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by The Forgetful Spy (lit)

  Laurie strolled to the bed positioning herself between his legs which dangled off the edge. Her gaze strayed to the massive erection tenting his fly. She wanted to touch him.

  “Go ahead. Touch it.” He could read her mind disturbingly enough.

  A flash of heat blasted her cheeks as she reached a hand down to stroke his shaft through the fabric. The hard ridge felt like a steal bar lodged in his jeans. She fairly vibrated with the desire to pull his pants off and impale herself on his cock.

  “Unzip me.”

  Laurie stopped a rush air from escaping in surprise. She swallowed hard and leaned slightly to unfasten the button. It popped open as if by magic. She grasped the small metal rectangle and the ripping sound of the zipper opening sent a gush of fresh wetness between her legs.

  His cock sprang forth hindered only by the navy boxers. With trembling fingers she boldly stroked him through the thin cotton fabric. A guttural noise erupted from his throat when she then grasped his cock in a loose fisted hand and squeezed.

  “You’re playing with fire, darlin’.”

  The power of his reaction to her touch was a heady feeling. She squeezed his length once more and stroked her fingers down his wide shaft, eliciting a hiss of appreciation from his lips. A pulse of needful desire throb a rhythm in her core.

  “Tell me what to do to get a blaze going,” she whispered. She was about to self-combust.

  “Undress for me,” his hoarse whisper commanded. “Slowly.”

  Laurie took a deep breath and moved her hand from his bobbing cock to the buttons of her blouse. One by one she released each fastener through its respective hole until the lace of her bra was revealed. She shrugged her shoulders. The silky gray garment slid down her back to puddle at her heels. She undid the button and zipper of her skirt and slid the fabric down her legs. She kicked her shoes off, glad that the warm temperature had allowed her to leave her legs bare this morning.

  Colin pushed up from his reclining position his face aligning with her chest. “Pull the straps of your bra down. I want to taste your nipples.”

  Laurie shivered. Her arms crossed, fingers dipping beneath the elastic at her shoulders to do what he asked. Revealing her breasts to him was the single most erotic thing she’d ever done, unless she counted touching his cock moments ago because he told her to do so.

  Colin’s hands slid from her bare thighs to her waist. He pulled one aching breast to his waiting mouth. The warm suction from his lips and tongue on her nipple made her legs so weak they almost buckled. If he noticed her wobble, he ignored it in favor of releasing the first nipple only to latch his mouth onto her other breast.

  He toyed with the edge of lacy elastic on her panties. Hooking his fingers beneath the top edge, he pulled them down her legs until the fabric pooled at her feet with the rest of her discarded clothing. The suction he exerted on her nipples released only long enough to complete his task. He kissed a path to her navel and back to her breasts.

  His fingertips skimming the inside of her thighs should have prepared her, but she jumped when his hand unerringly found her wet slit. She was distracted by the erotic pull of his lips against her nipples. He slipped two fingers deeply inside her and rubbed her aching clitoris with his thumb. The sensations overwhelmed her body.

  Laurie slid her hands into his hair and pulled his head forward. For several pulse pounding moments, he stroked her clit and alternately sucked her nipples until she was ready to scream.

  Panting harshly and pressed up against the rabid edge of another roaring climax, she couldn’t catch her breath. She shrieked in frustration when he abruptly released her and stood up breaking the intimate contact.

  She stumbled backwards a step trying to control her harsh panting. “Why did you stop?”

  He grinned. “I’ve got too many clothes on.”

  Laurie released a deep sigh and grabbed his shirt to help pull it over his head. He kicked his shoes off and she watched transfixed as he slowly removed his jeans. His magnificent shaft caught her attention. She knew it was rude to stare, but she couldn’t look at anything else.

  He laughed. “See anything you like?”

  “Yes.”

  “Still shy?”

  She swallowed hard. “Yes.”

  “Name the position you want to try first.”

  She glanced at the bed and back into his eyes. “I want…you on top of me,” her hoarse whisper sounded like the definition of desperation.

