Liam gripped Cassie’s arm, dragged her upright with both hands, spun her around, and shoved her gently but firmly toward the narrow space between her car and the wall, just far enough off the road to be hidden from anyone passing.

Cassie stumbled slightly as he pushed her around, still cuffed, still flushed from her climax. But instead of struggling, she smiled and dropped to her knees before him, her cuffed hands sliding awkwardly behind her as she settled in the narrow space between the car and the wall..

Liam's heart slammed against his ribs.

Cassie Rivera. On her knees. For him.

It short-circuited his brain completely.

She looked up at him, hair a wild halo around her flushed face grinning eagerly.

He couldn’t move for a second. Couldn’t breathe.

Then Cassie leaned in, pressing her cheek against the bulge in his uniform trousers, nuzzling, mouthing at him through the fabric, letting out a soft, needy whimper that went straight to his cock.

Liam shuddered, fumbling for his belt with shaking hands, clumsy with urgency.
His trousers slid down just enough, his boxers yanked aside, freeing his cock, already rock hard and leaking.

Cassie's eyes widened a little at the sight, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

"Fuck, Cassie. I can’t believe we're doing this. I dreamt about this for so long." he rasped, almost disbelieving.

She just smiled and leaned in again.

The first touch of her tongue to his cock made him stagger, one hand flying out to brace himself against the car behind her, the other burying itself in her hair.

Cassie hummed against him and dragged her tongue up the underside of him with slow, obscene devotion. Liam bit back a groan, feeling every agonising second of it the heat of her mouth, the slick glide of her tongue, the faint scrape of her teeth as she teased the sensitive head.

Then she opened her mouth wider and took him in. Her lips closed around the tip, soft and slick, and Liam hissed through his teeth as her tongue immediately went to work swirling around the head, teasing at the ridge, lapping up the bead of precum already there.

"Fuck." he breathed, his head tipping back, eyes squeezing shut.

Her mouth was hot and wet and eager, suction strong as she pulled back slowly, swirling her tongue around him, then pushed forward again, deeper this time.

Liam gripped her hair harder, fingers curling against her scalp. His cock pulsed in her mouth so hard it hurt and she moaned around it, sending a vibration straight through him that made his knees nearly give out.

Liam forced his eyes open, needing to see it. Cassie kneeling in the shadows, cheeks hollowed, lashes fluttering, looking up at him through desperate eyes while she worked his cock with her mouth.

He tightened his grip in her hair, guiding her pace, hips twitching forward into her mouth.

She bobbed her head in slow, rhythmic strokes, not rushed, not frantic, just enough to drive him insane.

Her tongue flattened against the underside of his shaft on each pass, tracing the vein, dragging slick heat from base to tip as she sucked him deeper each time.

Cassie pulled back just enough to mouth at the head of his cock, licking and sucking with filthy little noises, precum smearing her lips.

"Officer Reyes," she whispered, voice wrecked and teasing, "bet you never imagined me like this back in school."

Liam growled low in his throat, his hand fisting tighter in her hair, forcing her mouth back onto him, making her take him deeper.

Cassie whimpered, not in protest, but in greedy, filthy pleasure, letting him use her mouth.

Each bob of her head grew faster, messier, spit shining her lips, dribbling down her chin, her wrists straining behind her back uselessly as she started to push herself further, jaw relaxing, throat opening..

Liam bit his lip hard, fighting the insane urge to cum right then and there.

She was too good. Too eager. Too fucking perfect.

It was too much.

The heat of her mouth, the sloppy, desperate noises, the helpless little gasps she made when he thrust deeper. He couldn’t take it any more. 

With a rough, broken curse, he grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her off his cock.

Cassie gasped, spit-slick lips parted, a thin line of drool connecting her mouth to him. She looked up at him, wide-eyed, breathing hard through her nose, a soft, wicked smile flickering at the edges of her mouth.

"Fuck this," Liam growled.

