Mission Practice
Elayne S. Venton ©2008
"Are you really planning on knotting these together to make an outfit for tomorrow?" Gavin asked, holding a sheer green scarf in front of his face.
"I don't know if I like that idea."
Wrapped in a towel, Colonel Dana Tangier stepped from behind the bathroom curtain and mentally rolled her eyes at her mission partner. They'd
had sex once and already he oozed possessiveness.
"You..." Dana grabbed a loose end and tugged. "have no say in the matter." Gavin held tight. She stared at him, imitating the challenge and heat in
his gaze. "If any of the Tai-Jor senators recognize me, our operation will be over before we get started."
"I understand the head veil," he said, slowly rolling the scarf around his fist. "It's the rest of you I want to hide from the Tai-Jorians."
"This part?" In an attempt to distract him and loosen his grip on the scarf, she dropped her towel. She surprised herself with this new brazen
Dana. Where had the shy elusive professor gone? Had the reinstatement of her military rank brought back her confidence or did it have more to
do with the unexpected interest from the young flirtatious Lieutenant Gavin Moore?
A wicked smile lifted the corner of his mouth as he looked over her less than perfect form, but he held firmly to the scarf. Slowly, he reeled her in
until she plopped down onto the bed beside him. Their thighs skidded together, smooth cooled skin against the tickling hairs on his hot leg, and
just like that, sparks shot through her again, burning her misgivings to ashes. With a twinkle in his eye, he rolled toward her and pressed her down
onto the mattress using his weight to hold her in place.
"I just cleaned up," she cried as new moisture gathered between her legs.
"Good, now we can start over." He pressed a kiss to her temple. "You said we need to come across as seasoned lovers. Practice makes
perfect."
The whine of complaint turned into a whimper of delight when he settled his heavy cock on her belly and began nibbling on the sensitive spot on
her neck just below her ear. Her body melted at his touch.
He was right. The Tai-Jor would be watching them all the time, looking for a kink in either their personal or professional partnership. She and
Gavin would be expected to make love to show the strength of their bond and they couldn't look like new lovers.
As his lips drifted down to the outside of her breast, her eyes fluttered half-shut. So far, this was turning out to be the best assignment in a very
long time. All she had to do was keep a level head and remember the connection between them was strictly business despite Gavin's claims to
the contrary. He was seventeen years her junior, for Pete's sake, blinded by youthful lust and hero worship. He'd get over her as soon as the
mission ended.
"So tell me what kinky moves you have so I won't be shocked," she demanded, hiding the twinge of regret that all this would end too soon.
"Funny you should ask." He held up the scarf they'd been fighting over. "I'd like to bind you, but it might remind you too much of your past
captivity." The compassionate look he gave her soothed her soul. "How about I blindfold you?"
Given all the sadistic sex rituals she'd endured in the past, a blindfold seemed tame. Plus, it required trust, an important factor for the upcoming
mission. Pulse thumping, she nodded. "Go ahead."
His beaming smile made her smile too. The tension in her shoulders eased after he tied it at the back of her head. Even folded over several times,
she could see light and shadow through the sheer layers of the scarf.
"You're beautiful," her lover said, straddling her thighs and gazing down at her.
She stretched, lifting her arms over her head and clasping her hands together. "I'm yours, Gavin." She relaxed the rest of her body, leaving her
hands linked above her head as if they were bound that way. His breath hitched. Knowing she'd pleased him, happiness swelled within her.
After a brief, sweet kiss, Gavin's coarse five o'clock shadow scraped across the sensitive curve of her breast, his mouth seeking the peak, his
wet tongue gliding upward to lick the taut nipple. Dana held her breath as he laved the aching point, and then she arched her back, lost in the
instinctive need to feed his hunger. Why hadn't she allowed him access to her body weeks ago? Coming together had been inevitable.
Moist lips closed over her rosy tip and Gavin suckled noisily, drawing out her passion. She gasped at the pull in her lower belly and eased her
thighs apart just enough to let air lick at her wet entrance. His roaming fingers found her other nipple and rolled it into a hard peak.
