Say Yes, Senator

“Well, with you testifying that Conall gave you this bag, then we have a connection. Between everything, all the samples of meth. Plus, if I can get hold of that scumbag Goldie and get something out of him too, well, we can take them all down.”

He strode over, standing a few feet away from me and looking down into my eyes. I gasped inwardly as he took one of my hands in his, holding it gently as he spoke.

“Look, Eden. You’ve been through enough shit over the years. I can’t imagine what it’s like having to go through it again.” He looked away, staring out of the kitchen window, a faraway expression on his face.

“Believe me when I say I know what it’s like to deal with men like Conall. The way they manipulate, intimidate. They’ll do anything to get what they want or what they covet.” He looked back at me, green eyes sparkling as he gazed into mine.

“I’ve got an idea…” he started to say, his expression turning serious once again.

“Jack,” I said, and he paused as he looked at me, eyebrows raised. “Let’s talk about it later.”

I guided his hand to my waist just above my hip and the other followed suit as he stepped closer to me. I pulled his hips toward mine, pushing myself against him. I felt the warmth from his body through my thin blouse, my breasts pressing against his muscled chest.

“Kiss me…” I said, voice thick as I held his gaze.

He leaned down, bringing his head down to my level. I raised my neck to look up at him as our lips met.

He kissed me gently, caressing my lips with his. His tongue entered my mouth, caressing mine as his hands squeezed my waist.

I pushed my hips forward, feeling him start to swell in his jeans against my thigh. I groaned with pleasure at the thought of him big, hard and erect. I passionately kissed him back and slipped a hand down to grab at the crotch of his jeans.

He groaned as I grabbed his cock through his pant. I felt him swell and twitch under the pressure of my hand. He reached up to cup one of my breasts through my blouse as he moved his hips rhythmically, in time with the movement of my hand on him.

I took my hand from off of his jeans and pushed his trench coat off onto the kitchen floor. His expression serious, he started to unbutton his shirt as I reached for his belt, looking up into his eyes as he gritted his teeth, face filled with unbound passion.

I had undone his jeans before he had got halfway down the buttons on his shirt, his muscled, masculine chest inches from my face.

I quickly pulled his jeans down to his thighs and grabbed his cock again through his thin boxer shorts. I massaged him gently, and he paused from unbuttoning, eyes half closed as he held his head back with pleasure.

“Oh, fuck…” He groaned.

His shirt dropped to the floor, joining his jacket and jeans, which he’d stepped out of. I looked down his muscled chest and abs, my gaze resting on his bulge showing through his underwear.

Wonder how big it is… hopefully I can handle it. Only one way to find out…

I slipped his boxer shorts down slowly, eyes on his cock as it left the confines of the underwear. It stood proud and erect, brushing against my stomach as I leaned down. I guessed it was roughly seven inches long, not too big and definitely not too small.

I looked up into his eyes as he stood there, naked in front of me. His hand guided mine back to his cock, and I began to jerk him off harder. He groaned again, clawing at my blouse hungrily with animalistic desire in his eyes.

“This isn’t fair...” he said in a deep, soft voice. “Time you took something off, Eden.” He began fumbling at my blouse, large fingers struggling with the small buttons. I helped him with them and before long my blouse was on the floor with the rest of his clothes.

I leaned forward, accentuating the cleavage of my breasts between the tight, push up bra I was wearing.

“Oh, I guess you mean you want me to take more off…?” I said, teasing. I could still feel his hard cock brushing against me as I leaned into him.

r /> I slipped my skirt down and stood there before him in my sexy lingerie. His eyes were on me, and I felt a tight knot of pleasure in my stomach as his gaze roved my body.

“Let’s go upstairs. Then you can take these off, too.” I walked from the kitchen, and he followed me as I went up the stairs. I felt his hand grab my butt through my panties.

“Like what you see?” I said as I turned toward him at the foot of my bed.

He nodded, taking a step forward.

“Yeah. I wanna see what’s underneath them more, though.”

I obliged, unfastening my bra and letting it drop from my shoulders. He stepped even closer, grabbing my breasts with his hands, massaging them gently. He leaned down to kiss me while he played with my breasts. He pushed me back onto the bed so I was sitting down, and I groaned as he kneeled down to grab my panties with both hands.

He looked into my eyes as he drew them down my thighs slowly, teasing. I felt myself swelling, wet and horny already. He pulled them off completely and threw them over a shoulder.