Chapter 4-Not Bad
"Magic Bus"
"I've never seen your legs before," Amanda commented as she tried to catch her breath. It seemed strange to her since they'd had sex three times now, but all three times, his legs had still been covered up. In fact, it had just now struck her, that despite her mad attraction to him, she had never yet seen him completely naked.
"What?" Lee looked in surprise and argued, "Yes, you have."
"No, I haven't," Amanda replied. She knew she hadn't and come to think of it, while she'd had her hands on it, the first time that they'd had sex, she'd never seen his butt either. Well, not without it being clothed, that was. She had to admit she'd caught herself looking at his posterior a few times and had to force herself to stop staring at it. She was only human, after all, and he was a damned attractive man. She knew that she wasn't the only female in the office who looked.
"Amanda, yes, you have," he stated firmly as he glanced around nervously at the others in the group and then in a lower voice said, "After all, we've...you know..." He flushed slightly in embarrassment. He didn't often have this kind of conversation with women he'd been to bed with. In fact, most of the ladies that he'd been around weren't much for conversation at all.
Amanda chuckled at his inability to say the words that she knew he was thinking. She was reassured by this and finding herself very glad that she was not the only one uncomfortable with acknowledging the intense physical attraction that seemed to keep leading them into each other's arms. "Okay...Yes...yes...we've..." she also glanced around, "Well, you know what I'm talking about, but I've still never seen your legs." She then lowered her voice to just above a whisper. "You've never taken your pants completely off...or I mean, I've never taken them off of you when we've...well, you know."
Lee thought about it and realized that she was right. His pants had always been undone just enough to give him room to slide inside her. Suddenly feeling even more uncomfortable with where the conversation had lead his overactive imagination, he shook his head, indicated his legs and asked with a teasing smile, "So, what do you think." Teasing, that was the way to go. Add a little humor to take the edge off and let them both breathe a bit easier since he could see that she was also having trouble with it.
She gazed at the long, sexy legs in front of her, but couldn't bring herself to give him the satisfaction of a real compliment since he was so hard on her on the job, and answered noncommittally, "Not bad," with a shrug.
Lee chuckled and plopped down on the ground facing her, gazing up and down her legs appreciatively before catching what he was unwittingly doing and abruptly looked down at his own legs and changed the subject. "Well, you must be in pretty good shape. I mean, you don't seem tired." He knew from experience just how great her shape was. Stop it, Stetson, he chided himself. He didn't know what it was about Amanda King that got to him so worked up and made him salivate for her like a hormonal teenager.
They talked for a minute or two about their workout routines until they were called to resume their activities. Lee, grateful for the distraction jumped up immediately and then as an afterthought, reached for her hand to help her up, the light contact sent a spark of electricity through him. Gotta' stop doing that, he warned himself. Gotta' stop touching her. That voice was soon drowned out by another, No, you need to KEEP touching her.
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"I guess I'll be seeing you..." He began to turn from her, but then thought better of it thinking that he sounded too eager, then added, "...maybe...but then again maybe I won't." He hoped that he sounded as nonchalant as he was trying to. I mean, he wouldn't want her thinking that he wanted to pursue anything further with her. For the first time, they'd made it all the way through a case together without succumbing to their mutual fever for one another; a fever that not even the world's best antibiotic could cure.
"Yeah. Well, just in case you don't, do you think maybe you could say something nice about my work? I mean, after all, I think I did contribute here."
"Hmm. Okay...uh...Your work was..." he paused as he thought for a moment, then grinned at her and said, "...not bad."
"Not bad?" Amanda questioned incredulously. Really? She'd dragged him out of the line of fire when he'd been shot, had driven the stupid bus while they'd been chased down by madmen who were hell-bent on destruction had signaled the agency that it was the two of them and not the terrorists inside, saving them both from being blown to kingdom come and now, she'd just finished dressing and bandaging his would and ALL that he had to say was that?
"Yeah, not bad," Lee reiterated as his cocky grin widened.
She shook her head in disbelief and muttered, "Not bad." See if I ever save your life again, she muttered in her mind.
"Well, you think my legs are just okay..." Lee reminded her, "...I think your work was just not bad." He found her perturbed expression incredibly cute. Whoa! Where did that thought come from? No, no, no, Amanda is not cute; not cute at all. He tried to force himself not to think of her that way.
