“Can you uncuff me so that we can do this properly?” he asked.
Officer Matthews laughed and pushed her breasts in his face.
“Oh, now you know I can’t do that.” Her perfume smelled rugged, with a hint of cinnamon mixed in.
She let her hands run down Victor’s chest and stomach, pausing for a second before unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. Victor’s cock strained against his boxers, and she pulled those down, too. His cock was painfully hard. Officer Matthews looked at him with playful seduction in her eyes as she wrapped a firm hand around it.
“Oh.” Victor felt a smile creeping onto his face. “That feels nice.”
For a moment, he became paranoid that someone might walk down the alleyway and peer into the car through one of the windows.
She’s a cop, and we’re in her squad car. I think that gives us impunity.
“Mmmm,” moaned Officer Matthews. “You’ve been a bad, bad boy.”
She stroked Victor off slowly, kneading his stiff cock with her soft fingers. Victor felt more aroused than he ever remembered being, to the point where it was impossible to think about anything other than cumming. His issues and his pain were forgotten, outside of the issue of his erection, and the pain of its hardness.
“Oh yeah,” he whispered.
Officer Matthews ran a hand across her hair, still pulled back into a ponytail, and then leaned forward. She paused to flash him a temptress’s smile before pressing her soft, luscious lips against the head of his cock and giving it a kiss.
“Oh wow!” Victor’s hips bucked up of their own accord, pushing the tip of his erection into the warm, wet confines of her mouth. Officer Matthews pushed him back into a flattened sitting position and shot him an authoritative look.
“Easy there. Don’t forget who is in control, here.”
Victor opened his mouth to respond and saw his vision flash red. Officer Matthews responded as though she was an actor who’d just received encouragement from her director. She dropped her lips down onto Victor’s cock and began sucking him off with gentle intensity and focus.
Victor shook his head slowly, unable to think straight through the pleasure, but at the same time sure that he needed to try.
I’m doing something to her, without meaning to. The pain, the hot flashes, they fade out whenever I see red.
He felt Officer Matthews swirling her tongue against the bottom side of his hard, sensitive shaft and let out a moan. She pulled her mouth off his cock, making a small popping noise as her lips broke the seal, and then began pleasuring it with long, sensual licks, from the base to the tip.
“Mmmmm.” She paused for a second and smiled at him before pulling her breasts into position on either side of Victor’s erection.
They were big, soft, and gratuitously satisfying. Victor felt a different kind of pleasure wave through his cock as Officer Matthews squeezed and stroked him off with her cleavage. She brought her lips down so that she was suckling on the head of it and began to bounce against him, her boobs pleasuring him and offering visual eye candy at the same time.
“Whoa…” Victor shook his head. It was too much. “Hold on, I’m about to-“
Three things happened at once. Officer Matthews sucked hard and gave the tip of his cock a soft lick. Somebody knocked on the car’s backseat window, from outside. And Victor lost control.
The door pulled open as he began to cum. Officer Matthews turned her head to look at the interruption, and Victor’s hot, sticky load blasted against her cheeks and chest. Semen spurted onto her lips, dribbled down her chin, and defiled her breasts. More of it splashed out than Victor had ever been able to produce before, double or triple as much, at least, but his attention was elsewhere.
“Get out of the car.” A new voice, female, even toned, and professional, spilled into the car. Victor could only see the silhouette of the woman in the darkness of the alleyway. He looked from her to Officer Matthews.
“What?” She shook her head. “This man is under arrest!”
“I’ll take it from here,” said the woman. “You should go home, take a shower, and forget about this.”
Officer Matthews scrambled to wipe herself clean and cover her breasts. Victor inched his way out of the car and then waited as a familiar looking woman reached inside and took the keys to his handcuffs from the cop.
Wait a second. It’s her.
Lucy Wilson, his father’s former assistant and the woman in the photo, turned to face him with a smile on her face.
“Looks like I arrived just in time.”
Forbidden Magic by Anya Merchant
Winter Spire: Tiny Temptation Page 12
