Deep Undercover (Closed)

Maddie couldn't stop the moan that moved up her throat as his hands caressed her back. They were gentle yet firm and purposeful at the same time and they were driving her absolutely mad with need, already.

She ran her own hands down over his shoulders and chest as he unbuttoned his shirt. His skin was cool and smooth beneath her palms, and she found herself grinding shamelessly against his hardening cock. She raked her nails lightly against his firm muscles as he shrugged out of the shirt.

She felt his hands trace up and over her firm belly beneath the corset. Se wanted te stupid lingerie gone. Any thoughts of Garcia had fled her mind by then. It was only she and Marcus now. She reached back as deftly untied the corset as his rough hand cupped her breasts making her whimper in pleasure.

Within seconds the offending garment was gone leaving her in just the black lace thong, and he in his pants. She continued to press wantonly against him, their tongues still tangling and dancing. Finally she broke the kiss to gaze at him trough dilated pupils.

"I need you" she whispered. They was the truest words she had spoken all day.
 
As her corset dropped to the floor he admired her anew. He needy grinds of her body against his cock driving him crazy. He gave as good as he received, letting her know the fullness of his lust as he drove his restricted cock against her.

Then she whispered those words, "i need you." And his eyes almost glazed over. His mouth dropped to her breasts as she left it unattended, and he sucked on her nipples as his hands cupped them, he kissed around her body lifting her suddenly and strongly from his lap, raising her skyward, placing her down upon the mattress on which they sat.

As he placed her his hands went to her thong, pulling it aside he placed his warm lips upon the scented desire of her womanhood, he breathed her in then let his tongue lick one full length upwards over the lips of her pussy, licking slowly against her. One hand continued to touch and to caress and knead her breasts as the other darted between her legs, twisting her clit as his mouth kissed her. Rubbing it as his tongue dipped inside of her; lapping at the sweet juices that her body began to offer him.

He pressed his head firmly between her legs and he drank deeply, his tongue circling her insides, pushing as far inward as he could manage, twisting, then pulling out, this time his mouth moving to her clit to playfully kiss it as he drove a single finger inside of her aching pussy as fast and as far as it would go. It wasn't gentle but he was sure she would take it, in fact he wanted her to moan and he knew that she would and her moan drove him crazy with desire.
 
Maddie swore she felt his control snap. Suddenly Marcus was kissing her breasts and massaging them with abandon, sending shockwave after shockwave of pleasure through her body. Her legs tightened around his thighs as her arousal heightened.

Then suddenly he was lifting her up and off of him and placing her gently on the bed. And then... His fingers moved to her panties, pressing them aside, and she felt his breath on her innermost parts. A low moan escaped from her lips as she felt his tongue snake out and touch her intimately, followed by his fingers on clit.

Maddie's hips arched up off of the bed and her fingers dug into his shoulders. Her head thrashed gently from side to side as spasms rocked through her body. He was a master... And SHE was the one who was supposed to be the prostitute. Her mind was blank of anything but her neediness of him.

Desperately she reached down and raked her nails across his back, enough to leave a slight mark but not too hard. She was searching for something, anything, to hold onto as she felt an orgasm fast approaching.

And then it hit her. Her whole body stiffened as ecstasy courses through her, leavin her breathless as she repeatedly called out his name over and over again.
 
As she raked her nails across his back he dug deeper still, enjoying each moment of the sweet savory taste of her body and then there she was, her body shuddering and going rigid as she moaned out his name again and again. It did nothing to slow him down but only drove him farther. His finger slipped back outwards and his mouth moved to her body, lapping up everything that poured from her ecstasy riddled figure.

His eyes peered up at her. Up along her petite form, up across the mounds of her breasts up into her eyes as her body slowly brought her down and then he kissed her again, just above her clit, moving in butterfly kisses across her abdomen. Then softly around her breasts, circling them with wanton delight. Up along her slender neck, his head moving upwards and with his mouth moving up towards her his body slid over her.

His hands went to his waist, unbuttoning his trousers, sliding them and his boxers off his firm legs. They released the strong firm hardened cock that thrust forward instinctively towards her. And he moved himself over her body, slipping his cock between her legs and thighs, rubbing the head of his cock across the lips of her now orgasm drenched pussy as his lips pressed against her own. his lips locked to hers and he kissed her again, deeper and with passion, his tongue bringing her back to life as his cock continued its teasing motion across her lower lips while never penetrating her wanton body.
 
