by Maren Lee
"Quit listening to your cousin. She’s full of shit. Now let's get counting."
They circled the first campground with minimal interaction from the campers. They got mostly waves; a few middle fingers, but all in good fun. Not too bad, honestly. They got back in the truck and continued along the highway. They’d finished half of the stops before the sun began to set.
Chloe smiled and waved back at the campers at each stop. Her enthusiasm was infectious. Luckily, she’d asked if it was okay to flip people off so long as they did it first, rather than going with her instincts. She was bummed when Justin told her no. "That’s bullshit, Justin. You should be able to give someone the what-for if they disrespect you!” He found it endearing that she was so offended.
"Chloe, it’s fine. We’re police officers. If we cussed out all the people who disrespected us, we’d spend all day telling people to ‘fuck off.’ We can only curse when necessary.”
"Oh really?” Chloe wiggled her eyebrows at him. “What would be considered necessary cursing? Would it be when you are bending me over the hood of the cop car and pounding your big hard cock in to me while I moan and you say 'fuck yeah, baby' as my pussy milks the come right out of you?"
He felt the zipper on his pants tighten. His erection was almost immediate. Must’ve been a world record. The thought of having his way with her while he was on duty was hot. So fucking hot. But he knew he couldn't do it. No booty on duty. No booty on duty. He chanted to himself. Stupid fuckin’ rule. Justin needed to change the subject. Fast. I wonder if she has panties on under that skirt? That is the opposite of what you need to wonder, jackass! Focus!
"I...I don't think that was really a question, but the answer is yes. Yes, that would be the most appropriate time to unleash my foul mouth. But as I’ve already informed you, the official rule is ‘no booty on duty.’ So I’m afraid you’re out of luck, my beautiful partner in crime-fighting." Chloe smiled at him. Her eyes were wanton. They shimmered in the light of dusk. She was so gorgeous. He knew she was on a mission tonight. He’d have to remain calm and in control. It would be easy to give over all control to those sexy eyes and tasty lips, though. He held in a groan.
"We've got about 30 minutes until we get to the Sioux Lodge to load up on drinks and snacks for the other half of our ride."
"Well, I don't think I can wait 30 minutes to relieve myself." She ran her right hand through her hair, then down her neck and the side of her breast, down to the bottom edge of her tiny skirt.
Was she fucking serious? There is no way she could sit next to him and play with that pretty pussy in his patrol vehicle. No. Fucking. Way. He wouldn't be able to resist.
His eyes must have bulged out of his head, because Chloe threw her head back and laughed. "You should see your face! I was talking about using the bathroom, you pervert. You looked like you were about to pass out from lack of blood flow to your brain!"
That wasn’t far off; all the blood had gone straight to his dick. It was no wonder he looked like he was going to lose it.
He lowered his voice to a near whisper. "Chloe, fucking Christ, the second we get back to my house, I'm gonna throw you over my knee and paddle your ass. I'll bring you seconds from coming and then stop. It’ll be torturous. Two can play this game, missy."
The look on her face told him she hadn't thought of that. His sexy temptress was stunned silent. "My nuts are already aching and we still have five hours left on this shift. Try to contain yourself or your punishment will be extended. Now, do you really need to pee or are you just fucking with me?"
Chloe cleared her throat. "I really need to pee. How far is the nearest restroom?"
"20 minutes. Can you wait or do you want to pop a squat outside?"
"I’ll wait. I am a lady," she grumbled.
“I’m well aware of that, sweetheart,” he replied.
He couldn't wait to get home later tonight and be all over her. Justin kicked up the speed a little and they drove in silence the rest of the way to the Lodge.
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The Sioux Lodge was a lot bigger than Chloe expected. The logs used to build the structure were huge! The Sioux Lodge was set perfectly in the small valley with an open meadow and jagged mountain peaks behind. Gorgeous was an understatement. The sun had almost completely set and the glow coming from the three story bank of windows made the place look warm and inviting. It was massive. She could only imagine what the inside looked like.
Everything about Montana, especially Bounty County, was so beautiful. The warm summer days and the cool nights were something she could get used to. Chloe had quickly learned that when the sun sets in Montana it was best to have a jacket on hand in the summer. Unfortunately, the thought to grab one before she left Justin’s house today in her less-than-modest outfit had slipped her mind.
"Justin, this place is amazing. I'm assuming it's not much of a local hangout?"
"You know what they say about assuming, Chloe.” He smiled his million dollar smile. The bastard knew he was hot. “The Lodge is owned by locals, they have a gift shop, small mercantile, bar, and restaurant. They do special events here too. I’ve been to a couple of wedding receptions here. Everyone is welcome."
"Well all right then. Take me on a tour, please, Officer Hunt?"
"That's Corporal Hunt, Miss Tisdale."
"Corporal Hunt, will you please forgive me for my mistake? Or will I be getting another spankin' for that later?"
She knew by the way he gripped the steering wheel and let out a deep breath that he was fighting his natural urge to take her over his knee right then and there.
