by J M LOWE
He knew she would have been oblivious to the level of protection that had been afforded to her, his entire team each playing their part in keeping her safe. He knew instinctively, if she mattered to him, she mattered to them, no question about that.
He was watching the miles’ clock by as he made sure his cargo was delivered to the safe house in one piece. This sure as shit wasn’t the position he had expected to find himself in when he first boarded the plane to go and find her.
Sarah sat, allowing her head to fall back against the cool black leather of the seat, her heart was racing, the twist deep within her gut becoming more and more intense as she tried to control her breathing, her nerves more on edge than at any time since they had boarded the plane, aware of the man beside her, aware of the fleeting glances that he grabbed every chance he got.
The car slowed, she tried to see where they were, but the dim lighting made it hard and this wasn’t an area she was familiar with.
Thick heavy metal gates opened and slid into the walls either side. Connor drove through and then waited for the gates to close behind them.
Sarah looked back to see another blacked-out Range Rover flash its lights before turning off. They’d had a car following them the whole time and she hadn’t even noticed, anything else she had missed?
Connor drove slowly up a long sloping gravel driveway, the sound of crunching pebbles heightened by the sound of nothing, silence, no hum of passing traffic, nothing, where the hell had he brought her?
The drive couldn’t have been more than thirty minutes’ tops, but somewhere along that journey, Sarah had lost her bearings, or was that her damn mind, right now she wasn’t sure which?
A white cuboid type building with large panels of glass on the side and front elevations loomed large in her sights, this was some safe house.
Connor drove around the back of the building and down into an underground garage, a large metal shutter door closing behind them and long florescent tube lighting flickered on as though they had driven underneath sensors.
Clearly, he had been here before, he seemed to know the layout pretty well. How many women had he brought here before her she wondered.
They pulled into a marked parking space, who the hell had so many cars that they needed to allocate parking spaces? Hunters Inc: apparently.
Connor had stopped the car and was out and opening the back door before Sarah hadn’t even managed to unclip her seat belt, not that it mattered.
He leaned over, made fast work of the belt she had been nervously fumbling with and then pulled her out of the car, eliciting a half scream, half giggle from her as he pulled her clear before slamming the door shut with a force that made the vehicle shake, and then all but slammed her back against it, his arms caging her either side of her head. Sarah swallowed… hard!
“Wait, your ribs, shit Connor…” Jesus Christ, was she really so caught up in everything that she had even forgotten he had taken a beating for her just hours before and had been badly hurt? Wait, why wasn’t he wincing…?
“It’s amazing what a few hour’s rest can do for the body… nothing broken, or I wouldn’t have survived the flight home, I’m almost sure about that. Bruised… bit tender, nothing I can’t cope with, had worse.” Had worse? She thought he was dying and here he was ‘had worse’… who the hell was this man?
Sarah was driving him out of his god damn mind and he didn’t think she even knew it.
Hell, he had almost wiped them clean off the face off the earth twice on the ride from the airstrip, desperate to get his hands on the most perfect pair of tits he had ever have the privilege to get his hands, lips and tongue on.
He had driven dickhead stupid fast to get her to where he had her now and he wasn’t gonna let her get another step until he’d had his hands on her again…
He’d seen her look down, there was no hiding the obvious, Connor was hard, painfully so, again… and it was because of her…again…
Sarah’s eyes widened as the realization of what she was doing to him dawned on her.
“Get back in the car Connor, get in the back of the car”
Well shit, hadn’t been expecting that… Connor pulled the comms from his ear and put in in his pocket, wouldn’t be needing that again anytime soon, not with what he had in mind, that was for sure.
“There are at least five cameras in this garage, and that’s just the ones you can see…get in the damn house Sarah…I’m not one for putting on a show for my surveillance system, and trust me when I say Hunters has eyes everywhere.” he needed her, needed release, hours of pent up frustration coming to a head, and after that little display in the back of his car, he was at risk of doing himself some serious physical damage if he didn’t do something about it, about her…and soon, she had no idea how much self -control it had taken for him not to release his caged dick and work it with his hand while he drove, shit, she had him so worked up he was probably gonna cum in his pants before she even touched him…
Sarah felt the hot tingle of anticipation plummet straight between her thighs as Connor grabbed her hand and pulled her through a side door and into the safe house kitchen.
The room, filled with large black gloss cabinets and granite countertops, copper cooking pots hung from a rack above a central island that housed what looked like a wide ceramic hob.
That was all she had time to take in before Connor swung her round and slammed her back against the wall, his thick powerful arms caging her, his face inches from her and closing in fast, with a look that had her blood filling every nerve ending in her whole body.
This time it was Sarah who closed the last remaining inches between them, screw waiting for him to make his damn mind up, she had already had a taste of what he could do to her and as rushed as it had been, it had given her a hunger, a need and she wanted more, she wanted him, and if this was the last chance she was gonna have, she was going to make damn sure she had him.
Sarah not only heard, but felt the deep throaty groan that seeped from within him as she claimed his mouth with her own.
