CIA AGENT OR CROWNED PRINCE
Chapter four: tempting the wicked
Sands, he was on edge, seriously on edge. He supposed it was at least better then he'd expected. He had been envisioning him self going to meet with his family and have to deal with Elizabeth's barbed comments.
But for some reason she had been a hell of a lot more bearable over the last twenty four hours. He supposed it had something to do with what her father had said to her. That he was secretly grateful for. It seemed that when she was not being a spoilt little bitch she was very pleasurable to have around.
He found him self liking her and having things in common with her. Things that had not been a part of his personality since he was eighteen, not that he was about to admit that any time soon through. It was nine and the plane that was taking them to Spain to the meeting with his family was scheduled for eleven thirty.
If he was honest with him self he would silently admit he missed his sister, just hearing her voice over the phone, was nothing compared to seeing her in the flesh face to face, in all honestly he was looking forward to seeing his baby sister.
He turned when he heard a knock on the adjoining door of his bed room; that was connected to Elizabeth's own set of rooms, quicker access to get to her if need be, at the Mexican president's large house.
He called out "who is it?" He raised an eye brow when the person on the other side answered "it is Elizabeth, please may I enter?" Sands sighed and called out "by all means come right on in." He just about managed to cover up his reaction to seeing her when she entered.
There was no need what so ever for her to know and revel in the fact she had just gave him an instant hard on from the mere sight of her alone. Sands mentally cursed both him self and her. What the fuck was wrong with him. He had never found him self getting instantly hard from just merely seeing a woman in her night wear.
Although he supposed he could not be blamed, seeing as she was a serious sight for sore eyes. He secretly thought to him self that he hadn't seen a more beautiful sight in his life. He silent swore and reprimanded him self for having such ridiculous thoughts.
He was Sheldon Jeffery Sands; he was no romantic pussy who was instantly taken back by the sight of a pretty girl in her night wear. Alright scratch that; a seriously hot woman; in her very silky and clingy night wear.
Unknowingly to Sands Elizabeth had caught on to his reaction to her. She silently cackled in delight. Her current attire and allowing Sands to see her freely in her current attire was deliberate.
She had wanted him since she had met him; and Elizabeth Nyah Swan always got what she wanted, and she one hundred percent wanted Sheldon Jeffery Sands beneath the sheets and in between her open spread legs.
She felt her self getting wet at the thought of how he would feel inside of her, all hot smooth and hard, trusting in and out of her. She mentally screamed and bit down on her tongue stifling a whimper.
She had deliberately dressed in a long white silk spaghetti strapped night gown, with an oriental pattern embroidered in gold. She was also wearing a matching robe on top. The night gown clung to her curves and her ample and round supple breasts. Her hair was left to run wild in an array of fiery red bouncing curls. She was bare footed.
Pale blue eyes danced with mirth as she took in his expression and watched him swallow hard. His expression was trapped between lust and wanting and partly irritation. She slowly made her way over to him.
Even with his gold thin framed oval shaped glasses resting on the bridge of his nose. And dressed in a white terry cloth robe and bare footed and hair sticking up in all directions and smoking a cigarette. She decided he couldn't have looked sexier if he had tried.
She smirked and brushed up against him as she leaned over the desk he had been standing by. She pretended to read the news paper Sands had been reading before his thoughts had taken over. Whilst standing excruciatingly close, that he could smell her body wash and shampoo and a smell that was purely her.
Sands took a deep breath and disposed of his cigarette in the nearest ash tray before growling "fuck it!" He grabbed her and spun her around and hungrily covered her mouth with his own. She immediately kissed him back hard and enlaced her fingers through his hair.
He slipped into tongue inside as he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her off of the floor; she indistinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. He walked forward a few steps before depositing her upon top of the desk.
She moaned as he suckled on her tongue and removed her robe at the same time. He let the robe fall to the floor as she opened the sash holding his robe closed. She pushed it off of his shoulders and let it drop to the floor to join her own as she pulled way from his mouth for air.
She leaned back slightly and bit her lower lip at the sight of him wearing absolutely nothing except for his black boxer briefs and his glasses. He was beautiful, all toned and tanned. She carefully removed his glasses and set them to one side. Sands grumbled "great now you look all blurred." She chuckled at his put out tone of voice.
