Anasazi Fire

by Sahara Kelly

  “Hmm. I think there is some potential.” Blanche ran her fingers across Jane’s shoulders and walked around, coming to a halt and looking her up and down. “Strip.”

  “Pardon?” Jane blinked

  “Take your clothes off, girl.”

  “Uh…”

  Do it, Jane. I need her thoughts focused on you. They’re muddled right now. I can’t read her.

  “Okay.” In response to Eddie’s urgent mental appeal, Jane’s hand drifted to her straps and she awkwardly slid them down to dangle around her elbows.

  Something shifted behind Blanche’s eyes. “Good. Continue.” The woman stepped back a couple of paces and rested against a convenient table, crossing her arms in front of her.

  Gritting her teeth, Jane shrugged the top of her dress down. And blushed once more as her breasts appeared.

  “Don’t blush. Don’t think. It’s simply skin. A body that is in no way unique.” Blanche’s words were like a douche of cold water.

  There’s nothing like a nice compliment to stroke a girl’s ego. That wasn’t one of ‘em.

  Getting more irritated by the minute, Jane slid her dress over her hips and let it pool on the floor around her feet. She amazed herself by straightening her spine and giving Miss Critic a damn good look at her 38Cs.

  Take that, teeny tits. These are real. I’ll bet you twenty bucks yours aren’t.

  Somewhere in the back of her mind, Jane heard a muffled snort of laughter. She ignored it, her gaze fixed on Blanche Overjoy.

  “Lose the panties.” Blanche flicked a finger at Jane’s underwear. “And get yourself a thong while you’re at it. Those are…well, I don’t know what they are, but they’re wrong.”

  Fuck you and the horse you rode in on. Anger built inside Jane. Like she really wanted to spend endless hours in her office having her butt flossed by an expensive piece of lace and elastic.

  Defiantly, she dropped her panties to the floor, and stood there buck-naked in front of Blanche.

  “Hmm.” Blanche reached to her and ran her fingers over Jane’s breasts, down to her navel and lower, just flicking at her pussy hair. “Not bad. Could certainly afford to lose some weight, but then again, some men like their women well-padded.”

  Jane opened her mouth to answer, temper flaring like a blow-torch.

  But Blanche forestalled her. “Touch yourself.”

  “What?”

  “Or…” Blanche stood slowly, and then closed the distance between them, licking her lips. “Would you like me to?”

  *~~*~~*

  Holy fucking shit. Eddie’s cock was a stone pillar along his thigh, and he fought harder than he’d ever done in his life to keep his mind where it needed to be.

  Inside Blanche’s head, not inside Jane’s body.

  He tried to ignore Jane’s emotions, roiling and seething around him like a wild and ravenous beast. He couldn’t afford to lose himself or his focus. Not right now.

  Biting the inside of his mouth and letting the small pain distract him from her nude beauty, Eddie lowered his eyelids and once again plunged into Blanche’s mind.

  What he saw there nearly sent him over the edge.

  Visions of Jane between Blanche’s legs. Visions of Blanche between Jane’s legs. Visions of Jane and Blanche touching, suckling, writhing on silk sheets. He swallowed. It was like running a triple-X-rated lesbian porn movie.

  But someplace there had to be images of the information he needed.

  Part of him registered Jane’s hand as she reluctantly cupped her breast for Blanche’s delectation. It was actually helpful in a masochistic sort of way, since Blanche’s conscious thoughts screamed into one particular place, leaving her subconscious unguarded. Of course, his cock ached like fury.

  But that was something he could deal with. Later.

  And there…just as Jane’s hand slid down to her pussy, Eddie found what he was looking for.

  And promptly lost it again as Jane’s fingers spread her pussy lips apart and Eddie saw what Blanche was seeing. Oh fuck.

  He could practically feel Blanche’s arousal as pink and glistening flesh swelled around Jane’s hand. He could taste the desire rising in this woman’s brain. Or maybe it was his own. Whatever it might be, there were two of them in that room with a bad case of the hots for Jane.

  But only one of them had the right equipment to satisfy her in the way she deserved. And himself while he was at it.

