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“Oh my god, I’m so fucking bored.” Blair rolled her eyes as her partner Jack complained for the hundredth time that evening.
“Do you really have to say that every five minutes?” Blair asked. She checked her watch. It was almost midnight. She and Jack had been parked outside a robbery suspect’s house for five hours now, waiting for him to make a move. So far there had been no movement in the dark house.
“He’s not going anywhere tonight,” Jack said definitively. “We should blow this off.” The idea was tempting, but ever since Blair started fucking her captain, she was careful about doing everything by the book. She didn’t want to put Porter in a tough spot.
Before Blair could respond to Jack, she saw the headlights of a car approaching them. She looked into the rearview and saw one of the department’s unmarked squad cars pull up behind hers. The man got out and walked to Jack’s window, rapping on the glass with one knuckle. Blair rolled down the window to reveal Porter.
“Evening,” he said with a serious face. Blair shot him a confused look but he ignored her.
“Captain. Hi,” Jack said, sitting up a little straighter.
“Sorry to interrupt,” Porter said. “But there’s a slight emergency back at the station, Foles. There was some kind of paperwork mix-up with that suspect you arrested earlier, and he was accidentally released.”
“What?!”
“You can take my car. I’ll wait here with Anderson until you’re done.” Porter said, handing Jack the keys. He quickly took them and scrambled out of the car. Porter watched Jack speed off before getting into the car with Blair.
“Shouldn’t you be back at the station, too?” Blair asked. “Sounds pretty serious.” Porter turned to her, a small smile creeping onto his lips.
“I may have exaggerated eryaman escort bayan a little bit.” Blair stared at him.
“Oh my god,” she said, shaking her head. “So there’s no emergency?”
“Nah,” Porter said. “But there’s something you can help with.” He reached over and grabbed Blair’s hand, bringing it to his crotch. It’d been tough to see in the dark, but sure enough, her captain had a massive hard-on.
“You’re unbelievable,” Blair said, pulling her hand away. “So you’re just gonna track me down every time you get a boner now?”
“You’ve got it backwards, hon. The boner comes after I find you.”
Blair was doing her best to act annoyed, but her mind was already racing through the logistics of car sex. Should they go into the backseat? Or would it be easier for her to climb over to the passenger’s side and mount Porter?
“I’m supposed to be watching this house,” Blair said, gesturing towards it. Porter sighed.
“Is that a no?” Blair ignored him, and the two sat in silence for a few minutes.
It was a cold night that was turning colder by the minute, and Blair shivered in her seat. Porter took the opportunity to snake an arm around her waist. He leaned closer to Blair until his lips were right next to her ear.
“At the very least, I can help keep you warm,” he whispered. Porter placed his other hand on her thigh. His lips traveled from her ear to her jawline, where he planted a few kisses. When Porter moved down to her neck, Blair involuntarily tilted her head to give him more area to work with. While he was sucking on her neck, Porter’s hand found the snap on her jeans. He unbuttoned them and slowly tugged down the zipper.
“Porter…” Blair whispered, her eyes closed. Porter’s hand was now in her pants, cupping her mound.
“Do etimesgut escort you want me to stop?” He asked. Blair had the urge to roll her eyes. Of course she didn’t want him to stop, and he knew it.
“If this suspect gets away, it’s on you,” she said. Porter grinned. He won.
Porter slipped his hand into Blair’s underwear, finding her clit immediately. With two fingers he started rubbing her in slow circles. Blair’s hands clenched the steering wheel as Porter increased his pressure and speed. She lifted her hips off the seat slightly.
“Finger me,” she said in a breathy whisper. Porter moved the two fingers from Blair’s clit down to her opening, and he slid them inside. He pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy as best as he could from the angle. Blair, impatient now for the orgasm building up inside her, lifted her hips up more and grabbed Porter’s hand, shoving his fingers in deeper. She held his hand tightly and began bucking against it. Realizing she was close, Porter rubbed at her clit with his thumb while Blair continued to fuck his fingers.
“Ahhhhh.” Blair let out a quiet moan as her body tensed and her pussy clenched around Porter’s fingers. When he felt the orgasm subside, Porter removed his fingers. Blair collapsed back into her seat. He brought his hand towards Blair’s lips, and she opened her mouth. Blair sucked Porter’s fingers clean, surprising both of them.
“Shit,” Porter said, his eyes looking dark and hungry. “Is it my turn now?” Blair looked out the windshield at the house, then quickly surveyed the street. Deserted.
“Take off your pants,” Blair said, shimmying out of her own. Porter had his down around his ankles in record time. His dick, still rock hard, stood at escort elvankent full attention.
Naked from the waist down, Blair carefully swung her legs over the center console and stumbled into Porter. She climbed on his lap, but when she lifted her hips to get onto him, Blair hit her head on the roof.
“Ouch,” Porter said, grabbing her hips to steady her.
“Hold on,” she muttered, reaching down the side of the seat for the lever. She found it and pulled, sending them flying backwards until the seat was at a 45-degree angle. They both gasped at the sudden movement, then laughed.
“That’s better,” Blair said. She reached down and found Porter’s dick, then guided it inside her. She winced as she slowly impaled herself, struggling to take his entire length at this angle.
“Shit, Porter. You get bigger since last time?”
“Unnhhh,” was all Porter said as Blair sank down onto him all the way. She put a hand on each shoulder and slowly started grinding her hips against his in slow circles, getting used to his size again. Porter’s eyes were closed and he was silent, but by the way he was trying to move his hips, Blair knew he wasn’t interested in going slow tonight.
Blair started moving up and down at a steady pace, her soaked pussy helping to relieve any discomfort from his thick dick. Porter’s breathing got heavier and his fingers dug into Blair’s hips as she rode him. She clenched her thighs tightly around his legs and sped up, bouncing up and down furiously on her captain’s lap.
She knew Porter was getting close. Blair reached down and grabbed his balls, giving them a gentle squeeze. Porter lurched forward and wrapped his arms around Blair so tightly it was hard for her to breathe.
“Oh, fuck,” he whispered. Porter thrust up into Blair three or four times as he came, then fell back against the seat with a loud exhale. Blair put her hands on his neck and planted kisses all over Porter’s face as he caught his breath.
“Jesus, Anderson,” he said finally, still panting. “We need to get you on top more often.”
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