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"You can call me whatever you want. I am sure you had some choice names for me over the past day or so. So, whether you called me Chad or Gerry wouldn't matter, and no, I am no longer undercover. Now I have only one mission. That is to take good care of you."

"Having all of the excitement isn't always all that it is cracked up to be. Excitement is good in moderation, but every once in a while I would just like a peaceful existence. I thought I was going to have that after today. Once I returned you to daddy I was supposed to have 2 months off since I have been working this case for over 2 years. Now, I get to spend more time with you. Well, I can think of a lot of worse things."

He watched her go over and sprawl on the bed. His shirt rode up her back exposing her smooth skin. His eyes were fixated on her back..... it was all he could do to keep from going over and placing his hands on her skin and caress it lightly.
 
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Skylar laughed softly as he said he was sure shebhad called him a few different names in the past days. She grinned over at him, her eyes twinkling.

"Maybe.. and my daddy would probably tan my hide if I were to repeat any of them in the presence of another living soul" she admitted.

She lay there for a moment as he spoke about wanting a relaxing life sometimes. "Would you ever quit your job and go back to regular law enforcement? You must love your job if you've been doing it so long..."

She glanced over at him then and saw him staring at her exposed back. She blushed and quickly diverted her eyes back to the bedspread. Sheesh. Was he as aware of her as she was of him? Shebwas beginning to wonder. The sexual tension in the room could be cut with a damn knife.

She cleared her throat softly. "By the way... I think I will call you Gerry if that's your real name" she told him, smiling over at him.
 
"Oh, so you were calling me names. I figured you did," he said to her, jokingly. "Wow, they must have been real bad if daddy would have smacked your boney ass for saying them."

"Quit my job? I don't know. I love being able to protect people. The fact that I was able to protect you and keep you out of danger gives me such a rush. If it hadn't been me, someone else would have kidnapped you and I don't think they would have been as gentle with you." He smiled at her and allowed his eyes to be diverted over her "boney" ass.

"I would really like to have a normal assignment with the Bureau, but who would do my job? There is noone who is as good as me at it. However, going home every night would be so nice." he thought about that.... it sure would be nice.

You can call me Gerry. That will be fine. Like I said, I have been called worse... much worse, and I haven't been clled Gerry in a long time.
 
"I do NOT have a boney ass" Skylar argued with him and stuck out her tongue. "You just haven't seen it covered my best pair of jeans yet".

She tossed her hair over her shoulder and looked at him. "Men trip over themselves to try and lay a hand on my ass" she said in a completely serious tone... and then burst out laughing. "No really... I'm not that conceited" she admitted, still giggling.

"I can't imagine not being able to go home... not being able to be ME for years at a time. How do you do it Gerry? Really? I honestly couldn't..." she said shaking her head. "And I have a feeling you're right. Probably noone is as good as you. But don't you want a life? Your OWN life... notnone the FBI concocted for you" she said softly.

"What about a woman? A wife? Family? Do you... I mean... are you close with any family members?" She asked hesitantly.

She knew family could be a sore subject with people. It was with her sometimes. Her mom had abandoned her... that was never a nice feeling. She had no siblings, no aunts or uncles and consequently no cousins. All of her grandparents were even dead. She had her father and that was it. Sometimes she wished there was more though.
 
"I guess those jeans you were riding in were not your best pair then. I saw your ass up close and personal in them when I threw you over my shoulders and carried you away from your horse. It was so-so," he laughed.

"I have not been able to get close to anyone, so, no, there is no woman in my life," he looked to the floor for a second. That was another major drawback of this job. "Family? I have not seen any members of my family in quite a while. They were pissed off when I dropped out of school to join the police department. They were even more pissed off after my first deep cover assignemnt in which they didn't get to talk to me for 10 months. So, we had a big argument and now we don't talk."

"I would love to have my own life; not a different life every year or so. Why, do you want to create a life with me?" he joked with her.
 
Skylar glared at him when he said her ass was so-so. But the glare was coupled with a smile. She knew better than to believe him. She listened solemnly as he explained his family situation. It wasn't very good.

"I don't have any family besides daddy" she admitted. "But I know if I did then I wouldn't let a silly argument keep me from talking to them". She gasped and clamped her mouth shut. "I'm sorry. That was incredibly rude of me" she said blushing.

"Why, do you wanna create a life with me?

Skylar laughed softly and blushed. "Sorry I guess I'm prying. But I don't think I would like having a husband who I never knew where he was or who he was pretending to be. That would be really hard to deal with" she said.

"Besides... I don't think you could handle me... OR my boney ass" she said haughtily.

Truth was she HAD been imagining what it would be like to be with this man. He had a great sense of humor, he was attentive, protective and caring... not to mention gorgeous. Yikes. She needed to stay off that track.
 
"I would never subject a woman to having to deal with my lifestyle. It is why I do not get close to women, or at least try not to. It would not be fair to them. I could never do that. Marriage, well, that is something I wil have to address in another life, I guess."

"The argument with my family over my job was just the tip of the iceberg. It goes much deeper and I would never bore you with the details. Anyway...."

