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  Andi couldn’t believe it. “You fantasized about…about…”

  “About eating your hot little pussy, sweetheart. He smiled at her, his eyes still hooded with lust. “About having your soft thighs wrapped around my head while I tonguefucked you, about the way you’d moan and thrash under me while you came all over my face…Oh, yeah, I thought about all of that. And now I’m going to do it. So just relax and let me taste you. All right?”

  He wasn’t asking for permission, Andi realized. He was telling her how it was going to be. There was nothing she could do but relax and open for him, nothing she could do but spread her thighs and accept his mouth on her pussy, his tongue inside her. Well, at least I know he really wants to do this. The knowledge that he really did want to taste her, that he had actually fantasized about doing it for months helped her relax. This wasn’t a duty for Matt, it was a pleasure. With a sigh that was more than half moan, she allowed the muscles in her thighs to relax completely and let him in.

  Matt kissed the top of her mound, pressing his mouth to the slit of her sex. “Such a sweet little pussy,” he murmured almost to himself. “So soft and wet.” Gently he spread her puffy outer lips and pressed another kiss inside, on the swollen inner folds of her cunt.

  Andi bit her lip to stifle a moan. God, he was kissing her pussy the same way he would kiss her mouth! She couldn’t believe his patience, his persistence. Her hands crept downward, seemingly of their own volition and stroked his black, spiky hair.

  Matt looked up at her tentative touch and smiled. “That’s right, sweetheart. Just relax and let me eat you. Open up and let me put my tongue in your sweet little pussy.” His mouth moved lower. Sucking the sensitive bud of her clit between his lips he tortured it sweetly with his tongue.

  Andi couldn’t help herself. She bucked upward, pressing her pelvis shamelessly against his mouth and he responded by shoving both hands under her ass and holding her there as he lapped and sucked and tasted her cunt.

  “God! OhGodohGodohGod…” Andi realized she was moaning out loud but she couldn’t seem to stop herself, couldn’t seem to do anything but feel the pleasure that was mounting inside her again. The rough stubble of his cheeks scratched her tender inner thighs as he pressed harder against her and then she felt his mouth shift, felt him moving downward.

  His large hands readjusted her, giving him even greater access to her pussy and then Andi felt his tongue enter her, pressing deep into her tight cunt as though he was reaching for her soul. She gasped and fisted her hands in his hair, fighting not to scream. She had never felt anything as erotic as Matt opening her with his tongue, thrusting inside her there as he tasted her as deeply as he could. And he was obviously enjoying it, pulling her up hard to meet him and burying his face between her thighs. He didn’t even seem to mind the way she was yanking his hair.

  The feel of his mouth on her, of his tongue inside her finally brought Andi’s pleasure to a crest. She moaned as her second orgasm washed over her, moaned and pressed herself against his mouth to get more of his tongue inside her. God, it felt so good. She’d never imagined this act being anything but painfully embarrassing but somehow with Matt it was natural, pleasurable…incredible.

  By the time he stopped licking and sucking her swollen folds and looked up Andi felt as limp as a dishrag. She had never come easily and she couldn’t remember the last time a man had made her come once during sex, let alone twice. And we still haven’t even actually fucked yet, she thought. But from the smoldering look in Matt’s pale blue eyes, it wouldn’t take long.

  “God you taste good. I knew you would.” He slid up the length of her body and took her mouth in a long, searching kiss. Andi moaned into his mouth as she tasted herself on his lips and he took the opportunity to explore her thoroughly with his tongue.

  The entire length of his huge, muscular body was pressed against hers and she knew it should have made her feel smothered. Instead his weight was a welcome pressure against her bare skin and the feel of his leather clad cock rubbing against her sensitive naked cunt made her gasp. She couldn't remember the last time she’d felt so alive. Probably some time before I came to work for the Agency, she thought distractedly. But while his tongue and his fingers inside her had been amazing, she knew she wanted more.

