#linstead fic

Erin “The Tease” Lindsay. That would be a suiting name for her after today. She had been teasing him their whole shift, bending over in her tight jeans every chance she got, sending him lustful eyes and dirty smirks every time he looked across the bullpen. She even sat in his lap at one point, wiggling her little ass on him, making his day very hard. She knows exactly what kind of effect she has on him and she has been exploiting it all day long. She has driven him to a point where it’s almost torture just being around her. The rest of the unit are heading home, Erin planning to do the same. She goes to her desk to grab her jacket, but Jay has had enough of her teasing for today and decides to let her know. As soon as she turns away from her chair, Jay is in front of her, pushing her against her desk. His hands flies to her hips to steady her and his mouth goes to her ear. “You know, that ass of yours is pretty distracting.” She feels his hot breath on her neck, making goosebumps erupt on her body, her lust growing slowly at what’s to come. He spins her around so she’s facing her desk, he grips her hips again and presses her flush against him, making sure she feels the effect her teasing has on him. His hands slowly travel up her body, landing on her breasts, tugging at her nipples trough her clothes. He keeps tugging at her breasts, keeping her captive in the sweet torture he knows she loves. She steadies herself with her arms on her desk, slightly bending over it. She’s sure of casefiles and pencils flying to the floor if this ends like she hopes it does. She pushes her ass back against him, grinding at him in response to the work of his hands. He grips her hips, making her stop her moving. She turns her head and looks at him with a questioning glare, but all she sees in his eyes is lust. He slowly travels his hands down till they find the waistband of her jeans. He does a quick job undoing the button, she’s almost trembling with desire at his burning touches. He hooks his fingers in the belt loops and quickly yanks the jeans down her legs, Erin kicks of her shoes and jeans fast. He gulps when he lays eyes on her, she’s bend over the desk and her ass is barely covered by a red lace thong. The hot sight makes is hard dick twitch in anticipation. He slaps her ass, making her groan at the surprise and the thrilling sting it gives. Jay runs his hands over her ass, gently kneading it as they wander. His one hand slips down her between her thighs, playing with the fabric of her thong. She grinds back against his hand, wanting more. He grips her waist, pulling her against the bulge in his jeans. He grinds against her, hard, making her feel the rough fabric of his jeans on her delicate skin. Her breath hitches in her throat, she’s not used to him being so dominant, not in this way. He bends down to her ear, still keeping her ass firmly against him. “Babe. You drive me crazy.” She just smirks to herself, pleased to know her efforts is going to pay off in the best possible way she could ever imagine. Jay places his foot between hers, forcing her to spread her legs for him. He pushes her thong to the side, not really giving a damn about it anymore. He runs his fingers through her folds, enjoying the feel of her and the noises she’s making just for him. He pushes two fingers inside her, his dick throbs at the moan she lets out. He curls his fingers up, finding her spot immediately. He hits it every time, pushing her closer to the edge with every touch. Just when she’s about to come he withdraws his fingers, making her groan out in disappointment. She snaps her head back to look at him, he just smirks at her and slaps her ass again. She realizes he’s lost in the control he has over her right now. He undoes his belt in seconds and tugs his jeans and boxers down, just low enough for his dick to spring free. He hisses when the air hits him, wrapping his hand around it and pumps a few times. Erin looks back at him, biting her lip as her lust for him spikes at the hot sight. He teases her, running the tip of his dick through her wet folds, denying her what she wants the most. She groans and sneaks her hand down between them trying to grab a hold of him. He slaps her hand away, telling her once again that he’s in control. He bends down to her ear and whispers, “Is this what you want?” Before she can even think of an answer, he plunges in to her, hard, pushing all the way. She screams at the sudden feeling of being full and stretched. He doesn’t give her time to adjust, before he slams into her again, and again and again, going hard and fast. His hands grip her hips hard, almost bruising. Erin grips the side of her desk to steady herself, her knuckles turning white. The room is filled with their moans, screams and the hot sound of skin on skin. Erin moans uncontrollably at the wild and pure friction she’s getting right now while being bend over