“Delicious,” he commented, with a wicked glint in his eyes.
She shuddered, his actions making her need ever more urgent. She’d known he had to be this way, that’s why she’d been drawn to him, even before she met him. If he was the type of man who would break into a government building under the cover of darkness, she figured he’d be adventurous in the bedroom as well, and she was right. She gripped the back of the car seat, her pussy on fire as she mounted him.
Oh, but each inch of him was gloriously big and hard, and she was so wet and slippery that he slid up inside of her easily, stretching the walls of her sex. It took her breath away. When he rode deep and a shockwave of pleasure buoyed up inside her womb, it made her sway against him. He held onto her, steadying her upper body, whispering encouragement. Then moved his hips under hers, pushing her up to ride his thrust.
She had to cling on and she laughed, joyously, loving the way it felt when he sucked her nipple through her top, making her pause to take a breath while he was wedged so very deep inside her.
Taking that breath was hard.
She was full, gloriously full, and his cock was rigid. His teeth on her nipple were driving her mad, making her want to wriggle around on him more than she possibly could in their current location. She rocked her hips, barely, and the pressure against the front wall of her sex unleashed a wave of heat and sensation that rolled over her, forcing her to move again. And again, faster each time.
Ben rested his head back, watching her, and the look on his face grew intense. Each time she clutched at him, his mouth moved, and she knew he was going to come soon.
“God, that’s good.” He moved his hand to the point where they met, pushing his thumb against her clit while he wrapped his fist around his cock.
When she crushed down onto his hand, she gasped, her orgasm hitting, her sex clenching. Her hair brushed over his face and he moaned out loud, his hips pushing up into hers, while he stroked her clit again, making a second wave of pleasure close fast on the first. And then his cock jerked and she cried out, the intense burst of pleasure all but making her pass out.
III
“It’s very dark, I thought the sky would be clearer,” Patrice murmured, and glanced at her watch, squinting at it in the moonlight. “Not long until we have to go back up there, the truck always comes around midnight.”
“Mmm,” he responded, and lifted his head from her neck, where he had been kissing her and rubbing the surface of her skin with his nose, tickling her. “What a pity, I’m enjoying this.”
She didn’t respond to that, because despite the fact she was enjoying his attentions, she was also getting excited about going back over there and watching him at work for real. “How are you going to do it, I mean, you can’t use a torch because they would see you.”
“No, but my camcorder has infrared vision, I can use that to find the way.”
“Oh, yes of course.”
He sat up, moving away reluctantly, and looked out at the night sky.
“I love your show,” she said. She took a sidelong glance at him, wondering whether she should say anything else or not. He seemed like a grounded type of a man. He coped with her. A lot of men couldn’t, including her ex-husband. He’d told her she was too much of a handful. “I wouldn’t miss an episode for the world.”
Ben smiled. “I’m glad you approve. However, I sense a ‘but’ coming.”
She chuckled softly. “Well, it’s just a little thing.”
“Go ahead, we need all the feedback we can get. It’s our first season. We want to run for more than one season.”
“The hand-held camera footage you get while you’re out and about is great, it’s so realistic we viewers feel as if we’re running along with you. That’s great.” She paused. “But you’re also a big pull yourself.”
“No, it’s all about the investigation.”
“Yes, but you’re a nationally known figure now, and I’d like to see more of you.”
“I thought you just did that.” He fixed her with a mock inquisitive look.
“You know what I mean, more long shots of you in action with your camera, that sort of thing.”
“It’s about resources, but I’ll keep it in mind and mention it to the producer.”
She reached into the back seat and pulled a backpack into the front of the car, poking around in it until she pulled out her camcorder. She held it up in one hand.
He looked surprised. “You carry a video camera around with you?”
“No, that’s you. I’m an art teacher. I’ve been running a summer school and I was filming the students at work tonight. Just a lucky coincidence. It does mean that I am able to volunteer to get some footage of you in action, right now. I have night vision, too.”
“Ah, no. You’ve already taken a risk for the show. I’m not having you getting involved any further, seriously. Health and safety, you are a member of the public.”