Marcus continued to lick and kiss her as she rode out her orgasm. Her whole body was trembling frantically and she couldn't catch her breath. Her glazed over eyes stared down at him as he began to kiss his way up her body. She moaned and writhed beneath him until he finally kissed her again.

She could taste herself on his lips as she felt him ridding himself of his pants and boxers. Finally he was as naked as she. She felt his rock hard length spring forward and press against her slit. She moved instinctively trying to get him inside of her but still he teased not allowing himself to penetrate her. She whimpered in frustration.

"Marcus," she groaned. "I need... Need to feel you in me. Please".

She dug her fingers into his back and locked her own strong thighs around his, trying to pull him inside of her to no avail. He wouldn't budge until he was good and ready. Stubborn man.

Her body was slick with a light sheen of sweat from her earlier orgasm and she slid her body against him sensuously tryin to get him to come to his senses... And to get him to fuck her senseLESS
 
She tugged and she pulled at him, her body shimmying against his. Her thighs locked around him and he let her struggle some more. Oh he wanted her but he was trying to make it as pleasurable as possible when the moment arrived. And she wanted him, she really wanted him.

He kissed her again, then broke the kiss, planted his teeth on on her neck, grazed his teeth along her skin as he moved his hips backwards, separating his cock entirely from her body moving it inches from her drenching pussy. Then he moved his head up as he drove his hips forward, ground his cock hotly against the lips of her pussy, slotting it powerfully deep inside her. He felt her pussy stretching around his hard cock, feel her body move to take him.

It wasn't a slow thrust, it was powerful and forceful. He knew her walls would be slick and ready and he impaled her, his balls slapping against her as she took him down to the hilt and he growled out at her, "fuck yes, take it baby." And then he was in. Sitting there, his eyes opening wide as he realised she had taken the full 7 inches of his thick cock all at once. His eyes locked on hers, wouldn't leave them as he smiled at her then slowly, slowly withdrew his cock from her tight pussy, leaving just the head barely inside and then driving deep deep down into her body again. Faster if it were possible as the withdrawal not became quicker.

His hips and hers ground and formed a skillful rhythm, the feel of his cock sinking so deep in and out, in and out of her slick body. Her pussy gliding across his firmness, sending electric lust and need coursing through him from his groin to his head. "So damn good."
 
Maddie was desperate to feel Marcus's cock inside of her. Never had she been so wet, so ready for a mans cock. She felt Marcus pull completely away from her, and whimpered in protest... But only until she felt him suddenly drive deep within her body, sending a shock through her body as he impaled her. Her hips bucked and she cried out, her eyes locking on to his as he filled her completely in one stroke.

Her fingers dug deep into his shoulders as she felt his teeth grazing her skin, making her shiver with need. Marcus began to buck his hips fast and hard, driving relentlessly into her needy body, bringing her ever closer to that orgasm she was desperately seeking.

Her glazed over eyes were still locked on his as she moaned his name. "Jesus, Marcus, you're so hard" she whimpered, her body shivering with need.

"Don't stop" she panted, breathless from pleasure and exertion.
 
"Don't stop." She panted, breathless from pleasure and exertion...

"I won't." He growled, and he meant it. He wouldn't stop now until he was spent. She needed this, needed the exertion of his strength and the spending of his will. He needed it, needed to feel her wanting him, bringing him sweet release through the thrusts and merging of their pleasures. And such pleasures.

His hips rolled back and forth in continuous movement as the hardness of his cock only seemed to strengthen, sliding in and out of her womanly body. His cock shivered with excitement as her pussy clenched and released his manhood. He felt the expansion and contraction of her body as she took him closer to his need and deeper into her heart.

One strong arm held him up as the other searched now for her lust filled breasts, his mouth bathing her with kisses and butterfly caresses, his tongue twisting first one way then the next upon her hardened nipples, tugging on them, flicking at them, sucking on them as his cock continued to pound her in a relentless wave of searching. And then as his mouth took in her breast he slid his free hand up along her sides, stretching her arm high above her head and then sliding tantalizingly downwards to tangle with her hair, letting her body know the explorative perfection of his hands and fingers.
 