her desk at work, half naked and getting fucked hard by her boyfriend. The thought makes her body heat up, her desire only growing. Jay sneaks a hand around to her front, putting pressure on her bundle of nerves, making her body jolt with more pleasure. He keeps pressing on it, while he drives himself into her. He knows she’s close by her ragged breathing and his name spilling from her lips like it’s the only word she knows. He stops his thrusting to rub her bundle of nerves, he rubs her hard, quick and with a steady hold on the exact spot. She collapses on the desk, screaming his name as he tips her over the edge, her walls tightening around him sends him right along with her. His hold on her tightens with the pleasure running through him, stars flying before his eyes. They stand there for what feels like forever, just enjoying the aftershocks of their combined highs. Jay’s breathing is finally coming back to normal and he bends down to kiss Erin in her hair, his way of saying “I love you” when he can’t trust his voice to utter the words. She turns her head to the side, still lying flat against her desk, smiling widely to repay his words right back at him. Jay pulls out, Erin groans at the sudden feeling of lost contact and ache in her body from laying over the desk. She’s sure she has bruises on her hipbones and marks from his fingers on her hips to remind her of the hot memory for days. He fixes his jeans before he helps her of off her desk, picking up her thong and jeans and hands them to her. She smiles shyly when she takes it from his hand, still getting all high-school shy about him having seen her panties. She gets dressed, Jay sits at the edge of his desk waiting for her. He reaches out his hand to her, a gesture signaling he’s ready to go home. She takes it and he wraps his arm around her shoulder, wanting to be as close as possible again. He stops in his tracks when the fear of him being too rough hits him, he turns her around to face him. “Babe, I’m sorry if I was being too rough. I just got caught up in the moment.” Erin’s heart swells at his words, she’s always stunned at how loving and caring he is. One moment he has her bend over her desk, fucking her hard like there’s no tomorrow and the next moment he’s apologizing for getting lost in all the fun. She sure has hit the jackpot with Jay Halstead. She just looks at him, her eyes coated with love and desire. “Maybe I should tease you more often.”

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The sun shines through the window, giving the room a golden glow. Erin feels the warm sun hitting her face, which wakes her up. She rubs the sleepiness out her eyes and they quickly adjust to the familiar sight of her handsome boyfriend sleeping next to her. She smiles to herself and thinks about how lucky she is to be with Jay, him being her partner on the job and in the bedroom. She gets out of bed, heading for the kitchen to make some breakfast.  Jay wakes to the sound of the radio playing and the sweet smell of coffee sneaking in from the kitchen. He rolls on his side in the search for his girlfriend in the bed. He feels a little tuck of sadness on his heart when he realizes she’s not there. He gets up and throws on a pair of grey sweatpants in his search for her. He only makes it to the door that connects the living room to the kitchen when he finds her. There she is, indulged her own little world making breakfast and dancing to the songs on the radio. He just stands there and watches her, admires her. Erin stretches her tiny body to reach the coffee mugs on the top shelf, his old t-shirts she is wearing slips up her body to reveal the black lace panties she is wearing underneath. Jay’s breath hitches in his throat at the glorious sight and he makes a mental note that he needs to buy her more lace panties he can rip off her perfect round butt.  He sneaks up behind her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She jumps a little by the surprise, but relaxes as soon as she smells his scent. It’s the best thing she knows, it reminds her of love, of home, of him. “Good morning beautiful, what are you doing? I missed you in our bed”. She smiles at the words, missed you and our bed. “Good morning handsome, I am making us breakfast.” Jay smiles at the gesture, loving her for taking care of him. “It looks delicious, but I am craving something else. You”.  