Free HiT 149: Anna Brookes First Chapter by Margaret McHeyzer Page A

I almost came by the way you spoke about me to her. Fuck Anna. I need you right now. Please come home with me. I need to be inside you”
    “Thank you for a lovely evening Ben,” I start saying but he cuts me off.
    “Not this shit again Anna. What the fuck? You really didn’t feel that?” He is struggling to contain himself.
    “Ben, going home with you is not us taking time. I’ll see you for lunch tomorrow” I start walking back to my car. Ben stands in his spot for a few seconds then jogs a few steps to catch up to me.
    “Ok Baby girl. I’m sorry” He makes no attempt to touch me again.
    I get to my car and unlock my door with the fob. I turn to say good night and Ben leans right into me. My back is against the cold metal of the car. His face is millimetres from mine. Our noses aren’t touching but I just need to move slightly and they would be. I see his eyes are closed. He doesn’t move to kiss me, he just rubs the side of his nose over my cheek. His mouth is open and I can feel his warm breath all on the side of my face. I close my eyes and lean into his gentle and soft touch. I can’t help it. It’s an involuntary movement. Just like my panties that are now soaked from the wetness he’s created just from this very erotic movement. His arms come up to cage me against the car. His body leans in and presses just slightly up against mine. He’s leaning in and so am I. I can feel the beat of his heart through his shirt; he can feel the swell of my breasts through mine. Our breathing is jagged and rough. No kiss has been exchanged. He’s making himself familiar with my scent as I take his in. Mmmmm. He smells sweet. Like cinnamon. He sweeps his nose through my hair and stops just below my ear.
    “Fuck Anna. How I want you right this moment.” And with that statement I feel ever so gently either a kiss or small lick on my neck just below my ear. I can’t help but let a moan escape.
    I gather my bearings and push him away ever so slightly. I don’t want to, but I have to. 10 more seconds of his scent and I won’t be able to stop myself. I’ll be going home with him and not thinking about the consequences at all. “Good night Mr Pearson. Enjoy the rest of your evening”. I open the door to the BMW, start it up and drive out the drive way. But my eyes are on the rear-view mirror where I can see Ben still standing just to the side of where my car was. We didn’t exchange numbers, he doesn’t know mine, but I’m sure I’ll find him tomorrow at lunch. I always find my target.

 
    Chapter 11
    After a restless night’s sleep I get myself up and ready. Shower first, then breakfast. Isn’t it funny how having a shower just changes the feel of the day? You can be having a shit day where everything goes wrong and you drag yourself into the shower only to let it wash the entire bad day away. You can be having the best day of your life and you jump in the shower and let the water entrap those specials memories in your mind forever. This morning, this shower is letting my mind prepare for the task on hand. Hit 149. Ben Pearson.
    I spend the first part of the morning researching Ben Pearson. I’ve hacked into the Human Resources within the Police Department and find that Ben is an outstanding Police Officer. He has never in his 11 years as a police officer had any disciplinary issues. He spent his first 2 years in the vice unit and quickly progressed to Master Patrol Officer. He then went on and did 4 years in Narcotics and Special Investigations. After the 4 years he became a Sergeant and went on to the Bomb Squad. However, that only lasted 18 months. The file on his record shows that even though he excelled in this position he requested a transfer out and back to Narcotics stating on his request that it was for ‘family reasons’. His request was immediately accepted. That was something that I found a little strange. Usually requests like that take months, sometimes even longer. Ben spent a further 2 years