Her nerve endings crackled with heat.
He switched to the other breast, vigorously sucking on it while tweaking the other. Not satisfied with just one at a time, he compressed her
breasts together and slid his tongue from one nipple to the other in rapid succession. She arched up, silently begging for more. God, she wanted
him to swallow her breasts whole.
"Gavin?"
"Hm?" His mouth left her breasts to kiss her mouth. "What do you want, sexy lady?"
Whatever she was going to say dissipated when he pinched her nipple. "Ah!" Her hips surged upward, seeking his rigid erection, need pulsing
through her inner muscles.
She writhed beneath him, skin rubbing skin, mouth against mouth, the muffled strains of lust filling the small room. She was breathing so fast, she
had to turn her head from his bombardment of chaste kisses. His mouth latched onto her neck and goose-bumps erupted on her raised arms. He
pressed her knees apart and left her open, ready. God, she wanted his cock inside her.
He obviously read her desperate need because he cupped her sex and whispered, "Patience."
This was a change. Before, she'd been the one hoping he'd slow down. Youthful exuberance had its faults. Not at the moment, though.
Finally, his fingers probed between her slick open folds. Oh, heaven.
On the hunt again for her turgid peaks, Gavin sucked each one briefly before he lifted his head, his fingers still sliding in and out of her wet
channel. "I'm going to eat your pussy, Dana."
At his potent words, heat surged through her body, moisture seeped from her core, and she squeezed his stroking fingers with her inner muscles.
"I want to smell your desire, suck your clit until you come for me and then I'm going to lick your cream until you're dry." He flexed his fingers,
probing for the G-spot. She jerked with a little orgasm when he found it. God, he was good.
"Dana?" Uncertainty hovered in his voice.
"Yes. God yes. Eat me, Gavin." She lifted her knees, briefly bracing his hips, and then spread her legs wider.
Pausing in his delightful stroking, he seemed surprised by her response, and then he chuckled low. "You're killing me, Dana." Without any fanfare,
he shifted his weight down and nuzzled his nose into her pubic hair. His tongue slid between her parted lips and circled his embedded fingers.
A spasm rocked her and she forced herself to lie still while his mouth stoked a fire. It didn't take long for his slithering tongue to make her heart
pump hard. Her body quivered against his mouth. She dropped a hand to her blindfold but Gavin clamped his free hand on top of it. "Please,"
she cried. "I want to watch you."
She wanted to see his eyes, sultry as the night, as he latched onto her clit.
"No." He slid his tongue from her opening to her clit, lapping at the turgid bud. "Just feel, baby."
Burning lust swirled within, contracting tighter and tighter until she lost control, rocking against his mouth, pushing him back, arching higher and
higher. "Oh, God, Gavin!" She gripped his shoulder, grinding against him as she reached for the peak of the pulsing orgasm.
He clamped down on her hip before his lips closed over her aching clit and sucked hard, taking her into the vortex of a blinding climax.
"Ga-vin," she grunted as she shoved her pussy against his face. Light burst behind her eyelids as she convulsed around her lover's fingers,
drenching them with feminine cream.
Dana lowered her trembling hips slowly, her vaginal muscles gripping his fingers, loathing the moment when he'd pull them out. Her thighs
shuddered around his head and he turned his face to kiss her inner thigh. Tiny aftershocks left her quivering from head to toe. Harsh breathing
resonated in the small space and it wasn't solely her gasping for air.
Gavin shifted forward and she felt his hard cock brush against her belly as he leaned over her heaving chest for a kiss. Before he could stop her,
she dropped one arm, shoved it between their bodies, and grasped his rigid shaft in her fist. He moaned into her mouth when she gave it a long
firm stroke, ending with a little roll over the head. Leaking cum streaked across her palm.
No doubt this was going to be a long night, and she'd be sore in the morning, but they needed the practice, right? As she guided him into her
drenched pussy, she deepened the kiss, so glad to be Back In Action.
