He course hands rolled down her back easeing the tension in her muscles. As he slowly made his way down her spine, stopping then his hands cupped her bottom. The warmth of his breath on her neck made her shiver despite the heat as he nibbled playfully on her ear. She became lost in the sensaion of his lips nipping, and sucking, and kissing there way down her neck. The need between her thighs growing as she felt his erction pressing against her backside.

Brian's hand ran gracfully over her side, cupping the mound of plush red curls, that had grown amp from his touch. A moan escaped Eliza's lips as his fingers slid further between her thighs, caressing her hard nub.

"Brian," His name spilled from her lips on a moan as he pushed two fingers into her warm center. Slowly teasing her, enjoying the sounds that escaped her full lips. He puled her to him, holding her firmly pressed to him, warpping his free arm around her chest and taking a hard bead between his fingers and twirling it gently.

"Oh Christ, Brian...shit!" She gasped and pushed into him, wiggiling gainst his erection as his fingers danced between her thighs and her orgasim shook her. He pulled his hand away, and turned her so she sat, legs spread wide, panting from her release, skin glistening in the overhead lights. He glazed eyes rose to meet his lust laidend eyes as he bought his fingers to his mouth and sucked he juice from them. Moving towards her and pulling her face to his in a deep kiss.

Tasting herself on his tounge ignited the fire or lust inside her, as she pushed his boxers down his round ass, finally freeing his member. She tugged gently, pulling him close enough to line up with her entrance.

Brian knew now thhat hse was dead serious about this. No matter how slow he went, how vunerable she became, she didn't stop him. Just pushed him for more. He Kissed her before placing his hands on her ass, and buring himself deep inside her. Feeling her gasp against his lips.

"GAMBLE, WHERE ARE YOU MAN?!" The shout made them both panic. Seperateing quickly, as the hall illuminated from the auto lights on the S.W.A.T. floor.

"GAMBLE." The voice called again, Eliza's hands were saking, Fuck, if we get caught we're both fired. Shit who is that? Is it Jim? Or is it T.J.? Shit! Where's my bra? She grew frantic as the sound of foot falls aproached where they were. Brian, gathered her bra and shirt from next to the desk, as he pulled his shirt back over his head. Kissing her cheek before he left her alone.

"Hey Street. What are you doing here so late?" Eliza sighed in relief as she pulled her shirt back over her head, and straightend her appreance. Aside from a flush she looked almost like nothing had happened. Oh God, what would Jim have thought if he walked in on us like that? Their conversation was just audible as she straind to listen.

"Came to see how Fuller's bitch was doing is all."

"Come on dude, you know I fucking hate him. And this "clean for remodeling" thing is bullshit. He just wants me off S.W.A.T. He's waiting for a reason to shit can me. I just-"

"Now you sound paranoid." Jim chuckled, "By the way, you're fly's down. You might want to fix that before you go back in to Liz, she might get the wrong idea sugar."

"Fuck you dude. You know you want me." Brian's voice dripped sarcasim, as Jim whistled. Jim's voice dropped and Eliza had to move closer to the oor to hear what was beeing said.

"So, Brian...Have you made you're move yet?"