This wasn’t a time for romantic, sweet tenderness, hell that could come later, this was need, total unadulterated lust, plain and simple, Sarah wanted him, wanted his hands on her body, wanted him inside her and she wasn’t about to let up until she got what she wanted!
CHAPTER TEN
Connor took her mouth, the sweet taste of her filling him to the depths of his very soul, he couldn’t get enough, wouldn’t ever get enough, he knew that. This was selfish, but he didn’t care.
He could feel the swell of her breasts as she pressed her body into him, the hard peaks of her nipples crying, begging for him to touch them, to taste them, he needed her, needed this like he needed the blood pumping through his veins to keep him alive.
Connor pushed back, their bodies close, no space for even air to find a path between them, he could feel the rise in her temperature, in the throbbing beats of her pulse as she deepened the torturous kiss.
Sarah wasn’t prepared to hold back, he could sense her growing impatience as she pulled at his clothes, her hands threading into the waist of his pants as she pushed them down, hands clamping onto the cheeks of his tight ass, fuck…what he wouldn’t give to have those hands on his cock right now, with her thumb rubbing the wet precum that had coated his head, Christ, this was killing him…
He snaked his hands beneath her clothing, the lose fitting material making his task so much easier as he cupped the soft silk of her bra in the palm of his hands, another groan… man, he was loving every fucking minute of this, but was determined it wasn’t going to be a repeat of the hotel room situation, hell no, that had been over far too damn soon for his liking, and as desperate as he was to have her, to be deep inside her, this time he was going to make sure he gave her every ounce of pleasure that he could before he finally allowed himself have his own needs fulfilled.
Sarah could feel him as he pressed up against her, his body hard, his cock hard, hell, everything …hard. She
was on fire, her own body raging, screaming out for him and when he had finally touched her, she had all but lost the ability to control herself. This was what she wanted, craved, but she needed more.
She pushed him away, it killed her to part from him, but she needed to see him, needed to touch him, had to have her hands, hell, her mouth on him…
“Christ Sarah, you’re killing me here, d’you know that?”
Fuck yes… she knew it, she was looking down at the undeniable evidence, his cock long, thick, smooth and begging for her…
“Couch…” it didn’t need any more than that, Connor scooped her, his hands on her ass as she wrapped her legs around his hips, his bare, naked cock rubbing hard against her as he carried her across the room.
Sarah sucked at his tongue, the kiss temporarily filling a need, a desire, she wanted him in her, in her mouth, in her pussy, she was a raging hot mess and the juices between her legs were damn near boiling point, coating her, proof of how badly she craved him.
This time no words were exchanged, no choices to be made, he was taking her how he wanted her and he was going to enjoy every second of it.
Connor sat on the edge of the black leather seat, it was cold against his bare ass, but he didn’t care, it would be warm soon enough, that was for sure.
He set Sarah down, his hands pulling at her sweat pants as he trailed his rough hands down the soft flesh of her thighs, that beautiful sweet, naked pussy almost level with his mouth, his lips, his tongue, oh how he had been fighting the urge to taste her, to lick at her, to suck on her clit until she screamed his name, no worries about anyone else hearing her pleasure cries now, there was nothing to hold them back.
Connor pulled his T over his head and he swore he heard her gasp, damn…
She followed suit, and hell, if he didn’t gasp himself… every angle he laid his eyes on her she became more beautiful, he had broken so many rules, crossed so many lines, but there wasn’t another place on earth he wanted to be but with her, and he would want that for the rest of his life…
Connor pulled her forwards, lifted her ass as she straddled him, he wanted his mouth on her, wanted to eat her until she was shaking as she begged him for release…
Connor had allowed them to fall back, his hips hanging on the edge of the seat, Sarah falling forward, her hands leaning against the back of the couch as she steadied herself against the cool leather cushion and then…
His mouth was like fire against the soft slick folds of her moist pussy, Sarah felt every nerve ending from her clit to her nipples come to life in a symphony of hedonistic pleasure, holy shit…she jerked, hips bucked, but he kept a tight grip on her ass, keeping her in the perfect position as his tongue circled her hard, exposed clit in slow, stiff, sweeping motions.
Her grip on the leather turning her knuckles white as he increased the pressure, her thighs fighting not to buckle as she started to lose control.
Connor knew exactly what he was doing to her, the reaction he was pulling from deep inside of her body… every touch was driving her out of her god damn mind, and it didn’t look like he had any intention of ending this torture any time soon.
Sarah’s head fell back, a deep lusty cry escaping from within her as he kissed her...there, his mouth and tongue mirroring the actions of the kiss they had both shared. He worked her, his lips sucking against the hard bundle of nerves that he had teased from it’s hiding place, his tongue finding and probing the juice soaked entrance of her pussy, he was lapping at her like she was Ice cream, literally eating her out like she was his last meal and he wasn’t about to leave anything on his plate…
And then it started… the pulsating tingles that would find and centralize themselves deep within her core… Sarah could feel her walls clenching, squeezing rhythmically against a hard cock that wasn’t there, but still, she felt ever muscle tighten as her body gave in to the onslaught of pleasure that had been building.