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"Are you really planning on knotting these together to make an outfit for tomorrow?" Gavin asked, holding a sheer green scarf in front of his face.
"I don't know if I like that idea."
Wrapped in a towel, Colonel Dana Tangier stepped from behind the bathroom curtain and mentally rolled her eyes at her mission partner. They'd
had sex once and already he oozed possessiveness.
"You..." Dana grabbed a loose end and tugged. "have no say in the matter." Gavin held tight. She stared at him, imitating the challenge and heat in
his gaze. "If any of the Tai-Jor senators recognize me, our operation will be over before we get started."
"I understand the head veil," he said, slowly rolling the scarf around his fist. "It's the rest of you I want to hide from the Tai-Jorians."
"This part?" In an attempt to distract him and loosen his grip on the scarf, she dropped her towel. She surprised herself with this new brazen
Dana. Where had the shy elusive professor gone? Had the reinstatement of her military rank brought back her confidence or did it have more to
do with the unexpected interest from the young flirtatious Lieutenant Gavin Moore?
A wicked smile lifted the corner of his mouth as he looked over her less than perfect form, but he held firmly to the scarf. Slowly, he reeled her in
until she plopped down onto the bed beside him. Their thighs skidded together, smooth cooled skin against the tickling hairs on his hot leg, and
just like that, sparks shot through her again, burning her misgivings to ashes. With a twinkle in his eye, he rolled toward her and pressed her down
onto the mattress using his weight to hold her in place.
"I just cleaned up," she cried as new moisture gathered between her legs.
"Good, now we can start over." He pressed a kiss to her temple. "You said we need to come across as seasoned lovers. Practice makes
perfect."
The whine of complaint turned into a whimper of delight when he settled his heavy cock on her belly and began nibbling on the sensitive spot on
her neck just below her ear. Her body melted at his touch.
He was right. The Tai-Jor would be watching them all the time, looking for a kink in either their personal or professional partnership. She and
Gavin would be expected to make love to show the strength of their bond and they couldn't look like new lovers.
As his lips drifted down to the outside of her breast, her eyes fluttered half-shut. So far, this was turning out to be the best assignment in a very
long time. All she had to do was keep a level head and remember the connection between them was strictly business despite Gavin's claims to
the contrary. He was seventeen years her junior, for Pete's sake, blinded by youthful lust and hero worship. He'd get over her as soon as the
mission ended.
"So tell me what kinky moves you have so I won't be shocked," she demanded, hiding the twinge of regret that all this would end too soon.
"Funny you should ask." He held up the scarf they'd been fighting over. "I'd like to bind you, but it might remind you too much of your past
captivity." The compassionate look he gave her soothed her soul. "How about I blindfold you?"
Given all the sadistic sex rituals she'd endured in the past, a blindfold seemed tame. Plus, it required trust, an important factor for the upcoming
mission. Pulse thumping, she nodded. "Go ahead."
His beaming smile made her smile too. The tension in her shoulders eased after he tied it at the back of her head. Even folded over several times,
she could see light and shadow through the sheer layers of the scarf.
"You're beautiful," her lover said, straddling her thighs and gazing down at her.
She stretched, lifting her arms over her head and clasping her hands together. "I'm yours, Gavin." She relaxed the rest of her body, leaving her
hands linked above her head as if they were bound that way. His breath hitched. Knowing she'd pleased him, happiness swelled within her.
After a brief, sweet kiss, Gavin's coarse five o'clock shadow scraped across the sensitive curve of her breast, his mouth seeking the peak, his
wet tongue gliding upward to lick the taut nipple. Dana held her breath as he laved the aching point, and then she arched her back, lost in the
instinctive need to feed his hunger. Why hadn't she allowed him access to her body weeks ago? Coming together had been inevitable.
Moist lips closed over her rosy tip and Gavin suckled noisily, drawing out her passion. She gasped at the pull in her lower belly and eased her
thighs apart just enough to let air lick at her wet entrance. His roaming fingers found her other nipple and rolled it into a hard peak.
