Cold War Romance (closed)

In his arms, Ginny was able to go back to sleep. She awakened to his knock on the door. She sat up and arched her back stretching. As he stood in the doorway, she redressed in the white sundress. She tied her hair up in a ponytail.

She slid her feet into her sandals.

She took his hand.

"Thank you for last night, love." She stood on her tiptoes and brushed her lips lightly across strong jaw.

He took their bags and they got in the elevator. In the lobby, a bellman got them a cab to the airport. The lobby was bustling with people. No one knew about the senator yet. They were safe. He wouldn't be discovered until they were on the plane.

In the cab, Ginny rested her head against Tim's shoulder, snuggling in beside him.
 
He felt her snuggling against him and relaxed trying his best to look firmly settled into his new role. It helped that her presence was so comforting and she put him at ease. He counted himself lucky once again that he was partnered with her, only his mother could ever relax him the way she was. They got through the airport with no trouble (after all they had the best counterfeited identities the motherland could provide) and soon they were on the plane. He spent the rest of the time doing “work” IE checking the information he had been provided in Russia. There were papers for their new house and the building hew now owned as well as a string of code only he knew how to decipher. The code would tell him where and when he was meeting with their handler.

He looked over at Ginny wondering if he should bring her. She wasn’t supposed to go but she HAD proven herself far beyond the simple distraction she was originally assigned to be. What could the harm be in bringing her? He wondered as he played with his mothers cross. He shrugged and settled in spending the last hour of the trip playing the par of new husband and necking and cuddling her.

They finally touched down in the evening bringing their flight to a stop. He knew their handler in DC procured a car for them so he kept away from the rental agencies instead taking her hand and grabbing their bags.

“This is it” He said looking around “our new home”
 
Ginny had spent some time in NYC during her dance training, so she was a little familiar with the US. But she still took it all in. She was observing the way the women dressed and the way they walked. She knew she was supposed to fit in when needed, but also stand out when she needed to be a distraction. She kissed Tim on the cheek.

"I can't wait to get settled in." She pressed her body to his as they made their way to the car.

The car was parked where it was supposed to be and the keys were hidden underneath it. Tim stowed the bags in the trunk and Ginny slid into the front seat. On her seat, there was a folder of pictures of her from her dance career. The note said they were for display in the camera shop.

It almost took Ginny's breath away. First to see herself as the dancer she used to be, but then she noticed the handwriting on the note. It belonged to her training officer in the camp, Oskar.

"Do you know who we are going to report to here, love?" She asked, trying to keep the panic from her voice.
 
“You know I wont know until tomorrow” Tim reminded her stowing their bags away “I heard he used to be some trainer though…. But dent worry you wont have to deal with much of that if you wish” Tim said hesitating he had wanted to bring her but some thing seemed off. There was a hint of panic in her voice that he didn’t think was there before. When they got into the house she was happy and excited now she seemed scared, scared of some thing she saw in those files.

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to” Tim said coming in and raising an eyebrow “I’m the only one required to go the less people who see us all together the better he might not even give us an assignment until we get settled remember this is going to be a long mission… the rest of our lives long” He said coming over and sitting by her.

“Your biggest thing” He said blushing a little and clearing his throat “is to start acclimating and settling down we’re encouraged to even start trying for kids right away” he said trying not to blush.
 
Ginny laid her hand on his knee. She opened the folder and showed him the photos. There were half a dozen 8x10 photos of her in various dance poses. Her dark hair was in a classic ballet bun, her body sleek and lean. She pointed out a picture of her in arabesque.

"This was just before I injured my knee. Just a few weeks." She laid the pictures on the coffee table and turned her body towards him. She laid her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around him.

She rested her head there for just a moment and then she began kissing his neck and his jaw. She tugged at his shirt and slid her hand underneath the fabric, so that she could feel his warm skin.

"Would you like to try again?" She asked softly. She was determined to put Oskar out of her thoughts and to focus on Tim.
 
