by Shelby Clark
“Good thing you got our tickets early, or we would still be in line waiting to purchase them, huh?”
“Yeah, good thing, how about that,” Colin replied.
Monica stopped walking and just stared at him.
Colin stopped and looked back at her.
“Come on, don’t ask because I’m not discussing it.”
“I heard what that lady said about the prices.”
“So did I, and I also know what I told you. Now come on. We’re here to have a good time, not listen to nagging and complaining people.”
Monica was getting a little disturbed.
I wonder if he has a spending problem, or just wants to be seen buying expensive things. No, I’m not going to sweat it. It’s way too soon to judge him like that. He may just be trying to impress me.
She sat quietly waiting for the play to start. From her peripheral, she saw that she was being observed.
“You’re not going to be able to enjoy the play with an attitude like that.”
“I don’t have an attitude. Did you hear me say anything?” Monica answered quickly.
“You’re so cute when you’re mad.” Colin chuckled. “Alright, alright. If it makes you feel better, yes, I did pay a hundred and sixty dollars apiece for these seats.”
“What?”
“Listen first, this is a non-profit theatre. All the proceeds go toward helping the Arts. So, I did a good thing, right?”
Monica recollected herself. “Yes, I guess so. Well, tell me about the play. What’s to be expected?”
Colin reached for Monica’s hand. He kissed the back of it as he answered her. She felt the hypnotic effect that captivated her every time she looked into his eyes. But this time it had an even stronger hold on her. Every time his lips made contact with her hand, flutters filled her stomach that also produced a feeling that made her think she was floating from her chair.
“Please don’t do that, babe, not here,” Monica pleaded in a whisper.
“I’ll continue this at home,” Colin answered with a smile. “I don’t know much, except for what the program tells us. This is my first time seeing the play and I heard it’s supposed to be a twist on it.”
“What does the program say? I can’t read it right now because of you,” Monica added. “You’re getting me all roused up. I need a minute to get myself together.”
Bursting into a chuckle Colin, responded, “It says that it’s a dark and dangerous love story that has been brought to a thrilling, chilling new life. It is produced by Connie Mars and Deb Coates. It is a newly-reimagined production bound for Broadway.”
“Wow, I can’t wait for it to get started.”
As soon as Monica finished speaking, the stage lights dimmed. A hard, burly voice filled the theatre.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please prepare yourself and get ready for some live entertainment that you will not only enjoy, but never, ever forget in your life time.”
Roaring drums from the orchestra filled her ears and sent vibrations pulsating through her stomach.
“Lean this way.” Colin’s voice demanded as he pulled her toward him. “I have you. No need to be afraid.”
“What?” Monica responded as her resistances failed. Her strength was no real match to his muscular frame. She gave in willingly and leaned into his chest.
He must have forgotten that I’m an agent too. I know how to handle myself. Monica chuckled to herself.
“Are you laughing at me?” Colin whispered as he nibbled on her ear.
“No,” She answered with a sniggled voice.
“Yes you are. Is it because I said you don’t have to be afraid?”
“Something like that,” she replied.
“I know you can take care of yourself, but right now you’re with me and that’s my job tonight. Here’s something else you have to look forward to.”
Colin planted a soft, wet kiss, outlined with his tongue, on the back of her neck. Monica felt as if she was about to jump out of her seat. What she wouldn’t give to mount him right then and there. How was she supposed to focus on a long play and keep her sanity? Her underwear was already soaked and her legs were ready to spread.
Chapter III
“I can’t believe I let you convince me to stay at your place. Colin, you know I have to work in the morning.” Upon seeing his frozen stare, Monica recognized what thoughts must be crossing his mind. She tried to create small talk as a diversion.
“Did you enjoy the play?”
In a deep, sexy voice, he responded while walking over toward her. “I’m not concerned about the play right now. You know what I want.”
She felt him observing every piece of clothing.
Colin began grabbing at her clothes, undressing Monica piece by piece.
“I waited all evening for this moment. I still have a burning desire that hasn’t been totally fulfilled. But it’s OK because I’m about to make some adjustments.”
Knowing what he was insinuating, Monica still asked questions while pulling away to taunt him.
“What do you mean?”
She liked being a tease and playing hard to get with him until he took full control. Pulling her back, he swung her around to face him as he planted a hard kiss, thrusting his tongue to part her lips.
“Mm, yes, this is what I want,” he growled.
The strength of his hands and the flexing of his biceps turned her on immensely. She learned fast that nothing stood in the way of Colin Bradford when his mind was made up, not even clothing. Holding the back of her head to keep her in position, Colin used his free hand to strip her of all her clothes. His hand swept her body, caressing everything as if he was doing inventory of her goods. She gasped for breath after what seemed like endless tongue tangling and exchanges of each other’s hot fluids.
“Damn, you’re fast! You didn’t give me a chance to do anything,” Monica exclaimed, looking down at her clothes on the floor. She felt the moisture building up between her legs. She was ready for what she knew was in store for her. By the time she lifted her lids to gaze into Colin’s eyes, he was stalk naked.
