(Oneshot) Mr.Officer

So yeea here it is comment and tell me how u like it. I might update again thursday or sometime this week

  The red and blue flashing lights in Nicki's rearview mirror was the perfect capper to a truly craptastic day. First, the studio had been double booked and she wasn't able to cut the final track on her new album. Then she got a flat from a nail on the right rear tire, which she had replaced the previous week. If that wasn't enough, she had spent two hours on the phone with the credit card company to dispute some erroneous charges. Now she was going to add a hundred dollar ticket to make this a banner day. All she wanted to do was soak in her bathtub with a gigantic glass of pinot noir but her plans had been derailed indefinitely. She was literally three blocks away from the promised land but fate loved making her the unlucky recipient of its cruel jokes. Checking to make sure the coast was clear, she pulled over on the side of the abandoned road. When she heard the door of the police cruiser slam shut, she took a deep breath and put on her sweetest smile, hoping it would get her out of the ticket. The officer knocked on the driver-side window and she rolled it down, turning on her charm as she asked, "What seems to be the problem, Officer..." She squinted in the limited light to read the name on his uniform. "Graham?" Drake watched her lips intently as she asked him the question, temporarily blindsided by the curve of her Cupid's bow. He imagined how she would respond if he were to suck then bite on it. She would probably moan, she seemed like more of a moaner than a screamer. He looked into her eyes briefly and concluded that she was definitely a moaner. Snapping out of his reverie, he bent down menacingly, stating in an even tone, "You were driving fifty in a thirty-five. I need your license and registration." "Is there any way you could let me go with a warning? Just this once? Please?" Nicki gave him another winning smile that turned into an instant frown as he remained stoic. "Your license and registration." She pouted then replied, "I'm reaching into my purse to get my wallet." He gripped his pistol holder, prepared just in case. She retrieved her license from her wallet then handed it to him. "My registration is in the glove box. That's the only thing I'm reaching for." He watched as she leaned over to reach the glove box and pull out an envelope that she handed to him. "I'll be right back." She glanced back as he walked past her car, checking him out in the side-view mirror once he got in his vehicle. Slowly releasing the breath she had no idea she was holding, she leaned back in her seat, trying to forget how he was making her. Eyes and smile was one of her biggest weaknesses and she hoped he would hurry up and write the ticket before she ended up making a pass. She definitely didn't want to spend the night in jail for propositioning an officer. He sat in his cruiser staring at the book of citations in his hand. All he had to do was fill one out and they would both be on their ways, separately, but he didn't want to let her go just yet. He had already been horny when he pulled her over and now his dick was basically crying for release. Her beauty was almost painful and he couldn't shake the thought of fucking her senseless from his mind. It was wrong to be thinking this way and he could lose his job for even going through with this but if he could have her just once it would be worth it. He could always find another job but finding another woman like her was pretty damn impossible. He tossed the book to the passenger seat then tucked her information in his front pocket before exiting his vehicle. She noticed that he was on the way back and she turned to face him just as he approached. "Get out of the vehicle." His tone was all business and that was alarming. She stared back at him incredulously, fear plain across her face. She raised her eyebrows in question and he repeated his command. "Get out of the vehicle. Now." She visibly gulped and did as she was told, leaning against the door as she waited for more instruction. "Turn around and place your palms against the driver-side window, legs spread apart." Again, she followed his commands with no hesitation and he smirked, liking how she complied without a second thought. Licking his suddenly chapped lips, he panned down her frame, taking notice of how the emerald shift dress fit her body like a second skin, emphasizing every single curve. His eyes moved down to her calves that were accentuated by black silk D'orsay pumps. Feeling his gaze on her made her feel vulnerable and nervous, wondering why he had asked her to get out of her car. She looked back over her shoulder and noticed that he seemed paralyzed, his hazel eyes so intense with an emotion she wasn't prepared for: desire. Her heart rate increased tenfold and she tried to seem indifferent even though she was growing more aroused the longer he stared at her. "Face the car." Her silent questioning seemed to have broken him out of whatever daze he was in. She turned back around and felt his hands on her shoulders. She sucked in a breath at the contact, trying not react to his touch but it was impossible to pretend that she was unaffected by it. It took every ounce of his strength not to take her right then but he had to be patient and take it slow. He ran his hands across her shoulders then down her back, patting randomly under the guise of looking for contraband when he was really seeing which touch evoked the strongest reaction out of her. He bent down in front of the generous globes of her ass, leaning in to mime a bite then making it jiggle with a firm pat. She had what his partner would call a big ol' donk. He could tell she was trying not to react because her stance grew even more rigid. She gasped when his hands traveled under her dress, inching up her inner thigh, tickling the sensitive skin there. Her pussy gushed with her juices and she bit her lip when his fingertips reached the edge of her thong. She stopped breathing when they traveled underneath the fabric and caressed her bare vulva, smearing the liquid found there up and down her labia. She whimpered, strengthening her stance so she'd keep her balance. He stroked the lips, his fingers dipping into her core but never fully penetrating her. She rocked her hips, hoping that would encourage him to continue exploring but he abruptly abandoned the pursuit, standing up fully to her disappointment. She was surprised when she heard him loudly sucking her essence off his fingers. Her pussy gushed again, replacing the juices he had sampled. Nicki couldn't believe what had just happened but she didn't have a chance to think about it as his hands immediately cupped her breasts, massaging then pushing them close together. Her mouth fell wide open as his pace increased, she fell back against his