  Once again, Eddie breathed in and did his best to clear his head, pushing away the erotic images of a nude Jane arousing herself.

  And there…finally…

  Images of Sully and Blanche, talking, arguing, and finally exchanging something. A CD. He felt around for a location, and realized it was Blanche’s office. And now he knew exactly where she’d put it.

  He pulled out, probably a little too quickly, since Blanche suddenly swayed and put a hand to her head. “My goodness.”

  Stepping to her, he solicitously touched her arm. “Ms. Overjoy. Are you all right?”

  “I think so. I was a bit dizzy for a moment there.” She blinked.

  Eddie motioned to Jane to dress, and hid a grin at her obvious spurt of relief. Turning back to Blanche he smiled, all comfort, warmth, money and charm. “So you think my Janie has potential?”

  Blanche caved before that smile. “Definitely. Make an appointment…better yet, several appointments. She needs grooming and self-confidence, that’s all. I think she’ll do nicely after that.”

  “I’m so happy.” Eddie radiated happiness. “You’ve been very kind.”

  Blanche nodded. “My pleasure. Franklin will see you out. He’ll give you my card.” She glanced back at Jane. “Until we meet again.” Her eyes were hot.

  “Thank you very much.” Jane’s response was polite, although her brain was anything but. She watched the woman leave the room with an expression that made Eddie extremely glad his erstwhile partner wasn’t armed.

  He held a finger to his lips, stopping Jane’s words before they spilled out.

  “Hush. We’ve little time.” He looked around, narrowed his eyes at a point low on the wall and concentrated.

  Within seconds, there was a fizzle, a pop behind the electrical socket, and the lights went out.

  “Come on. Quickly. I know where the CD is, but they know where the circuit breakers are.”

  Eddie grabbed Jane’s arm and raced her out into the dark hallway, finding his way more on instinct than anything else.

  Responding to the urgency he’d put into his words, Jane followed him up the stairs without a word.

  “In here.” He opened the door to Blanche’s office, hurried to her desk, opened the top drawer and sighed with relief as he picked up the shiny CD case lying inside.

  “Shit.” A small light blinked beneath the rim of the desk. “We’ve set off an alarm.”

  Jane looked panicked. “We did?”

  “Yeah. Must be on a different circuit.” He tilted his head. “And unless the circus is in town, I’m thinking Franklin and his buddies are heading this way.”

  Chapter Five

  Hookay. This wasn’t as much fun as it was supposed to be.

  Jane held her breath and looked helplessly at Eddie. She had no clue what to suggest, what to do or where to hide. This sucked. “Control?” She wondered if anyone was listening at the Agency.

  “No time.”

  “Can’t you freeze time or something?” It was all she could think of.

  “Too many of ‘em. Too open. Won’t work here. Ahh….” Eddie dragged her over to the French doors that opened onto a small veranda.

  Jane shivered as they stepped out into the cool night air. She looked down. “Uh— Eddie? We’re two flights up here. I don’t see a drainpipe, and I’m not real good at doing that rappelling thing, even if we had a rope—which we don’t.”

  He ignored her, just putting his arms around her waist. “Trust me. You have to trust me, Jane. Can you do that?”

  She looked at him. For a
n instant out of time, parts of some kind of psychological puzzle clicked into place for Jane. Parts that were shaped like Eddie, thought like Eddie, felt like Eddie and loved like Eddie.

  She realized that for the first time in her life, she was whole.

  “Yes.” It was a simple answer, but for Jane it was a truly life-altering moment. She trusted this man. Whatever he said he was, or might or might not be, she trusted him. Simple as that. Complicated as that.

  Whatever.

  “Good.” He hugged her close. “Put your arms around me and close your eyes.”

  A nasty suspicion crept into her head. “Eddie, you’re not going to jump with me, are you?”

  “Nope. Well, not exactly…” He pressed his chin into her head. “Hold tight.”

  Eyes shut, Jane held tight. And gasped as the wind whistled around them, lashing her hair and making her dress flap against her thighs. Then there was a solid thump and they tumbled into a heap on the sidewalk.

  “Ouch.” Jane rubbed one knee.

