A/N: Hi folks. Another 'M' rated one. Definitely not one for the kiddies and NSFW reading.
Jessica was in Aubrey's kitchen placing gingerbread men on a cookie sheet. "I still can't believe Karen Delfs got you a gingerbread house kit for Secret Santa." Jessica said. "I think she wanted you to invite her over so you two can build it together."
Aubrey was on the other side making the icing for the cookies as well as preparing the ingredients for the house. "I highly doubt that, Jess. Besides, the only person I would ever considering building a house with is you."
The further implications of the statement hung out in the air, creating momentarily speechlessness. They had only been together for a month, neither ready to consider something like cohabitation or marriage.
Suddenly needing some levity, Jessica quipped, "You better not build a house with anyone else, James Aubrey. Gingerbread houses are for me."
"Always." Aubrey said with a smirk before getting closer to Jessica. "Now, get my men in the oven, woman!" he added before smacking her in the ass.
"Wow…forceful. Is that how you treat your suspects in the interrogation room?"
Aubrey noted her playful tone. "No. I gauge the suspect, but Special Agent James Aubrey always get his man. Just like I'm going to get you to tell me what was in the Victoria's Secret bag in your room last night."
"It's a surprise, Agent Aubrey. Sorry." Jessica said before putting the cookie sheet in the oven and setting the timer. When done, she went back to the counter and set out the cooling racks.
Intrigued, Aubrey came behind her, pulled her hair back, and began nibbling on her ear. "What did you get, Jessica?" He said in a frisky tone.
Jessica shivered, damning herself for her body's response. "I…told you…it's a…surprise."
Aubrey started nibbling down her neck. He enjoyed the way she was squirming and decided to push further. "Part of finding out the truth from a suspect is going for their weak spot." He said as his lips trailed down to the sweet spot on her neck.
"Ooooohhh." Jessica responded as she shivered further. "Nope, not…telling."
Smiling to himself, while Aubrey kissed her neck, his right hand slowly trailed up until it found one of her soft mounds.
Jessica breathed. "Special Agent Aubrey, you can't—oh God." She moaned to his delight when he pinched her nipple. "I won't—"
Aubrey's hand pulled her blouse from her skirt and moved up her hot skin, sending shocks through her.
"I won't talk, no matter…oh yes…no matter…oh don't stop…what you do…ooohhhh…to me."
Meanwhile, the tightness in Aubrey's pants were starting to kill him. What started out as a playful attempt to find out her surprise turned into an increasing need for her. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out.
Then she wrapped her arm around his neck and squirmed up against him.
Yep, it was time for the big guns.
Pulling her around until she was facing him, he picked her up and placed her on the other counter. "If you won't talk, I guess I will have to be more…forceful."
"What are you doing to do, Special Agent Aubrey?" Jessica asked, now fully as aroused as the man in front of her.
"This." Aubrey muttered before kissing her passionately.
Jessica responded to Aubrey's ardor with equal fervor and pulling him close until nothing could get between them. The agent's hands shook as he caressed her all over her body under her blouse. Needing to see her immediately, he started to unbutton her blouse. When he couldn't get to his goal fast enough, he ripped the blouse open to his delight and started sucking on her breast through the bra.
Jessica's senses were reeling from this side of her boyfriend. She squeezed her legs around Aubrey and pulled off his shirt, being helped momentarily by him. She wasn't sure who tossed it on the floor because when able, her hands moved to his back where she caressed his muscles.
Aubrey needed more, so he pulled her cups down and his lips grabbed one nipple and suckled while the other one was caressed by his hand. When he felt nails grating down his back and lips nibbling his ear, he lost the last of his patience. Hurriedly, he grabbed her skirt and pulled up. When his hands found their prize, he almost ripped her panties as he pulled them off her before throwing them on the floor. His lips claimed her once again before he pushed his tongue into her hot mouth and their gustatory organs did a sensual dance.
When Jessica felt Aubrey's hand find her bundle of nerves, she almost came right there. "Oh, Aubrey, don't stop!" she yelled before her hands found his belt buckle. As quickly as humanly possible, she undid the belt and pulled his fly down.
When she was greeted with her prize, she caressed it with her hands through his boxer shorts, feeling his groan through her mouth. Wanting to push him further, she forced her hand into the one barrier separating them and caressed his hardness.
"Holy fuck, Jess!" Aubrey exclaimed, his head on her shoulder as his body thrust into her hand, pleasure emanating though him.
