Falling In Love In The Back Of A Cop Car Novels & Stories

She closed the door before he could see her fall apart. That night, Jinyan stood alone in the living room, staring at the city while gripping the edge of the balcony railing. He whispered into the silence: “I don’t know who you are… but I’m not letting you go.” Miles away, someone watched the penthouse camera feeds flicker across a screen. A voice whispered: “She’s breaking. Soon, the truth will come out.” And a second voice replied: “Good. It’s time.” “Love is dangerous… but truth is fatal.”

Nicolas again leaned forward, pecked my lips, and nuzzled his nose on my neck. Craziness had a limit but Nicolas had no limit. In that do-or-die situation, he was having a romantic time with me. I gasped when he started placing open-mouthed kisses on my neck. Asshole. "Nick! Cops are behind us and God knows if we can make it out of here alive but you've to do this right now?" I gripped his hair and shoved him back before giving him a hard glare. "I'm crazy for you, mio amore." He gave me a sly smirk before throwing his hand out of the car and started shooting pointing the gun to the cop's vehicles.

He keeps a possessive hand on my leg. A female police officer stands outside, her dark sunglasses hiding her eyes as she chews bubble gum loudly. My heart leaps with hope. My rescue. Mitch fumbles to open the window with trembling hands. “What’s the problem, officer?” he asks, attempting to sound innocent. The officer lowers her head, scrutinizing both of us. “This isn’t a makeout spot,” she states sternly. “Oh, I’m so sorry. My girlfriend and I,” he tilts his head toward me, “couldn’t stop ourselves. We’re just out for a romantic drive.”

But Carrie is frantic, looking over her shoulder as she drags her ex-boyfriend across the cracked pavement in front of the hospital. Trent’s head flops forward, and we see what frightens her: a dozen men in hazmat suits trot in our direction, followed by the uniformed cop. Detective Banks, having stopped at the barrier, climbs out of her vehicle. Beside her, the chipmunk descends from the van and removes his oversized head, revealing—no surprises here—the sweaty head of Detective Mott.

I slid off the hood, dropped to my knees on the garage floor, and licked every drop of our mixed cum off the shiny paint, looking up at him the entire time. Officer Kane stroked my hair almost gently. “Good girl.” He helped me up and kissed me deeply. For a moment, the dominant cop disappeared and I saw something softer in his eyes. “You’re trouble, woman,” he murmured against my lips. “The kind of trouble I want more of.” I smiled and kissed him again. “Then arrest me again tomorrow night.” He chuckled. “Deal.” I fixed my dress and got back into my car, completely wrecked, thighs sticky, and pussy full of his cum. As I backed out of his garage, I felt satisfied and filthy.

"Sounds like we've got ourselves a deal. Me and Rico are on the way." "Just make sure you're not followed." "Yeah, says the fucking cop." I tap aggressively on the giant screen on the dash and hang up the call, making sure to keep it under thirty seconds for legal reasons. Felon's been my car guy for years, although I mainly used him in investigations and shit for SWAT, there's been a handful of times I've dealt with him for personal reasons. This is one of those fucking times. As he approaches halfway down the street. I push my foot against the gas pedal and speed up, intentionally ramming into the bumper on the back of his car. He immediately pulls over to the side of the road and gets out

He advised again. "No, I wanna go myself. It'll be fun for me I know, end of discussion." I said walking into my room as Jay just sighed in despair. ___ Here am I having the fun of my life and going out to see the Queen of my heart, my first love. I hummed happily, thinking of how she'll react when she see me. Will she remember me? The beautiful laughter I saw on her face as she cheered. I was busy thinking about her and I didn't notice the car with failed brake coming with full speed behind me. B the time I noticed it, it was too late. I tried swerving the car fast out of the way but before I could do that, I was hitted from behind and I immediately slipped into total black out.

Their car was now surrounded by the police cars and they realized they had no other option than to step out of their car. The cops got out of their cars, and one of them, holding a megaphone, said, "Mr. Chris Gold and Miss. Maggie Clinton, you are under arrest on suspicion of attempting to murder Lisa Thompson and killing Ellen Swift. Please step out of the car with your hands at the back of your head." "I love you Maggie." Chris said as he moved closer to a sobbing Maggie and kissed her lightly on her lips. "I love you too." She mumbled back and Chris used his hand to wipe her tears off. "Don't cry, huh?"

We were almost at the hospital when we noticed the flashing light in the rearview mirror, the police car behind us, its siren blaring. Damn!! I didn't realise I was speeding. “Ma'am, the cops are onto us!” I rolled my eyes. “Relax, Carlo. It’s just a cop. I’ll handle it like a pro as always.” I pulled over to the side of the road, resting my hands on the wheel. The last thing I needed was some stupid cop to fuck my plan. The cop car stopped behind us, and two officers stepped out, approaching my side of the car. I rolled down the window, smiling innocently at the mem. “Hello, officers. “

I collapsed against his chest, my body like jello as I felt his cock slowly soften and pull from me, our juices mixing and seeping from my body, coating the insides of my thighs. My head snapped up as I saw the red and blue lights flashing behind the car. "Shit!" We cried out in unison as I quickly leaped from my position on his lap and dove into the passenger seat as we hurried to straighten ourselves, finishing just before the light rap on the window. I couldn't help it and laughed quietly to myself as he lowered the fogged glass and blinked into the bright flashlight that shone in his eyes. "Everything ok here folks?" The officer's voice had a trace of amusement in it, I was sure he could