Chapter 12
Warning! Mature chapter…sex scene.
M leaned away from Bond as he approached her. Once his lips touched hers there was a spark of electricity between them.
Bond pulled her closer to him as her lips parted for him and his heart rate tripled. This is everything he wanted…her forgiveness her affection, her being...her willingness to give herself to him intimately. It is all he has dreamed about since Skyfall.
Bond's hands quickly went to work on the tie of her robe. M likely chose this to suppress her innate sexiness but it could never work. Once the robe's opened Bond's hand found her breast.
M feels the softness of his lips and allows herself to open up to him. M feels him open her robe and paw at her breast. M begins to chuckle against his lips and Bond pulls back to look at her.
Bond pants, "what's so funny M?"
"Men…so predictable."
Bond gives her a devastating smile and continues caressing her breast. Bond begins opening the buttons on her pyjama top to get better access.
"What do you think you're doing Bond?"
"Why M, you look like you're overheating and you need to cool down…I am more than willing to help by disrobing you."
M catches his hand and holds it in her own.
"James, are you sure you're not playing with my emotions? If you are I will end you!"
"M…I love you and would never play with your emotions…please believe me."
M moves over James's lap straddling him and his eyes go wide in surprise. M shrugs off her robe and allows it to fall to the floor. She takes his hands that she is still holding and places them on the buttons of her top.
Bond smiles and gazes into her eyes as his hands work the buttons free and then travel up to her shoulders and the top falls to the floor to join her robe.
M smiles at the look of desire on his face as her nimble fingers begin opening the buttons on his dress shirt. M can feel his arousal on her thigh as his hands find her breasts and he licks his lips. M's mouth descends on his.
The kiss continues as she attempts to get his shirt open. Frustrated she pulls away from him and he pants as she frowns at the remaining buttons. Changing tactics she grabs his shirt tails and pulls the shirt over his head.
Bond smiles at her attempt to open his shirt. When she lifts it over his head it allows him an incredible view of her breasts as he leans forward and begins suckling one and teasing the other with his fingers.
M arches into him and moans at the intimate touch that she has longed for since the night his caught her with William. The memory of that intensity, of their first kiss and their subsequent fight increase her arousal.
M cannot believe this is happening…a lover 30 her junior…a sexy powerful killing machine, partly of her own creation. A psychologist would have a field day with this…relationship and her current position straddling her best agent.
Bond takes the other nipple into his mouth and then trails kisses up her chest to her neck pausing to suck her lovely neck as he pulls her closer to him.
It has been to long since he tasted her lips but he pauses to look at her. "Do you have any idea how long I've wanted this?"
"No..but lets not live in the past James."
Their lips meet again and her hands caress his muscled chest and shoulders. Bond's hands grasp her behind pulling her up against his straining erection causing them both to moan.
Bond cannot wait anymore. He stands suddenly, M wraps her legs around him as he moves to the stairs with her in his arms. Their lips remain locked as he carries her to her bedroom and lays her in the middle of her bed.
Bond stands and toes off his socks and undoes his trousers as M watches him from the bed missing the contact with his body. Bond runs his hands up her legs and reach the waistband of the pyjama bottoms.
Bond gives M a playful wink as he pulls them and her panties down her legs. Bond crawls over her body placing his knee between her legs as their lips meet again.
Bond trails kisses down her body lavishing attention on her breasts before continuing down her belly to settle himself between her legs.
Bond's warm breath teases her. M cannot believe this is about to happen but she throws her head back and moans in pleasure as his glorious tongue meets her sex.
Within minutes M is writhing in pleasure and calling out his name. Bond smiles against her nipping at her as the sensitivity drives her mad. Bond trails his finger to her opening as he inserts one gently to test her readiness.
Bond eases up her torso licking and kissing up her body slowly relishing the taste of her skin and the sounds of her approval. Pausing at her breasts to give them more attention Bond continues to stroke her and uses another finger to widen her.
"You feel so good M…your breast are incredible…I knew they would be…I've been staring at your cleavage for years wondering how they would feel."
"And..how do they measure up Bond."
"They are the best…most magnificent…pleasurable."
"Shut up and kiss me Bond."
James smiles and kisses her passionately. "M…are you ready?"
"Yes," came out in a strangled cry. "But go slowly…it has been a long time."
Bond continues to stroke her and he removes his pants and eases into her. Bond pauses when he hears M hiss. Bond looks into her eyes the room dimly lit by the hall light.
"M…are you ok? I can stop…christ…I think I can stop."
"No…don't you dare. Easy now…there."
Bond inches inside her amazing warmth as he begins to sweat with his restraint. They resume kissing and he gradually enters her a bit at a time.
M wraps her legs around him and her moan inspire James to rock against her gently. There is no way he can stop himself now and he makes love to her more gently and with more restraint than he ever thought he was capable of.
M looks up at him and can see the affection in his gaze. Bond's slow deliberate movements are amazingly gentle. James is not just having sex with her…he is making love to her. She smiles and pulls his head down to her lips.
M will not rush him but she does not want to be treated like a porcelain doll either.
"James…James…love…you won't break me…harder...darling…faster."
Bond growls in response and increases his pace with abandon.
Within minute they achieve pleasure together with a cry of each others name on their lips.
Bond's propped on his elbow above her and rests his head in the crook of her neck, panting.
"M you…are divine."
"You are equally impressive James."
James moves to her side and wraps his arm around her waist.
"Please say we can do that again."
M laughs. "Yes, my dear boy we can."
"Just give me 5 minutes then."
M laughs and hits his arm. "James…I don't mean now!"
"Awwhh…but."
"We need to sleep and get ready for battle tomorrow…who knows what will happen with those zombies. At least we can put all that sexual tension behind us. It's a relief to know whatever happens to us tomorrow we had the most pleasant of evenings tonight."
"Pleasant is a mild term for what we just did and I want a repeat performance as soon as possible. I will let you get some sleep and we will just get up early."
M chuckle. "James you're insatiable."
"You make me…if you don't hurry up and fall asleep I will have to begin again."
To prove his point James kisses her hungrily again and she kisses back. M pushes him away and they cuddle down for the night.
True to his work James wakes her with kisses trailing down her back and they make love slowly before getting up for work.
Whatever the day may bring, James is sure to have the biggest of smiles today. Not even Zombies can knock James Bond off the high he's on.
