“My God, Gwen, what were you thinking? No matter how brilliant you are, no plan is foolproof.”
Perhaps it’s the heat, her scent, or her smoldering eyes. Maybe it’s because I promised not to fuck her. Whatever the cause, lust-madness overwhelms me. I may go to hell, but I need her more than my next breath.
My suspect has admitted to selling intel to the enemy, and I’m not sure how this will play out in the courts. She’ll need to find an expert, like a professor at MIT, to verify what she says is true. If not, she’ll be arrested for treason and could spend most of her life behind bars. Her asshole ex will have control of her kid.
I don’t want to admit it, but if the worst happens, my fucking heart may never recover.
A clap of thunder makes us jump apart. Inside, as a deluge of water pounds on the metal roof, she scoots next to me on the bed and places her hand high on my thigh.
“No point in driving until the rain lets up.” She reaches for the bedstand drawer, opens it, and drops a package of condoms on the bedspread.
There are so many reasons I should not sleep with this gorgeous traitor. However, right now, I cannot think of one. If my boss should call me out, I’ll mention how seduction was his idea. He can’t fire me for following his orders.
Walking fingers dance up my leg, unbuckle my belt, and as they unzip my fly, my breath hitches.
“Fuck, Gwen, what you do to me.” Grabbing her left hand, I place it over my thumping heart.
Using her opposite arm, she does the same. Both stunned, we dare not move or talk. What we’re about to do isn’t just sex, and yet neither of us can admit it.
The first to break the spell, her mouth collides with mine, causing the emotional tsunami inside me to crest.
“Lady. I’m on fire.” I tear her t-shirt over her head as she kicks off her sandals and tugs off her sensible, soft, white bra.
I kiss down her long neck and her collarbone and continue my path to her perfectly-sized pert breasts. There, I suck, lave, and feast until she squirms and moans.
Her tiny sounds unleash my inner caveman. The need to claim her above all other things overwhelms me. She spreads her legs, I inhale her scent, and the madness in my head grows louder.
Once I reach her nub, I lick it and play it like a virtuoso until it blossoms. She’s so close. I insert one finger inside her, then two. I’m not a small man and want her to enjoy our joining. As I’m stretching her, she screams and comes so hard, the bed vibrates.
Cum leaking from my tip, I drop my jeans and underwear. My hands shake as I fumble to unroll the condom. Kneeling in front of me, she kisses my tip and helps me cover my length.
The storm outside cannot compare to the one raging inside me. I bring her to the edge again and plunder into her sweet cunny. With each excruciatingly pleasurable plunge, she arches up to meet me.
“Ah, ah…” She’s having trouble finding her high, so I flip her on top.
“Ride me to the finish line, honey.”
As her head flings back, I reach my thumb between us. The pressure causes her to jolt, scream, and climax. Reacting to her clenching muscles, I buck, hit the back of her womb, and orgasm so fucking hard, I see stars.
Sometime later, we float down from our post-coital bliss. Groaning, I pull her off my body and deal with the condom.
Once I return, she’s so sexy lying there that I can’t resist a repeat performance. This time, however, I promise myself to go slower and sweeter. The change in pace is new to me. I know how to pleasure a woman, but not like this. For the first time in my life, I understand why people call this making love.
After a shower, the storm passes, and we pack. Outside, ocean freshness replaces the oppressive humidity.
“Ready to go?” My shirt open, I relish the breeze.
“Should I bring my suitcase?” With her lips swollen from my kisses and cheeks red from my beard burn, she smiles at me.
I have no idea if she’ll ever return, but I nod because it’s the right thing to do. With her bag in hand, I lead her to my car and get the eerie feeling of someone watching us.
“Get in the car, Gwen. Fast.”
Chapter 19
A wolf doesn’t turn around when a dog barks.~African Proverb
Gwen