She rose to her feet, smiled slightly as she moved closer to him leaning her arm across his shoulder, bracing it on the side of the RV, stared right into his eyes and said, "That is so petty."
Oh, crap. She was touching him now and making it worse, but it was too late to back down now that he'd thrown down the gauntlet. "Care to change your opinion?" Lee retorted with more swagger than he felt as he waggled his eyebrows at her with an impish grin.
"And what...do you think...would change my opinion?" she challenged back as she drummed her fingers against his shoulder.
"Oh, I don't know," he said as he reached for the arm against his shoulder and pulled her with him to the door of the RV out of sight of the agents roaming around. He closed the door and latched it behind them. "Maybe something like this," Lee suggested in a lower, more seductive tone as he nipped at the tender skin just below her ear.
"Not bad," she mused with a sigh. "For the record, that was what I said about your legs, not that they were just okay."
"Still, not bad isn't much better," Lee responded in a husky voice as he again lowered his lips to her neck, this time suckling at the tender pulse point causing her to gasp. Pulling back from her, he looked into her eyes and challenged, "So, ready to upgrade your opinion yet?"
Amanda shook her head and teased, "Nope still just not bad, " as she escaped his embrace and crossed the tight space to clear her head a little after his onslaught. How was it that just the slightest touch from him could turn her into a quivering lump of jelly? She was determined not to let him know that.
"No?" Lee inquired as he followed her. "Then maybe this will do it." He closed the gap between them, pulled her into his arms and crushed his lips firmly against hers, nipping at them with his teeth and his tongue, his kiss fierce as he demanded entrance to her mouth.
Amanda opened her mouth beneath his, pulling his head down as she moaned into his mouth, savoring the sensation of his tongue tangling with hers while his hand slid beneath her sweatshirt and caressed the bare skin beneath it, setting her on fire as only he could. He then pulled her shirt over her head and lowered his mouth to the exposed skin of her chest. He deftly unhooked her bra and capturing a nipple in his mouth while his hand teased the other, "Ohhhh," Amanda moaned at the sensations he was creating in her while she trailed her hands up his chest under his tee and ran her fingers along the smooth, hard muscles there.
Lee raised his head to look at her and asked, "Changed your mind yet?"
"Mm-mm," she answered with an unconvincing shake of her head as she tugged his tee over his and ran her hands over his skin, thumbing his nipples before nipping at one of them with her teeth causing him to gasp. "You?"
"Not a chance," Lee stated firmly as he reached for her again and cupped her bottom with one hand while he flicked open the button of her pants with the other. "But maybe this will change yours," he suggested as he slipped his hand inside her panties and stroked her boldly, thrilled to find that she was already wet for him. What a mystery she was. She was saying no and arguing with him, yet at the same time maddeningly arousing him and responding to his touches.
"Lee," she cried out as he touched her intimately unable to believe that a man she knew almost nothing about could bring out the most primitive yearning in her. She was further excited by the fact that she knew there was a swarm of agents outside and that they could be caught at any moment. It was very much like the storage closet at the hospital except the idea of being caught by one of the people they worked with was even more dangerous.
Lee lowered his lips to her neck again while he pushed her pants to the floor, then proceeded to trail hot open-mouthed kisses down her body, from her neck to her collar bone, first one breast then the other, teasing her with his tongue. More kisses were trailed down her ribcage, and her stomach until he reached his true destination, nipping at the apex between her legs. He stroked her with his tongue, lapping at her juices greedily as her felt her trembling above him, and felt himself growing harder at hearing her crying out her pleasure. He gained immense pleasure of his own in knowing that he'd won this round. No longer was she shaking her head in protest, but was now shaking it in passion as her fingers slid into his hair, holding him against her sex.
Amanda clutched Lee's head to her, her fingers tangling in his hair as he consumed her, licking, nipping, suckling and teasing her until she cried out his name repeatedly as the most intense orgasm of her life ripped through her making her feel as if she'd been shattered into a million pieces only to be put back together and shattered again. "Lee!" she screeched as she quaked and bucked against him, tossing her head back, but he still didn't relent. He continued to torture her swollen nub with his mouth, causing her to jump and twitch at the contact. She heard the faint sound of a zipper and before she knew what was happening, she felt herself being turned around and Lee had slammed into her from behind. "Ohhhh," she cried out at feeling his girth inside her again.