"Well missy, I would have no trouble handling that boney ass of yours. I would take extremely good care of it, as a matter of fact. The real question is, could that boney ass of yours handle me."
 
Skylar nodded her understanding at him not wanting to get married because of his lifestyle. She also nodded in understanding of hos family life. That was not her business. But ten he mentioned her not being able to handle him and she scoffed.

"I've tamed mustangs wilder than you before within a day" she said glancing at him. "Its all in HOW you try and handle the situation".

She stood up then and stretched her arms above her head, her body flexing softly as she did so. She glanced over at him and sighed.

"Do you often have to sit in a room for days?" She asked. "Really... I'm restless already. Wanna wrestle?" She asked jokingly, sending him a playful wink.
 
"Wrestle.. .that is something else you couldn't handle me at." He saw her wink and he thought about his next move? Should he just sit there? Should he tackle her onto the bed?

"I would have you pinned under me so fast you would be yelling for mercy." Now that was a nice thought. Her pinned under him. That could be fun, but it might also cross the line. Cross the line? Was wrestling with this beautiful woman over the line more than killing people in order to maintain his cover? He thought not.

"I don't think a wrestling match would be fair. You and that boney ass are no match for me."
 
Skylar raised her chin a notch and walked slowly over to Gerry... not giving him any idea as to what she was about to do. "You really think you could handle me?" She asked with a slow smile when she stopped a few inches in front of him.

Her eyebrow was raised in question. Slowly she reached down and took his large calloused hand in hers and then before he could guess her intentions she reached back and placed it against her ass.

She waited a moment and then grinned.

"Does that feel boney to you?" She asked in a playful voice. "Cause I know for a fact there is plenty of cushion over the bones... at least in this area".

She gave his hand a small pat and then removed hers, leaving his in place on her ass, and crossing her arms beneath her breasts with a smug grin.
 
Her movement toward him surprised him, but he watched her closely as she stopped just inches away from her.

Then, when she took his hand in hers, his body stiffened as he wondered what she was about to do.

When she placed his hand on her ass he allowed a small smile to escape his lips. He could feel her firm ass through the material of the sweatpants, and he certainly liked what he felt. "You are right. Not really boney at all. Seems like there is jut the right amount of cushion."

When she removed her hand, his remained. He gave her ass a little squeeze, and then used her ass to pull her a little closer to him. "I know I can handle you Skylar."
 
She watched the smiled play across his face and then grinned at his admission. She was surprised when she felt him pull her even closer to his seat though. Her heart began to race and a slight tremor ran through her body.

"I know I can handle you Skylar."

Or so he thought. Slowly Skylar moved even closer and bent down until her mouth was a mere inch from his. She was staring him directly in the eyes with a sensuous smile on her lips. "Maybe you can" she whispered softly, her lips actually BARELY touching his as she spoke...

"But I don't think so" she said quickly and spun out of his grasp and darted halfway across the small room with a triumphant grin. She turned and faced him grinning.

"First rule of breaking a horse... never expect them to do what you want" she said happily as she stood there, just daring him to come after her.
 
When she spun away from him he just stayed there. He did not chase her. He smiled at her, "So, you are talking in terms of your horses. Are you planning on riding me?"

He turned away from her and took the gun out of his waistband and placed it on the desk. Then he turned back to Skylar. "Are you thinking that you can break me? Or were you talking about me breaking you? Either way I am crtain that I would be successful."

He moved toward her with a smile on his face. When he got close to her he looked her dead in the eye and then he gave her a little shove... knocking her back on the bed. He sttod over her for a second, then went back and sat across the room from her again to watch her reaction.
 
Are you planning on riding me?

Skylar smirked. "I don't think you'd give me a very relaxing ride. A ride on you would truly be more like a wild mustang I believe".

She watched, standing her ground, as Gerry pulled the gun from his waistband. That gun... it was sleek and dark... like Gerry himself. Lethal as well. He approached her slowly.

Are you thinking that you can break me? Or were you talking about me breaking you?

Skylar fought back her grin. "You couldn't break me. Noone can" she said. "I'm too stubborn". She shrugged as if it was no big deal.

Then Gerry reached out and pushed her then, sending her back onto the bed with a huff. He stood over her confidently and then just turned and walked away.

Skylar laughed softly and sat up. "I will be honest... I'm not sure either ofnus could be broken... but it could be fun to try".

The impact of hitting the bed had pulled down her sweatpants a bit and the upper curve of her ass was visible before she tugged them up.

She stood up, still grinning at him and approached him. "At least I got you to admit my ass isn't boney".
 
"Do you want to try to break me Skylar. You have plenty of time to do so. We are locked in here for a couple of days. It would give you plenty of opportunity."

He saw the curve of her ass and it was perfect. He thought of getting his hands on that ass... without the sweatpants there this time. He watched her pull the sweatpants up and get back up off the bed.

"Yes, I did admit that your ass isn't boney. Actually it is pretty nice. I have to admit that, even though I was just teasing you about the boney ass."
 
"Do you want to try to break me Skylar. You have plenty of time to do so. We are locked in here for a couple of days. It would give you plenty of opportunity."