He spins her around and pushes her against the kitchen counter, kissing her deeply. She groans at his lust for her and wraps her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her. She lives for this, the passionate ways of declaring their love for each other. Jay grabs the hem of her shirt, ripping it of her body with eager. His hands roam her body like they have done so many times before. She will never get tired of the feeling, she almost misses them when they are not on her. His hands make a stop at her butt, kneading, caressing, just loving the feel of her silky skin beneath his rough hands. He hooks his hands under her thighs and lifts her onto the counter. Erin immediately spreads her legs for him to stand between, wanting him as close as possible. Her body tingling with anticipation and lust. Their lips meet again in somewhat sloppy kisses, their desire for each other taking over. His hands lands on her hips, slowly gliding up her sides, finally reaching her breasts. He fondles them lovingly, tugging and pulling at her nipples. She moans at the sensation which goes straight to Jay’s crotch. His mouth moves onto her neck, kissing roughly, sucking to leave a mark. A mark to show the world she is his. It sends chills down her spine. It makes her need grow to a point where it is almost torture. She groans. Erin’s hands feverishly roam his body, finding their way to the waistband of his sweatpants. She wants them off and yanks them down his strong, muscled legs. Jay does nothing but complies by wiggling them all the way off and kicking them to the side. His hands find the little taunting piece of lace covering her most delicious spot. He slides them off her soft legs and flings them across the kitchen. His fingers quickly land on her bundle of nerves, making her head fall back and arch her body towards his skilled fingers. He smiles to himself, pleased to know he has this effect on her. Erin leans back, steadies herself with her arms as Jay’s fingers go on further exploring. They glide through her wetness with ease and he slowly slips a finger inside her. She moans out, finally getting the long-awaited friction she craves. He switches between going slow and going fast, driving her crazy. She cries out his name as asking for more. He adds another finger and she groans at the lovely stretch he gives her. The tightness he feels around his fingers makes his already throbbing erection twitch with anticipation. He quickens his pace while he rubs her bundle of nerves, sending her right over the edge, moaning loudly and grabbing his arm in need of something to keep her on earth. He slowly strokes himself while watching her come down from her high, it probably being the hottest thing he has ever seen. Erin gathers herself and hungrily eyes the man in front of her. “Hey, that’s my job”. She sends him a smirk and slaps his hand away from his erection, wanting to do the job herself. He moans as soon as her delicate hand wraps around him, slowly stroking him up and down. He grabs on to her thighs to steady himself from the hot friction his girlfriend is giving him. He leans in and kisses her wildly, wanting all of her now. Her stroking gets sloppy as the make out session gets hotter and he drags her towards him. Her body ready and waiting for his taking. She looks at him with lustful eyes as he aligns himself with her, slowly entering her, pushing all the way in. Erin moans loudly and it’s a miracle he doesn’t come from the pure sound of her. He taunts her with his slow trusts and she complains, wants it faster, harder. “Jay…. come on” she pants. He smiles devilishly at himself and decides to give her what she wants. He quickly speeds up the pace, meeting her with hard thrusts. She moans while her hands search for something to hold on to. They settle at his hips, feeling how his muscles clench every time he thrusts forward into her. Her moans get breathier, telling him he’s on the right path to send her on another high. His fingers dig in to her skin as he drives himself into her, hard, chasing the long-wanted release. He feels her walls clench around him, he presses on her bundle of joy and she explodes around him, screaming his name so loud he is sure the neighbors know they are up. Her arms buckle underneath her und her back hits the counter top with at small bump, her body having a mind of its own when she is in this pure ecstacy. Her screams are like sweet music to his ears and it sends him spiraling, seeing nothing but stars and reflections of his girlfriends before his eyes. He collapses on her stomach, listening to her breathing as it gets back to normal. He tries to control his own breathing, but the feel and smell of her always make it take a little longer. She runs her fingers through his hair, making him turn his head so he can look at her. Erin smiles lovingly at him. “Hey… That was the best breakfast I have ever had.” Jay smiles back at her with an even bigger smile, “Yeah, I think it is my favorite.” She chuckles and raises herself up on her arms, making Jay lift himself of off her. He just stands in front of her, looking at her all loved up. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” She blushes at his constant eyes on her. “Nothing, I am just looking at you. Wondering how I ever got so lucky to be the one you love.” Her heart skips a beat at his words and she wraps her arms around his neck, kissing him with all the love she has for him.

