The Recruit: Book One

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Authors: Elizabeth Kelly
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ran her fingers over his beard.  He twisted his head and captured her fingers
in his warm mouth, sucking hard on them.  The unexpectedness of it, the
pressure of his warm mouth and moving tongue against the sensitive skin on her
fingers, made her gasp and buck her hips against him.
    He groaned and grasped her thigh in his
hand as she pulled her fingers free of his mouth and grabbed onto his broad
shoulders.  He pushed her thigh up and out, the small motion opening her up
even wider, and they both groaned in mutual pleasure as he sunk the full length
of his cock inside of her.
    He started to move with long, slow
strokes.  Moaning, sweat covering her body, she met each of his thrusts.  The
warmth started almost immediately.  The tingling quickly became a maddening
ache, and she pushed her hips against him eagerly.
    “Please, Will.”  She moaned.  She tried to
silently urge him to go faster.  The ache was driving her crazy, and she was worried
that he would finish before she could find relief from it.  She dug her fingers
into his arms and nipped at his neck.
    “Faster.”  She murmured.
    He looked down at her and she was
momentarily startled by his eyes.  She had been certain his eyes were blue but now
they appeared almost yellow. 
    A trick of the light.   What light ?
    She was distracted from her thoughts when
he leaned down and kissed her.  He pushed delicately at her closed lips, and
she moaned softly and allowed him access to her mouth.  They kissed hungrily,
their tongues tasting and darting and exploring, and she pulled back panting after
a few minutes.
    “Will – faster.”  She demanded.
    He grinned and did as she commanded.  She
hooked her legs around his hips as he propped himself up on his hands above her
and began to thrust hard and fast.  She arched her back, moaning softly as the
ache grew within her.
    The pleasure was circling in her belly and
once again, she felt like she was standing at a deep divide.  She was panting
and thrusting her hips against him, her eyes shut tightly and her head tossing
back and forth. 
    “Oh please, please.”  She whispered. 
Vaguely she was aware of Will above her, his breath growing more ragged and his
body starting to lose its steady rhythm within her.  Even with her limited
experience she knew what that meant, and she squeezed his arms tightly.
    “No!”  She cried out in frustration.  She
moved her hips faster, her breath catching in her throat as she searched for
that final release. 
    “Hannah.”  Will’s voice was strained and
low.  “Look at me.”
    She opened her eyes and stared up at him
just as he reached between their bodies and rubbed her clit firmly with his
fingers.
    It was enough to throw her into the abyss. 
As the most intense orgasm of her life roared through her, she closed her eyes
and arched her back, her fingernails digging into Will’s forearms.  He kissed
her hard, swallowing her loud cry of pleasure with his mouth as she pulsated
and trembled around him.
    As the core of her squeezed him, she opened
her eyes and smiled up at him.  With a low moan he found his own relief, pumping
his hips roughly against her as his eyes glowed with a warm yellow light. 
Hannah could feel the wetness flooding through her and she squeezed his waist
tightly with her thighs as he collapsed against her, breathing heavily.
    She stroked his back as he panted harshly
against her throat before rolling off of her and onto his back.  He pulled her
up against him and she curled up like a contented cat, running one hand over
his chest.
    He looked down at her and she smiled at
him.  “Hi.”
    “Hi.  I’m sorry, Hannah.  I lost control
and I didn’t use a condom.”  His eyes were burning with shame.
    She gave him a cautious look.  “I’m on the
pill.  And I haven’t been with anyone in a couple of years.”
    He just looked at her and she blushed. 
“You can take a look at my medical records.  I’m sure Barb will have a

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