Taboo2 TakingOnTheLaw by Cheyenne McCray Page B

he fixed his gaze on her. “I had the most screwed-up day of my life, okay? And now a couple of tickets will just round it off nicely.”
    He pushed away from the car. “Out of the vehicle.”
    “What?” Erin’s eyes widened. “You’re going to arrest me?”
    “Do you want to be charged with disobeying the direct order of a police officer, Ms.
    Wilson?”
    She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them. Her lovely breasts rose and fell as she gave a deep sigh. “Of course not, Officer Bennett .”
    Erin might not have intended to turn him on with the way she said his name, but his cock went from aching to rock-hard. He could just picture taking her home, handcuffing her and flogging her in his special bondage room. What would she think if 9
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    he locked her up and fucked her through the cell bars? Or slid his baton up her pussy?
    He’d punish her for leaving him, and make sure she loved every minute of it.
    Shit. This train of thought was killing him.
    Seeing her—it opened up a whole floodgate of emotions that he’d long buried, fifteen years ago. The love he’d killed, the lust was obviously still there.
    He backed up and Erin opened the door and climbed out. In the flashing red and blue lights he took in her deep red, tiny skirt that she had to tug down, and the red sweater over a sleeveless red shirt. Her legs were bare of any stockings, just the way he liked his women.
    He set his ticket clipboard on the hood. “Spread your hands on the hood of your car, your stance wide.”
    “You’re kidding!”
    “ Now .”
    Grumbling under her breath, what sounded like sonofabitch ,she obeyed him.
    When she was slightly bent, her stance wide, he went up behind her and just stood, letting her anticipate what he was going to do to her.
    “Here for a visit, Erin?” he said as his gaze traveled the length of her backside, stopping to rest on her cute little ass.
    “I live here now.” She gave an audible sigh. “Just moved back from Boston to be closer to my mom, okay?”
    His hands itched to touch her. God, how he’d missed her. He didn’t realize just how much until right this moment.
    “You’re here to stay?” He kept his voice low, authoritative.
    “Is this part of being arrested? Do you question the people you stop until they beg to be taken in?” Sparks might as well have been snapping in the lights of his cruiser just from the tone of her voice. She still had spunk, he’d say that much for her. He allowed himself a grin because she couldn’t see his face, her back still to him.
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    Dave moved closer to her so that he caught a whiff of her soft powdery scent. After all these years she still smelled the same. Sweet and irresistible.
    He barely resisted touching her. They’d done a lot of role-playing games when they were dating, and one of them was “frisk me”, where he was the cop and she was the driver he’d pulled over. Or she was even a hooker he’d taken into custody. They’d had great imaginations back then.
    She must have been thinking along the same lines, because she shifted her stance a little and her voice came out a little hoarse. “So, are you going to frisk me, Officer Bennett, or stare at my ass?”
    A low growl rumbled up in Dave’s throat and he almost reached out, grabbed her hips and ground his erection into her ass. “Do you want to be frisked, angel?” he asked, using the nickname he’d given her when they first started dating.
    He heard Erin’s sharp intake of breath. “It’s been a long time,” she whispered.
    “Too long,” he said before he could stop himself.
    She turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder. In the flashing lights he saw that her lips were moist—she must have just run that pretty little pink tongue over them. Her gaze met his and held. “Frisk me,” she said in a low, sensual purr that said
    “fuck me” and made him want to grab her and slam his cock into her pussy now .
    Erin looked away from