"Changed your mind yet," Lee growled low in her ear as he held her hips.
"No," Amanda gasped stubbornly refusing to give him the satisfaction, though she loved the feeling of him inside her, stretching her, filling her so completely and fitting her so perfectly.
Lee withdrew from her slowly and then slammed back into her hard, "How about now? Still not bad?"
"Oh, not bad, not bad at all," Amanda cried as she blindly reached for the back of the seat just to have something to hang onto and avoid crumbling to the floor on her weak, shaking knees as he pounded into her. She whimpered as she found that it was not close enough and she leaned her head against the wall instead.
"We can do better than not bad," Lee whimpered just before he nipped at her neck and plunged into her again. "Can't we?"
"Oh, yes," she replied exuberantly. She was no longer capable of fighting him. The feelings he evoked in her were just too great, too overwhelming to hold out any longer. She needed him to complete her, at least physically, if nothing else. She knew it and so did he. "Yes, we can."
"Good," Lee replied in a smug tone as he picked up the pace advancing and retreating, both their pleasure building as he did.
"So good," Amanda cried as she braced herself with her hands against the wall pushing her hips back against Lee's while he drove into her repeatedly. She let out a squeal when she felt him biting down hard on her neck, and found herself gasping uncontrollably for breath as another searing climax overtook her. "So good, so good, so good," she keened repeatedly.
"So good, oh so good," Lee repeated at feeling her tight muscles contracting around him, groaning loudly as he emptied himself into her while he continued to pump into her until he was spent and collapsed against her pressing her into the wall and breathing heavily. When the last vestiges of his orgasm had died down allowing him to speak, he withdrew from her and said, "Not bad."
Amanda turned and slapped him hard on the bare chest to which he only laughed. At seeing the teasing look on his face, she couldn't help laughing herself and replied, "And you still didn't take your pants off."
"Neither did you," he said nodding to her pants still pooled just above her sneakers while he fastened his own.
"I guess not," Amanda said as she bent to pull up both her panties and her pants, and then fumbled for the rest of her clothing while Lee was pulling his tee over his head. "Umm...Lee...where's my bra?"
"Uh...I...Um...I'm not sure," Lee said just as there was a pounding on the door. "Crap, there's no time to find it now. Just put your sweatshirt back on."
Amanda hastily pulled her sweatshirt over her head and nodded to Lee who opened the door to find Francine on the other side.
"Well, isn't this cozy," Francine cooed as she entered with an icy glare toward Amanda as she looked both of them up and down.
"Oh...Uh..."Amanda stammered. "I...uh...was just helping Lee...get this thing...you know, cleaned up a little. You know, Mr. Melrose did say he wanted it done." She knew she didn't sound very convincing, knew that Francine was assuming something was going on, but what did it matter? Whatever the tart blonde thought, she had no proof of anything untoward happnening.
"Right," Lee concurred as he flashed Amanda a grateful smile for her quick thinking... "Billy said the mission's still on, but after all that happened today, it needed to be cleaned up before we take it across country. And Amanda here...you know...she...uh...offered to help."
"Of course, she did," Francine said. "She is quite the little worker bee, isn't she? Who better to help you 'clean up' than someone whose greatest joy in life is housework."
"I'm standing right here, Francine," Amanda put in impatiently with her hands on her hip sand a look of annoyance on her face.
There's that cute face again, Lee thought, but frowned as soon as he thought it.
"Yes, you are, Dear," Francine said. "When where you should be is out there." She gestured through the door. "That is if you want a ride."
Amanda smiled, "Oh, right, Francine. A ride." She nodded and wondered if that smart-alecky look would be wiped right off of Francine's smug face if she knew that Lee had just given her the ride of her life.
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One week later on a secret army base in the Arizona desert, a young private grumbled as he entered the Vigilant. "Clean the thing up," he muttered. "What do they think I am, a maid?" He sighed. His job was to follow orders so he set to following them. As he began to set to work, his grumpy expression changed to one of amusement as he found a lacy bra under the driver's seat. He laughed as he thought this thing might need more clean-up than his commanding officer believed that it did.