She glanced up from her study of his penis. "You're huge. My fingers barely touch around you and I have both my hands on your dick, piled one on top of the other and it still goes pass my hands by several inches."
She watched his cock with a combination of awe and trepidation. Feeling slightly embarrassed, Jack offered again. "Honey, we can stop right now. This doesn't have to happen tonight."
For an answer she glanced into his eyes before squeezing his cock with both hands and then her tongue circled the head as she had circled his tongue when they kissed.
Jack moaned, thrusting upward, unable to stop. Catlyn then began a series of little nibbles and hot licks around his head before she slowly began to suck it into her mouth. She used just the right amount of suction, driving him crazy. His thrusting became constant as she removed one of her hands to start playing with his sac as the other began to slide up and down on the part of his cock that wouldn't fit into her mouth. She filled her mouth with his inches, sucking hard.
Her untutored blow job was by far more exciting than any Jack had ever experienced. She sucked at him with vigor trying to take him all in even though it wasn't possible and when she started to stroke in time with her sucking Jack knew he wasn't going to last. He felt the pressure in his balls build. And when Catlyn began to hum as though she were eating her favorite dessert, Jack had to warn her of his impending release.
"Kitten, I-I don't think I can last much longer, ah, ah." When she ignored him and her hand sped up and she added a twist to her downward stroke and her head bobbed up and down faster he tried warning her again. "Ooooh, baby, I can't c-can't hold on. I am gonna come!"
She ignored him again, gently squeezed his sac as she continued. Jack was beyond words as the heat of her mouth, the twisting stroke of her hand and the squeeze to his balls grew to be too much pleasure for his system. He exploded and started coming in hot spurts. Catlyn continued to suck and stroke him extending his pleasure, catching his come in her mouth. She swallowed his essence, milking him to the last drop. Jack trembled as he watched her lick up the come that had escaped her mouth, licking along his shaft from top to bottom until it was all gone.
His cock twitched as she slowly released it and looked up at him. She reached over to the nightstand for the cuff keys. Leaning over him, her breast at his eye-level, she removed the cuffs, placing them and the key on the night table. Wide-eyed she stared at him then shyly asked. "Did I do it ok?"
Completely thrown, he quickly took her into his arms. She went from between his legs to his side. He pulled her against his chest as he kissed her. He kissed her breathless before releasing her and looking at her. "Baby, you were incredible. I loved it."
"You taste salty, tangy and like soap. I like it."
Again with the blushing, "Kitten, don't say that."
She glanced at him in confusion. "Why?"
"Baby, you tell a guy you love the taste of his come he is going to want to fuck your mouth every chance he gets. It drives him crazy when a woman he really cares about swallows. And let me tell you, having you say you like the taste of my come has all kinds of fantasies going through my mind."
"Should I not have swallowed?"
Her confusion and innocence were adorable. "Well, first off, why did you swallow?"
"I wanted to taste all of you, see if you were as good as your mouth taste."
Jack couldn't hold back his blush it was ridiculous that his inexperienced partner could bring about a blush so quickly. "Uh, then you should swallow anytime it pleases you. God knows you won't get an argument from me."
Shamefaced he tilted her chin. "I should have told you this before you swallowed. I want you to know that I am safe. I get checked annually. I've never had any problems. I have always used protection. My last checkup I got a clean bill of health." He hesitated a moment before continuing. "I know I am safe with you but you can still get pregnant, right?"
Catlyn nodded and quietly answered. "I didn't think I would ever be able to have sex." Jack hugged her tightly. "But, now, I think I will be able to w-with you." She shyly smiled. "Not tonight or tomorrow but, I think I will be able to perform. I don't think I will freeze or get sick as long as it's you."
Jack kissed her lovingly. "Aww, Kitten, what you do to me."
She smiled. "And, I want you to know I am safe. I get checked annually too and my last checkup was all good. My status never changed in 25 years. I never had any partners."
"Well, get ready to have a partner, because if this works out we will be a couple."
"I will make an appointment with an OB/Gyn to get myself on some form of contraceptive."
"Until you get something more permanent in place, I will take care of it." He gave her a suggestive smile. "I so want to be ready when you lean over and whisper in my ear 'Fuck Me Jack'".
Catlyn laughed. "So sure of yourself, and what makes you think I will say those words? I am much classier." She teased him.
"Kitten, I don't care how you want to say it, Morse Code, sign language, in a note, grab me by my dick and say let's go, as long as I understand the gist of the message."
Catlyn laughed. "Whatever you say, honey."
She lay her head on his chest, yawning. "I am tired. Is it alright if I sleep here?" Here being in his arms against his chest. He squeezed her close, titling her chin for a kiss. "Absolutely, goodnight sweetheart."
"Night, Jack."
Jack watched her close her eyes and almost instantly drift off to sleep. He continued to watch her sleeping for a while. He felt so close with her, closer than when they were kids. He loved her and he wanted them to be together, a real couple.
Catlyn had said she would give it a chance and she was being totally honest with him. He smiled recalling her honesty about liking his come. He can definitely live with that kind of total truth. His smile quickly faded as he realized he wasn't returning the favor fully with honesty. He knew he was making a judgment call regarding the information he was seeking, but he wanted to always protect her. And if that meant telling a few white lies or a few omissions then he could live with that. He had failed to protect her 25 years ago and it would not happen again. If someone got to Catlyn this time around it would be because he was dead. Giving her a kiss on her forehead he settled down to sleep.
Chapter 8
Catlyn was in a nice warm cocoon. She lazily stretched not wanting to wake fully and leave the wonderful haven she found in sleep. She never slept so well. Her sleep was usually restless, riddled with nightmares of one kind or another.