He dragged her to her feet, rough but careful, chest heaving, spun her around and bent her over the side of her own car, grabbing her cuffed hands keeping control of her. But Cassie went easily, laughing breathlessly, wriggling her arse back against him.

"Impatient, Officer?" she teased, voice wrecked and brilliant.

Liam yanked her skirt up again, baring her completely.

"No more fucking games," he rasped, lining himself up.

He could feel her juices dripping against him. Cassie braced her feet apart wider, wriggling her hips invitingly.

"Then come on," she whispered. "Arrest me properly."

Liam slammed into her in one brutal, desperate thrust, burying himself to the hilt. He pulled out halfway, the drag of her slick heat almost unbearable, then slammed back into her with a wet slap of hips to skin.

Cassie cried out, arching back into him, body clenching tight around his cock. He set a hard, punishing rhythm from the start, deep, driving thrusts that made the car rock, made the shocks groan in protest.

He reached under her, cupped her breasts through the thin stretch of her top, thumbs grazing her nipples, pinching until she cried out.

Cassie moaned, her forehead pressed to the cool metal, wrists straining against the cuffs behind her.

"Fuck, Officer Reyes! harder!" she gasped, voice splintering on every word.

He grabbed her hips hard enough to bruise, hauling her back onto him with every savage thrust, teeth gritted against the wrecked sounds she kept making the desperate little moans, the wrecked pleas, the filthy laughter when he slammed into her just right.

Her cunt gripped him tighter, clenching and pulling him deeper as her orgasm started to build again.

Liam moved his hand down from her chest, hand finding her clit without mercy, grinding tight little circles against the slick swollen flesh, forcing her higher, faster.

The car rocked under them with each savage thrust, the shocks squeaking in protest, the night filled with the wet slap of skin on skin.

Liam couldn’t stop watching her, the way her hair stuck to her neck, the flush crawling down her back, the beautiful tremble in her legs every time he bottomed out inside her.

"You gonna come for me again?" he rasped into her ear. "Come while I’m buried inside you?"

Cassie nodded frantically, tears on her cheeks, body bucking.

"Come for me," he ordered roughly, pounding into her without pause. "Now, Cassie."

Cassie let out a broken, filthy cry, a wild, helpless sound, and shattered around him, clenching and pulsing violently around his cock.

The spasms of her orgasm dragged Liam right over the edge with her.

Liam slammed into her once more, grinding deep, cock twitching as he came with a ragged, choked sound, thick ropes of cum spilling deep inside her, buried to the base, every nerve in his body firing at once.

The world blurred, nothing but the scent of sweat and sex, the sound of their ragged breathing, the way her body shook against his even after it was over.

For a long moment, they stayed like that Cassie sagging boneless against the car, Liam braced over her, both of them utterly exhausted

Liam rested his forehead against Cassie’s shoulder for a moment, both of them panting hard, sweat cooling in the night air.

He finally forced himself to move, pulling out of her with a low groan. Cassie whimpered softly at the loss, still bent over awkwardly struggling to pull herself up with her hands cuffed behind her.

"Fuck, sorry," he muttered, his voice wrecked and hoarse.

He fumbled for his belt, pulling the keys free with shaking fingers, the adrenaline still burning through his veins.

Cassie stayed still, breathing hard, a little smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

He slid the key into the cuffs and twisted the lock clicking open with a sharp metallic snap.

Cassie pulled her arms forward slowly, flexing her fingers with a little hiss of pain, rubbing her wrists where the metal had bitten into the skin.

"You alright?" Liam asked, voice rough with concern.

Cassie turned, her hair a wild mess, her cheeks flushed and lips swollen. "I'll live," she said, grinning wickedly up at him.

Before he could even react, she leaned in close, standing on tiptoe to brush a slow, kiss across his jaw.

"You’re a bit rough for a first date, Officer Reyes," she teased, voice still wrecked and delicious.

Liam barked a laugh, dragging a hand through his hair.

