C1 The Highway Patrol

Officer Harvey Banach sighed and slumped back in his driving seat. Just another five minutes and he could clock out and leave; his shift had been lengthy and tedious. He just wanted to get home. Speed trap duty was extremely boring, but he was eager to earn the promotion he had been seeking to escape it and transition to more serious police work.

As an opulent-looking automobile went by, his speed gun went crazy and he cursed. He wanted to leave for home, but he had to complete this task, so he pulled over and started to follow the car. He briefly switched the siren as soon as he was behind the car. He wanted to get rid of this annoyance immediately and go home to unwind.

Veronica Blake had the worst day ever; her car broke down and she was running late for work, which only made her day worse. Then she learned that her biggest nemesis had already been granted the promotion, which she had been hoping to get. She needed a change because she was tired of her career, but it wasn't going to happen soon.

As a siren sounded behind her, she was startled out of her thoughts. She cursed loudly as she noticed that she was traveling three miles over the speed limit. She considered attempting to flee from the officer, but that would just complicate matters. She muttered in annoyance as she searched for a place to pull over, not that things could get any worse. She had to fight the urge to make a disrespectful gesture to the cop when the siren sounded once more.

Veronica didn't care anymore; when the fine was announced, she would pay the officer everything. It only made her more irate. Harvey could see her now, and he was going to grit his teeth in anger. He would certainly make the fine stick because she wasn't following instructions. He was so pissed off of haughty drivers who believed they were in charge and could do as they pleased.

Veronica pulled over on the shoulder of a service bay just as Harvey was ready to flick the siren once more. At least this time he didn't have to worry about evading traffic. Veronica stopped the car and waited for the officer to exit; she was undoubtedly going to serve him.

She murmured in anger, "I don't need a fine, but these cops had nothing better to do but go track down their all-important penalties."

She had to deal with much more nonsense today. Harvey unlocked his door, grabbed his ticket book, and walked across to the automobile in front of him. Since he was meant to be off duty at this point but was forced to do this, he wasn't in the mood for any more crap today. With frustration, he reasoned that his promotion couldn't possibly come any sooner.

As the woman sat inside and took her time getting up, he impatiently banged on the window. Veronica became even more incensed when someone rapped on her window, and she would throw him a look that would make a lion tremble.

"What do you want?" Veronica frowned as she touched the window button and asked the officer.

Harvey was offended by her outburst and furious that she was wasting his time. He would therefore waste hers in exchange, "Maybe to get haughty speeders to follow the law? Miss, please get out of the car," He retorted furiously.

For a brief while, Veronica was caught aback by the demanding cop's devilishly seductive appearance, especially because his eyes were suddenly possessed by a piercing and deep glare like dark stormy clouds.

"And why should I? I have no reason to believe you," Veronica countered.

She would play along if he were to do so. He continued nearly hissing, his eyes piercing into hers, "Get out of the car now or excess fines will be chargeable. You've given me a reason to believe you could be hiding something."

Veronica realized with a startling sense of dread that the figure in front of her was a genuine cop, a real man. Unfortunately for her, he was a haughty officer who enjoyed fining her. She wouldn't give up so quickly because she hadn't pushed him all the way yet. She would have just paid the fine and gone on if it had been any other day, but after the frustrating day she had just experienced, she felt like a raging bull, and the cop's arrogant behavior only served to further alert her. Real cop or not, masculine or not, she wasn't going to let him get away with this!

"And what gives you that impression? Even though I have nothing to conceal, I don't like how this is being handled," Veronica retaliated, looking back at Harvey with her glaring eyes.

She believed she was so tough because of her bright green eyes, which just pierced into him. Harvey, on the other hand, thought he would take great pleasure in charging her with failing to comply with a police officer's orders if she didn't come out of the car in the next five seconds. He was going to teach her a lesson. He was being stretched to the limit by this woman.

Veronica swore, thinking it was a waste of a hot specimen. She would have likely asked him for his phone number if he wasn't such a hard ass and in this predicament. The best thing she could do right now was to get this over with so she could get home and unwind from her day's stress. She unlocked the door and stepped outside.

Harvey said sternly, "Ma'am, put your hands against the roof and spread your legs. Time for a body search for concealments."

He looked forward to upsetting Miss Uptight.

"Whether a cop or not, she would give him a good kick on the ass if he tried anything stupid," She muttered under her breath.

She wasn't a piece of meat, and if he treated her improperly, she would take his badge. She was a very seductive woman, but Harvey found her to be way too stuffy and her attitude could ice a horse's balls, so he bit his bottom lip to contain a groan. He was aware of the fact that the uptight disliked being stirred up in any way. He was entering uncharted ground with what he planned to do, but it could at least give him some entertainment. An irrational urge had just taken hold as he followed it. He grabbed her forcefully, starting the search from her underarms. He was aware that his touch wasn't quite professional, but he didn't care because this woman had sparked a need in him.

"At least it's going to be a little entertaining," Harvey thought with a wicked grin.

His harsh touch caused Veronica to bite her lip to contain the groan that was about to escape. He was not acting professionally, and she should have kicked his ass for it, so she knew she needed to say something. But for some reason, she was unable to speak up. She was aware that if she didn't act, the masculine cop would perceive her as helpless and simply initiate his manipulation. When she felt the firm bulge in his jeans, she forced back against him and massaged against his crotch, almost letting out a groan. He was pressing firmly on her, and although she should have reacted to this, she remained immobile as his hands circled her and 'searched' the sides of her breasts.

Veronica stroked her tight ass against his cock, which was straining against his jeans, and Harvey murmured, more with a snarl than anything else, "Hold still."

He didn't understand how his annoyance with this woman had become so lascivious and in a completely different direction after touching her. He assumed that he would get his ass kicked as a result of this. She was testing him, so he tested her back by reaching around her and grabbing the sides of her breasts. The softness of her breasts broke way under his demanding hand, forcing him to choke back another groan.