Primal Desire

by Axl Goode

  Her body responded instantly to the stimulation. She was already so turned on that waves of pleasure were pulsing powerfully through her body. Holding her breath and arching her back, she kept rubbing her clit in a back-and-forth motion, feeling her body climbing toward orgasm.

  As she reached her climax, she tried to hold in her moan but failed when wave after wave of pleasure erupted through her body. Letting her body relax, she lay there as each successive wave passed through her body, causing her vision to blur just a little again.

  She had thought that would satiate her need for the night but she was wrong. After her body had recovered she was still immensely turned on. All she could think about was having Zane on top of her, driving into her and pressing his body up against hers. She rolled over, deciding she should try to get some sleep even though she knew it would be a long time coming.

  * * * * *

  Zane turned the shower on, letting it heat up as he stripped his clothes off. His cock was still rock hard, standing at attention in front of the mirror. He didn’t completely know how he had stopped himself but was glad he did. He didn’t want to scare Brenley but at that moment he was so ravenous for her he didn’t think he would be able to control himself if she wanted him to slow down or stop. His entire insides were twisted into knots from resisting the urge to tear her clothes off.

  Climbing into the shower he breathed a sigh of relief as the hot water ran over his back. Images of Brenley in her suit kept popping into his mind. Reaching down he felt his rock-hard cock throbbing for relief. He started stroking it with his right hand while he leaned up against the glass with his left. The water poured down his back.

  With the mere thoughts of moments ago he imagined sliding his erect cock slowly inside Brenley in front of the fire. Tightening his grip on his shaft, he increased his cadence. Even with his arousal, he took his time imagining what it would be like to take her in every position, sinking his cock ever deeper inside her. Letting go of his cock, he felt precum dripping from the tip. He rolled his hand around the head, not ready to complete his fantasy yet. He imagined tasting her entire body, kissing all the way down her long, sleek torso until her reached her wet sex.

  With that vision in mind he could feel the pressure mounting more and more. Imagining the way she tasted, he latched tightly around the shaft of his cock again. Giving hard powerful strokes, his left hand pressed firmly against the glass. In his mind he was in front of the fire place, with Brenley’s legs spread wide, lapping up all her juices.

  It didn’t take long to send him over the edge. The ball of pleasure grew between his legs, swelling his cock. He imagined her orgasming before having her swallow every ounce of him. His entire body tensed pushing forward. With a last few strokes his cock swelled even more before his orgasm erupted. He hoped Brenley couldn’t hear the “Ahhhhh,” he released over the sound of the shower. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through his body. Sinking against the glass, he let himself pour out his orgasm completely. He imagined her mouth was still locked around him, savoring every last drop. Finally he came back to reality, turning around and washing himself off.

  Happy to be clean and relieved, he brushed his teeth and finished getting ready for the night before climbing into the feather-soft bed. No sooner had he laid down before he felt his cock start to throb again. He couldn’t keep Brenley out of his mind, this time imagining her waiting in bed for him totally naked. Trying to go to sleep, he knew this could be a long sleepless night.

  Chapter Twelve

  The next day went in much the same fashion. They ate breakfast together then started in on the research again. It was slow going, auditing so many documents, so after a while Zane stopped his research and helped Brenley. They were making good time with the work but still had no solid leads on what was going on.

  Brenley nearly jumped out of her seat when the doorbell rang. She was sure the police must be outside ready to arrest them both. Zane looked over and smiled at her with a little chuckle.

  “Wait just a minute for the truck to leave. I ordered a few things online and told them to leave it on the porch.” Zane said, still obviously amused at her nervousness.

  After a few minutes they both got up and went to check on the package. Going to the front door they opened it to several dozen different boxes.

  “Whoa. Is it Christmas or something?” Brenley was flabbergasted at how many boxes there were.

  “Umm not exactly,” he said, as he grabbed a few of them, carrying them inside. Brenley took her cue and started helping him. “When I realized it might not be the smartest thing to go shopping I ordered a few things online. It’s much more discreet,” Zane said, sounding slightly amused. “I thought about not ordering you any clothes and trying to get you to go naked around here but didn’t think that would go over so well with you.” Looking up from setting a few boxes down, she saw a huge grin plastering his face. She raised an eyebrow sarcastically.

  “Who says I won’t go naked still?” She grinned mischievously.

  “I’m okay with that.”

  “I bet you are.” They both laughed.

  Getting a knife he started cutting open the boxes. Unpacking all the stuff, she wasn’t sure how he had gotten her sizes correct but they were spot on. He had ordered several pairs of shoes, along with running shoes if she wanted to go for a jog. She thought this might be a small stab at one of their previous encounters.

  There were panties, thongs and boy shorts for her to choose from along with a dozen bras. In another box were jeans, sweat pants, pajamas and dress pants should she want those. Another box had an array of shirts for her to wear, along with a dress coat if for some reason she wanted to dress up. The last box had an assortment of women’s products, down to the makeup she used. He was good.