"Get your jacket, little miss. The sooner we get back on the road the sooner I can get you over my knee at home."
Great. "About that...I forgot my jacket." She bit her lower lip knowing it would drive him wild but she was able to play it off as a guilty reflex.
"Lucky for you I have a couple of extras in here." He tossed her a fleece zip up hoodie. "This should keep you warm, babe."
Chloe zipped up the jacket. It looked like a giant dress on her. She looked ridiculous but she didn't care. She took a deep breath. The jacket smelled like Justin. She'd need to make a conscious effort to keep from sniffing it all night.
Chloe went to open her door while Justin checked out with dispatch but it wouldn't budge. She pushed the lock button but still no dice. "What the hell? Is this door broken?" He looked over at her, and started laughing. "No, not broken. I put the child locks on at the last stop when I thought you were gonna jump out and attack the next campers who flipped us the bird.”
Chloe glared. “Are you kidding me? I’m not a child, Justin!”
“Here, let me come around and let you out,” he started to open up his door.
"No, no, no. I've got this."
"If you are thinking about crawling out the window or kicking the shit out of the door, it's not happening."
"Really? You think I'd do that?"
"Yep. And I’m puttin’ my foot down."
Chloe laughed. "Not that you get to tell me what to do, but I would never. Sit back, please," Chloe commanded.
Chloe pulled her legs up in a crouching position and began to rotate toward the driver's seat. Before Justin had a chance to protest her maneuver she swung her right leg over his lap and was face-to-face, seated on top of him.
"See, now I can just slide off of you to get off, I mean out." She smiled at him. “Of the vehicle.” She was just inches from his face. Time slowed.
Justin let out what sounded like a low growl and slid his hands around her grasping her ass and pulling her tight against him. She could feel his cock getting hard and pushing toward the warm apex between her legs. The pressure of his groin was making her heart beat faster and all the blood in her body raced toward her core.
She let out something between a sigh and a moan, but before she knew it Justin had quieted her by taking her mouth in a needy kiss. Their tongues tangled, erasing any logical thought she had in her mind. She instinctively began writhing he
r hips into his while he kissed down her neck.
"Justin, touch me, please,” she whispered, softly. She grabbed his right hand and moved it toward her heat. He took his long, thick fingers and rubbed the small triangle of fabric covering her sex and pulled it to the side. He slipped a finger between her folds and felt the warm, wet honey coming from her hot cunt.
"Oh my god,” he groaned. “You're so fucking wet, baby." He took her in another all consuming kiss while his fingers lightly rubbed around her wetness. Chloe whimpered, desperately wanting to feel his fingers slide inside her to work her g-spot. A flash of light from outside broke their embrace. Justin was glad for the reminder of where they were and who he was. He gently pushed her away. "Chlo', I want to take you so bad right now, baby, but I can't. I could get in so much trouble." He pulled his hand back and wrapped it back around behind her, giving her ass a tight squeeze.
She must have looked disappointed because Justin continued with, "Do you feel this?" He thrusted his hips up so she could feel his length pressing harder against her. "You do this to me. If we weren't in my patrol vehicle, and Avery was home in her kennel, I would be taking you right here. Right fucking now. I wouldn’t give a shit who could see us."
Reason entered her clouded brain. Chloe knew she needed to cool down. Begging would only put him in a more difficult position and she knew his job meant everything to him.
She kissed him softly. “It’s ok, Justin.” She shrugged it off. “Don't you worry, my pussy will still be like Little Caesars when we get home.”
The look on his face spelled confusion with a capital C. "What in the fuck does that mean?"
"Hot and ready," she laughed.
Justin through his head back and laughed. She could listen to the deep timbre of his laugh all the time. “Jesus, woman. You are so ridiculous and hilarious and amazing.” He hugged her around the waist and held her to him as he slid out of the truck.
"Let's go get something to snack on before we let Avery out to stretch and run."
"Okay. Feed me."
"Done. But no dick shaped foods!"
"Dang, I was really hoping for a popsicle."
“Don’t you dare, Chloe.”
“Maybe a corndog?” she raised her eyebrow.
“Stop. I’m serious.”
“Fine. I guess I’ll just settle for a big, giant, tasty...burrito.”
"Woman, it’s gonna be a long, hard night. When we get back home you may as well strip the second you walk in the door. Because you're mine."
➰
The last few stops on the ride seemed to take a lot longer than the first half, most likely because he was impatient and thinking about getting home and being all over Chloe. He knew she was wild and comfortable with her sexuality, and he loved that about her. But he had no idea she could get him so worked up and turned on, especially while he was in “cop mode.” On a normal shift, he would usually stop and shoot the shit with the campground hosts. But tonight, he just waved and moved on to the next location. Even if he weren’t impatient, he didn’t really have any other choice given the fact that a raging hard on had accompanied him for pretty much the entire drive. He felt like a fuckin’ 15 year old in gym class.
