CHAPTER 3
"But behavior in the human being is sometimes a defense, a way of concealing motives and thoughts, as language can be a way of hiding your thoughts and preventing communication." Abraham Maslow
The dark agent shoved the cadet onto the table. She placed kisses along her neck before stopping to nibble its pulsing base. Ashley tilted her head back and couldn't help moaning her appreciation. However she suddenly realising what was going to happen and where they were.
"Oh God, what are we doing?" She could only manage a whisper because she was intensely aroused.
Emily grinned against her neck. "I'm going to fuck you." Then she ripped the youngster's shirt off her back and descended to bare pale breasts.
"No lingerie…tut tut." She alternated attention between each one. Ashley arched her back to get closer to her mentor. Her breath hitched as Emily nibbled the underside of her right breast.
"Oh you like that, eh?" The older agent smirked. She caught one nipple between her teeth and bit down on it. Ashley cried out…"Hey!" As she looked at Emily, she could see excitement and determination in her dark eyes. But there was something else as well. Pure hatred. She pushed the thought aside, fearing what her senior would do next. She whimpered as Emily trailed her tongue upwards again, hovering her lips over her trainee's. There was a ghost of a smile evident on her mouth.
She moved her hands around Ashley's shoulders and the young FBI cadet couldn't prevent her breath from increasing. Emily nibbled her shoulder, the started slowly running her nails down Ashley's back. Gently at first, but after repeating this a few times, she started to dig in…almost enough to draw blood.
"Ahh, ouch!" The cadet complained. Emily kept her face out of the girl's line of vision but Ashley knew her mentor was enjoying this.
"You fucking bitch." Emily growled. She needed this. She wanted to make someone pay. She wanted to make Jennifer pay. She wanted to hurt her just as JJ had when she left.
Then, ghosting her hand from breast to core, Emily pushed panties down and felt Ashley's wet folds. "So fucking wet." She whispered into her ear. Ashley moaned at the sensation of Emily's elegant fingers circling her clit.
"Oh yes…" She breathed hard, her eyes fluttering closed.
Emily nibbled her ear lobe. Without warning, she dove two fingers deep into Ashley's wetness, causing her to buck her hips in surprise. Emily didn't take her time. She began thrusting her fingers in and out, gathering speed each time. The blonde had to buck her hips to match the older agent's movements.
"You are so fucking tight." Emily moved her mouth down to Ashley's clit and started sucking the enlarged nub, still slamming her fingers hard into her pussy. She could feel the youngster getting closer to the edge. She curled her fingers inside her and sped up her tongue's movement on the pulsing clit.
"Oh God Emily yes!" Ashley screamed, throwing her head backwards and tangling one hand in her mentor's dark hair.
Emily felt the walls of Ashley's vagina contract around her fingers, and she kept up her thrusting and licking, allowing the cadet to ride out her orgasm.
"Fuck yes! Emily!" Ashley came fast into Emily's hand.
Finally collapsing on the desk, Emily pulled out of the blonde and began to redress herself.
"Where are you going?" Ashley asked, her voice husky.
"Home." Emily grumbled. Stuffing the letter into her pocket, she turned and left the young woman sitting naked on her desk.
A/N: Please review as you see fit. This is my first story so be nice :) I'll try to get Chapter 4 up soon!