  “Matt,” she whispered when he broke the kiss at last. “Matt, I want…I need you.”

  “Need you too, Andi.” His voice was rough with lust. “Need to be inside you, fucking you. I can’t wait any longer.”

  “I don’t want you to wait.” She leaned up and kissed him, surprised at her own boldness. “So how do you want me?”

  “On your hands and knees—to start with anyway.” He stroked her face gently. “You’re tight and I’m big. That way I can open you up and get you used to my cock inside you without hurting you. Okay?”

  “O—okay,” Andi whispered with numb lips. Now that they had come down to it she couldn’t believe she was actually going to do this. Actually going to spread her legs voluntarily and let him sink his thick cock to the hilt into her naked pussy. And yet, a part of her, a large part of her, wanted it so badly she could barely breathe.

  He shifted off of her and began stripping off the black leather pants, leaving Andi to scramble into position. She faced the arm of the couch and spread her legs, hyper aware of the cool leather against her bare breasts and nipples as she braced herself for his entry.

  “That’s good, sweetheart, real good.” Matt’s breath was hot against the back of her neck and she could feel the heat from his big body as he covered her. Something moist and hard bumped against the back of her thigh and she realized it was his cock, finally free of its leather sheath and ready to fuck her.

  “God,” she whispered, more to herself than him as he positioned himself at her entrance. She could feel the moist, blunt head of his cock rubbing against her open pussy, not to enter her, not yet, but to get wet enough so that he could slide into her. Had she thought she felt vulnerable before? Had she really? Well the feeling of being helpless and open was a hundred times worse now, a thousand times worse. And just how big is he, really? she wondered, wishing she had gotten a chance to see him, to touch him before she had assumed the position. Was this going to hurt? She felt her inner muscles clenching at the idea and bit her lower lip until blood came.

  “Hey, sweetheart, relax. Just relax.” One large warm hand was stroking the bare, trembling skin of her back soothingly as Matt whispered in her ear. “I know you’re scared,” he murmured softly. “But we’re gonna go slow, I promise.”

  “All…all right,” Andi forced herself to say and then he was pressing into her, entering her, and she couldn’t think to say anything else.

  Matt was as good as his word. The slow press of his thick shaft into her open pussy made Andi bite her lip again but this time with impatience. She could feel herself stretching to accommodate him but after the first shock when she’d felt the broad head of his cock press inside her, it didn’t hurt. She wanted to tell Matt to hurry up, to put it all inside her, but the words wouldn’t come. And anyway, she sensed from the way he was guiding himself into her that he wouldn’t comply with any request to hurry even if she was able to make it. He was like a gourmand with a fine meal and he wanted to make it last.

  “God, Andi, you’re so tight,” he murmured hoarsely as he pressed slowly inside her. “So tight and hot and wet. I can’t believe how good you feel wrapped around my cock.”

  Andi opened her mouth to answer and could only pant. God, he was huge. And there kept being more of him. As he entered her slowly, inch after thick inch, she began to wonder if it would ever end. But at last it did. She felt the broad head of his cock pressed hard against the end of her channel and at the same time, his lean hips met her buttocks.

  “There we go, sweetheart,” Matt murmured, caressing her hips and waist. “All the way in you now. Can you feel it?” He drew back about an inch and thrust forward, drawing a gasp from her throat.

  “I…I feel it. I feel you,” Andi managed to make herself say. She had never felt so full, so thoroughly opened and she was grateful now that he had insisted on going slow. It had been a long time since she’d made love with anyone and she’d never had a lover as big as Matt. If he had been the animalistic killer she’d imagined on her way over he really might have hurt her, might have torn her in half. As it was she felt stretched to the limit by his girth.