Maddie was slowly losing control. She moaned and writhed beneath Marcus as his hands, lips and cock drove her to the edge of sanity. He did exactly as she asked... He didn't stop. He kept on fucking her with long, hard strokes, until she felt on the brink of passing out.

Her head fell back against the pillow as suddenly she felt the long needed release wash over her body. All of her muscles tightened up making her stiff before going completely relaxed, leaving her limp beneath his still driving cock. White light exploded before her eyes as she came hard, pure ecstasy racing through her veins.

Maddie continued to arch her hips up, meeting him thrust for thrust, trying to drag from him the same pleasure that she was receiving. She needed to feel this huge, rough man lose control, much the same as she had done.
 
Her head fell back and her body tightened and he drove his cock forward again and again, still fulfilling her wish as she came and her body encased his hardness with slick wet cum, pouring it over him. He felt her liquid pleasure drop over his long erection and down to his balls and still he pounded.

Then her hips arched upwards and their thrusts met again and her walls felt so tight and so good. And his eyes glazed once more and he let out an animal moan of desire and he felt his balls tighten as they slapped against her skin. He bit down on her shoulder as his hands skipped to her hips and held her tightly with the roll of her body.

He pulled outwards on more time, never leaving her completely, then suddenly pushed forward, abandoning himself to the moment, feeling the flow of his cum as it coursed down the long throbbing and now exploding cock. Feeling the flashes of desire as her pussy took him and milked him and fed off him. In and out he continued to fuck her and she continued to take all he offered and his whole body shuddered into her and his arms gripped her back and he pulled her closer still.

His cock remained inside, exploding as his body gave it all, holding her tight, holding her close, merging them together with ecstacy as he allowed her to pleasure him and the orgasm continued. high and intense and seemingly everlasting as he rammed it inside of her finally shaking her with body as the last bit if cum oozed from him and his cock continued to spasm.

And he knew in his heart this had been more than fucking, it had been making love.
 
Maddie felt her own wetness dripping down onto her thighs and coating them both with slick warmth. Marcus's deep groan of pleasure sent shivers racing through her body, and little aftershocks of pleasure coursing through her drenched pussy.

Suddenly she felt him bite down on her shoulder hard enough to leave a bruise. His beautiful eyes were glazed over with passion and she could feel his heavy balls smacking against her ass with his every hard thrust. She raked her nails down over his back, locking her legs around his thighs and urging him on.

Then suddenly he was stiffening above her, his arms locking around her body like a vice grip, pulling her close as she felt his hot seed spilling from his cock into her waiting tunnel. She could feel him throbbing inside of her, even as she was still pulsing around him.

She had never experienced passion so fierce, or pleasure so great as she just had in his arms. Slowly, Marcus began to slow his thrust until finally he stopped moving within her, both of them sweat slicked and panting for breath. Maddie gazed up at Marcus, staring deep into his eyes, wondering what the hell had just happened. How could she have let herself enjoy that so much?

Because she knew something was different about this man... He was more than just a criminal... She just couldn't figure out why he was so different.

She lay there beneath him, lost in thought when suddenly she heard noise on the other side of the wardrobe. Her face heated immediately. Garcia had been watching that entire display between them. The fact ashamed her and she immediately buried her face against the side of Marcus's neck, too ashamed to even look at him because she knew to him she was probably just what her job description said... A whore.
 
Marcus lay entangled with her for many moments, having given of himself fully and feel satisfied, pleasure filled and content. He lay atop of her feeling the slick mixture of their bodies as he did so. His eyes locked on hers and he smiled, and the eyes smiled. Then he heard the noise and she was instantly ashamed and he inwardly cursed. In all of their love making he had forgotten that Manuel would be listening. That Manuel was getting his kicks from all of this. And what kicks he must have had for that session was intense and full of everything a man could want.

Then maddie buried her head in his shoulders and removed her gaze. He moved his hand to push up her chin as he rolled off her supple body, admiring it again as he did so. Taking in every inch of her sweat glistening skin. "IT wasn't about him Maddie. It was never about him." He tried to smile, to show her he meant it. Then he rolled off the bed, moving to the adjoining wardrobe.

