"Of course, Clarice I'd appreciate some honesty this time around."
"Well Frederick, I want him."
"You want him? Who?"
"Lecter. I want Lecter."
"What do you want him for? He has been in my care for years now, and I have no intention of letting him go."
"Oh, not that way." I said with a sly smile.
Frederick tilted his head, confused but intrigued.
"I want him in the same way you want me right now."
He stiffened.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Of course you do. I show you rearranging your hard cock when I walked in. Don't deny me that, Fred."
His flush deepened spreading up to his ears.
"I-I..."
"Don't worry Frederick. I might just give what you want if you help me get what I want. Quid pro quo, yes?"
I knew he knew the significance of those words, he'd watched all the tapes of me and Lecter together after all.
As I spoke I leaned over his desk giving him a glimpse of my breasts as I snuck a glance at his straining pants.
"That looks uncomfortable."
He shifted under my gaze, his breathing quick and heavy.
"It is, and you're not helping it. If you want Lecter I'll arrange it, but I want to watch you with him."
I laughed.
"I never had you pegged for a voyeur, Fred."
He reached up a swept a stray curl back behind my ear. He froze as I looked up at him, but relaxed when I nuzzled into his hand.
"I'm not. You are a beautiful woman, Clarice."
He wetted dry lips with the tip of his tongue.
"...and Lecter is intriguing. I'd like to see what he's like with you, completely relaxed and open. But..."
"But what?"
"I don't want to see it through a camera. I want to be there."
I could see the desire in his eyes as he imagined Lecter fucking me. Seeing it, hearing it and maybe more.
"You understand for that to happen Doctor Lecter has to agree to it, Fred. But I'm sure I can persuade him."
His breath caught, his fantasy was coming to life as his fingers trailed over my cheek and rubbed against my lips. Even though I was saving my first time for Lecter, I could reward him for cooperating.
Feeling a little naughty I caught the wandering finger with my teeth, slowly sucking it into my mouth, swiping my tongue over the slightly rough pad.
Frederick groan caught me off guard, bringing a flush to my own cheeks as he looked at me. Lips parting, chest heaving.
"Clarice. If you do that again I won't be able to hold back."
I pulled myself releasing the finger.
"I want Doctor Lecter to be my first..."
"First?"
"Yes, first..."
He groaned again, deep and long.
"Jesus."
"But I'm more than happy to help you relieve some tension."
The disbelief in his eyes was wonderful as I lifted myself from the awkward position I'd be in leaning over the desk. I walked around swaying my hips until I stood before him, his eyes level with my breasts. Feeling bold I straddled him. His aching cock pushed against my thigh.
"Do you want me to help you, Fred?"
"Yes... please." He sobbed with need.
I trailed my fingers across his smooth cheek as his eyes found mine. I stroked his lower lip with my thumb.
"All you had to do was ask."
I dove in taking his lips with mine for the first time. The bottom lip was swollen where he had been chewing on it and I sucked on it gently pulling a surprised moan from him.
The sound made me shiver and my insides ache with want.
Fred had been a little still, but his hands came to rest on my shoulders pulling me in and his lips pressed back against mine. His one hand slid down to my waist trembling a little before moving down to cup my hips just above my ass.
I pulled back to breathe, my lips tingling. Panting against his lips I could feel his desire twitch against me causing me to shift.
My shirt rode up my hips, leaving me a little exposed.
I gasped as his cock brushed against my aching pussy.
I ground down against him.
Fred threw his head back, gripping my hips hard pulling me further on his burning organ. The rough fabric of his trousers only made me want more.
"Jesus, Clarice. What are you doing to me?" Fred panted, eyes closed gripping me hard enough to leave bruises on my pale skin.
"What I am doing to you? I'm giving you what you want. Can you give me what I want?" I whispered in his ear.
"Yes. I... I can."
"You don't sound so sure, Frederick. Should I stop then?"
I began to draw my lower half from his.
"No, baby girl. I'll give you whatever you want just… don't stop." He pleaded his hips thrusting up to find mine again.
I felt bold and empowered.
I had this powerful, strong man trembling beneath me begging for more of my attention.
This was the kind of power Doctor Lecter had spoken of.
I want more.
More.
Bringing my hips down hard he bucked cursing. I took one of his hands from my hips and raised it to my breast.
"If you want it, Frederick. Take it."
Gripping my ass in one large hand he rose. I gripped his shoulders to keep my balance and his free hand swept across the desk sending his papers to the floor and he lowered me to it.
My back arched away from the cold wood pressing my tits against the hard planes of his chest.
Harder than I expected.