Standing in the middle of Times Square with our favorite band playing in the background and thousands of fans crammed around us, I stood holding Jessica, kissing her fiercely. Being in full uniform and on the clock was not an ideal time for that embrace to take place, but I just couldn’t stand it a second longer. If McBee was going to be with anyone, it needed to be me, and in that moment with that jerk trying to flirt with her right in front of me, I knew it was then or never.

Jessica pulled away from me for a second. “Well, that was not what I was expecting.”

I took a few steps back, still holding on to her wrist. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“Oh, Whistler, sometimes you have to throw the rulebook out the window and live a little.” Jessica moved her hand so our fingers could interlock. “Come on.”

She started to drag me back toward where our car was parked. “What are we doing?” I tried to stop her, but she yanked me harder to get me to follow.

Glancing over her shoulder, she winked. “You’re not going to just kiss me and not act on all those pent-up feelings, are you?”

The fire that lit in her eyes ignited the ember I had been kindling deep down, lighting a blaze inside me. The wheels started turning, and all I could think about was getting Jessica into the back seat of that damn car so I could act out all the fantasies that had been plaguing my dreams for so long. I didn’t give a shit that we were supposed to be working—there were enough men and women in blue to take care of the crowd. All I cared about was making Jessica mine, completely and totally mine, right there in that moment.

I slid into the back seat after her and we started to rip off our uniforms. “Damn this cold weather gear.” I groaned, yanking off my jacket and throwing it onto the floorboard.

The cold air mixed with the heat that was radiating from our bodies, fogging up the windows of the car within seconds. The back seat was cramped as fuck but with a little awkward maneuvering, Jessica’s gorgeous curvy body was lying on top of mine. Our lips moved together in a soft, passionate dance as she moaned, sending electricity coursing all throughout my body.

“Are you sure you’re okay with this?” I asked softly before kissing down the nape of her neck.

“I wouldn’t have dragged you over here if I was going to have second thoughts. Stop overthinking everything and just kiss me, dammit!” She locked her lips with mine as I muttered, “Yes, ma’am,” against her velvety Cupid’s bow.

Her fingers trailed up and down my sides before traveling down to glide over my sensitive head.

Jessica licked her lips as I rolled my head back a bit, letting out a deep groan as she grabbed my dick and started to stroke it firmly.

“God, I want you so badly.” My voice was gravelly as Jessica began to send me into pure ecstasy.

“Do you have a condom?” Her words barely broke through my daze of euphoria.

I stuttered, “I-Inside jacket pocket, in the Altoids container.”

Jessica grabbed the tin out of my coat, flipping open the lid to find my hidden stash. She started to giggle. “You have condom mints.” She sniggered a little harder. “Get it? Like condiments.”

I shoved up onto one elbow, laughing with her a little. “Can’t keep ’em in my wallet, so I had to find somewhere else to hide them.”

Ripping open the foil wrapper with her teeth, Jessica slid the condom down my shaft then positioned herself over me. With a deep breath in, she locked her deep blues with mine, letting the head of my dick glide into her slick opening. As my length started to fill her, she gasped. Tight did not do her justice—I could barely keep my composure.

Dead puppies.

Granny panties.

Fuck.

Her hips rocked in rhythm with mine as our breathing and pace quickened. It was the most intimate moment I had ever shared with someone else. It wasn’t that we were breaking every rule, it wasn’t how incredibly sexy Jessica was as her tits bounced while she rode my dick, and it wasn’t even how intoxicating her audible cries of pleasure were—it was that in that those minutes, we were the only two people on earth, completely and totally engulfed by each other.

“Oh fuck, Sean.” Jessica cried out as her body started to tremble, sending me right into my own climax. My body started to shake as her pussy tightened and pulsed around my cock.

“Jess, you’re perfect,” I whispered as her head fell onto my chest.

“So, what do we tell everyone at work?” Jessica whispered into my ear as I stroked her cheek with the back of my hand.

“Why don’t we worry about that when someone finally catches on? For now, let’s just enjoy the ride.” I kissed her soft lips, pulling her tighter into my arms.

“I think we need to get back out there before someone realizes we’re missing.” Jess sighed into my chest before propping her chin up to look at me.

“Ugh! Why is that a thing?” I complained, tightening my grip around her.

“Duty calls, babe. Besides, we might be able to get off in time to make a late appearance at the Hayes’ party this evening.” Jess started to sort through the pile of clothes we had thrown onto the floorboard of the car.

“Do you really think that’s a good idea?” I asked, not sure I would be able to hide the I-just-banged-my-hot-partner smile that was sure to be emblazoned on my face for the remainder of the evening.

“If Myla finds out we got off of work in time and didn’t stop by, it will be both of our heads. Are you ready to deal with her feisty wrath? Because I sure as shit am not.”

“Fine,” I reluctantly agreed. McBee did have a good point, after all.