Madeline settled back in the chair waiting for Casey to return. Reaching for the bottle of Merlot she poured herself another glass of wine. Sipping the smooth, red liquid she reflected on how she had come to be in this place. Smiling she allowed her thoughts to drift back over the events of the past months.
She had been a successful undercover agent, her career on the fast track. She had proven herself time and again to her male colleagues and had truly thought that her investigation into the drug cartel would result in professional accolades and a move up the organization's hierarchy. Instead she had uncovered seemingly endless corruption and had damn near been killed. But she had also found Casey. Or had he found her? Either way, here she was - a long way from home, likely a fugitive herself should she bother checking, and waiting for Casey.
Casey. A charming rogue that she would otherwise likely have arrested had circumstances been different. Instead they had been thrown together, relying on each other to survive as they were hunted by both sides of the law. Madeline sighed deeply and closed her eyes. All that death and chaos for the sake of a computer disk that held the key to millions in cartel drug money. So much money, so much waste. After she had been shot escaping and Casey had managed to get both of them to safety, her life had changed forever.
She never asked him how he knew the doctor who had cared for her. A doctor whose name she never did learn and who Casey assured her would not ask questions. It did not take her long to heal and as soon as she was able to travel they had left all that she had known behind.
Funny how that did not bother her. She filled her glass again and thought about how much she had come to care for Casey. She loved him. And in the end that was all she cared about. The events that brought them together had effectively ended her career. Or rather, had put an end to her career aspirations. Promotions, accolades, all that had once been important to her no longer mattered. She did not have a clue what the future held, where they would finally settle down - if indeed they ever did for with Casey you just never quite knew what to expect. All she knew for certain was that they would be together. She knew he loved her. He had proven that when he had risked his life, and a sizable fortune, to save her own.
The sound of the key in the lock interrupted her musings. He was back. She put down her glass and looked up as he walked through the door. God he looked good. Tousled blond hair, those green eyes that seemed to dance with mischief and that devil-may-care grin. She admired his long legs and narrow hips in the tight, faded jeans. Her reminiscing, the wine she had consumed and the fact that he had been gone for two days combined to create that familiar longing. She wanted him.
Casey smiled, dropped his keys on the table and walked over to where she sat. Leaning down he kissed her softly and started to say something. But Madeline did not want to talk. No, talking was definitely not what her body was telling her to do. She paid no attention to Casey's words - something about a boat, a sure fired opportunity, plans. Casey was always making plans. She reached out and put a finger to his lips, silencing him. Smiling she leaned forward, and whispered "Casey, shut up."
His eyes widened slightly at her words, but something in her tone of voice stopped him in mid-sentence. He did not resist as Madeline pulled him close and kissed him - slowly at first then more passionately.
Casey wrapped his strong arms around Madeline pulling her off the chair in a tight embrace. Madeline was acutely aware of their bodies pressed together. She was aware of every inch of him as he held her close. Raising her head she looked deep into those sparkling green eyes, drinking in the feel of him, the smell of him. Her hands moved up his back, feeling the muscles, her fingers travelling up his neck to his hair. Running her fingers through his blonde locks she pulled his face to hers and kissed him again.
Casey let out a soft moan and Madeline could feel his tongue teasing her lips, willing them to part. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him and she relaxed, giving in to his gentle probing, letting his tongue invade her mouth. His hands began moving over her body, roaming over her back, her hips, her ass. He pulled her closer to him, pressing her against his growing hardness.
Pulling away slightly, Madeline tugged at Casey's t-shirt, pulling it free of his jeans and ran her hands beneath it. Her fingers caressed the contours of his abdomen and chest and gently teased his nipples. God, how she wanted to tear the shirt off of him. She wanted to be pressed against his skin, feel him move against her. Impatiently she tugged at the offending fabric.
Grinning at her lack of control, Casey picked her up and in a few long strides laid her on the bed. Still grinning he began to slowly unfasten the buttons of her shirt. As each one came undone a little more of her soft skin was exposed to his hungry eyes. Madeline watched as he reached the last button and tugged the shirt from her jeans. Pushing the material aside he lowered his head to her breasts and nuzzled the lacey fabric of her bra. He smiled at discovering the clasp in the front and making quick work of it he pushed the undergarment out of the way.