  It was perhaps the most impressive thing she had ever seen. In one fell swoop he had replaced nearly her entire wardrobe so she could be comfortable for however long she was going to be there. Looking over at him, he was already breaking the boxes down but flashed her one of his dazzling smiles. He knew he had scored with this one. She felt so relieved to be comfortable and able to change out of her current attire she nearly started changing on the spot.

  Zane helped her carry all the stuff to the room she was staying in. After sorting everything and getting it put away she walked back in the living room and noticed that quite a few boxes were unopened still. Zane had taken the reprieve to go ahead and make lunch for the day, opting for sandwiches with chips again. Not able to contain her curiosity Brenley asked, “So what’s in the rest of the boxes?”

  “Oh, I almost forgot,” he said grabbing the boxes and carrying them to the computer room.

  Opening them, he began pulling out all sorts of electronic equipment. It didn’t look like anything she had ever seen before but she knew it must be cutting edge. Seeing her face, he described it to her. “I ordered a few things to help us. We need to know who Frederickson is contacting. With this I should be able to lock onto his frequency on a prepaid phone as long as I’m close by. Then I can retrace where that number goes. This is just the first step but I’ve got all sorts of other fun things to play with here if we need to. I’ve always thought a stakeout would be fun.”

  A feeling of confidence stirred through Brenley. The more time she spent with Zane, the safer she felt. Seeing him with all that equipment she knew it was only a matter of time until they exacted vengeance on their aggressors.

  “You are such a boy scout.” His laugh boomed through the room.

  “You caught me. But I can tie a rope in seven different languages,” he said in a deadpan voice.

  What? Hold on, I’m confused. Brenley tried to reason through what he had just said. Her face scrunched in confusion. Zane started laughing even harder.

  “I’m totally joking with you. I just made that up.”

  Blood rushed to her face as she blushed. She was embarrassed she hadn’t caught onto his joke sooner.

  Sitting in his office chair, Z
ane put the equipment down. “Come here,” he said with a firm tone.

  Walking over in front of him, she wasn’t really sure what he was doing. He grabbed her by the waist, lifting her so she was straddling him on his lap. Instantly she was wet, feeling his powerful hands manhandle her right where he wanted her. She felt his cock fill with blood and rise along the inside of her thigh. Placing his left hand across her lower back, he brought his right hand up behind her neck and pulled her face in front of his.

  Staring into his brown eyes, the gold rings circling them fascinated her. His eyes were beautiful, with a depth she was only beginning to understand. Looking into her soul, he said “I’m not going to let anything happen to you, Brenley. I promise.”

  Leaning forward, his lips closed around hers. Feeling his soft luscious lips against hers sent spears of pleasure deep into her. Opening her mouth a little, his tongue slid inside, twirling around hers.

  God, he’s good with his tongue.

  Feeling his hand tighten on her lower back, pulling her toward him even more, made a gasp escaped her lips. “Ahh.”

  “Mmmm, I love your lips,” he said with a low growl before returning to them. Brenley let her palms rest on his chest. She felt his breath going in and out of his powerful body. Rubbing over him, she wanted his shirt off so there was nothing between them. As she lowered her hands to do just that, he pulled away softly.

  Looking into her eyes he said, “We should get back to work.”

  God, he is driving me insane. Why does he keep stopping?

  Separating themselves after a second, they slowly returned to their work. He seemed to be making good time going through the records but her mind was stuck on repeat. She couldn’t get him out of her mind. The way her body felt pressed up against his. How he took control of the situation and how he promised to protect her.

  They spent the next several weeks in the same sort of fashion. Waking up, eating breakfast together and then working on finding the hole in Frederickson’s financials. The days went by quickly, but the sexual tension kept building more and more.

  They took plenty of breaks to keep themselves from feeling too cooped up. They had really started to develop a friendship and liking for each other. They went on walks and ran together, listened to each other’s thoughts and got to know more about their lives. Brenley had started showing Zane how to cook better, so now they were fixing dinner together in unison. Each night they sat in front of the fire and talked.

  The tension was killing Brenley. She could tell Zane could barely keep his hands off her but for some reason every time they started kissing, he would pull back before anything else happened. She had wanted to talk about it but didn’t know how to bring it up. The more she had gotten to know him, the more she saw him for who he really was—an extraordinary man. There was nothing shallow about him.

  Having a deep sensitivity to others’ emotions, he maintained a harmonious connection with her perfectly. He was a gentleman in almost every respect but still had the bad-boy image that turned her on. She couldn’t figure out why he wouldn’t let it go further. She had tried herself but he had just said it was time to go to bed.

  Each night she dreamed about him not stopping. He would slowly work his lips down her body, until he was between her thighs, kissing all over, teasing her as he loved to do. Just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, he licked from the bottom to the top of her slit.

  Imagining his tongue circling around her clit always sent her over the edge. She imagined him taking her in every conceivable way and all over the house. She didn’t even care how it happened at this point, all she knew was she didn’t want to go another day without feeling him inside her.