She knew what he was capable of invoking from within her and she knew this climax would be even more intense…
Sarah bucked her hips…fuck that, she wasn’t going anywhere, this was his time and wasn’t letting her up until he had had his fill, until he had brought her to the best fucking climax of her life…hell no…
Connor held her tightly in position, his fingers pressing in against her soft flesh as she thrashed and gyrated against his mouth… the woman was reaching her release, he could feel it, had felt her throb against him as her juices thickened, orgasmic spasms taking hold as she cried out.
He was loving it, lapping at her, probing at her, sucking her…until finally, he allowed her the climax she had been begging for, giving her swollen clit the last few hard licks it would take to push her over…
Sarah rode his mouth as though her life was in his hands, he’d held her in place as he had taken what he wanted and given back so much in return, who knew that a man could do that to a woman, it was something she had never experienced before, and she doubted it would have been like this with any other man, only him, only ever him…
She shuddered as the last spasms racked through her spent body, he had caused sensations to manifest within her that she never knew existed and Sarah knew that no man would ever be enough for her, ever again, no man except him!
She eased up, grateful that he finally allowed her to move, but the look in his eyes told her this wasn’t over, she knew this wasn’t over, not until he had received as much pleasure from her as he had just given, it was only fair!!!
Sarah slid her body down until she felt the hot hard tip of his throbbing cock hit her ass, she leaned over, his mouth coated in he evidence of the orgasm he had just pulled form deep within her, and then she kissed him, kissed him hard as his hands cupped and massaged against her breasts, nipples hard puckered pebbles beneath his rough powerful touch, and there was the groan, the deep throaty, audible groan that he has no control over, it willed her on, she wanted to taste what he had tasted, she wanted him…
She raised onto her knees, as Connor took hold of the base of his shaft, holding his hard cock steady so that she could lower herself, slowly, the feel of him stretching her, her body exploding into another climactic oblivion… never before had Sarah experienced anything like what Connor was doing to her, her body, her mind both overwhelmed by how this giant of a man made her feel, if there was ever any doubt before, this one erotic moment had wiped them clean out…Sarah was in love, life changing deep, and she knew that no matter what happened, she was never gonna be the same again…
Connor willed his eyes to stay open. To drink in the beauty who was grinding her sweet pussy down on to his rock-solid cock, her body leaning back, hands pressing her weight against his braced thighs, had he ever seen a more beautiful site? Never, but it was a sight he knew he would never ever get bored of.
A beautiful woman working him hard, was causing his nerve endings to scramble into mind numbing overdrive, he loved how she was thrashing her hips against his in a desperate desire to pull another clitoris throbbing orgasm from him and give him one in return that was just as satisfying, one that would ignite the fiery eruption that was bubbling deep within him.
And he was close, too damn close… he wanted her satisfied, exhausted and under no illusions that there was only ever him who could, no…would ever do that for her.
She was his. He knew it, she knew it…
No misunderstanding there, and just so she knew he was clear, he took over and pounded her hard for the last juice coated thrusts that it would to take for them both to fall clear over the edge…fuck… she was milking him, for everything he had and he was loving every god damn second of it, not wanting it to end…her cries of pure pleasure filling his mind, his soul.
“Mine…” it was one simple word, but one he meant with every breath he would take from now until the day he died.
Connor Parry had finally found his reason for living!!!
Sarah froze…what the hell had she been thinking; how could she have been so stupid? what the
hell had they just done?
The second she had come down from where ever the hell she had been, she knew, and it had hit her like a hard punch to the gut!
Connor had cum, and cum hard, she had felt every solid inch of him as he had filled her with his flesh and then filled her with his hot fluid, his seed…without a condom…how they hell had they allowed this to happen?
“No… shit, shit… No…” Sarah climbed off, his cock still hard, juices coating her inner thighs confirming the error that they had both just made.
“OH FUCK…baby, I’m so sorry…” Sarah looked the color drained from his face, shit, he looked as sick as she felt.
“I…I need a shower, and I need to get the morning after pill, and I need some fucking space right about now Connor, what the hell was I thinking, this is all my fault…” she was panicking, looking round for things she wouldn’t find, all her belongings where in the case she had abandoned in Helsinki, she had nothing except the heaped pile of cloths on the living room floor that didn’t even belong to her, and whatever she had crammed into her backpack that was still on the back seat of his car.
“Hey… this isn’t all your fault, it was both of us, it was me… I can’t think straight when I’m around you, but we will sort it ok…” Connor had pulled his pants off and was stood as naked as she was, the proof of where she had been still very much evident.
“I need a shower, hell, I don’t even have any clothes…what’s happened to me, Jesus, I’m a total fucking mess”
Connor closed the distance between them in just a couple of strides.
He didn’t speak, just cupped her face gently in his hands, his thumb rubbing away a tear that had managed to escape from beneath her otherwise unshakable shell, and kissed her, it wasn’t hard, it wasn’t passionate, it was something else, something so much more.