  “Sorry.” Eddie grabbed her and bundled her into the car before she had time to think. Then they were away on the throaty roar of a powerful engine, leaving Blanche and her muscle guys far behind.

  Jane swallowed. “Um, Eddie? Did you know you’ve got a bit of hair sticking up in back of your head?”

  He laughed and smoothed it down. “Yeah. Always happens when I fly.”

  “Fly?” This was one weird dude. Jane gulped.

  Skillfully, he negotiated the streets back toward the Agency. “I was going to mention that. Sorry about the landing…I don’t do as well when I’ve got passengers.”

  “Fucking shit…” It was all Jane could manage. Her brain blurred, trying to make the impossible merely improbable. Or somehow believable. She zoned out for a bit while her thoughts went off on a fishing trip to Alaska and her adrenaline levels retreated below their redline.

  But time wasn’t standing still. Soon the CD was in safe hands, the order of the civilized world restored, and they were alone in Eddie’s rather luxurious office on the top floor of the Agency.

  “So.” He looked at her. “Jane.”

  She sighed. “Yeah. Me Jane. You—I don’t know what.”

  “Me horny.” He smiled at her, all eyes and lips and chest…

  Jane surrendered. “Then take me, Special Agent Prizzynuts. Debrief me.” She opened her arms wide. Whatever he was—or wasn’t—she was totally crazy for him.

  “Oh yeah. I’m gonna debrief you. For real this time, Jane.” Eddie’s hands stripped her efficiently. “I want my cock in you for real. I want your delicious body clamped around me as you scream—for real.”

  She found the wall against her back as she scrabbled to rip Eddie’s shirt off. “Yeah. What you just said…” She bit her lip in frustration as his fly caught, then freed his cock to fall heavily into her hands. Silky and hard, it burned her palms.

  Oooh. Yeah. Super dude—super cock.

  Eddie’s teeth closed around one nipple and bit gently as she squeezed her way up the hot length of him. “Like that?”

  “Mmm.” She leaned her head back. “More.”

  “Yes, ma’am.” He pressed his weight into her, not caring about his cock, wrapped in her hand, crushed between them. He kissed her, hard and hungry, thrusting his tongue into her mouth, then investigated the skin of her neck, nipping at its base, sending shivers down her spine.

  Her pussy ached and wept, moisture flooding her thighs. She opened her mouth, needing…wanting…so much. She licked into his ear and grinned as she felt him shudder all the way to his toes.

  “Jane…Christ…” His hips thrust hard against hers, grinding their bodies together. “Why the hell do you make me so fucking hot for you?”

  She couldn’t answer, since he filled her mouth with his tongue again. “Mmm.” The feeling’s mutual.

  Thank God. Eddie’s mental words flashed into her brain, followed by images of the two of them doing impossible things to each other. It was erotically amazing, and the best mental foreplay Jane could have dreamed of.

  Her clit screamed, her breasts felt about the size of watermelons, and she was hotter for him that was humanly possible.

  “I’m gonna come, Eddie…” She had no idea if the words had come from her mouth or her mind. It was all one and the same with this man. If she didn’t get him into her within seconds, there was going to be a supernova on the surface of the Earth that would puzzle astronomers for years.

  “Eddie…now, for God’s sake…now!” She choked out a plea from her soul.

  “Yeah, now.” Eddie slid his hands under her buttocks, raised her to just the right height and thrust his cock inside her.

  “Oh. My. God.”

  Jane exploded, her climax shuddering through her, ably assisted by Eddie’s hips as they pounded against her. He drove her higher, the rough feel of the wall against her naked back contributing to the immense eruption threatening to blow her brains off the planet and into uncharted galactic quadrants. Then he joined her, filling her with his come, throbbing inside and sending her off all over again.

  She screamed. For real.

  So did Eddie.

  *~~*~~*

  Three Months Later

  “You sure you want to do this?”

  Jane rolled her eyes. “No. Of course not. I just want to wither away, age and die while you watch.” She touched his shoulder. “We’ve been over this so many damn times, Eddie. When are you going to believe me?”

  He smiled. “Well, the last time you agreed, you had your mouth full, if I remember correctly. I couldn’t quite make out what you were saying.”

