Thoughts

Officer

I'm so f*****g late! Damn it! I need to call Sophia.

"Hey Soph. I'm sorry I'm running so late. I'll be there soon I promise."

"Girl this is a party not a meeting. You don't need to worry about being late. When you get here, just walk in and find me. See ya!"- Click.

I put my phone down and stepped on the gas a little. I hate being late even if it is just a party.

As I'm listening to my music, going 55 in a 25, I hear sirens.

"s**t! s**t! s**t!"

I pulled over and waited for the officer to come to my car. I look out my rear-view mirror and see the best physique I've ever seen in uniform. Broad chest with huge muscles for arms. It's too dark for me to see his face, especially with that hat on. His legs match his upper half, thick and muscular. I don't even notice he's at my

window until he clears his throat.

"License and registration please."

I look up and my breath catches in my throat. Oh my god this man is gorgeous. So gorgeous, he has me clenching my thighs together.

His eyes stand out the most. Grayish against his Carmel skin. A goatee nicely framing his lips. He clears his throat again and I catch a slight smirk on his face. I'm out of my daze and reach for my license and registration and hand them to him.

He asks me if I've been drinking, and I say no. He continues to ask me a series of questions that I'm not even paying attention to. It's just that his lips are so full and look so soft; I can't help but think how they would feel against both my lips. This man has my panties soaking and all he's doing is his job.

"Step out of the car ma'am."

"What?"

"Step out of the car."

I open my door to get out and forget that I have on this skimpy dress until I see him glance down at my legs. Cheesus Crust! He caught a

glimpse of my purple lace thong! I see him shift uncomfortably and turn slightly so he isn't fully looking at me. He asked me to walk to his car and he stayed behind me. I hope he doesn't expect much with me in these high ass heels on this shitty ass road. The only good thing about this is he’s probably staring at my ass. My hot purple dress was not meant for such movement.

Surprisingly I made it to his car without tripping or falling.

"Stand in front of the hood and place your hands shoulder width apart and spread your legs. I'm going to check for any weapons you may have."

"I don't have any weapons Sir."

"Ma'am please cooperate. Thank you."

Fine, I think to myself. What harm could he do. Besides causing heat to pool in the pit of my stomach and me to be so wet that I can feel it dripping down the thigh that he is touching. I know he feels it when his hands stop and slightly grip my thigh. I bite my lip hoping

he ignores it. He continues with my other leg and moves up to my hips and again grips me. His hands are doing crazy things to my

body. I don't know what's wrong with me today because this has never happened. Like ever. Lusting over a stranger, much less a cop.

When he gets to my shoulder blades, he slowly moves down my arms and I can feel him against my ass. Pressing me against the car.

He chooses that moment to grind his hard bulge into my ass, causing me to moan, very loudly mind you.

I hear him say under his breath, "f**k it."

He grabs my curly hair and says to me,

"I'm going to f**k you. I'm going to make you scream. If you don't want to do this, tell me to stop now, otherwise I won't. Do you understand?"

I moaned out a yes. This man will probably be the death of me.

He lifts my dress and caresses my thong clad ass, giving it a slight smack and a squeeze. It bounces back at him. I look back to see him kneel and before I know it, his mouth is on my c**t and sucking it through my panties. He has a hand on each cheek, spreading me open. My p***y peeks out from behind my thong and he’s licking from my c**t to my slit, then back again. I’m moaning like crazy and as I'm about to c*m, he stops.

Of course he does. I groan because of the loss of contact. I hear him chuckle while he pulls down my thong. Exposing my p***y to the

cool air. His mouth is on me again, licking and sucking. His tongue is doing wonders to my body. Slurping and sucking better than any

other guy has. Devouring me. His hands grip me tight as he sticks his tongue inside me, whirling it around my walls and that does it, I c*m in his mouth. I swear I'm going to die because of this man. He laps at my dripping lips like it's the best thing he's ever had.

I'm so in a daze and trembling that I don't notice, let alone hear him take off his pants and put a condom on, until he flips me over. He puts my legs on his shoulders and looks me in the eyes and slams into me. His d**k fits so perfectly, he has me coming within seconds. I'm screaming and clawing so hard at the hood of his car, I'm sure there will be marks.

His shirt is unbuttoned but he has on an undershirt, so I lift it. Rock hard abs with the sexiest tattoo on his chest. I’m like a waterfall at this point. He lifts my dress up to my neck, rips off my bra and leans down to take a bud in his mouth.

This caused him to go in deeper.

"Say Travis."

"Huh?"

"Say Travis."

He's pounding into me so hard; I don't think I'll be able to say Travis, which I'm guessing is his name. He pulls my hair and growls,

"Say my name."

He flips me over, so my face is pressed against the car and smacks my ass.

"Say my f*****g name!"

I scream, "TRAVIS!!"

He grips my hips and pounds into me so hard I see stars. My n*****s are rubbing against the car, he has his hand tangled in my hair, and

I'm coming repeatedly. I really don't want this to end. This is by far the best s*x of my life. He's ruined other men for me.

He slows down and leans to kiss my neck. One last thrust and his movement stills. I feel him pulsing inside me, filling me with his hot c*m,

mixing with mine. I can feel it drip down my thighs as he holds me there.

I'm breathing so erratically; I close my eyes and take deep breaths.

When he pulls out, we both moan. I would have fallen over if he hadn't caught me. My legs are just not working right now. He uses my thong to clean me off and puts them in his pocket and winks at me. I'm at a loss for words. Those were my favorite pair too. He takes out a piece of paper and writes something on it and puts it in my bra.

I get my bearings and can stand on wobbly legs.

"Maybe we could do this again sometime, Cathy."

"Maybe Travis."

I smile and walk to my car. I got in and sat there smiling to myself because I took out the paper he had written on. It was his number

and name.

Yes, Travis, we will be doing this again.