“Wow!” Damn, he looks good. That has to be at least nine inches. I can’t wait to slide down that pole!
Colin’s post stood full sail. He raised her up to sit on the counter, and helped himself to her breast. Their full sculpture invited his mouth as he licked and sucked them to no end.
“Your nipples are just right.”
He licked, pulled, and squeezed them in intervals. The simultaneous stimulations catapulted an explosion of ecstasy within Monica. She moaned and begged for more before pausing in concern.
“Babe, I know it’s dark outside, but we are butt naked in your kitchen. Aren’t you concerned with someone seeing us? You have windows everywhere in this kitchen.”
Allowing her nipple to slowly fall from his mouth, he looked up as he positioned her chin so he could meet her eyes.
“No one can see us. That’s why I dimmed the lights. I only brighten them if I need more lighting, plus the houses are distanced enough for privacy’s sake.”
While finishing his statement, he redirected her to lie back onto the counter. He helped her ease her legs into a butterfly position.
“Relax. I’m going to uncloak your clit.”
“What? You’re going to…” I know we’re FBI Agents, but he just sounded like he’s working on a case. Uncloak my clit…
“Yes, I’m on a special mission. I need to locate all your G spots,” Colin growled.
Before she could finish her question, he began kissing her from her ankles and worked his way up her legs until he reached the entrance of her pussy. He took full control of her clit with his tongue, swaying back and forth, vibrating it like a string being plucked on an instrument.
Monica watched from slanted eyes. Oh my god, what is this man doing to me? He is driving me crazy. YES! Uncloak my clit, babe!
Her hands found their way to his head to stroke her fingers through his hair.
> Colin taunted in a husky voice. “Mm, Mo, your come tastes so good.”
He followed his comment with a stroke of his finger, inserting it in and out of her canal, and then returned to licking her bud. Sitting up further and leaning on her elbows, Monica watched with pleasure, biting her bottom lip. She wondered what he was about to do as he waved his two fingers in the air in the shape of a V.
With a soft smile she asked, “What are you about to do?”
“You’ll see.”
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you? You’re acting as if I’m some kind of project you’re dissecting.”
“I not only know how, but I enjoy pleasing. So yes, I’m discovering inch by inch what makes you hot and what pleases you,” Colin answered in a cavernous, gripping tone. “I’m about to take your orgasms to the next level.”
He then pointed the two fingers, still in the V form, down toward the floor, and placed them along the sides of her clit as he pressed down. He slightly pulled back and gave her a lot more licking action.
Monica closed her eyes and fell backward, lying down on the counter again. She cried out with loud moans.
“Oh, babe, please, you’re going to make me go crazy! It feels too good. Please, I want you inside me now!” Monica demanded while swaying her hips uncontrollably.
Colin pulled her forward, allowing her to wrap her legs around him. She slid downward as she sat up. His shaft slid in with ease into her wet tunnel.
“Oh yes! Your cock is rock hard, oooh, oh Colin!” Monica moaned.
She held onto his biceps tight, digging her nails into his arms. Colin lifted her and placed her back against a nearby pillar that extended from the floor to the ceiling. He held her tight with her legs wrapped around him.
“Ah, babe, you make me feel so good. Your pussy is blowing my mind.”
Although the visual of his muscular torso was very enticing, the feel and strength of him furthered to set her off. She felt as if she was headed to another dimension. She felt the increase of fluids dripping to her legs and cheeks. Monica couldn’t believe how passionately he stroked her from within as he held her with ease. Moving her arms to enclose his neck, she engulfed his mouth with her tongue. He welcomed it with an increased appetite for more.
Slowing down he whispered with a deep breath, “I feel like I’m about to explode all inside you, but I don’t want to come yet. I’m going to slow down and tease you a little more.”
He carried her over to the kitchen table to lay her down again while maintaining his cock’s position, buried deep inside.
“No, babe, I need to rest. You feel too good. I’m feeling weak,” she said with quivering legs.
“You said you were full of action. What happened?” Colin mocked.
“I don’t know.” Moe chuckled. “You keep drilling that wonderful pipe.”
“It’s a lot, isn’t it? Is it too big, babe? Do you want me to stop?” He withdrew his cock from her insides to stroke it back and forth across her bud.
“No! Please don’t take it out. Put it back, now! Don’t ever take your cock from my pussy.”
“Hold on… Place your legs on my chest towards my shoulders and squeeze your legs together. Look, watch me. Look at my cock slide through rubbing your clit. You love it don’t you?”
“Ah, yes. Mm. Now slide it back inside. I can’t get enough.”
Watching with excitement and desire, Moe bit her bottom lip as she enthralled herself by surveying Colin’s metrical movements as he stroked her.
“Ah, Colin, I’m coming, you look so good doing that. Ah, babe, please stick it back in and shove it deep into my pussy. Splash my come. You made me so wet and juicy,” Monica pleaded.
She enjoyed the appearance of the swollen head on his shaft as it pulsated between her legs, delivering an ecstasy she hadn’t experienced in a long time. Her taunting cries made him come. She felt an intense jolt from him. His creamy hot lava shot onto her belly.