Her nerve endings crackled with heat.
He switched to the other breast, vigorously sucking on it while tweaking the other. Not satisfied with just one at a time, he compressed her
breasts together and slid his tongue from one nipple to the other in rapid succession. She arched up, silently begging for more. God, she wanted
him to swallow her breasts whole.
"Gavin?"
"Hm?" His mouth left her breasts to kiss her mouth. "What do you want, sexy lady?"
Whatever she was going to say dissipated when he pinched her nipple. "Ah!" Her hips surged upward, seeking his rigid erection, need pulsing
through her inner muscles.
She writhed beneath him, skin rubbing skin, mouth against mouth, the muffled strains of lust filling the small room. She was breathing so fast, she
had to turn her head from his bombardment of chaste kisses. His mouth latched onto her neck and goose-bumps erupted on her raised arms. He
pressed her knees apart and left her open, ready. God, she wanted his cock inside her.
He obviously read her desperate need because he cupped her sex and whispered, "Patience."
This was a change. Before, she'd been the one hoping he'd slow down. Youthful exuberance had its faults. Not at the moment, though.
Finally, his fingers probed between her slick open folds. Oh, heaven.
On the hunt again for her turgid peaks, Gavin sucked each one briefly before he lifted his head, his fingers still sliding in and out of her wet
channel. "I'm going to eat your pussy, Dana."
At his potent words, heat surged through her body, moisture seeped from her core, and she squeezed his stroking fingers with her inner muscles.
"I want to smell your desire, suck your clit until you come for me and then I'm going to lick your cream until you're dry." He flexed his fingers,
probing for the G-spot. She jerked with a little orgasm when he found it. God, he was good.
"Dana?" Uncertainty hovered in his voice.
"Yes. God yes. Eat me, Gavin." She lifted her knees, briefly bracing his hips, and then spread her legs wider.
Pausing in his delightful stroking, he seemed surprised by her response, and then he chuckled low. "You're killing me, Dana." Without any fanfare,
he shifted his weight down and nuzzled his nose into her pubic hair. His tongue slid between her parted lips and circled his embedded fingers.
A spasm rocked her and she forced herself to lie still while his mouth stoked a fire. It didn't take long for his slithering tongue to make her heart
pump hard. Her body quivered against his mouth. She dropped a hand to her blindfold but Gavin clamped his free hand on top of it. "Please,"
she cried. "I want to watch you."
She wanted to see his eyes, sultry as the night, as he latched onto her clit.
"No." He slid his tongue from her opening to her clit, lapping at the turgid bud. "Just feel, baby."
Burning lust swirled within, contracting tighter and tighter until she lost control, rocking against his mouth, pushing him back, arching higher and
higher. "Oh, God, Gavin!" She gripped his shoulder, grinding against him as she reached for the peak of the pulsing orgasm.
He clamped down on her hip before his lips closed over her aching clit and sucked hard, taking her into the vortex of a blinding climax.
"Ga-vin," she grunted as she shoved her pussy against his face. Light burst behind her eyelids as she convulsed around her lover's fingers,
drenching them with feminine cream.
Dana lowered her trembling hips slowly, her vaginal muscles gripping his fingers, loathing the moment when he'd pull them out. Her thighs
shuddered around his head and he turned his face to kiss her inner thigh. Tiny aftershocks left her quivering from head to toe. Harsh breathing
resonated in the small space and it wasn't solely her gasping for air.
Gavin shifted forward and she felt his hard cock brush against her belly as he leaned over her heaving chest for a kiss. Before he could stop her,
she dropped one arm, shoved it between their bodies, and grasped his rigid shaft in her fist. He moaned into her mouth when she gave it a long
firm stroke, ending with a little roll over the head. Leaking cum streaked across her palm.
No doubt this was going to be a long night, and she'd be sore in the morning, but they needed the practice, right? As she guided him into her
drenched pussy, she deepened the kiss, so glad to be Back In Action.
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Note: This is an extra scene not included
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in the published story, Back In Action.