He opened his mouth about to ask her what she was worrying about. Before he could however he felt her hands on his chest which served to obliterate all thoughts. He felt red-hot desire coursing through him and gulped closing his eyes and nodding at her words. He still had a lot to do in getting the house set up but she had such a way of capturing and holding his attention. He picked her up carrying her easily as his hand slid down to her ass and fondled it. He buried his face in the nape of her neck kissing and sucking on the skin as he moved towards their bedroom. Even though he hadn’t seen the entire house yet he knew the layout by heart and expertly moved them to their bedroom.

He spotted his target and gently laid her down kissing her deeply and passionately as his hands pulled off his shirt. He tossed it to the side and continued kissing her his tongue sliding into her mouth clumsily as his hands danced against her body. He had a vague thought that touching a woman was not entirely unlike disarming a bomb. All it took was nimble hands and moving slowly. He thought about telling her that but quickly dismissed the idea wanting to continue.
 
She curled her arm around his neck as he carried her. He laid her on the bed and she drew him closer to her. She kissed him back, he seemed so eager. His hands were all over her. She arched and gasped to show him the touches that felt the best to her.

His hands brushed across her breasts and she sighed softly.

"More, just like that please...?" She asked softly. Her nipples hardening under his touch.

She spread her legs and hooked one of her legs around his.

"I want you." I whispered.
 
“And I want you” He said breathing her in and sighing in pleasure. His hands roamed around her body touching her everywhere as his lips claimed hers once more. He kissed her with passion and desire twisting himself against her. He ran his hands over each inch of her delighting in each new spot he found and way to tempt her. His hands some how found there was between her legs pulling her panties to the side as he pushed into her and filled her.

“Oh god” He said breathing in pleasure “you feel so good” He said closing his eyes and shuddering from the feeling
 
Ginny smiled up at him with delight. He seemed so pleased to be with her, to be inside of her. She liked being with him, pleasing him.

"I want to make you feel good. I want to please you." She offered softly. She reached for him, pulling him to her. She wanted to feel the heat of his chest and the comfort of his arms.

She kissed his throat and nuzzled against him. She stopped thinking and analyzing and allowed herself to feel. She allowed her arousal to build and for the pleasure to wash over her.

It didn't take long before she was moaning and gasping beneath him.
 
He felt the pleasure coursing through them and lost himself in it. He still couldn’t get over just how good it felt. He wanted her…….. needed her his first his new wife he still couldn’t believe how lucky he was.

“You feel so good my love” He murmured into her ear biting on her ear lobe “You do feel….. you do please me I never knew this could be so pleasurable” He said moving faster and harder “Oh god my love my love my love”
 
My love. The words fueled her passion for him. She hooked her legs around him and ground her body against his. She threw her head back offering him all of her throat.

"I am so glad I am yours." She whispered as his mouth slid over her skin.

Her fingers trailed over his shoulders and down his sides, she wanted to find all the things that pleasured him.
 
That did it

Her fingers seemed to have found his sweet spot. He thrust into her a few more times growling in pleasure as he felt himself coming undone on her. He trembled in pleasure his cock bucking and twitching like mad as he thrust deep inside of her and closed his eyes to give in to the sensation. He felt his cock burst didn’t even try to quite the moans and groans of pure pleasure as he thrust in and out of her he enjoyed her as much as possible until finally he felt his balls beginning to twitch and empty.

He groaned and rolled away panting his chest rising and falling on the bed as he reached out to her and pulled her in kissing her hair and cuddling her to his broad chest.
 
She trembled as he held her. Her pleasure had washed away all of her defenses. His mouth on her skin and her made her melt.

"I am afraid, love. I am afraid that a man from the training camp is our contact. Oskar. His handwriting was on the file..." Her voice shook as she spoke. "He was... he..." She took a few gulps of air.

It took all of her control to keep talking. She wanted to just sob.

"He took liberties with the female trainees. And I was his favorite to use." She covered her face with her hands. "Please, I don't want him to touch me again."

She nestled in against him, getting lost in his embrace.
 
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