Justin was getting ready to head the last 30 miles on Highway 27 back home to Imminence when he passed Jake out for his shift. Justin had heard Jake chatter on the radio all night, but he wasn’t sure if they were going to have time to catch up. Jake double tapped his brakes indicating to Justin to pull over. Justin let out a disgruntled sigh and headed for the nearest pull out. Jake pulled in to the right of Jake’s vehicle, conveniently right next to the passenger window and hopped out of his truck. Fuck. He wasn’t going to be able to keep the conversation short now that he was in Chloe’s ear.
“What’s his name again?” Chloe’s eyes brightened at the sight of him. Who wouldn’t? The guy was built like fucking Superman.
“Jake. One of my partners.” He sighed.
“Don’t sound so excited to introduce me, Justin.” If she only knew how unexcited he really was.
“You already met him at Sierra’s party. He was jabbering about spanking the shit out of the new public defender and I bitched him out, remember? Roll your window down, Chloe.”
“Please, roll down your window, Chloe,” she repeated. Justin gave her a look that said he was not in a joking sort of mood. Chloe said defeatedly, “Oh, okay.” She rolled her eyes and then rolled down the window and smiled at Jake. He walked up to the window, folded his arms on the door and leaned in.
“It’s a damn fine evening, ain't it? What’s shakin’, sweet mama?” Jake smiled at Chloe before glancing up to meet Justin's gaze.
“It is. Damn fine.” Chloe said, almost breathlessly. Justin was pretty sure he heard a double entendre in there. And that pissed him the fuck off.
Sonofabitch, she’s practically drooling right now.
“It’s been a long, hard night.” Justin snapped back at him.
“Oh, damn, sorry bud. I couldn’t tell. There wasn’t much radio traffic on your end, so I assumed things were smooth sailing tonight.”
“Yeah, well I don’t have to call in everything I come across, you know.”
“Justin! You are being so pissy. Chill out.” Chloe scowled at him and then looked back at Jake. "I need to stretch my legs, would you mind opening my door for me, Jake?"
"You don't want to come out my door again, sweetheart?" Justin asked. He knew immediately he should have just shut his mouth.
Chloe whipped her head back around, the look in her eyes was anything but loving. "I'm a little too exhausted to deal with your hot and cold bullshit, Justin."
Jake swung her door open and stepped to the side. "Thank you, handsome," she purred at Jake as she swung that sexy ass of hers out the door.
She was fucking flirting with him! Dammit.
"Jacket!" Justin hollered from the cab. She didn't even turn back to him. She kept walking. Fuck.
Jake waited until she was out of earshot before he spoke, "What the fuck, bro?"
Justin shook his head like he knew what was coming. "I have no clue man. The woman has me acting like a fucking caveman." He got out of the car and walked over to Jake.
"You got it bad, dontcha?" Jake couldn't help but laugh at him. "I've seen you around women. You never act like such a schmuck."
"I know, but seeing her ripping your clothes off with her eyes just sent an urge through me and I snapped."
"She's not the only woman to look at me like that.” Jake smirked. “It just happens. The ladies can't help themselves." He smiled his million dollar smile just to piss Justin off. God, he was such an asshole, but Justin loved him anyway. He shook his head and they both started laughing. Chloe walked up next to Jake.
"Are you done being a jerk, Justin? Or do I need to get a ride from Jake?" She was fucking with him. He knew this attitude of his wasn't going to get him anywhere. It didn't help at Sierra’s party, it certainly didn’t help earlier today, and it sure as shit wasn't helping now.
"I'm done, beautiful. I apologize if I offended you.”
She smiled. "That’s much better." Chloe turned to Jake, "What are you up to tomorrow night, handsome?"
"The usual. Drinkin’ a couple a beers and then headin’ to bed. Why? You got some plans for me, pretty lady?" Justin groaned again. Jesus Christ, knock that shit off, Jake!
"I just thought maybe you and your girlfriend could come by. We could all hang out and eat some Chinese food. Maybe play some cards?"
He doesn't have a girlfriend, Chloe. Was she really inviting Jake to his house? Keep it cool, don't open your mouth.
"Well, unfortunately, I don't have a girlfriend right now. But I'm always up for cards and any kind of food, darlin'." Justin gritted his teeth.
Chloe looked back at Justin, and then turned to Jake, "Well, come by if you feel up to it."
She opened the door and slid back into the seat. She was the very definition of temptation right now in that tiny skirt.<
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"She’s inviting people over to your house already? You down for some cards while this pretty little thing is in your clutches?" Jake asked him quietly, just out of earshot. The look on his face was a skeptical one.
"Fuck no. But whatever. I’m down. I don't think she knows quite what she's getting herself into. The rest of the crew is going to want an invite, so I'll make a few calls.”
Jake nodded, “Sounds fun.”
“I've got to get Avery home and exercised before bed. So I guess we'll see you tomorrow, bud."
Jake laughed. “I think you’ve got yourself a handful, buddy.”
“You don’t know the half of it.” Justin got back in the truck, put the vehicle in drive and pulled away.