  Jane smiled back. “Can I help it if I love your cock? I didn’t hear you objecting.”

  Eddie’s throat moved as he swallowed. “And you won’t.”

  Jane followed his gaze as he stared at the road ahead. The phone call inviting them to meet with the Anasazi Elders had come as a welcome surprise. Whether they’d be able to honor Eddie’s request to change Jane, to make her like him, well, that was yet to be decided.

  Eddie had been the one to ask this favor of his people, explaining that their mental link was unique. Apparently it was, since once that bit of news had reached Elder ears, there’d been quite a bit of intense correspondence, some legal stuff to sign and a few cryptic phone calls.

  Eddie had done the legwork and filed the formal request. Jane had been the one who had encouraged him every step of the way.

  They both wanted it. They both wanted each other with a certainty that was absolutely and completely etched in stone.

  But Eddie still couldn’t resist making sure. “Giving you powers like mine, asking you to become what I am…I dunno, Jane. It’s a big step.”

  “Look, we don’t even know if it’ll work yet.” Jane patted his arm maternally. “This is my decision, Eddie. I love you. You’re stuck with it. And if this whole thing works, if your Elders can make me like you, you’re stuck with me. For a hell of a long time, too. Are you sure you want to do this?”

  He snorted. “Like you have to ask.”

  “Okay then. Subject closed.” She yawned. “So when do we get to Mesa Verde?”

  He blinked. “We’re not going to Mesa Verde.”

  “But—I thought we were going to see your Elders, or whatever you call ‘em.”

  “Yeah, we are.”

  Jane sighed. Patience. He was, fundamentally, a man, when all was said and done. A pretty extraordinary one, sure, but with a lot of the basics going on there, too.

  She tried again. “Eddie. Where are we going?”

  “Weeelll…” he drawled the word out, teasingly. “How bad do you wanna know?”

  There was a twinkle in his eye that Jane had no difficulty recognizing. She didn’t need their mental link to tell exactly what he had on his mind. She grinned. “Can you be bribed?”

  “A blow job would be nice.”

  “Pull over.”

  The tires screeched and the car rattled and bumped ont
o the shoulder. Jane had his fly unzipped before he’d turned the engine off. Hers was already racing above the red line. She loved his cock. Loved knowing how much he enjoyed it when she sucked him back as far as she could into her throat. And especially loved teasing his balls at the same time.

  Yeah. The basic simple truth was, she loved him.

  Pouring that love into her actions, Jane tugged at Eddie, getting him where she wanted him—into her mouth.

  He sighed with pleasure, running his hands through her hair. “God, Jane…”

  “Mmm.” She teased the long vein that ran the length of his cock.

  “How did I live so long without you?” he gasped.

  She smiled around his heat. There was one little spot—right there—that rolled his eyeballs. She teased it again. “Don’t know.”

  As had become habit between them, Eddie dropped his mental shields and let his thoughts flow into Jane’s head. His delight, his pleasure, his arousal—even an image of herself as she moved her head up and down his cock. It sure was weird watching oneself giving a guy a blow job, but she’d gotten used to it.

  And yes, it turned her on. As did the images she got from him when he returned the favor. It was wild sex on so many levels, and she had to pinch herself sometimes to make sure this whole thing wasn’t some kind of crazy hallucination.

  But the taste of him in her mouth was real, as was the hot honeyed liquid that had started dampening her pussy. Turning him on turned her on too.

  Eddie sighed, trembling as she teased the tiny slit at the tip of the swollen head. A drop of moisture oozed from it and Jane licked at it, tasting him, loving him, then swallowing as much as she could of him once more. And reaching to cradle his balls as she did so.

  He was panting. “Jesus, babe…”

  His thoughts lost focus, images blurred, and she knew his orgasm was nearly on him. As if his physical reactions swamped his head, even with all his super mind skills. The sex between them was that powerful, that seductive.

  His thighs hardened and clenched around her, and Eddie threw his head back so sharply she swore she heard a bone or two crack. “Jane…”

  He came, spurts of hot seed filling her throat as she swallowed, taking every last drop of him. And loving it.