Trust Me (21 page)

“Oh God that feels so good.
  Fuck me hard Donovan.” She couldn’t believe she
was becoming so excited again after she had so recently reached her peak. 
Maybe it was the contrast of being completely naked while he was still
clothed.  She wasn’t sure why she was so abandoned when she was with him,
uncaring of her moans of ecstasy, meeting his thrusts without restraint. 

Instead of increasing the pace he slowed down wanting
to make this session last as long as possible.  “No, I think I need to
make sure you come too, I don’t want it be over to soon,” Donovan insisted.

“I need it hard!” she begged.  She was so close.

“Not yet.  Don’t rush. Let’s enjoy.”

 To emphasize his words he slowed his pace even
further.  She felt like she could feel each ride of his penis stroke
against the walls of her vagina.  It caused a rippling wave of tremors to
move through her body.

Donovan felt her body quivering in reaction to his
movements.  “See isn’t this better?”

“Oh God, it’s too good,” she said in a voice that
sounded more like a moan.  She let him set the slow erotic yet hard
pace.  He seemed to swell insider her even more as he slid in and out of
her.  His grip on her ass never faltered while he concentrated on bringing
her pleasure.  His bulbous head was rubbing on her g-spot, which until now
she hadn’t believed existed.  He was right. She didn’t want this to end.

Donovan was filled with an overwhelming need to
possess her completely; in a way he had never possessed any other woman. 
He could feel her pussy grasping his cock as he pushed in and out of her. 
His mouth reached for hers once again and his tongue entered her mouth wanting
her to know that he possessed every part of her.  No matter how deeply he
penetrated her, it was as if he couldn't get close enough. 

He knew she was going to come soon by the sounds of
her moans.  The angle and depth of his penetration was having an amazing
effect on her.  It was becoming very difficult for him to hold back.
  

Alaina cried out loudly a guttural sound leaving her
mouth as she reached her climax. Donovan lost the tight rein on his control and
began thrusting harder inside her.  His balls tightened as an intense
orgasm overtook him and he filled her with his come.  Donovan held onto
her, listening to their labored breathing as they both tried to recover. 
He felt their mixed juices running out of her.  He found the sensation an
erotic and earthy reminder or their intimacy.

“Not too boring for you was it?” he whispered into her
ear still holding her against the wall.

She laughed. “No I think that hit the spot, excuse the
pun.”

“Ready for the dismount?”

 “I think so, but don’t be surprised if I’m
paralyzed.”

He gently eased his cock out of her and placed her
feet back onto the floor before asking, “Why don't we go check out that bed of
yours?”

Her legs felt wobbly, but she managed to stand. 
A husky laugh erupted from her. “You're insatiable.  I love that in a
man.”

He picked her up and began carrying her to the
bedroom.

She looked up at him. “I can’t believe you’re still
dressed.”

He gave a deep chuckle. “Neither can
I
.” He walked down the hall to her bedroom and deposited her
on the bed. “Do you have any wine?”

“Yeah, let me get it,” she said as she moved to get
off the bed.

He held up a hand signaling her to stop. “No stay
where you are, just tell me where it is.”

She shrugged, if he wanted to wait on her she was okay
with that. “There’s a bottle of red on the kitchen counter.  The corkscrew
is in the drawer by the sink and the glasses are in the cupboard to the right
of the sink.”

He leaned down giving her a quick kiss on the
lips.  “Great, I’ll be right back.”  Turning around, he left the room
to fetch the wine.

 After he left, she got underneath the covers and
waited with a stupid grin on her face.  Life was definitely looking
up.  A few minutes later he entered the room carrying a bottle of wine and
two glasses.  He placed them on the night table.

“One sec, I’ll be right back,” he said leaving the
room once again.  This time when he returned he came with a tray of cheese
and crackers. “I hope you don’t mind but I foraged in your kitchen.  I
thought you might like a snack to go with the wine.”

“Are you kidding? That’s great.”  While he shed
his clothes she poured them each a glass of Shiraz.  He joined her on the
bed and she handed him a glass.

He took the glass and said, “You know we’ve never had
this.”

“Never had what?” she asked before taking a sip of
wine.  “Oh this, the fun relaxing after play instead of having to rush everything
so we don’t get caught doing the nasty by an FBI agent.”

“Exactly,” he said as he
clinked
his glass to hers before drinking. He picked up some cheese off the tray and
fed it to her.

 She leaned back against the headboard taking
another swallow of the spicy wine, enjoying the feel of it as it slid down her
throat.  Everything seemed just perfect.  “So wow we really get to
start dating now.”

He burst out laughing. “I think we’re past dating.”

“What do you mean we’re past dating?”

“Well, we’re naked in your bed drinking wine after
very hot sex.  I think we skipped the dating part.”

She shook her head. “Oh no way are you getting out of
wining and dining me just because we’ve have sex a couple of times.”

He gave her a playful kiss. “Never fear, I promise to
wine and dine you, but you better put out after.”

“If you weren’t holding a glass of wine, I’d throw a
pillow at you.”

He narrowed his eyes. “It’s illegal to threaten a
federal agent.”

“Are you going to have to cuff me?”

He looked regretful as he said, “I don’t want to
ma’am, but the law is the law.”

She lowered her head in mock submission and put her
hands forward. “Do what you must.” 

Was he really going to put on handcuffs on her? 
She felt a tingle of excitement course through her.

Before Donovan could say anything further he was
interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing.  “Are you expecting
someone?”

Alaina shook he head. “No, remember I’ve been away?”

“Probably somebody is selling something.  Just
ignore them and they’ll go away.”  He moved his hand to her breast giving
it a gentle squeeze.