The feel of his hands made Madeline moan out load and she tilted her head back, arching her back, offering herself to him. She shivered slightly at the feel of his breath on her skin, and shuddered as his mouth closed on her nipple. His tongue began to trace circles around the erect bud.
Madeline could feel her heart begin to pound as she ran her hands through his hair, pulling his face closer, almost crying out loud as he started to suck gently. Casey could always drive her mad with passion. It had been that way ever since their first time - that wonderful moment of escape in a world gone mad. Instinctively knowing they could trust each other - only each other.
As Casey moved from one breast to the other, Madeline arched her body against his, pressing herself against the hardened bulge in his jeans. Before her senses could react he was kissing her again. His mouth was hot and hungry, moving from her mouth to her neck, her face, sucking on her earlobes, back to her mouth. He murmured words of passion as his mouth claimed her and the sound of his voice served to increase her need for him. Madeline's fingers clutched his arms as the throbbing between her legs increased.
Sensing her urgency Casey ceased his assault on her face and moved off of her. Sliding down on the bed he unfastened the button on her jeans and slowly unzipped them then worked the denim down over her hips and thighs. He did not bother lowering her panties but instead ripped the flimsy fabric out of his way.
Madeline knew what was coming and could not stifle a series of soft moans. Oh how he knew just what to do to her! She shuddered again at the feel of his lips on her inner thigh. His heated kisses moved upward until he was using his tongue to part the damp curls at the apex of Madeline's thighs causing her to moan out loud with enjoyment, her hands reaching down to grab Casey's head. Looking up for a moment he flashed a brief grin, and slipping his hands beneath her buttocks he pulled her towards him. Madeline's breath caught in her throat as he lowered his head again and touched his lips to her soft folds. His tongue began to gently probe, sliding over her swollen bud causing her to emit small whimpering sounds.
Casey pulled her hips higher and began to use in tongue in earnest. He licked her sex and explored her depths. He knew exactly how to drive her crazy, his tongue travelling in long strokes but never quite touching her clit again. Madeline almost screamed in frustration as she writhed on the bed.
Finally, mercifully he turned his attention to the swollen bud, licking and sucking until Madeline became lost in the sensation. She cried out as he inserted first one finger then another into her hot wetness. She felt the familiar warmth spread in her depths and she knew she would not last much longer. Sensing her impending climax, Casey moved his tongue faster and faster over her clit as he felt her body begin to shudder. Digging her fingers into the bed covers, Madeline cried out over and over as the waves of intense pleasure washed through her.
Slowly lowering her hips back on the bed, Casey again kissed the insides of her thighs and trailed kisses back up her stomach. Madeline lay breathing heavily, exhausted on the bed. Moving back up on the bed, Casey wrapped his arms around her as she trembled from the force of her orgasm. Raising her head to meet his eyes, Madeline was struck by how incredibly loving he looked. God how she loved this man. He could be impetuous, mischievous, and utterly crazy sometimes. But he loved her and he could also do this to her. Time to return the favor...
Kissing him quickly, Madeline shifted on the bed beside Casey and moved her hands down to unfasten his jeans. Slipping her hand inside she teased his burgeoning hardness until Casey moaned out loud. Moving to the foot of the bed she pulled off his shoes and slid his jeans and shorts down his long legs releasing his manhood in front of her.
Almost purring, Madeline slowly caressed his shaft with her fingers while positioning herself to take him in her mouth. But not yet. She wanted him in the same state he had just had her - out of control and insane with desire.
As Casey began to move his hips rhythmically Madeline was ready to begin. Her tongue flicked out to lick his hard shaft, its swollen pink head oozing pre-come. She kissed the tip gently and squeezing his shaft with one hand she licked the slit lean. Slowly she ran her tongue up and down the shaft, lingering near the base. Then she began to lick and suck on his balls. First one, then the other.