shoulder, giving him better access. He took advantage of her offering, pulling the front of her dress along with her bra, underneath her breasts. The fabric held her breasts up like an extra pair of hands and he pulled then twisted her nipples, making the tension in her belly grow intensely. Her nipples were so sensitive and it didn't take much manipulation to get her to come from playing with them. She bit her lip when his breaths tickled the shell of her ear. He didn't say a word, just breathed steadily and her walls contracted in time with his breaths. She wanted to be filled with everything he had to offer when she did come but she'd settle for this if need be. Almost as if he read her mind, he pulled away, leaving her cold and exposed. She felt self-conscious and tried to fix her clothing when he said, "Leave it. Stand behind your car, palms down against the trunk." She eyed him curiously but his expression remained unchanged. Everything about him screamed authority and his lack of a tell, had her anticipating what was coming next. She obeyed his orders. He walked backed to his car then opened the trunk, placing the keys into his pocket. He took out his gun, checked the safety then placed it inside along with his baton and flashlight. He closed it then returned to where he had left her. His dick twitched in his pants when he saw the sight before him. The headlights of his patrol car backlit her legs and he could still make them out when they disappeared under her dress. He breathed deeply then instructed, "Take off your panties." She panicked because she could feel the flood her underwear was preventing and she knew it would cause one long trail of juice to run down her leg. But she wanted him so badly she ignored her fear and rolled her panties off, feeling the heat from them as she held them in her hand. He took them from her and she started to protest because they cost a small fortune but thought better of it. Drake slipped them into his left pants pocket then unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned then unzipped his pants then retrieved a condom from his right pants pocket. He ripped the wrapper with his teeth then slipped the condom on his aching cock. Nicki felt him move behind her and she started trembling, simultaneously incredulous and impatient. He pulled her hips back, aligning her body with his as he rolled her dress up over her hips. She widened her stance to give him more room. He pushed inside her with little effort, easing his way in until his balls slapped against her ass. Her eyes fluttered at the sensation of being filled completely. His length was magnificent but his girth had her crawling away from him. The stretch was too much and she didn't think she could take it when he started lightly pumping. He dug his nails into her hips, stopping her escape attempt. She screamed, begging for relief as he jackhammered into her, his balls slapping violently against her ass. It was like an out of body experience because she couldn't believe she was face down, ass up and getting fucked by an officer of the law blocks away from her home. She tried to process the fact that any one of her neighbors could pass by and see it all. She was not only letting it happen but she was enjoying the hell out of it. She pushed back against him, lifting her torso so she could look at him while he pummeled her into oblivion but he forced her back down against the car, his hand holding her down as he jerked his hips. That broke her and she moaned loudly, shaking her head when the tip of his dick reached new depths. He smirked when she gasped and she stopped moving because he knew he had found her spot. Taking advantage of his discovery, he focused all his energy on hitting it repeatedly. She straightened her back and tilted her ass up so he could continue tapping it right. Her walls milked, squeezed, fluttered and clenched around his dick, the fit growing tighter the faster he thrust. "Off-i-ce-cer Gr-ooh God-ans. Ooooooooh fuck! Yes, motherfucking yes! Keep it right there, mmmhmmm, right there. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yeah, yes- yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas!" He'd be lying if he said her screaming didn't go straight to his head. He could feel the rhythmic clenching of her walls and knew she was about to come all over his cock so he slowed down his pace for a second then pumped faster than ever, angling his dick up making the front of his thighs smack against the back of hers. She came hard, legs shaking as she coated his dick with a shower of cream. He moaned harshly, his balls tightening and he welcomed the rush, filling the condom to the brim with cum. He waited for a moment then pulled out of her and to his surprise, he was still coming. He removed the condom, catching his cum in his palm, using it as lube as he stroked his dick, breathing heavily as he rode out the sensations. Afterwards he used a tissue to wipe himself clean and wrap up the condom. Nicki was still lying against the trunk, attempting to recover, her breathing shallow. Although she wanted to move, she couldn't feel her legs. It felt like every nerve ending in her body was firing at the same time and she was exhausted. After fixing his clothing, Drake came to her rescue, gently lifting her up then turning her around to face him. He pulled down her dress, smoothing out the wrinkles as he bent down. When he stood back up, she wrapped her arms around his neck then kissed him sweetly on the lips. He grabbed both of her ass cheeks as he kissed her back passionately, sucking her top lip into his mouth. She felt his smile when she moaned and rolled her eyes as she continued kissing him back. When they finally parted it was out of necessity, not want. She caressed his uniform, picking away imaginary lint as she smoothed the front. He grabbed her hands and kissed every fingertip before kissing her softly on the lips. Their fingers interlocked and she sighed when he stepped back. "How much longer is your shift?" He frowned as he answered, "Three hours then I have a little paperwork to finish." She pouted and said, "Damn. No way you can postpone it until tomorrow?" He shook his head with an apologetic grin and she sighed her frustration. "Well, wake me up if I'm asleep when you get in. I want to finish this." He handed her back her license and registration and she kissed him again quickly then strolled away. He waited until she opened her door before saying, "Drive safely, Mrs. Graham" She turned around and replied, "Oh, I will. See you later, Officer Graham." He nodded and watched as she drove off into the night. Grinning, he retrieved his gun, baton and flashlight from the trunk, putting them back on as he walked to the front of his car. He slipped back inside and drove off in the opposite direction, wondering how he was going to make it through the next few hours.