  She had felt his cock pressed up against her so many times by now she thought she had a perfect image of it in her mind’s eye. Her desire became close to debilitating for her. She couldn’t focus on doing anything if he was in the room. She always looked at him and could tell he was doing the same. She wondered why he wasn’t ready to sleep with her yet.

  Maybe there was some secret or problem he was hiding. Whatever it was, she wasn’t sure how much longer her aching sex could take it.

  The progress was slow on auditing Frederickson’s accounts because he had so many but Brenley didn’t mind. She had come to really enjoy being there. It felt like a vacation that wasn’t optional. She had been able to contact her close friends and family to let them know she was okay. She hadn’t told them anything else, to save them from any potential danger. It was best to keep them in the dark, so they could claim ignorance.

  As the weeks passed, Zane had also taught her more about computers and how he was able to go through other systems so easily. He also showed her how he had created a system that allowed him to trade on the market so successfully. Instead of trying to predict the market, he had created a system that predicted human behavior. With that he was able to predict the market based on mass psychology. It was brilliant. No wonder he had said the least of his money came from acting and modeling. He must be a multimillionaire easily.

  One afternoon as they were looking over financials, Zane paused before running multiple queries on his computer. “I think I’ve found it!”

  Feeling her heart skip a beat, Brenley thought that it might be the moment she had been waiting for. They had spent weeks searching for this. She hoped to all end that he had found a viable connection point. Although she was enjoying her stay with Zane, she had to admit she would like not being a fugitive anymore. “Oh, thank god!”

  After moving over so she could see what he was looking at he started explaining it. “Okay, so check out this business ‘Corporate Consulting LLC.’ It was formed right after Frederickson became mayor. It’s a subsidiary of one of his other companies and well-hidden. The interesting thing about it is the amount of revenue coming through it. It started off and immediately had five million dollars in revenue come in the first year. Now get this, Frederickson was the sole consultant for an anonymous client. The money has flowed in like clockwork ever since. I know this might pass as normal for someone of his magnitude, however it caught my eye. The tricky part is, via a series of loopholes, he manages to get all the money into an investment account and evade taxes on it. Guess where that account went after a few more loopholes?”

  “That’s his account for me?” she said with skepticism.

  “Yep. The paper trail is nearly impossible to trace but sure enough. By my calculation, he’s put around fifty million in there so far.”

  “That’s exactly right. So what’s the connection here?”

  “Well now comes the fun part,” he said looking up with a smile. “Now we get to do some reconnaissance. We need to find out who he is ‘consulting’ for and also where that money is coming from. We’re pretty sure there is a connection between him and Officer Cormack. I would bet they both have prepaid phones that we could trace back to someone else and figure this out.”

  “Okay. People are looking for us though, how are we going to get around?”

  “We’re going to draw them out. We’ve been silent for the last several weeks but I guarantee any hint they get and they will be all over it.”

  Zane finished explaining the plan before they got to work on it. He set up her computer where it would be totally untraceable, then accessed her email account. She pulled up a window, typing a message to a fictional friend, assuring her that she was fine. She said she had uncovered where the funds were from and that she was compiling a report for the police. She attached a document to it that supposedly had all the evidence, but also contained a worm that Zane had put in to track whoever looked at it.

  After they finished with the email, they started getting ready for the night. Zane compiled all the electronic surveillance equipment he wanted, then took it out to the garage. Brenley followed, realizing she had never been out there. Zane had parked the car in front of the house when they had pulled up then moved it to the garage later. Stepping through the doorway, she saw a not-so-su
btle black Ford Raptor truck.

  So much for keeping a low profile,she thought as Zane loaded the equipment inside.

  He changed the license plate on the truck to a temporary tag just in case. They packed up food for later before pulling out into the fading sun. It wasn’t a very long drive into the city and again Brenley was amazed at how big of a difference it was. Only an hour away and it seemed like she was in paradise from the fast-paced city. Looking over at Zane, she admired the determination pouring out of him. She could tell he was lost in his own thoughts. She thought that maybe after this was all over, she would finally get the release she had so long desired.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Zane stared out the window, barely seeing the road. The last several weeks had been paradise and torture at the same time. He had truly gotten to know Brenley and it had only solidified his feelings for her. She was everything he wanted in a woman. But she was too good. He felt like she was so pristine and wonderful that he would tarnish her. It didn’t make sense to him but somehow he felt inadequate for her.

  She was so beautiful but also had such a big heart. She may not realize it yet, but he suspected she had the capability to truly love someone unconditionally. She would give her entire body and soul to someone and if that person broke it, she wouldn’t ever be able to recover. He wanted so bad to be that man for her. To be everything she wanted and needed. Something was holding him back though. There was a feeling inside that told him he wasn’t deserving of someone like that.

  Maybe he had tarnished himself too much by always dating girls who weren’t truly right for him. He had never dated anyone he truly connected with on a deeper level like he did with Brenley. It was scary. In one hand, she was perfect for him, matching his personality perfectly. On the other hand, he wanted to fuck the hell out of her. He wanted to do every naughty thing he could to her. Just thinking about her made his cock rock hard.