"I'm going to shower. You can join me or you can stay here." HIs own battle was over. He had crossed the line in making love to her and now they were together. He wouldn't put it on his reports but he knew, his protective instincts had won out and now whether she was a drug lords woman or something worse, it didn't matter. He was hers and she was his. He walked naked from the bed and through the adjoining wardrobe...just moments later the shower could be heard and he hoped deep down that she would join him but he knew it was a distinct possibility that she felt used and would never talk to him again.
 
"It wasn't about him Maddie. It was never about him."

Maddie heard the words, and looked him in the eye as he said them... but didn't know whether she could believe him or not. After all, he was a criminal, and apparently a pretty respected one, at least around there. did she even want it to be about him and her?

What was she thinking? She was a federal agent, investigating these criminals and their prostitution ring... how could she even consider getting involved with one of them??

Because beneath the gruff exterior and hard attitude, she sensed something more to Marcus... maybe deep down he wasn't so bad? Maybe she could help him to escape the life of crime? But that would not only be illegal, for her to let him go if he were guilty of wrong-doings, it would probably cost her her job.

She watched as he got up and invited her to shower with him, and then lay her head back on the pillow with a long groan. God help her, she wanted to join him... despite all of the reasons not to.

Ignoring her practical side which was screaming at her to stop, she got up and padded softly behind him into the bathroom. He was already beneath the hot spray, washing off the remnants of their love making... it had been more than just sex... at least for her...

Quietly she stepped in behind him and ran one trembling hand down his strong back.
 
The warm spray was revitalising, even this late at night. He enjoyed feeling the water running down his muscled physique. Enjoyed relishing the intensity of the water as it sprayed him. He quickly and methodically washed his body, spending a little extra time on his penis, removing the excess of their love making and then felt her hand upon his back.

The sound of her approach had been washed away by the water and he found himself smiling as he felt her touch. She trembled, which meant she was not sure of the situation. But he was a decisive man and he was now sure. Fully sure. He had just made love to her while another man watched but here in this shower there was no man. It was just the two of them. He put a hand over his shoulder, clasping her hand upon his back and then turned, bringing her mouth to his beneath the running of the water.

Their lips met and he kissed her softly, his eyes open as rivulets of water ran along his face and hers. He smiled into the kiss, enjoying the soft delicate touch of their bodies, willing his strength to bring her calm. Her hair was soaked and her body too. He laughed inspite of himself and squeezed her hand re-assuringly.

"I am glad you joined me." Was all that he said as he continued to rub what was left of the moisturized shower gel over his body. "Do you want to help me?" He queried. He watched her wondering if he had just pushed it too far. He was still trying to understand her. Who she worked for. Perhaps someone else had a hold on her and was forcing her to do this. He found his thoughts clouding with rage as he considered it further. He would find out and bring them to justice too.
 
Maddie was a little surprised when Marcus kissed her. No one was watching now. It was just she and him. What did that kiss mean? She stated into his eyes and then backed up a bit, allowing her eyes to wander over his sculpted body. She hadn't taken the time to enjoy it as much in bed and now to say she was impressed would be an understatement.

He was gorgeous, all hard, chisele muscles, with several scars placed on his skin. She trailed her finger gently over one on his abdomen and her eyes searched his.

"What happened?" she asked as she watched him washing his body. She was hesitant to touch him, scared she would make him back away from her for some reason.

He asked if she wanted help with washing her body and she have him a hesitant smile and nod. She then allowed her own hands to trail over his abdomen and back up his strong back. She could feel the muscles there beneath her hands, flexing ad moving as she stroked them.

She poured some body wash onto her hands and began to put it on her body, then moved her hands away to allowed him to touch her as well if he wanted.

"He can't see us in here?" she finally asked in a quiet voice, obviously referring to Garcia.
 
"No he can't see us." His voice seemed soft and tender, full of the care that it so often lacked. The water continued cascading over her body and Marcus drank it all in. He watched the way in which the water trickled in rivulets down along her slender neck, between the crevice of her breasts, over the rounded mounds that glistened as they washed. He noted the way in which her hair hung soaking to her body and the sadness of her eyes.