  Colin smiled. “Come here.” When she didn’t move, he reached out and pulled her against his chest. She’d never been completely naked with a man before. Her sexual experience was extremely limited and relegated to a single hurried high school experience along with a couple of half clothed back seat episodes during college. They were very distant memories and nothing like the power of emotion she experienced in this moment.

  Laurie didn’t know what to do with her hands so they remained loose at her sides. Colin buried his face against her neck. His lips grazing the sensitive place below her ear as he hugged her tight. The hard length of his arousal pressed into her belly. He massaged her back and at the sudden release of the elastic squeezing beneath her breasts, her bra loosened and fell to the floor.

  “You’re beautiful.” His whispered words caressing the tender skin along her jaw relaxed her. “Get on the bed. I’ll get a condom.”

  Condom? She’d forgotten. How foolish.

  Laurie pulled the sheets back and crawled on the bed twisting to stretch out on her back. She watched mesmerized as he secured the condom. He didn’t hesitate quickly climbing on the bed positioning himself over her in seconds.

  “Spread your legs, darlin’.”

  Her eyes slid half shut, anticipating the imminent pleasure, as she widened her legs. She was about to have sex with the man she’d been dreaming about for months.

  “I’ve wanted you for so long.” She closed her eyes and whispered, “Take me.”

  * * * *

  Colin was so turned on it was a wonder he hadn’t climaxed putting the damn condom on. Rachel, no, he meant Laurie. She insisted on being called Laurie, which was so fucking intriguing accompanied with the whole innocent act, his cock throbbed in anticipation. With her stupendous performance, she took the art of undercover persona to an entirely new level.

  Her innocently whispered plea, “Take me,” made him want to slide his cock to the hilt and fuck her until she came screaming his name. He knew she was drenched since his fingers were coated in her wetness from stroking her to release.

  Colin inhaled deeply to calm his ardor but the musky fragrance hanging in the air did nothing to slow his libido. He leaned down and kissed her mouth lowering his body to cover hers. His cock aligned perfectly and nestled between her legs. Grabbing himself he inserted the head of his penis inside her warmth. Slippery and tight, her pussy clenched him like an oiled fist.

  He broke the kiss. “Look at me.”

  Laurie’s eyes popped open.

  “Can you feel me?” He thrust forward an inch as he spoke.

  Her eyes widened and she nodded slowly.

  “Tell me you want me.”

  “I want you. All of you.”

  Colin drove his cock deep, sheathing himself to the hilt watching her face as he pierced her. The pleasure registering in her half closed eyes made the long wait all worthwhile.

  God, she was beautiful.

  Sliding a hand between them, he found and stroked her clit as he pushed in and pulled out. In and out. After only a few strokes she arched her back and met him thrust for thrust. Her fingers gripped his shoulders, nails digging into his sweat glistened skin.

  He was fast approaching a ball-tightening climax. The closer he got to the edge of release, the faster he pumped. Her breathing increased to panting. Eyes closed, she threw her head back against the pillow. Sounds of the seductive moans escaping her throat sent a vibrant pulse down his body, which curled around the base of his cock.

  Laurie screamed as she climaxed
. Her internal muscles rippled clenching his dick and sent him blissfully over the edge of orgasmic release as he pumped the last several strokes deeply.

  The sensitive flesh of his cock trembled from exquisite torture after he came. Slumping over her, Colin kissed her neck resisting the urge to nip at her skin. Something about a powerful, long-awaited orgasm made him want to bite into flesh. Animal instincts, he guessed.

  She slid her arms around his neck and kissed a path along his jaw until she reached his chin.

  “That was amazing,” her murmur lost in the kiss she pressed to his mouth.

  Colin sighed deeply and nodded unable to generate enough energy for a reply. He was spent. Balanced on his elbows to keep from crushing her, he wanted to slide down, cover her body and take a nap.

  The last time he’d come this close to a sexual encounter was with Rachel in Columbia. The memory of her pussy poised over his mouth milliseconds before he’d clamped on to take the first taste slid into his mind and made him smile.