  “That’s good, Andi. Good because I’m going to fuck you now. I’ll try to take it slow but I don’t know…don’t know if I can. I’ve been holding back all night because I didn’t want to hurt you but this damn conditioning…”

  Andi understood what he was saying at once. The Agency conditioned their agents to be ruthless in all things—in sex as well as killing. It was probably the reason why the girls were in the repair shop so often. That Matt was able to hold back and keep from ripping her apart as he fucked her said a lot about his inner strength. For the first time she was glad that he had apparently overcome his conditioning—if he hadn’t, she might not still be alive. But now she was used to having him inside her, used to feeling his thick cock deep in her pussy and she felt like she could handle a little rough treatment.

  “It’s all right,” she murmured, pressing back against him to let him know she meant it. “It’s all right, Matt. Just…just do it. Just fuck me.”

  Her words seemed to release something inside him, something long pent up and fiercely controlled. With a sound that was like a low roar, he pulled almost all the way out of her and slammed back in, thrusting the entire thick length of his cock deep into her tight cunt.

  Andi gasped and then moaned at the pleasure of his rough entry. She’d never really liked this position before—with any other man she’d tried it with it always seemed silly and demeaning somehow. But she didn’t feel like that with Matt. As he gripped her hips hard enough to leave ten finger shaped bruises and plowed into her she felt hot and animalistic in a way she’d never experienced before. She found that she was gripping the leather armrest of the couch and backing to meet him, spreading her thighs even more to get every last inch inside her as he fucked her with a savage intensity she’d never dreamed of.

  “God! Oh, God, Matt, please…please…” Andi didn’t know if she was begging him to stop or begging him to never stop. She only knew that she couldn’t help moaning, couldn’t help pleading as he continued to open her, to take her harder and faster and farther than she’d ever been taken before.

  “That’s right, Andi. Say my name. And tell me how it feels when I fuck you.” Matt’s voice was hoarse and commanding but in no way out of breath. It occurred to Andi that with his superb physical condition he could probably do this all night. She wasn’t sure if she could take that much of his rough love but she was prepared to find out.

  “Matt,” she moaned as he thrust into her. “God, Matt, it feels so good. Feels so right to have you in me like this. Feels right to have you fuck me. Please fuck me, don’t stop!”

  “Couldn’t if I wanted to,” he murmured, speeding up his rhythm. “Love you, Andi. Been loving you for so long…wanting you for so long…”

  Even in the heat of passion his words gave Andi pause. He loved her? He’d admitted to fantasizing about her but…love? It’s just something people shout out when they’re fucking, she told herself. No big deal. But if it was no big deal, why did it make her heart skip a beat? She felt one of his large hands slip from her hip down to the area where they were joined and she lost her train of thought abruptly.

  “Come for me, Andi,” he growled in her ear. “Come while I’m fucking you. Want to feel your sweet pussy squeezing my cock while I get deep inside you.”

  Oh, God, no more…I can’t take any more, she thought as he began caressing her clit, rubbing her in time with his thrusts inside her body. I can’t…I can’t… But even as she had the thought, she was. An orgasm so deep it felt like a tidal wave was rushing through her, making her see stars before her eyes.

  “Matt,” she gasped. “Oh, Matt, I can’t…”

  “Yes, you can,” he growled back. “I can feel you, coming all around me. God, it feels so good—have to fill you up now. Have to fill your sweet little pussy with my cum.”

  “Yes…yes, please…” His words as much as the relentless hammering of his shaft inside her made her inner muscles spasm around him. Plainly Matt felt her reaction because he pulled her in close and thrust hard, getting as deeply into her cunt as he could. And then Andi felt him flooding her sex, coming deep inside her open pussy, claiming her, owning her completely.

  “Oh, God…” she whispered and then the intensity of the sensations flowing through her body was too much. The room began to go gray and her fingers felt numb, unable to grip the armrest of the couch anymore. And then everything went black.

  Chapter Three

  “Andi? You okay? Andi, talk to me.” A warm hand was patting her cheek and a deep voice was speaking anxiously in her ear. Where was she? She hadn’t had anyone touch her like this, speak to her like this in, well, in years. Was she dreaming of her life before the Agency had swallowed her whole?

