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An Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publication

www.ellorascave.com

Taking on the Law

ISBN # 9781419909832

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Taking on the Law Copyright© 2007 Cheyenne McCray

Edited by Sue-Ellen Gower.

Cover art by Syneca.

Electronic book Publication: April 2007

This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 44310-3502.

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

Content Advisory:

S – ENSUOUS

E – ROTIC

X


TREME

Ellora’s Cave Publishing offers three levels of Romantica™ reading entertainment: S (S-ensuous), E (Erotic), and X (X-treme).

The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. This story has been rated E–rotic.

S-
ensuous
love scenes are explicit and leave nothing to the imagination.

E-
rotic
love scenes are explicit, leave nothing to the imagination, and are high in volume per the overall word count. E-rated titles might contain material that some readers find objectionable—in other words, almost anything goes, sexually. E-rated titles are the most graphic titles we carry in terms of both sexual language and descriptiveness in these works of literature.

X-
treme
titles differ from E-rated titles only in plot premise and storyline execution. Stories designated with the letter X tend to contain difficult or controversial subject matter not for the faint of heart.

TABOO:

TAKING ON THE LAW

Cheyenne McCray

Author’s Note

Taking on the Law
incorporates only elements of Domination/submission and BDSM. It is not intended to accurately portray a true BDSM or Dom/sub relationship.

Taking on the Law

Chapter One

Erin Wilson gunned the engine of her little silver sports convertible as she flew down one of the darker back roads in Tucson. The powerful engine’s noise cut through the night, and wind blew her hair around her face. She didn’t care that the clip had fallen out or that the ends of the strands stung her eyes and her cheeks.

Goddamn him
!
That total bastard
.

The backs of Erin’s eyes ached and she ground her teeth. She would
not
cry over a bastard like Toby Wright.

She sucked in a breath of fresh night air and the lights of Tucson winked in the night like a glittering carpet. The road she was on wasn’t exactly desolate, it just was a little farther out from town and where some of the nicer homes were built, sparsely situated so that there was a good mile between each house, if not more.

When she’d caught Toby in bed with her
former
best friend Wendy, Erin had stood watching for a moment, unable to believe what she saw. She’d stopped by Toby’s place with Chinese takeout, let herself into his apartment with the key he’d given her—and heard noises coming from the bedroom.

Noises that sounded suspiciously like the headboard banging against the wall, and the sounds of moans and groans.

Everything had felt unreal. She set her purse on the couch, along with the food. Her ears had buzzed and skin felt stretched thin as she made it down the short hallway to the door of his bedroom.

Toby was in between Wendy’s thighs, slowly fucking her. They were both naked and her best friend reached between their bodies and massaged his balls.

“That’s it, baby,” Toby groaned. “You’re no cold fish in bed.”

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Wendy had giggled and then he’d kissed her as she drew her hand away and wrapped her legs around his hips.

Cold fish
?

Cold fish
!

Erin had grabbed the closest thing to her, one of his jogging shoes left in the doorway, the start to a trail of clothing leading to the bed.

She’d scooped it off the floor, and with all the fury built up in her, she’d flung the shoe straight at the asshole’s head.

Erin grimaced with some satisfaction as she guided the sports car down the deserted road, edging over the speed limit by a good thirty miles per hour.

She’d clocked Toby a good one, hard enough to make him almost fall off Wendy and leaving an instant imprint on his cheek of the bottom of his jogging shoe.

“What the fuck?” Toby had looked momentarily disoriented until he looked at Erin and saw her standing with her hands clenched into fists. He held his hand to the side of his head. “You bitch!”

“Erin!” Wendy had shouted, trying to scramble from beneath Toby, but he pinned her down. “I can explain! Really!”

“You both go to hell.” Erin was so pissed her entire body shook. “And I hope you enjoy one another’s company while you rot there.”

She had spun, grabbed her purse off the couch along with the bag of Chinese takeout, and slammed the door behind her.

Now the smell of the food sitting beside her on the passenger seat was making her stomach churn.

Fire and fury raged through her. She took her right hand off the wheel, grasped the paper bag of takeout and flung the bag of Chinese food out of the convertible, not giving a damn that she was littering. Everyone could go to hell.

Red and blue lights flashed behind her.

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Shit
!” She resisted banging her head against the steering wheel as she slowed the car down. Great. Just what she needed.

Fuck
.
Fuck
.
Fuck
!

Erin ground her teeth as she eased the car over to the shoulder, threw the convertible into park and killed the engine. She left the lights on and both hands on the steering wheel, clearly visible, like she’d been told one was supposed to do when stopped by a police officer.

Her heart pounded and only her rage at Toby and Wendy kept her from crying.

What a fucking great day
.