  “How did that compare?”

  “Compare?”

  “To Columbia?” He licked her throat tasting salt.

  She remained silent for so long he lifted his head to see if she was awake.

  “Why do you insist I was in Columbia? I assure you, I wasn’t.”

  “Do I need to sweep for bugs? No one is listening to us. I promise you.”

  A panicked expression colored her cheeks. “I should hope not.” She glanced at the door and windows as if uncertain.

  “I won’t tell.” Colin knew he was being unreasonable.

  The very first rule of undercover work was don’t trust anyone. Especially don’t trust anyone that’s not in your chain of command. He didn’t know why it was so important to get Rachel, or Laurie, to admit her covert role. Anytime he was undercover and someone questioned his identity, he prepared to die before revealing anything. He slid his cock from her and rolled onto his back.

  “You have obviously confused me with some other girl.” She turned away to face the door and curled in a ball.

  He was being an ass. She shouldn’t be expected to reveal her undercover identity to appease him. Especially not in bed, especially not since he’d just had the best sex of his life in the missionary position with a woman who intrigued him as no other woman ever had.

  He certainly hadn’t been a boy scout in the bedroom during his life. He didn’t lack for female company when he wanted it. And he hadn’t wanted anyone but her since he’d caught her on those stairs before he’d left on his last mission.

  Colin turned his face toward the back of her head. She sniffed. Shit. Was she crying?

  He rolled over and snuggled up behind her. “I’ve got the right girl. I’m sorry for what I said.”

  She sniffed again. “Okay.” She rolled to her back. He cupped her jaw and kissed her mouth. Running his hand down to her breast, his cock throbbed and he realized he needed to take a trip to the bathroom.

  He stopped kissing her. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”

  Colin slid off the bed and went to dispose of the condom. He was half afraid she’d be gone by the time he returned. He cleaned himself up as quickly as possible and popped the bathroom door open expecting an empty room. She was seated on the edge of the bed looking at the door. The sheet from the bed was wrapped securely around her middle showcasing her lovely shoulders.

  “Do you want something to drink? I have a bottle of excellent scotch whiskey with me.” Colin strolled nude to the small table in the corner of the motel room and poured himself a short glass.

  “No, thank you. I don’t drink.” She glanced up at him and then her gaze slid to his cock, which was getting hard again. Her cheeks flamed red. She looked away quickly. Regretfully.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “I’m not used to seeing naked men prancing about.” Her voice was barely audible over the air-conditioning unit pumping out a chilly breeze with a steady hum.

  “Me either.” He chanced a look and saw a half smile. “And for the record, I’m not prancing. I’m pacing around the room in a very manly way.”

  She laughed. “Yes. I’m sorry. You’re very manly.”

  Colin strolled over and seated himself on the bed crowding her until he connected their bodies along one side. His cock reared to full attention ready for more action as he took a sip of whiskey. From the corner of his eye he saw her glance at his erection and look away as if embarrassed. Still playing the prim innocent. God, she was good. He could take lessons.

  “What happens now?” Her barely audible question sent several scandalous thoughts of all the licentious things they could do next.

  He lowered the glass to his thigh and rested his chin on her shoulder. “Whatever you want.” He kissed her cheek.

  “We already did what I wanted. What do you want?”

  “I want more.”

  “More? But you already—” She stopped abruptly when he shoved his half empty glass in her hand.

  “Hold this and I’ll show you exactly what I want.” He slid to the floor on his knees twisting to squat in front of her. The white sheet draped across her legs revealed one knee and hid the other. She held a corner of fabric loosely tucked under one arm to cover her breasts. Placing his hands on her knees, he slid his fingertips along both of her inner thighs until he reached her moistened and utterly delectable pussy.

  “Wait.” She clutched the sheet to her breast and wobbled the glass, sloshing the whiskey up to the rim, almost spilling it.