She has been sending him dirty looks and smirks all day, touching him where ever she could every time he walks by. He is completely under her spell and he always blushes a little when he catches her eyes or feels her touch, hoping the rest of the unit won’t notice him getting all heart-eyed when he looks at her.  The case for the day is closed and they’re all just finishing up the paperwork, when Ruzek announces he’s going home, the rest following his lead. Jay gets up, about to put his jacket on when Erin ask if he can stay. He looks at her with a puzzled look. “Why? It’s late, can’t you finish it tomorrow? I just want to go home.” She didn’t think he would question it, so she’s searching for the words as they come out of her mouth. “Uhm, my car is making a funny noise, so I need to drive home with you but I have to finish this file first.” Jay sighs, admitting defeat. How can he say no to the beautiful brunette he loves so damn much? He sits down at his desk, looking at his phone while waiting for his girlfriend to finish whatever she’s doing. Her lust for the eye-candy of a boyfriend only grows, when her plan succeeds. As soon as she hears the metal gate close for the last time, she is off her chair and in front of Jay’s. She looks at him with nothing but lust and mischief in her eyes, sending jolts of excitement straight to his groin. Smirking, she takes his hand and leads him into Voight’s office. He’s not quite sure where she’s going with this. She sees his confused expression and pushes him down on the couch in the office, hoping he will get the hint. She straddles him and kisses him wildly, deeply. His hands lands on her hips out of habit, but stops her when he comes to his senses. “We’re in Voight’s office, your dad’s office. We can’t do it here.” She looks at him, but all he sees is lust and he knows it’s a lost cause. He gives in, hoping no one will catch them, because if someone does, he will be sitting on this couch again very soon for a completely different reason. He kisses back, earning an approving moan from Erin. She grinds down against him, making him groan. She grinds harder but slower, feeling him harden under her. His hands find the bottom of her shirt and tucks it over her head, revealing the red lace bra that’s covering her beautiful breasts. He bites his lips at the delicious sight, wanting to take a photo and hang it in his living room. His hands skillfully remove her bra, the cool air hitting her breasts, making them perk up. He quickly fondles them, heating them up with his big, warm hands. He’s tucking and pulling at her nipples, earning himself a long moan from her. His mouth travels down her neck, leaving burning kisses all the way down to her breasts. He kisses, sucks and bites at them, almost making them bruise at his pleasant torture. She rips his t-shirt off, longing for the touch of his muscles under her fingertips. She undoes his belt in seconds and stands up to slides his pants down his legs. She undoes her own jeans, sliding them down her legs slowly, putting on a little show for Jay. He groans at the glorious sight, enjoying how her body moves in front of him. She stops for a second when her jeans are kicked off her feet, making eye contact with the hot and flustered man in front of her, letting her lace panties fall to the floor. His breath hitches in his throat and his head falls back against the couch, it’s almost too much for him to handle. His head snaps up when her feels her hands on his knees, slowly guiding them up his thighs until they reach the waistband of his boxers. Jay gulps when her delicate fingers hook inside his boxers and quickly tugs them down his legs. His erection springs free, twitching with anticipation. Erin bites her lip at the sight, knowing what he’s able to do with it. She’s been waiting for this all day, she’s dripping for him. She straddles him again, slowly sinking down on him. He moans loudly when she settles on him, his hands gripping her hips and holding her steady, wanting to hold her there for all eternity. She needs a couple of moments to adjust to him, remembering the first time she laid eyes on what he was packing underneath those tight jeans of his. The memory sends chills down her spine, making her start rocking against him, enjoying the god-like friction he gives. She arches her body back, steadying herself on his thighs so she can up her pace. His head falls against the couch and he closes his eyes. His face telling Erin that she’s doing it just right. Jay feels her movements get sloppier, so he snaps his hips up to meet her, making her moan out his name. He keeps thrusting up to her and soon he feels her walls starting to tighten around him, telling him she’s close. He carefully rubs small circles on her bundle of nerves, wanting to get her to the state of pure bliss. He’s close to his high too, the teasing, the thrill of being caught and her getting him there faster than usual. He rubs her bundle of nerves quicker, she digs her fingers hard into his shoulders in response. She trembles when she reaches her high, she screams his name which makes him reach his own, coming wildly inside her, feeling like he might never come back to earth.  She loosens her grip on him and lets her head rest against his forehead, trying to normalize her breathing. He tries to do the same, but every time he looks into those dark, deep, loving eyes his heart skips a beat and breathing gets difficult. She smiles down at him and he knows he’s the luckiest man alive. “Babe… That was fun.” She just grins at him, “I thought it would be fun to make some good memories of being on this couch.” He chuckles, a brief hint of fear flooding him, thinking about what kind of trouble he would be in if the man owning the couch, finds him like this; his naked ass on the cushions and balls deep in his daughter. He brings her in for a searing kiss before lifting her of off him to get dressed. They quickly tidy up and head downstairs, eager to go home for round two.

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