  Andi’s eyelids fluttered and she looked up to see a pair of piercing blue eyes staring down at her in concern. Suddenly it all came rushing back to her…Agent Alpha’s stress readings, Central’s demands that she go and relieve him herself, the meeting in his darkened apartment and the way he had touched her and tasted her and taken her… Absurdly she felt herself blushing. God, she had really been begging for it there at the end, calling his name, pleading with him to fuck her…She couldn’t ever remember losing control so completely, not even during sex. Especially not during sex. But there was something about him, something about the way he demanded her total submission and did what he wanted to her body that made her feel weak. Apparently weak enough to faint.

  “How…how long have I been out?” she asked groggily, looking up at him.

  He shrugged. “Only about five minutes. I was, uh, just finishing when you collapsed under me. Thought for a minute I’d killed you.” The worry on his dark face and the gentle way he stroked her forehead belied his casual tone.

  “Sorry.” Andi struggled to sit up and he helped her, keeping one large hand at the small of her back for support. Then she looked at him curiously. “But you kill lots of people. It’s your job.”

  “I told you, not anymore.” Matt frowned. From out of nowhere he suddenly produced a large, sharp knife with a thin silver blade.

  Abruptly, Andi was wide awake. She could feel all the blood draining from her face and her hands started to shake. Oh, God, he’s finally snapped. The last of the conditioning is gone and he’s going to go berserk. This time next week the police are going to be calling him a serial killer and I’ll be known as his first victim.

  “Matt,” she pleaded, holding out a trembling hand. “Matt, please…please don’t do this.”

  “Do what?” He frowned and then looked down at the knife in his hand and laughed. “Hey, don’t worry sweetheart. This isn’t for you, it’s for me. I can’t take this life anymore so I’m getting out the only way I know how.”

  Oh, no—he’s suicidal! For some reason this bothered her even more than the idea of her own death.

  “Don’t.” Impulsively, she put a hand on his muscular forearm even though she knew she had no chance of stopping him if he wanted to slit his throat or wrists. “We can work something out, Matt,” she whispered, looking into his eyes. “You don’t have to end it this way. Please…” She swallowed hard. “Please don’t kill yourself. I just found you, I don’t want to lose you so soon.”

  “Hey, now…” He put down the knife and cupped her cheek. “You don’t have to cry, Andi. That wasn’t what I meant at all.”

  “I’m not crying…am I?” Andi raised a hand to her face and was surprised to feel the warmth of tears on her cheeks. Did he really mean that much to her, even though she had really only gotten to know him in the last hour? Yes, she thought, looking up at the chiseled features and piercing eyes that were suddenly soft with emotion. He’s important to me. He’s more than Agent Alpha, he’s Matt and as stupid as it sounds, I think I may be well on the way to being in love with him.

  “I didn’t know you cared so much.” He was almost whispering, his deep voice filled with intensity.

  Andi let out a laugh that was more than half sob. “I didn’t either but I do. I can’t help it—you made me care.”

  “I care about you too.” He leaned in and kissed her mouth tenderly, then looked at her again. “I care what happens to you.”

  “I care what happens to you, too. I don't want you to die or get taken away by Central…Oh, my God.” She put a hand to her mouth. “What time is it? You have to get out of here—Central is sending a transport to take you back to the director of the Agency for debriefing at o-seven hundred. And you know what that means.”

  Matt looked grim. “Yeah, I know. I figured they’d want to see me. I knew they’d want to know why I ditched my last mission.”

  “Why did you?” Andi looked at him doubtfully. It seemed like forever since she’d been ordered by Central to go give Agent Alpha some stress relief. She had almost forgotten the reason his readings had been in the red in the first place. “I mean, you’ve never failed to complete a mission before. You’re their most valuable agent.”

  “I was their most valuable agent. But I’m leaving tonight—going off the reservation.” He picked up the knife again and brought it up to his own chest. “I’m through killing for them. No more.”

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