CHAPTER 10
Brittney
Dinner was incredible, and not just the food.
When Sean said those words it reminded me why I wanted him so much to begin with.
And the conversation at our table only got better.
Although there were quite a few top secret parts to the case he was working on, he’d requested and received permission to bring on an intern to help. He suggested it would be a great way to show a college student the way things really work, which could help the student decide if this type of public service was really right for them. It also gave NCIS a head start on recruiting its next generation of leaders.
He reminded me he wouldn’t be able to share everything with me, but he’d share everything he could. I was more than excited. This fit exactly into the template for the future I’d constructed for myself. And the best part was I’d be working side by side with someone who I respected, admired, and trusted. And even better, or worse maybe, was that he was also someone I had the hots for…bad.
And it was more than mutual. As soon as we finished dinner we called a car and headed back to his place.
We barely get the door shut and he’s already got me pinned up against the wall.
He grabs my left hand with his right and brings it over my head, pressing it against the white wall behind.
He reaches for my blouse with his other hand, quickly unbuttoning buttons in-between hard kisses that meet my lips, hold, and just as quickly pull away.
My heartbeat races as his hand dives underneath the fabric of my bra, yanking my breast over the top where it’s engulfed by his mouth.
I hear a pop as his lips leave my nipple, before crashing down on it hard again.
I lean in with my midsection, trying to rub my pussy against his body. He feels the contact and changes his stance, putting a knee forward which allows me to glide along the top of his trousers on his thigh.
It’s too much, and it’s not fair. My breast is inside his mouth. I want something inside mine.
I wiggle my wrist, but it’s no use. He’s got me pinned good.
I reach for his belt with my other hand and fumble with it, getting it open halfway.
“I need my other hand,” I say, tugging against his grasp.
He releases and I dive to my knees, ripping his belt open and jerking down his pants. I see his bulging erection inside his white boxer briefs, which are stretched to the point where they’re about to rip.
“Uhhh,” I moan, as I grab his cock over the top of his fabric.
My head shoots into his groin and I press his cock and balls toward my cheek. My head rotates and I mouth his shaft through the fabric.
I feel his fingertips slide over my scalp, sending chills down my spine.
I yank his trousers down and his cock springs up and back like a diving board, but I’m the one who’s ready to take the plunge as I see the moisture on his tip just before my mouth wraps around his circumcised member.
I rotate my mouth clockwise and grab the shaft, before pulling my head back causing a loud popping sound.
“Fuck!” he says.
I hear his dirty language and I want to get just as filthy. I put the head of his cock back inside my mouth, but this time I don’t turn. I slide taking his shaft into my mouth as the tip of his dick hits the back of my throat.
I can barely breathe he’s so big. I’m choking on his huge dick as my head moves in and out like a woodpecker looking for a nut to bust.
“Uhhh,” I moan as I try and breathe while his meat fills my mouth.
I keep one hand and the base of his rod and grab his sack with the other, holding his balls in my grasp.
“Fuck. Fuck!” he says, and I know he’s already close.
Feeling what I’m able to do to him puts me close too, and his moans aren’t helping to make this euphoric moment last any longer.
I drop his balls, and my hand shoots into my pants as I stroke my clit while my other hand grabs his shaft harder and I continue bobbing on his cock.
My hair is flying everywhere. I can barely hear. I can only taste and smell, and his cock smells like feral testosterone. I breathe in deeper.
“I’m gonna cum!” he says and I feel his thick fingers grasp my skull.
I jam three fingers inside me finding my spot unleashing a waterfall just as his cock erupts, plastering the back of my throat with his warm, gooey gift.
My body goes limp sending his dick even deeper inside my mouth as I feel the tip of his rod touch a place so far down my throat I didn’t even imagine it was possible to feel there.
But feel I do. Everywhere. Who knew the absolutely complete out-of-body experience felt so complete within your body? Every nerve touched. Every emotion drained. Every hair on my body standing up, and then falling back down again. My sense of smell, taste, and touch heightened…only to come crashing back down to reality.
I lean back on my shins as my head hits the wall behind me. I don’t even care, because the pain doesn’t even register. I tip my head back and swallow the last of his cum. I have to stick my neck out to get it all. It’s trapped in my throat before it slides down to be lost inside me forever.
I look up and see his chest heaving, as he puts his hands up and behind his head before bringing them back down and resting them on his hips as he bends forward trying to catch his breath.
“Fuck, that was incredible,” he says.
He locks eyes with me, before sliding his fingers underneath my armpits as he lifts me up off the floor and kisses me hard right on the lips.
He must sense my footing is still wobbly, as he scoops me up and carries me to the bed.
I should burst out laughing at his waddle, being that his pants are still down at his ankles, but I still haven’t come close to catching my breath, or processing just how intense this night is about to become.