  “No. I’ve got to have a taste of you.” He pushed the sheet up revealing the trimmed thatch of her mound and lowered his head between her thighs. “I’ve dreamed about this.”

  Colin pulled her lower lips open gently and clamped his lips onto her clit, licking at the creamy moisture gathered there. Her legs closed in on his head.

  Laurie whimpered at first and shrieked when he sucked on her clit again. Moments later, her thighs relaxed and her fingertips brushed the back of his head. Colin took it as encouragement and licked her. He slid two fingers inside her drenched pussy relishing the tangy flavor of aroused woman swirled together with the residual whiskey on his tongue. His cock throbbed once, wanting to enter to the hilt as he played.

  The sound of his beeper going off split the air a half a second before Laurie arched her back and screamed in release. He loved that she was a screamer. He pumped his fingers in and out of her body as her orgasm convulsed and patently ignored his beeper.

  After four rings his beeper stopped only briefly before it started up again. He should have turned it off. Colin released her clit, kissed Laurie’s inner thigh once and leaned over to retrieve his beeper from the nightstand.

  The message was from Ken to report back for an urgent assignment. What the hell?

  Chapter 6

  Laurie trembled as she recovered from the live reenactment of the erotic dream she’d had a couple of weeks ago. Her sexy FBI agent, Colin, had starred in both performances. In this version, he’d parted the sheet to dip his head between her legs and then he’d licked her. Even in the privacy of her own mind, she whispered the words. Wicked, wonderful pleasure pounded through her veins as her core pulsed in the aftermath of pleasure.

  Slumped on the bed utterly exhausted, Laurie clutched his glass of whiskey in her hand. She didn’t know how she could sit upright let alone keep his drink from spilling everywhere.

  Her gaze traveled to Colin kneeling next to the bed. He was still naked. His huge erection rested against the nightstand as he checked his beeper. It beeped again for a third time in his hand.

  “Who is it?”

  “Nobody important.” He clicked a button and the annoying noise stopped in mid beep. He dropped the device next to the lamp, grabbed his glass and took a sip. “Now, where were we?”

  A cell phone started playing a tune she didn’t recognize from beneath the clothing strewn next to the bed.

  “What the fuck?” Colin grunted under his breath. He pushed the glass bac
k into her hand and crawled over to his pants to dig for the phone.

  When he found it, he snapped it open and snarled, “What?” into the receiver.

  Laurie couldn’t hear the other person, but she watched his face change from one of supreme anger to one of disbelief. His eyes widened. He grunted once and ran a hand through his hair brushing a couple of errant strands off his forehead. “Tonight?” he asked and then paused.

  Glancing over at her once quickly, he sighed deeply and turned his attention to the phone call. Through gritted teeth he said in a low tone, “I’m where you told me to go.”

  Laurie looked down into the amber contents of the glass she held and pondered his phone call. It sounded like he was being called away. She wondered if this was a planned call. Perhaps he’d engaged one of his friends in advance to set up a call and interrupt them so he wouldn’t have to stay and explain why he didn’t want to see her again.

  She supposed he would never come back. Why would he? He’d gotten exactly what he wanted, right? But then again, Laurie had certainly gotten more than she bargained for. A shudder vibrated down her body from recent memory. She hated that this sexy assignation was already over. She sniffed the glass she held and her nose scrunched in distaste. She hated the scent of alcohol.

  “Fine.” Colin snapped his phone shut and dropped it on his pants. He crawled back to the bed courtesy of his hands and knees, wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a wet kiss between her breasts.

  “Sounds like you have to leave.”

  He sighed. “I do. But don’t worry, I’ll be back as soon as I can.” He rubbed the side of his face across her chest and kissed her shoulder. The soft brush of his hair tickled her collarbone.

  Laurie nodded, but knew her face reflected the skepticism coursing through her wild imagination. Her aunt had filled her head with all kinds of tales of male debauchery since she’d been old enough to know the difference between boys and girls. Thus far, Aunt Fiona had been proven correct time and again.

  “You don’t have to come back. We’re even after all.”