Skylar stared at him incredulously. What exactly was he asking her? She couldn't be quite sure. She was sure her confusion showed in her expressive eyes.

"I... I don't think you're meant to be broken... " she finally admitted as she stared down at him where he sat. "There's a Marilyn Monroe quote that says some people aren't meant to be tamed. They're meant to run wild until they find someone equally as wild to run with... that quote reminds me of you, Gerry" she said in a soft husky voice.

Her thigh was pressed against his as she stood so close to him and she found herself enjoying the contact greatly.
 
"Maybe I am not meant to be broken, but the attempt could be quite interesting. Don't you think?" He felt her thigh pressed against his and was certain that it was not an accident.

He slid his hand slowly up the back of her thigh, feeling how toned it was even through the sweatpants. His hand slid higher up her thigh, then stopped.

Then he removed his hand from her thigh and looked into her eyes. He was trying to read her intentions. He was trying to read what it was that she wanted.

"Sometimes it is the ride that is important, not necessarily the breaking of the horse."
 
She felt his large hand placed on her thigh and inhaled sharply. He slid it up and made her skin ripple up in goosebumps. He was staring intently in to her eyes and she stared right back.

"Maybe you're right" she admitted quietly before walking the next step forward and slolid her hand over his jaw. It was probably the stupidest thing she could do.. to touch him intimately. She was already in too deep and this wouldn't help in the slightest... but she couldn't resist.

"Wanna take a ride with me?" She asked in a husky voice.
 
As she stepped forward he placed both of his hands on her tight ass. "Oh yes, there is plenty of cushion here. I bet it makes for a nice, comfortable ride."

His hads caressed her ass as she stood there... his fingers digging into her cheeks... massaging firmly.

"Are you asking me to go for a ride with you? Or are you asking if I will let you ride me? Either one I am agreeable to.

He couldn't believe where this was going... or where he thought it was going. It wasn't right, but he didn't care. He wanted it, and he ws pretty sure she did too.
 
Skylar sighed softly as his fingers dug in to the pliant flesh of her ass. "I'm asking for both" she confirmed to him with a sexy smile. She stepped forward then and sat down facing him, straddling his thighs, her own spread wide as she did so.

"I even wanted you when I thought you were a drug dealer" she confided. "I thought I was stupid... but you are intoxicating to me".

Her hands were resting on his broad shoulders and she ran them down his arms to his chest and then lower to his abs. She had seen him shirtless once before when he got out of the shower and had ached to touch him... now she was going to satisfy that ache.

She pushed her hands under his shirt and moved it up, noticing a scar there that she hadn't seen before. She trailed a finger across it.

"What happened here?" She asked in a quiet voice.
 
He sat down and pulled Skylar into his lap. His hands still on her ass.... caressing it through the sweatpants. He then slid his hands up her back... sliding them under her shirt...... caressing the soft skin of her back.

As she ran her fingers over the wound, he knew there was going to be a question about it. "That is from a bullet that I took early in this mission. It was a small caliber and almost killed me because it bounced around inside me. I got lucky that I was able to get across the border to a doctor in the US."

He leaned in and kissed her cheek... her forehead .. her eyes, then, finally, her lips.
 
Skylar sucked in a sharp breath as he explained the wound was from a bullet that had nearly killed him. She knew his job was dangerous but that seemed to make it really sink in. But then his mouth was on her and she lost all train of thought.

He kissed her tenderly all along her forehead, her cheeks, her eyes... and finally where she wanted it most... her lips. She moaned softly as their tongues tentatively touched for the first time. Her hands moved to the top of his shoulders and she squeezed gently, almost massaging him as they kissed.

His hands were roaming her body, especially her ass and back. She thought with a grin that he must be an ass man and silently thanked her mother for at least giving her that.
 
As his hands moved up and down her back his fingertips massged her soft skin. It had been so long since he had touched a woman and even longer since he had touched a woman's skin that was this soft and silky.

Their tongues gently flicked at one another; tentatiely probing, exploring. Her kiss was sweet; just the way he had anticipated that it would be. Feeling her so close was getting him so aroused.

Then he broke the kiss and pulled back a little from Skylar. "This isn't right. I am supposed to be protecting you... taking care of you..... not thie."
 
Skylar was just really getting into the kiss and into touching Gerry. His fingertips were like heaven on her body as he worked them up and down her body. His kiss sent tremors of awareness throughout her body.

But then he stopped. He pulled away and said they shouldn't be doing it. Skylar groaned softly and let her forehead fall against his shoulder. "I want you" she mumbled against his skin, her words muffled a bit as she spoke.

Her body was actually achy she wanted him so bad. She moaned in soft frustration.
 
"Skylar, I want you too, but this just isn't right. I am supposed to be watching over you." While he talked his hands went to her hips. Unconsciously, he massaged with his fingers. He let his head rest on her shoulders. He wanted her so bad, but was having trouble getting over what his duty was to Skylar.

He slid his hands up her sides. As he did so, his thumbs brushed over the sides of her firm breasts. He took her face in his hands and looked into her eyes. "You are gorgeous. I want you so bad, but I am just not sure that it would be right." His thumbs caressed her cheeks. He looked at her with a pained expression.
 
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