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how in the world she could accommodate the massive cock she felt
rubbing against her spread sex and then the thought was pushed to the back of
her mind by his mouth on her neck.
    “Taste so good,” Matt murmured into her
hair as his hands stroked hungrily over her back and ass. His tongue was hot
and demanding as he lapped and sucked at the sensitive hollow of her throat.
“Can’t wait to taste you everywhere, Andi.”
    She couldn’t make sense of his words,
could barely make sense of her own reactions. Here she was, spread out with her
breasts exposed and her skirt hiked up to her waist with a man’s hands all over
her. A man whom she had always feared. She had never felt so vulnerable in her
entire life and yet, she had never felt so hot, so sexual.
    “You like this? Like the feel of me
tasting you?” he demanded, pulling back to look in her eyes.
    “I…” Andi bit her lip, unable to say
what she was really feeling.
    Matt frowned. “Tell me what you feel,
sweetheart. I want to know. Talk to me.”
    “I…it’s…I’ve never felt like this.” She
dropped her eyes, embarrassed.
    “Like what?” His hooded eyes regarded
her steadily and he thrust with his pelvis, grinding his leather clad cock hard
against her open folds.
    “Oh, God!” Andi closed her eyes briefly
and bit her lip hard. “A little bit scared but…but also…” She shook her head,
unable to continue.
    “Also…?” His hand slid from her ass to
press between her legs and he cupped her wet sex in his hand. She cried out
softly as the heel of his hand thrust against her mound and his fingers
explored the damp lace that barely covered her swollen cunt.
    “Also hot,” she gasped at last when he
prompted her by rubbing her aching clit with his blunt fingertips.
    “Explain.” He sounded genuinely
interested and it occurred to Andi in a muddled kind of way that he must have
missed making love to a partner who could actually communicate her needs and wishes
instead of just lying still and taking it the way the girls did.
    “I…I just…two years is a long time,”
she panted. His fingers had slipped behind the front panel of her panties now
and he was stroking her wet inner cunt slowly, as though he had all the time in
the world to touch her. His leisurely way surprised her—she would have thought
that fucking Agent Alpha would be just that—fucking. By very definition it
should be fast, furious, and rough. Instead he seemed to want to take his time
exploring her…owning her.
    “That’s right. Two years since you’ve
had a man,” he mused softly. “Two years since anyone has touched this sweet,
wet pussy.” He circled her clit with one fingertip as he spoke. “Two years
since you’ve been fucked.” Two long, thick fingers entered her roughly and
pressed deep into her core.
    Andi moaned and jerked against him as
his fingers opened her pussy and found the end of her channel. God, would he
ever stop? Any other man would have had her by now, would have thrown her down
on the couch and been on top of her, inside her. But Matt seemed content to
talk and watch her reaction to his teasing touch.
    “Two years since you took this job and
your personal life ended, right?” he asked as he continued to slide his thick
fingers in and out of her wet sex.
    “That…that’s right,” Andi made herself
say. “It…there was no way to date anyone without endangering them. The…the
Agency frowns on…on…” She shook her head, it was impossible to carry on a
conversation when what he was doing below her waist was driving her crazy.
    “The Agency frowns on you having a life
outside of work. The Agency wants to control every aspect of your existence,”
he finished for her. “You and I could have gone on working together for years
without knowing each other. Without doing this.” The blunt pad of his thumb
came up to rub her throbbing clit and at the same time he thrust hard with his
fingers, reaching the end of her channel.
    “Oh!” Andi