Closing his eyes in pleasure Casey let his head fall back on the pillows. Madeline reached up with one hand, her fingers playing lightly over his chest, teasing his nipples while her tongue continued to work on him. Casey shuddered with pleasure.
Madeline knew she had him where she wanted him. Taking his balls in her hands she took his shaft in her mouth, sucking and licking, stopping occasionally to lick again at his balls and the base of his shaft. Soon she began to suck in earnest and Casey thought he would explode. His body tightened as he buried his hands in her hair, pushing himself in and out of her warm, wet mouth.
Madeline knew he was about ready to come but she wanted to prolong the experience for him so she slowed down. Gently and slowly she ran her tongue up and down the length of him. Not enough to push him over the edge, just enough to drive him crazy. Casey thought he would go insane with the need for release. She was driving him mad...again and again and again.
Sensing that he would not last much longer, Madeline began to suck faster on the head of his cock while using one hand to pump up and down the length of him. Her other hand gently squeezed his balls. That was all the encouragement Casey needed. His body tightened and jumped as he came, crying out her name and, breathing heavily, collapsed back into the pillows.
Madeline moved back up on the bed to lie beside her lover and lay with her head on his chest. She listened as the pounding of his heart slowly subsided and his breathing returned to normal. They lay like that for a while, hands slowly caressing each other's bodies.
After a while Casey began to stir and his caresses became more passionate. Madeline smiled to herself as she realized their lovemaking was far from over. Pushing herself up on her elbows she looked into those beautiful green eyes and smiled seductively. Her mouth sought his and again they kissed hungrily. It seemed they could never get enough of each other.
Casey rolled them both over so that he was now looking down on her. Smiling, he gently kissed her cheeks, her eyelids, her throat, all the while murmuring endearments.
Again, Madeline thought the sound of his voice coupled with his touch and his kisses were going to be enough to send her over the edge. Casey ran a hand up the inside of her thighs, making Madeline moan and arch slightly. He trailed hot kisses to her breasts, pausing to tease each hardened nipple with his tongue as he had done before and the effect on Madeline was predictably the same. Casey kissed her naked flesh greedily making Madeline positively shudder with pleasure.
Moving over her body, Casey positioned himself above Madeline. His mouth came down on hers, and he kissed her long and hard sending her senses reeling as her body anticipated what was to come next.
Taking one of her hands in his, he guided her down to his throbbing erection. As Madeline's hand closed around his shaft, Casey stiffened and moaned softly against her skin. His hips moved slowly, pushing the tip of his throbbing shaft against her sex. Madeline moved her hips to accommodate him, and drew in a sharp breath as he slowly entered her. Again she reveled in the feel of him inside her. She could never seem to get enough of him.
Casey moved slowly in and out, gently thrusting into her and Madeline thought she was going to go crazy. Reaching down she grabbed his butt, pulling him into her even harder. Casey moaned loudly as her fingers kneaded into his butt cheeks and her hips jerked up to meet his.
Casey teased her for a while, partially to bring her once more to the peak of pleasure and partially because he did not want to come too soon. He wanted to prolong the feeling of being inside her. He moved in and out of her fast and hard then slowed down with Madeline writhing beneath him. He knew what effect he was having on her.
Madeline thought she was going to go mad with her need for release. Just when she truly thought she could stand it no longer, the familiar feeling of her impending orgasm began with in her. As wave after wave took her over the edge, she bucked her hips up into Casey's and pulled him hard against her. Casey held on to feel her muscles contracting around him before giving in to his own release. As Madeline continued to pull him to her, he gave one last deep thrust and came, calling her name out loud.
Casey collapsed on top of her and lay like that, still inside her for a moment, before rolling off to one side. He reached over and pulled Madeline to him so that her head rested on his shoulder. He could feel her shaking slightly and her held her tighter, one hand caressing her back.
Madeline lay listening to Casey's breathing for a while before drifting towards sleep. As she drifted off she wondered what plans Casey had come up with for the two of them. Whatever he had in mind she knew they would be together. As she snuggled in closer to her lover she sighed with contentment. For in the end, after all that they had been through, that was really all that truly mattered.
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