"Yeah, well," he said, trying to catch his breath, "you’re not exactly the shy type."

Cassie smirked, reaching out to smooth the front of his rumpled uniform with teasing fingers. "Guess I bring out the worst in people," she murmured, faux-innocent.

He caught her wrist before she could tease lower, shooting her a look that was half warning, half promise.

"You keep pushing," he said low, "and I’ll cuff you again."

Cassie’s eyes lit up wickedly. "Don’t threaten me with a good time," she whispered.

Liam shook his head, laughing under his breath asleaned heavily against the squad car, watching Cassie smooth her skirt down, her jacket slipping off one shoulder, hair wild and tangled. She turned back to him once, flashing him that grin, that maddening, beautiful grin, before swinging herself into the driver’s seat.

The little silver hatchback purred to life, headlights cutting across the empty street.
She pulled out smoothly, tyres whispering against the tarmac, and drove away into the night without looking back.

Liam stayed there for a moment, breathing hard, sweat cooling under his uniform, trousers still rumpled, belt still half undone.

He scrubbed a hand over his face.

What the fuck had just happened?

Cassie fucking Rivera. Begging for him. He shook his head, smiling stupidly to himself.

Fucking miracle.

He shoved himself upright, tucking himself away, refastening his belt with clumsy fingers.
He climbed into the squad car and pulled away slowly, smiling like an idiot the whole time.

Cassie slid behind the wheel, tugging her skirt down with a half-hearted effort, still feeling Liam's touch burning into her skin. Her wrists ached faintly from the cuffs. Her thighs were sticky, her body loose and exhausted in a way that made her grin like a lunatic.

She could still feel him, the heat of his cum, deep inside her, leaking slowly as she shifted in her seat. Every little movement reminded her how thoroughly he'd claimed her against the side of her own car.

Cassie turned the key, the engine purring to life, and glanced out the window.

Liam was standing there, hands on his hips, watching her.

Still trying to look professional. Her heart twisted a little.

Poor Liam. Still as gullible as ever.

She offered him a cheeky little salute, then pulled away from the kerb, tyres humming against the tarmac.

The moment the car turned the corner and the squad car’s flashing lights were out of her rear-view, the grin slid from her face. The adrenaline crashed down hard. God, she was tired. Bone-deep tired.

The guilt of what she had done started to bubble up.

Because while Liam had been busy losing his mind between her legs, he'd completely forgotten about his cars dashboard cam, and his body cam. Both of them recording every filthy, desperate, career-ending second.

He'd get fired. No question.

Cassie chewed her lip, guilt prickling at the edges. She hadn’t planned it. As soon as she had been stopped she'd quickly pulled of her knickers hoping to be able distract the police man who stopped her. She just needed to distract him. Needed to keep him from running her details.

If he'd put her name through the system, if he'd checked the plates properly, he'd have realised this wasn’t her car.

Would have opened the boot. Would have found the bags of cash stuffed inside.

Would have found out just exactly who and what Cassie Rivera was.

She tightened her hands on the steering wheel, forcing her breathing to steady.

Thank God it had been Liam. Poor, sweet, gullible Liam.

Still half in love with the memory of a girl who barely even knew his name. She was lucky she had managed to remember his name at all. She had noticed him at school, noticed his eyes on her.

Cassie huffed a laugh, half bitter, half fond. It hadn’t all been an act. Not really. He’d grown up nicely, strong, broad, stupidly handsome in that uniform. And fucking hell, he knew how to use his hands.

The way he’d made her beg. Cassie squirmed again, biting back a moan.

Yeah. It had been fun. A lot of fun. Maybe too much.

And maybe, just maybe, she'd feel bad about it. Later.

When she was far away. When she was spending her share.

When Liam was picking up the pieces of a life she'd just wrecked with nothing more than a smile, a spread of her legs, and a lie.

Cassie grinned to herself, punching the accelerator.

Business before pleasure, after all.