A loud feminine voice echoed through the house.
“Alaina come to the door, I know you’re in there.  I saw the car.” 

Donovan pulled back and looked at Alaina. “Who is
that?”

“That’s Elise and it appears she really wants to talk
to me.”

“Will she go away if you ignore her?” he asked
hopefully.

She snorted, “I can’t ignore my BFF. I have to talk to
her and then I’ll tell her to go.  I’ll just be a minute.”

Alaina got off the bed and grabbed a robe from the
bathroom and rushed to the front door.  As soon as she answered Elise
barged into the entryway and gave Alaina a big hug.

“I’ve been so worried about you!  Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just got back,” she said as she
tightened her robe a bit.

Elise put her hands on her hips and demanded, “Tell me
what’s going on! You’ve been blowing me off for over a week.”

“I will, I promise. 
Just not
now.
  I’m kind of busy.”

Elise looked slightly miffed.  “What do you mean
you’re busy?”  Then noticing Alaina’s clothes strewn by the front door
awareness lit her face and she raised her eyebrows in question.
“Hottie FBI Agent?”

Alaina nodded while shifting her eyes toward the
bedroom trying to be discreet.

Discretion however was not in Elise’s
repertoire.  “You go Girl.” More loudly she yelled towards the bedroom,
“Looking forward to meeting you, FBI Hottie!”

Alaina shook her head beyond embarrassment. “You know
I can’t believe you just did that.”

Donovan’s voice drifted down the hall. “Looking
forward to meeting you too Elise.”

Elise started to head for the door. “I guess I’ll
leave you two alone.  I can't wait to hear all the details.”

Alaina gave her a gentle shove. “Off with you trouble
maker.  I’ll talk to you soon.”

Elise smirked. “Oh yeah, we’ll be talking all
right.”  

Alaina shut the door behind her friend and shuffled
back to the bedroom to find Donovan refilling their wine glasses. 

“I’m a hottie?” he asked while handing her the glass.

She rolled her eyes and said, “Like your ego needs to
be bigger.” She returned to her place on the bed leaning against the headboard
while she snuggled against him.

“Your friend seems like she has a great sense of
humor. I think I’m going to like her,” he said as he continued to sip his wine.

“You’re just saying that because she called you a
hottie, but you’re right she has a great sense of humor.”

“Well as much as I would like to discuss your friend
all day, I have some other things I need to do,” he said as he tugged her robe
off.  “You have way too many clothes on.”

The rest of the day and night was spent making love,
sometimes leisurely and sometimes quickly and passionately.  Later in the
evening, realizing they hadn't eaten yet, they ordered Chinese food to build up
their strength. They sat together at the kitchen table enjoying their
food.  Donovan was only wearing underwear and Alaina had thrown on an
oversized t-shirt, both were well satisfied from hours of lovemaking.

“I hope you don’t consider ordering take-out a date,
cause
that is just not going to fly with me,” she told him
as she dug into her Kung Pao Chicken.

“I don’t see why it doesn’t count.  We had wine
and cheese and now we’re having dinner.  I think that covers
everything.  Consider it our first date,” he said as he continued to fill
his plate until it was heaping.  He must have decided he finally had
enough on his plate because he started eating with enthusiasm.

She gave him her best death look. “If this is your
idea of a date the future does not look bright.”

“How many orgasms have you had today?” he asked
nonchalantly as he stole some of her Kung Pao Chicken from her plate.

She shrugged it off as if was no big deal. “I don’t
know.  I guess I lost count.”

“Well if you ask me, your future looks very bright.”
His grin was bordering on cocky.

“Does this mean we’re never going to go
anywhere?  We’re just going to have mind blowing sex and order take-out to
refuel?”

He nodded looking pleased.
“Exactly.”
 This is why he liked smart women.  It didn’t take them long to grasp
important concepts.

She stretched looking like a satisfied cat. “I guess I
can live with that.”  Pushing her plate away she said, “I’m stuffed. It’s
hard to believe I’m going to be hungry again in an hour.”

Donovan looked at her, the desire once again in his
eyes.  “I think I'm already hungry,” he said as he stood up and pulled her
toward him so she sat straddling him on his lap.  His hands moved
underneath her t-shirt and slowly up her rib cage until he found her breasts.
His hands massaged them and she moaned.  He pulled her t-shirt over her
head and began to tweak her nipples with his fingers.

 “Your nipples are so responsive, I love watching
them pucker.   I am going to have to fuck these tits soon.” 
Donovan was amazed by how he couldn't get enough of her.  “See how much
you like it?” he asked as he pulled and tugged at her nipples. 

She looked down at herself and saw how distended her
nipples were as if they were reaching for his touch.  She felt her body
tingle as he pinched them. 

He took her hands and placed them on her
breasts.  “Squeeze them together,” he directed.

She did as he asked and he leaned forward and sucked
in both nipples at the same time.  Her body was once again coursing with
arousal.  She groaned as he sucked on her nipples simultaneously. Moisture
pooled between her legs and she rubbed her hips against him in an effort to
satisfy the ache building there.

She was sitting on his lap so she
feel
could his erection press against her ass.  As she rocked against him, he grabbed
her ass with both hands encouraging her to grind against him, never letting go
of her nipples with his mouth.  His hands slid from her ass and moved
between her legs.  He parted the folds of her labia and slowly stroked her
pussy soaking his fingers with her cream.  He marveled at her
responsiveness as he shoved his fingers inside her.

She raised her self up off his lap and grabbed his
stiff erection pulling it out of his underwear. She held onto his stiff member
as she began lowering herself inch by inch onto his stiff cock until he fully
penetrated her.  Her breath caught in slight discomfort.