From the very start. A coworker had come on to her again and she’d filed a sexual harassment complaint with HR; her brother and the sister-in-law she
hated
left a message they were coming from Spokane to stay with her for a week; her mother called about needing money again; and Erin had had a flat tire first thing in the morning and had been late for work. That had won her some brownie points.

Not
. Her manager was a total bitch.

So, to top it all off, her best friend—
former
best friend—and her boyfriend were cheating on her, and now she’d been caught speeding. And probably littering, too.

Could things get any worse?

Don

t tease God
,
Erin
.

Her shoulders slumped and she waited for the cop to pull over and make her day even better. Dirt and rocks crunched under the cruiser’s tires, and the flashing lights made her blink from the brightness. The red and blue flashes and bright headlights nearly blinded her in her rearview mirror, and the cruiser’s engine had a powerful thrum as she saw the cop approaching the driver side of the car. She could make out his uniform but not his face.

The face of doom.

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She moved her gaze from the rearview mirror and looked straight ahead into the darkness. The sparse house lights on the deserted road blurred and her eyes burned.

I

m not going to cry
.
I

m not going to cry
!

“License and registration, ma’am,” came a deep sexy voice that sounded…familiar.

Too familiar.

She tilted her head up and her jaw dropped open.

Dave Bennett
?

He lowered his clipboard and in the flashes of light she saw the hard planes of his face and his expression of surprise. “Erin?” He said her name in that way that had never failed to make her panties damp or her nipples hard.

“Hi, Dave,” she managed weakly.

Yeah, she’d teased God and her day just got worse.

The cop she’d just been stopped by was the one and the same guy she’d dumped the end of their senior year in high school.

Dave Bennett’s cock went hard at the sight of the All-American beauty who’d been his first sexual experience—both of them had been virgins in high school, but not long after they’d started dating their junior year, things had moved pretty fast.

He’d fallen in love with the blonde, blue-eyed girl. Real hard. After two years of dating, she’d wrenched his heart in two and stomped all over it when she said things were over between them because she was going back East to college and it would be too difficult to maintain a relationship.

All the planning they’d done—they were both going to go to the University of Arizona and then he’d enter the police academy. They would get solid jobs, get married and have three kids. The two of them had laughed and, at the time he thought, loved.

But she’d torn that all apart when she left Tucson.

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Right now she was looking up at him with those wide blue eyes that even now made him want to kiss her. Erin’s hair was tangled around her face and the sweater she was wearing had drifted off her shoulders, exposing her upper arms where her sleeveless blouse ended—just enough flesh to intrigue a man. Her breasts were even more generous than he remembered.

Clipboard in one hand, he braced his palms on the door of her convertible and looked her over from head to toe. He remembered sucking the nipples that were now peaking beneath her blouse. It had been pure heaven sliding between those gorgeous thighs that were visible beneath a short skirt that had ridden up high enough that it barely covered her mound and a pussy he loved to fuck.

“Erin Wilson.” Her name came out hard and she winced. “Back in town and out for a little joyride?”

Erin’s throat worked as she swallowed. “It’s good to see you, Dave.”

“Uh-huh.” Dave tightened his grip on her car door and set his jaw. “Thirty-five miles an hour over the speed limit, not to mention tossing a bag out the window right at my cruiser. Bet it’s real good to see me.”

“Sorry?” She bit her lower lip as he fixed his gaze on her. “I had the most screwed-up day of my life, okay? And now a couple of tickets will just round it off nicely.”

He pushed away from the car. “Out of the vehicle.”

“What?” Erin’s eyes widened. “You’re going to arrest me?”

“Do you want to be charged with disobeying the direct order of a police officer, Ms.

Wilson?”

She closed her eyes briefly and then opened them. Her lovely breasts rose and fell as she gave a deep sigh. “Of course not,
Officer Bennett
.”

Erin might not have intended to turn him on with the way she said his name, but his cock went from aching to rock-hard. He could just picture taking her home, handcuffing her and flogging her in his special bondage room. What would she think if 9

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he locked her up and fucked her through the cell bars? Or slid his baton up her pussy?

He’d punish her for leaving him, and make sure she loved every minute of it.

Shit. This train of thought was killing him.

Seeing her—it opened up a whole floodgate of emotions that he’d long buried, fifteen years ago. The love he’d killed, the lust was obviously still there.

He backed up and Erin opened the door and climbed out. In the flashing red and blue lights he took in her deep red, tiny skirt that she had to tug down, and the red sweater over a sleeveless red shirt. Her legs were bare of any stockings, just the way he liked his women.

He set his ticket clipboard on the hood. “Spread your hands on the hood of your car, your stance wide.”

“You’re kidding!”


Now
.”

Grumbling under her breath, what sounded like
sonofabitch
,
she obeyed him.

When she was slightly bent, her stance wide, he went up behind her and just stood, letting her anticipate what he was going to do to her.

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