She leaned back as he slowly began to slide the silk of her night gown up over her knees and continued over her thighs to her hips and up over her head. She moaned as he ducked his head down low and took the nipple of her left breast into his mouth and suckled down hard as he fondled her right breast, and trailed his free hand between her thighs, slowly making its way between her legs.
She whimpered when she felt his fingers teasingly graze against her soaking wet red curls. He released her breast with an audible suckling sound, making her moan. He slowly trailed kisses down her stomach playfully nipping her belly button on the way down, until he was on his knees between her open wide legs. He breathed in her scent, almost growling at the intoxicating scent that drove his senses into over drive.
He pried her legs even further apart and flicked his tongue out against her clit, she moaned and squirmed in his grip he had on her thighs. He growled lustfully and buried his face in her fiery curls, and suckled down hard on her clit.
Elizabeth threw her head back and arched her back as she opened her mouth wide in a silent scream, biting her lower lip. She rubbed and grinded against his face wantonly, Sands did not bother to hide or disguise the growl that broke free from him that time around.
He suckled and nibbled on her clit hungrily, caressing the insides of her thighs as she bucked her hips and laced her fingers tightly through his hair pulling him closer. He twisted and pinched her clit as he slowly inch by inch slipped his tongue in side of her as far as he could possibly go, before swirling it around and round and plunging in and out of her faster and faster. She raised her legs and rested her feet on top of his shoulders, rocking her hips back and forth.
With one last twist and suckle to her clit sent her over the edge, she muffled her scream, as she bit on her lower lip, her head thrown back her back arched as she bucked her hips riding out the last of her orgasm.
Sands moaned around her wetness lapping up the remains of her release. When he rose to his feet he licked his lips like the cat that got the canary, he winked at her and suckled the access remains of her release off of his fingers.
She growled at the sight, as she lowered her legs to hang over the desk. She pulled him close to her and hungrily covered his mouth with her own, plunging her tongue inside his hot moist mouth, moaning when she tasted her self on his tongue.
Sands broke the kiss panting heavily as he suckled on her jaw and kissed his way up her jaw to her ear and suckled the lobe into his mouth as he nibbled. She whimpered as he swirled tongue inside of her ear.
Sands was painfully hard and hissed when her knee accidentally brushed against his still covered hard on. She grinned and slowly begun to pulled the black cotton boxers down over his hips and down his thighs, before allowing them to drop to the floor to pool at his bare feet.
Sands stepped out of his boxers and kicked them to one side, sighing in the relive of finally being free and no longer painfully restricted. Elizabeth took in his naked formed and grinned nodding approvingly as she bit on her lower lip in anticipation. He was hard long, thick and smooth and just as beautiful as the rest of the package.
Sands took hold of her hips, and brought her closer to the edge of the desk and took his shaft and positioned him self at her soaking wet curls. He slid the head of his length inside of her, before pushing forwards and burying him self all the way inside of her hot wet tightness.
She moaned and threw her head back arching her back as she wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Sands practically growled at the sensation of her wet tightness encasing and dripping his long and painfully hard shaft.
They were yet to realise that they had been so caught up in each other and the moment; that they had forgotten to use any form of contraception. They honestly had no idea how that brief act of carelessness in the heat of the moment would change their lives.
Sands begun to slowly thrust in and out of her at a slow pace; just enjoying the feeling of sliding in and out of her almost scolding wetness. He gritted his teeth as she panted "faster, oh god faster please" he complied and thrust forwards harder making her cry out in delight, as he slid in and out of her faster and faster.
He slowed down after a moment or two not wanting to come just yet he wanted it to last for some reason, even unknown to him self. He had no idea weather he would ever get the opportunity to be surrounded by her as intimately again; he intended to make the most of it.
Sands lifted her up off of the desk; she wrapped her legs around his waist. He then carried her to the bed, whilst still buried deeply inside of her. He slowly lowered him self to the bed so she was sitting in his lap. He leaned back taking her with him, resting upon the pillows with her straddling his lap.
She slowly began to start a steady rhythm, lowering her self up and down on his shaft, as he bent his knees slightly and gripped her hips guiding her, as he bucked up his hips going deeper inside of her.
