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Fuck the Police
It's a Wednesday and during those days, the Sheriff wears her uniform. It is the only day out of all her working days that Emma agreed to wear that horrid Sheriff's uniform just to appease her sometimes bitch-of-a-wife and her strict boss, the Mayor.
After checking the time to see that it was less than fifteen minutes to go before the end of her shift, Emma stopped trying to beat her 69 best score on Flappy Bird on her phone –don't get her wrong, she likes the number because you-know-what but she's frustrated because she has been trying to get a new best score for days now– to clean up the crumpled papers and food wrappings that littered on her desk.
She stopped mid-throw of the crumpled paper in her hand to the trash can when she heard the unmistakable clicking of her wife's heels. Swiveling her chair to face her wife, she saw Regina giving her one of those sexy smirks that ooze of mischief making her eyebrows crease with confusion.
"What can I do for you, Madame Mayor?" Emma asked after throwing the last litter on her desk to the bin. She couldn't help but travel her gaze up and down her wife's form. Regina was wearing her black trench coat and her black pumps.
"Oh… I don't know," the Mayor answered innocently while untying the ribbon on her trench coat before letting it fall to the floor pooling around her feet.
Emma's jaw nearly hit the floor when she gawked at her naked wife standing in the middle of the Sheriff's station.
Regina giggled internally upon seeing the shocked and awed expression on her wife's face. Walking towards Emma she bent forward to be closer to her, "Close your mouth, dear." she whispered to the blonde while lifting her wife's jaw with her finger to close it herself.
Breaking out of her own lustful haze, Emma stood up to follow her wife in one of the jail cells. When she was at arm's length from the brunette, her breath was momentarily knocked off from her when her wife pressed her to the bars with a hungry kiss that she returned with the same passion.
Emma was so caught up with the warmth pressed against her and the movement of their lips that she almost lost her balance when her wife suddenly stopped the kiss and moved away from her with a smug laugh. The brunette was laughing lowly while twirling a set of keys on her fingers. She was puzzled so she tried to step closer to her wife but was halted when her right wrist was tugged back to the bars. That's when she felt the cold metal on her wrist. She groaned and looked down to find her wrist cuffed to the metal bars.
She tugged on her arm trying to free herself to no avail. Hearing the creaking of the bed in the cell, her mock glare turned to a lustful gaze when she whipped her head to her brunette wife. Regina was propped up on the bed with her legs wide open for the whole world to see.
Letting out an inaudible growl, Emma tugged on her wrist whilst staring intently at her wife's inviting pussy on display. "Jesus Christ, Regina. Give me the keys." She could feel the cold sweat on her back. Her cheeky wife sure knows how to play with fire.
"What if I don't want to?" Regina teases with mirth in her eyes while tracing her finger from her parted lips to her collarbone and down to her bosom. She lets out a silent moan at the first touch on her pebbled peak making Emma uncomfortably stand there while watching her wife play with herself.
When Regina's wandering fingers found her wet center, Emma couldn't suppress the moan from escaping her parted lips along with the loud moan coming from her wife on the small bed.
"Are you imagining yourself touching me like this, Sheriff?" Regina panted while tracing lazy circles on her engorged clit. Her brown orbs are locked on her wife's lustful green ones. Sitting up, she leaned her back on the headboard of the lumpy bed while propping her legs up and opening wider for her own private spectator. She resumed the gentle teasing of her fingers on her little bundle of nerves while palming her breast with her free hand, letting out choked pleasured moans as she goes.
"Mmm… Em-ma…" Regina let out in a long breathy moan; her eyes fluttering close, making Emma move her gaze down to her wife's fingers disappearing inside her sleek warmth.
"Oh fuck!" Emma groaned at the sight of the glistening digits slowly pumping in and out Regina's core. "Come on, babe. Hand over the keys." She shifted from foot to foot because of the liquid heat that suddenly arose from within her while watching her wife's private show. Biting the palm of her free hand, Emma groaned at the pain. Regina's kinkiness makes her painfully aroused that she felt she would combust any moment. She was frustratingly jealous of those nimble fingers. She wants her to be the one fucking her wife into oblivion not be cuffed to the bars with her own handcuffs.