“Ah, shit, yeah, babe! You talking like that turns me on. I want to spurt my come all inside you!”
Colin roared as he quickly shoved his rod back into her for her to join him in bliss.
“That’s it, babe. Pump it, pump it hard, don’t stop! Ah, ah, ah, ooh…, fuck me!” Moe groaned.
Colin thrust his rod faster and faster until her legs and cheeks vibrated upon their body’s collision. He held onto her tight until she raised up off the table. Monica curled her toes until they both reached their climax. He collapsed partially on top of her.
“That was awesome!” he said out of breath.
“Yes, it was, babe,” Monica agreed. She continued laying on the table, limp, her legs dangling from the sides.
“So are you ready for another round?”
Her eyes widened. “Are you serious?”
“Yes. I am. Do you know how long I was away in that damn desert alone?”
“No, I don’t, but don’t you need to regroup? I know I do.”
Colin looked her in the eyes and smiled as he leaned over her. “I’ll take my time.”
“What you will do is carry me upstairs and run me some bath water. My legs are too weak to walk, and maybe after we soak a bit we can try for another round,” she demanded as she put her arms around his neck.
“I can go for that. I was good wasn’t I?”
He picked her up and started toward the stairwell to go upstairs.
“Yeah, yeah, you were alright, I guess.” Monica chuckled.
“Don’t make me take you straight to the bed to finish what we started. In fact, we can do it right here on these steps.”
He slipped his thumb between her legs and slid it up to her nub.
“Now how does that feel?”
“OK, OK, I was just talking trash. You know you can handle your business.” She moaned. “I need to rest. I’m too weak right now.”
“I know you do, and I’m going to let you, but after the bath I’m going to caress you with soft kisses until you want me.”
“But, Colin, what about work? I have to work in the morning.”
He stopped walking when they reached his huge bathroom in his master suite. She did a quick sweep of his room, looking around as they walked through the bedroom, checking out everything. Every inch of his house, including his bedroom, looked like it was furnished with top-of-the-line products and materials with a high price tag attached to it. The place was something straight out of a fashion magazine. Or, he had a serious fashion home interior decorator come in.
Colin turned on the bath water and adjusted the temperature. He sat her on a chair near the sink, which even had space for a vanity, and walked to the window.
“Babe, look out the window!” Pulling back shutters, he pointed. “We may be here for a couple of days.”
“Hmm…What?” She didn’t hear what he said next because she was caught up in the facade of his house.
“I said, it’s snowing hard and it looks like it’s a foot already. I heard on the radio earlier this morning they were calling for anywhere from twenty-eight to thirty-six inches. It must have started after we got in.”
“What? It can’t be!”
She took her time to walk over to the window, covering herself with her arm across her breasts. “I guess I have to call in tonight. My car can’t handle this…”
“Well, I have a Hummer in the garage, but I’m off tomorrow. Why don’t you just use a Personal Day? I’m sure the Bureau will be calling for Liberal Leave unless you’ve been assigned to a case as an observer already. Are you working on any top priority cases right now?”
“No, I’m not,” she answered while reaching for the knobs to turn the faucet on the tub off. “The water’s ready.”
“Good, but before we get in, call Bernice and tell her you’re taking Personal Leave tomorrow.”
He handed her a cordless from a wall socket in the bathroom.
“Damn, is there anything you don’t have in here?”
They chuckled together.
“N
o, not really. I like having everything I need at my disposal.”
“I see, well, I don’t have to have all this. It’s nice, but I like being simplistic.”
“Well, let’s take our bath and we can talk more about this later.”
Colin turned on the whirl jets to help them relax more.
“Mm, nice…feels good.” Monica moaned as she leaned her back against Colin’s chest and closed her eyes.
****
Monica laid in Colin’s arms in his king sized bed with her back against his chest in the dark. The only light they had was the moonlight shining through the windows. They laid there sharing all that they knew to each other.
Stroking the hair from her forehead back, Colin began to really open up. “So, ask me anything. What do you want to know about me?”
“Well, that’s easy for me. I have three categories of questions I need you to cover. They’re dealing with family, money, and career.”
“Moe, we’re not at work. You don’t have to come at this like we’re on a project.”
“Yes, I do. I want to know you inside and out, leaving nothing unturned.”
“OK, shoot.”
“I can’t, my gun is in the safe.” Monica laughed.
“You’re funny, lady. Seriously, fire away with your questions.”
“Family! Tell me about your family.”
Colin propped his pillow up a little to readjust himself before getting into his life story.
“Let’s see… my family. Well, I have eleven sisters and brothers. My father was married before he was my mother. I’m the sixth child and the only son. Of my father, I’m the twelfth child and the second son.”
“Goddamn, I had no clue you come from a family that huge!” Monica stated as she leaned to the side to look at Colin. “Things had to be tight for your parents, especially your father.”
“Hardly, we never knew hard times, nor did we ever struggle. You see, my father’s ex-wife, including my mother, were the type of women people would call high-ended women.”
“High-ended, what’s that? I’ve never heard of that.”