After a minute, though, this wasn't enough, but thankfully Jessica had read his mind. Letting go of him, she pushed down his boxer shorts, which landed by his knees before using her legs to pull him to her core, where he finished the journey by pushing into her.
"Uuuuggghhh, you're so tight and wet. Holy crap, Jess."
"You feel so good, Aubrey. Faster!"
He was more than happy to oblige, thrusting faster while their tongues did another sensual tango in their mouths. When her arms began to shake, he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her as close as he was able, his other hand grabbing her right thigh and hoisting it higher, resulting in a deeper penetration.
"Oh my God!" Jessica growled.
Somewhere in the vicinity, the oven timer went off. However, it was the last thing on either of their minds.
Jessica's moans and screams got louder with each thrust, going along with the pulse inside her walls milking the ever life out of Aubrey as his head went into her neck. In the back of his mind, he knew if he died right now, he would go as a very happy man.
"I'm going to come! Oh God, Superman!" Jessica yelled before she saw stars in her eyes as she orgasmed.
Aubrey felt the hot wetness around him. Forcefully, he thrusted hard and fast three more times before he emptied into her. Time ceased to exist as the two came down from their high, slowly being able to breathe normally again.
"Uh, sorry about your blouse." Aubrey said as he looked at her disheveled appearance and their clothes on the floor.
"It's okay." Jessica breathed before realizing the timer was off. "I have to get the gingerbread men out of the oven."
"Oh, right." Aubrey said, moving out of the way so Jessica could climb down. As he was putting his boxers and pants back on, he caught Jessica putting her bra back on before bending over in the oven, her attractive rear peeking out from under her skirt.
When she pulled the cookies off the sheet and onto the cooling rack, she set down the spatula and looked around the floor. "Aubrey, where is my un—"
Looking up, she saw Aubrey dangling her panties on his finger. "Thank you." She said before pulling them on. "I need a shirt to wear, sir. You tore my last one."
"Right this way, ma'am." Aubrey said as he led her out of the kitchen to his bedroom, grabbing his discarded shirt along the way.
An hour later, Aubrey and Jessica were sitting in front of the fireplace eating a large pizza and drinking wine. After a few minutes, Jessica noticed a silence in Aubrey after they started eating. It wasn't like him to not talk. At least he was consuming food.
Unbeknownst to her, Aubrey's thoughts were on their coupling earlier in the kitchen. 'I was a damn savage to her. Ripped her blouse, damn near ripped her panties off. We always made love, but today, I merely fucked her in my kitchen. I am such a douchebag.'
As for Jessica, enough was enough. "Aubrey, what's wrong?"
Knocked out of his thoughts, he turned to Jessica. "Huh, what?"
"What's wrong? You've been eating, but barely talking for the last fifteen minutes."
Aubrey thought about making an excuse, but then he saw the concern in her large eyes and knew he had to fess up. "I was thinking about earlier in the kitchen and how perhaps I was a little rough with you."
Jessica was shocked for a moment, but wanted to reassure him. "You were, but it was awesome! It was better than traveling with Phish that summer."
"But…I'm sure I left bruises on your legs—"
"So what, James Aubrey? We're both healthy adults, we were horny, and it was hot as hell. If I didn't enjoy it, I wouldn't have let you get as far as you did. Besides, I've never had sex on a kitchen counter before. I have a feeling I'll have a few more firsts with you in the future."
Aubrey smiled, mollified. "I'm sure you will, little lady."
The redhead thought for a moment. "You know, your interrogation techniques did work. I'll show you the surprise now."
"You can't. It's at your apartment."
Jessica walked to her purse and with her back to him, pulled something out. "No, it's not." She held out a piece of lingerie to her body. "So, what do you think?"
"Uh…uh…" Aubrey sputtered out as he looked at an emerald green nightie with scalloped black lace and the end barely cover her ass.
Oh it was awesome…but he needed one more test.
"Very nice, but I need to examine it closer. You know, to make sure of the quality."
Jessica smirked. "Why Aubrey, are you volunteering to model?"
"Nope, wouldn't do it justice."
The redhead exhaled in mock frustration. "I guess I can model it while you inspect it." She walked away and started up the steps before stopping. "Oh, and bring the wine and gingerbread cookies. We'll need a snack later."
Aubrey watched Jessica walk up the stairs to his bedroom. Giddy, he grabbed the half bottle of Pinot Noir and ran to the kitchen. Dumping the iced cookies into the first bowl he found, he grabbed it and trotted out and up the stairs.
"Okay, Ms. Warren. Special Agent James Aubrey here and I'm coming for inspection."
A door opening and closing could be heard, followed by giggles.
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