He reached out a hand, slowly and carefully spreading the shower gel over the shoulders of her body, his eyes continuing to travel their gaze downwards. They traversed the womanly shape of her hips and noted the perfect figure of her legs. This woman was beautiful. Her body was perfect and he had just made love to her without realizing the true extent of such beauty.

He was aware of her own eyes upon his masculine features and noticed the tracing of her fingers upon his scars. "Wounds of service." He answered her question about one particular scar. "A knife fight." Which was true, though she would never know it was from his last undercover assignment that nearly cost him his life. The knife had sunk deeper than he had known and only some skillful surgery had kept him in the world of the living.

"You're beautiful" he finally whispered, his hands turning her body so that her back was towards him. His strong touch spreading then washing the shower gel from her shoulders to her breasts. His arms enfolding her, caressing her again. The water and gel traveled softly over her body and he found himself almost breathless as their proximity. "I am sorry our first time had to be with an audience...but in truth I forgot he was watching." He hoped his words might bring some kind of healing.

He felt himself stir as he stood behind her, his own body glistening with the heat and moisture of the shower. His cock was pressed against her ass and in that moment he knew, he wanted her one day, one day when he wasn't watching he would take her and he would make love to her and she would know it was nothing to do with their positions in life or who was watching what. That day might be now, it might be tomorrow, it might be a year from now, but she would know the vigor of his passion and they would be together.

His arms slipped to her waist as he thought this and he held her there, his lips a soft kiss upon her wet hair, smiling into the dripping water; smiling at the intimacy they had shared and the closeness of their bodies and that Garcia wasn't here watching.
 
Maddie noted the tenderness in his voice when he spoke, and it kind of surprised her. She hadn't been expecting this man to exhibit so much feeling to her. In her past experiences, hardened criminals like this one cared about nothing but themselves and their families, and getting ahead in the world of crime.

They didn't put the needs of anyone but themselves first. They didn't worry about pleasing others. It was them against the world. So why was Marcus so different? Why did he seem to actually care about whether or not she received pleasure from their encounters? Why did he seem to care how she felt about herself after what they had done?

The questions were swirling rapidly in her mind.

"A knife fight."

Maddie stifled a shudder. Another reminder of the man that he truly was. No doubt the fight had been over something illegal.

She felt his hands tracing over her body, down her shoulders and back, to her hips and back up her arms. His touch was gentle and light, bringing about goosebumps on her body wherever it landed.

"You're beautiful. I am sorry our first time had to be with an audience...but in truth I forgot he was watching.

Maddie turned to look into his eyes, and for some reason sensed that he had spoken the truth. She felt his cock hardening behind her ass, and pressed back against him.

Did it really matter who this guy really was, and why he was the way he was? Couldn't she just focus on the here and now, and not worry about the future?

With those thoughts she slowly moved her lips to press against his, wrapping her arm around his neck and giving him her trust, even though it went against everything that her mind was screaming.
 
-- "With those thoughts she slowly moved her lips to press against his, wrapping her arm around his neck and giving him her trust, even though it went against everything that her mind was screaming."--

He was surprised at how quickly she turned to him and placed her lips against his. He was equally as surprised by how quickly his body responded. The burning intense desire of earlier had not yet passed and he found himself aroused and hardening against her soft skin as her warms wrapped around his neck.

He pushed his lips to her, sliding his tongue along the curve of her upper lip, sweetly tasting the minty breath of her mouth while molding the shape of his lips to hers. She gave her trust so willingly...unless she was using him. His mind replayed the events that had led them here and he shook the thought away. She was not using him, there was too much shame involved for that.

He brought his hands up to tangle with her hair, chuckling softly as they got caught within the tresses that were wet and half stuck together. But he wanted this woman and he did not mind how awkward any situation might become. He moved his hulking frame closer, the weight of his body half pressing hers against the shower wall. The pitter patter of the water falling could be heard over the heavy sound of his rugged breathing.

His lips left hers, turning again to her neck, nimbly placed against her skin, soft touches of desire as he playfully kissed in circles along her neck. She had to know what she did to him. She had to know the full affect. His body was too bad at lying. He felt the soapy feel of the gel as their bodies pressed together, his hardening cock running across her mid section so different was their height.

