
Shane put his glass on the table and he moved over to the other side of the room. He was drinking his whiskey. Heather watched him take his jacket off. She stood their confidently in her bra and panties. He gazed over at her. She smiled at him. She was so happy to be with him.

He was sipping at his drink. He made a come hither motion and he told to get over to him now. She smiled at him. Her fingers moved through her hair looking at him. She began walking over to him. "You want me?" She asked. She moved to stand by him. She stroked his chest softly.

She looked into his eyes. She leaned in and kissed him passionately. "You know your all that has got me through this week. You've been the only thing I've thought about it." She said. She moved her arms round his neck. She kissed him passionately. Her tongue played with his.
 
Shane felt almost god-like when Heather acted and talked to him like that. Not only was she a stunner with a penchant for bad boys, but she had rejected any of the other guys in the gang, saying they weren't up to par for her. Only Shane was the one who was able to get her into bed. On top of that, she had been a pretty damn good cop, but eventually Shane was able to persuade her to go dirty in more ways than one.

Their tongues probed each other as Shane started to unbutton his shirt before throwing it on top of his jacket. His hands then moved to caress Heater's hips as he stood in his wife beater and dress slacks, his Celtic inspired tattoos which covered his body were visible to the woman who had much the same hold on him as he had on her.

"You know your all that has got me through this week. You've been the only thing I've thought about it."

"Aside from work, all I could think about was you too," he told her breaking the kiss.

"And this," he said moving his lips to the top of her breast.

"This," he said while moving a hand around to her ass and cupping it.

"And especially this," his hand then cupped her crotch over her panties, and he pushed against it wedging some of the fabric inside of her.
 
He took off his shirt and threw it on top of his jacket. His hands caressed at her hips. She smiled at him. She loved his tattoos. She looked into his eyes. She stroked his chest softly. She leaned in and kissed him passionately. Her hands were all over his chest. Her body was up close to him. She moved her fingers through her hair. She brushed her hair behind her ears as she smiled at him.

"Oh yeah, have you been having lots of dirty thoughts of me?" She said. She grinned at him. His moved his lips to her boob and kissed it. His hands cupped her ass and then her pussy through her panties. She was so wet for him. She was grinned at him. She leaned in and kissed him. "I want you so much. You own all of me. " She said.

She stroked his back softly. She looked into his eyes. "You know what I want, I want this." She said moving her hand onto his cock. She slowly slipped down onto her knees. She pulled his cock out. She stroked his leg. She took his cock head in her mouth and sucked softly. She was beginning to move her mouth down his cock.
 
As she sucked on the head of his cock, Shane closed his eyes and tilted his head up toward the ceiling. He loved when she got dirty and talked about how much power she he had over her. That's what the business he was in was all about, power. That's why he did what he did, to gain a little bit of influence. That's why he carried out the orders he was given by his bosses, because they were on top and he was striving to get there...well at least sometimes.

As Heather eagerly kissed and licked her way up and down his cock, Shane thought about her desire and devotion. It was clear she was willing to sell out her profession for nothing close to equal on his part. Maybe the racket wasn't where he belonged, but with her.

The sensation of her mouth over took him and he was running his hand through her hair. He twisted it around his hand and pulled her hair. "That's right baby,"he moaned, "suck down that fucking cock."
 
She use to be a cop who followed all the rules but meeting him changed her. He stole her heart. She liked his naughty ways. It was a turn to be with a powerful man. What he did actually turned her on. She would give up everything to be with him. His head went back and his eyes closed as she sucked.

He ran his hand through her hair. She looked up at him. He twisted her hair around his hand. He was pulling at her hair. He was moaning out as she was sucking at his cock. He told her that's right baby, suck it down. She stroked his leg softly. She looking into his eyes. She had eyes full of lust for him.

She was sucking him deep into her mouth. She took him fully into her mouth. She sucked hard on his cock. She kept her mouth down on his cock as she sucked hard. She stroked his balls softly. She was sucking him hard as her fingers massaged at his balls softly.
 
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