Regina completely lost herself to her own little game. Just the thought of making Emma happy by pleasuring herself in front of her wife almost made her come. With eyes firmly shut, she tweaked her nipples harder and thrust her fingers faster, her hips jerking with her thrusts. "Emma.. oh oh Emma…"
When Regina came all over her fingers, Emma's throat has suddenly gone dry. The sight of her wife coming undone with her own name coming from those pouty lips made her underwear damp with arousal. She almost tried to pleasure herself but she didn't want to lose her focus from her wife's private show so she steeled herself and clamped her teeth on the palm of her free hand.
When Regina opened her eyes, she looked straight at Emma making the blonde's breathing hitch. It was those expressive eyes that she loves so much. The emotions swirling in those magnificent brown orbs almost made her weep with joy. She could simply get lost in them and then almost abruptly those eyes were full of mischief again paired with her trademark smirk that made Emma gulp for air.
Regina climbed off the bed gracefully and pressed herself to Emma. She let her wife taste her essence in her still glistening finger. When she pulled her finger with a wet pop from her wife, she gave the blonde a peck on the lips. "Did you like that, dear?" she asked seductively into the blonde's ear giving it a wet lick.
Emma unconsciously closed her eyes and shuddered at her wife's action. She was breathless and speechless but she managed to choke out, "Keys" making Regina laugh lowly.
"Oh… I'm not done with you yet, Sheriff." She purred out when she felt Emma's free hand grasp and knead her butt cheek.
Regina planted kisses to Emma's neck and clavicle while unbuttoning her wife's shirt. She palmed Emma's bosom through her bra while peppering kisses to her bare skin. When her adept fingers reached her wife's pants, she quickly unbuttoned and pushed it down as far as it could go.
Pulling herself away from the blonde, Regina traveled her gaze appreciatively over her wife's toned body before going out of the cell to retrieve Emma's nightstick from her table drawer.
When she was once again in front of Emma, she smirked at seeing her wife audibly gulp at the sight of the nightstick.
"You know, I really love women in uniform." She whispered seductively to her gaping wife. Pressing herself once more to Emma, she nipped at her wife's skin and used her teeth to pull down her bra cups making the blonde groan in appreciation.
"Regina…" Emma moaned out when her wife started sucking and nibbling at her nipples. She could feel her panty soaked through. The foreplay is killing her. That arousal she feels in the pit of her stomach needed to be released before she loses her shit.
The sudden pressure on her clit made Emma hiss out. She was painfully aroused that just a small pressure on her drenched pussy could make her cream her underwear like a freaking waterfall. "Jesus, fuck me."
Laughing under her breath, Regina pushed her wife's soaked panties to the side and inserted her middle finger knuckle deep inside her wife's awaiting warmth.
The intrusion made Emma jerk her hips pushing Regina's finger deeper. She let out an almost animalistic growl at the sensation of that single finger inside her brushing at that sweet spot of hers and massaging her inner walls.
Emma almost cried when her wife stopped playing with her tits and pulled out of her core but instead whimpered out loud when she felt Regina inch the nightstick inside her slowly.
Regina reveled at the sight of Emma, hair tousled, almost naked, sweaty, and whimpering for release. She re-attached her lips to Emma's neck tasting her salty sweat while thrusting the night stick in and out of her wife's clenching walls in a fast and steady pace.
Emma yelled out her wife's name when she fell off that sharp edge of release. Her hips twitched from the spasms and the loss of the nightstick from her center. She felt Regina support her weight when her body went limp from the intense orgasm. She barely heard the jingling of keys and when she felt the cuff was removed from her, she instantly wrapped her heavy arms around her wife's waist.
Lifting her face from her wife's neck, Regina lazily slung her arms around Emma's shoulders bringing the blonde closer for a passionate kiss.
"Well, I believe I just fucked the police." The brunette stated breathlessly with a smug grin after they broke the kiss for air.
At that statement, Emma found herself laughing like a crazy hyena. She didn't know whether it was because her ever classy wife just said the word 'fuck' so casually or that she just got fucked against the bars of a jail cell in the Sheriff's station using her very own nightstick. Regina, indeed just fucked a police.
"I love you, my sexy Sheriff." Regina said with a kiss after their laughter died down to giggles.
"I love you more, my drop dead gorgeous Mayor." Emma planted a kiss on her wife's forehead before nuzzling the brunette's neck with butterfly kisses.
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