He realised how great his strength was compared to hers, and how little she seemed and it made him reach out more, want to protect her further. And still the water ran its warm heat over them. Merging with the fullness of their bodies as they kissed and touched within the confines of the shower.
 
Maddie moaned softly as Marcus kissed her back. His lips were firm yet soft against her own, taking all he could get from their kiss. She moved so her naked breasts were pressed against his rock hard chest, and moaned softly.

His fingers moved and tangled in her hair, tugging her hair back a little bit and makin her moan softly into his mouth. He moved forward then, effectively pressing her against the cold shower wall and making her shiver.

Their breathing had grown ragged, the only other sound in the room besides the water running. Maddie ran her fingernails over his strong shoulders, and then down in between them, running them over his abs and across the head of his now rock hard cock. She then teasingly brought her fingers back up his chest and away from his desire.

"I need you" Maddie said, breaking the kiss and whispering against his lips. "Please, Marcus".
 
He gave out a low guttural growl as her finger tips grazed across the head of his cock. His cock twitched, wanting more, needing more and then she left him and stroked back up along his chest. She whispered her need and he nuzzled her neck briefly. "And I want you" He growled, his strong hand suddenly and quickly lifting her upwards, pushing her completely against the cold shower wall as he moved between her legs, placing her at just the right height for his strong firm cock to rub its head against the swelling lips of her pussy.

She was going to be his. He held her their effortlessly as he teased the head of his cock inwards. Slowly this time, They were not quite in the same heightened state of arousal as before, not quite, but getting there fast. He eased his cock inwards, letting her stretch and grow to adjust to him. He could feel the full length of his desire slowly begin stretching inwards. Her pussy felt so good and he told her in his full throated whispers. "So tight baby, so fucking good."

He moved his eyes back to take in the view. Her legs spread, her body hard against the wall, his cock sinking deeply inside of her, her arms around his neck still, hands holding him for security and pulling him closer with desire. Her hair wet and tangled, her body glistening with water, gel and sweat. The sweet odor of her body intoxicating as he wrapped her legs around his waist.

They were so close and so united. Just the two of them. And he was now deep inside her, beginning to slowly withdraw, feeling the suction of her tight walls fight to keep him perfectly snug and deep within her.
 
Maddie cried out softly when Marcus suddenly lifted her up and pressed her fully against the shower wall. She shivered briefly until his warm chest pressed against hers and sent warmth throughout her body.

She could feel his erection grinding against her needy womanhood and moaned softly. Her arms were still locked around his neck and she trailed her nails across the back of it and down his shoulders. She arched her hops trying to get him to take her, and finally he did.

His long, hard rod slowly but steadily penetrated her depths, making her stretch and flex to accommodate his size again. Her head fell back against the wall, and water sluiced down over her breasts and her hard nipples there. He filled and stretched her so completely. Nothing had ever felt better.

Marcus's whisper was throaty and ragged sounding, causing Maddie to shiver in anticipation. She loved knowing she caused him to lose control like this. Maybe it was the fact that he was so stoic and serious outside of the bedroom, or bathroom... It made this side of him seem elusive.

Slowly, Marcus started to withdraw from her body, making her whimper as the full feeling was reduced. She wanted more of him, not less. She locked her legs around his hips and rotated her own hips, grinding against him. Sending little electric shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

"Marcus... Marcus" she whimpered over and over again, her eyes floating shut. It was like heaven on earth.
 
"Marcus, Marcus."
He pounded her in response.

He fucked her.

He cried out as he rammed his thick hardened cock so deep within her body that he penetrated her completely.

His head hit her gspot again and again as his hand pushed against the wall for support. His hips thrashed wildly back and forth against her own grinding. His head lolled back in an almost animal howl as his eyes glazed and he knew nothing but the moment.

The sweet rhythm of the moment.

The wild thrashing of the moment

The guttural growls.

The thrusting and grinding.

The feel of his cock and her pussy.

The swell of her breasts as the water cascaded.

The length of her legs as she took him.

The wonderous rising tide of pleasure that vibrated along the length of him. In and out, in and out as he drove into her and out of her. The look on her face as the intensity she felt mirrored his own. The splash of water as it flew from their bodies.

The myriad of patterns that their shared heat caused to ripple through him.

The lust, passion and the love.

All in the moment.
 
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