Soon she was slamming her self up and down on him; she would thrust downwards whilst he thrust upwards. They continued in this perfect rhythm for many minutes, before Sands sat up and rolled over still buried deep inside of her. She now found her self on her back with her hips raised slightly off of the bed and her legs on top of his shoulders, as he pounded into her, leaning forward to kiss her hard.
Sands, he was hard pressed to think straight, but he did know for sure that Elizabeth was making him feel things no woman had ever made him feel before. He couldn't explain it, but he knew deep down he liked it. He liked it a lot.
Elizabeth was in heaven, no man had ever made her feel this wonderful. She felt a pang as she realised Sands was probably one of those people who hated anything to do with committed relationships. She decided to make the most of her time with him as best as she could. She intended to enjoy it whilst she still could.
Sands suckled on her neck as he continued to pound in and out of her. The only sound in the whole room was the sound of heavy breathing and panting, the sound of lips meeting and parting hungrily.
Moan, groaning and grunting; the sound of naked sweat slicked flesh against naked sweat slicked flesh slapping against each other, the rustling of the sheets beneath them, from their movements.
Sands continued to thrust in and out of her. He could feel his balls tighten, knowing he was almost there. And the tightening of her inner walls around his shaft told him she was also just as close to losing it as well.
He pinched her clit between his thumb and fore finger whilst thrusting into her harder and faster, suckling on her pulse point. With one last pinched and a twist of her clit sent her over the edge, she screamed her release; he muffled the sound with his tongue, moaning loudly inside of her mouth as she squeezed him, sending him over the edge right along with her.
He continued to thrust in and out of her, holding her backside to hold her to him as he continued to empty him self deeply inside of her. And finally after a few more moments he was spent and slumped against her as he lowered her back onto the bed. She lowered her legs and entangled them with his own, cradling him between her open legs.
Elizabeth sighed happily when she felt him gently suckling on the side of her breast. She laced her fingers through his hair and lovingly stroked the soft locks. She moaned when he took as much of her breast as he could manage into his mouth and suckled contently. She wasn't the only one who was currently content, Sands was right there with her.
He released her breast with one last affectionate nip. He grinned as he felt him self harden inside of her. "Round two" he quipped. She wriggled against him as he gently began to rock against her teasingly. They gently and lazily brushed their lips against each others, before he gently suckled on her upper lip then slanted his mouth over hers in a passionate kiss.
Something in the air had shifted, something between them had changed, they had no idea what, but they could sense it. They continued to gently rock against each other for a while until they could no longer stand the pleasurable torture. Sands began to thrust in and out of her, it wasn't long before they were coming again and coming hard.
He rolled over onto his back on the other side of the bed. And commented lightly "that was deliberate, that silky and clingy number you were just wearing was on purpose, you knew I would react to seeing you in that. Then you pounced." He turned to see Elizabeth was looking both smug and sly at the same time.
She commented slyly "I bet you sure as hell never had the sweet innocent Presidents daughter pegged down for that most none sweet innocent of behaviour did you? I ain't as naïve as you think, I've had my fare share of bed partners, what daddy doesn't know can't hurt daddy, now can it?"
She added "I'm not spoilt I'm head strong there is a difference thank you very much. So tell me are you looking forward to the family reunion?" Sands snorted and asked sarcastically "what the hell do you think?" Elizabeth snorted "I guess not."
Sands reached over to the bed side table and took hold of his cigarette pack. He offered the pack to Elizabeth who waved him off "no can do, I quit almost two years ago, daddy dearest claims its not very becoming for a woman to smoke cigars."
Sands Snorted and shook his head, at the thought of Elizabeth smoking a cigar, most women hated cigars. Her revealing she used to smoke them surprised him and amused him at the same time.
She added "I suppose there is an upside to not smoking anymore. My fingers are no longer stained yellow with nicotine and tobacco. And my breath and my clothes don't reek like a chimney."
Sands teasingly blew smoke into her face and grinned. Elizabeth returned the grin and rolled her eyes in mock exasperation. Fifteen minutes after Elizabeth bestowed a very good blow job upon Sands, much to his delight, she left for her own room to shower and dress, collecting her night gown and robe on the way.