She felt a tickle along her temple and then neck and then a light touch circling her nipple. She came fully awake and alert. She looked at her chest to find Jack's index finger making concentric circles around her areola and nipple. Looking into his eyes, she smiled, arching into his touch.
Their gazes locked as he continued to tease her. "Morning Kitten." His voice was a deep husky timber.
"Good morning, such a nice way to wake up." She whispered, caressing his stubble laced jaw.
He gave a sound of agreement before replacing his finger with his mouth. After feasting at her breast for several pleasure-filled moments he began to inch down her body.
"I need my fix of pink, open wide, baby." Lost in the world of intense euphoria Catlyn obeyed willingly. "Mmm, I love all this pink surrounded by chocolate." He positioned himself between her wide-spread legs and began to take her to heaven.
Floating back down Catlyn became aware of Jack's weight. He was kissing her neck. "I really hate to get up. I slept the best I have in ages with you in my arms Kitten."
"Mmm, me too. I've never slept that good before. I could get use to this."
He looked into her eyes, kissing her nose he said. "You better 'cause now I am hooked."
Hugging him she whispered into his ear. "Me too studmuffin!"
He laughed out loud, looking down at her. "Stud-Muffin? Catlyn you cannot call me that!"
She wagged her eyebrows. "What else would you call a man who kisses like Superman and is an ass-kicking Marine?" She reached down and cupped his shaft. "And has an erection that doesn't go down, a body that doesn't quit and the sexiest green eyes I have ever seen?"
His smile died slowly as he stared deeply into her eyes and said with some hesitation. "You could call him…yours?"
Catlyn heard the question in his voice and knew what he was asking. Ignoring all the doubts that she had she answered with her heart. "Yes, Jack."
He took her mouth urgently, sucking her tongue into his mouth. They made love with their mouths, tongues dueling, sharing. Jack leaned up, going on his knees between her legs. Pinning her with his gaze he whispered. "Trust me, baby."
Catlyn feeling a little out of her realm nodded. He put two fingers inside her, twisting and gliding his fingers, gathering up the juice from her earlier release, spreading it on her clit and labia. He then fit his large shaft along her slit. When Catlyn tensed in rejection, he soothed. "It's ok baby. No penetration." He slid his cock slowly at first. Griping her thighs he sped up his motion. Gliding smoothly with the aid of her pussy juice, he made sure to hit her clit on both his downward and upward slide. Her pussy's heat engulfed his shaft on the side of contact driving him crazy. He knew he wouldn't last long, especially not with the squirming Catlyn started and the sexy moans. He felt she was close too. Following the need crushing down on him, Jack sped up, pumping against her hard and fast. Not wanting to leave Catlyn behind, he reached out and pinched one of her nipples when he felt his balls tighten with the prelude to his own release.
Catlyn screamed as she started to fiercely come a second before she felt Jack's hot creamy come hit her stomach and breasts. Not minding the wetness, Jack lay against her, devouring her mouth.
When they parted, staying nose to nose, they said simultaneously, "Shower."
They started out showering together, but Catlyn kicked Jack out after a few minutes, when he continued playing with her breasts and the cleft of her ass interfering with her ability to wash properly. He laughingly gave her ass a smack before getting out to shave at the sink, letting Catlyn finish up.
Catlyn stepped out, pulling a towel from the towel bar fixing it sarong style. She grabbed another to start drying her hair before looking at Jack give the final stroke of his razor. He stood in front of the sink in his birthday suit, muscles flexing with each of his movements.
Jack caught her eye in the mirror and winked. "See anything you like?"
Catlyn laughed. "I see
all
of what I like."
He cleaned the razor and set it on the side of the sink before turning and taking her in his arms. "Good. Because, I like all of you." He asked, still holding her, "What's on your schedule today?"
"Besides the task force update meeting, I have to check in with Sanchez and the other team of agents and there are some more forensic reports due today that I want to go over."
"Our day seems to be lining up pretty close together. Ride into the station with me so you can give your statement about last night and then I will sit in on the meeting with the agents if you don't mind?"
"Of course not."
"What time are you due at BJ's?"
"Not until 6:30 tonight."
"Then, Miss Lyte, may I have the pleasure of your company for an early dinner?"
"Oh, most definitely, Mr. Gard." She smiled, leaning up to meet his mouth for a kiss.
Jack took a quick shower while Catlyn flat-ironed her hair. As she was finishing up she noticed Jack's toothbrush, shaving kit and after shave. Then she thought about the black duffle bag next to hers in the bedroom and the garment bag next to those. Regardless of Jack saying he was being hopeful, Catlyn got the impression he was going to stay with her whether she had said no or yes to their trying to be a real couple. She shook her head at yet another one of his displays of alpha-male warp factor five. Oh well. She really didn't mind and she could sure use the backup as last night proved. Had it really only been last night? She felt like she had been with Jack for much longer. Perception was a tricky thing.
As she was dressing in the bedroom, she heard Jack moving around in the kitchen. And she smelled coffee! Where did he get coffee? How did he make coffee? She didn't have any of the things needed to make coffee. Ah, but she remembered alpha-male warp factor five. Catlyn had no doubts that Jack could produce a string-quartet and trick dolphin on command if he wanted.
Dressed, Catlyn finished up, clipping her badge, cell, cuffs and Glock 9 to her waist and slipping on her blazer, she buttoned it to hide her law official equipment.
In the kitchen Jack was getting angry as he listened to the voice on his cell. "I don't give a damn about red flags and sealed records. I want that information and I want it today." He paused, listening, then through clenched teeth, ordered, "Make it happen!"
Frustrated he slammed down his cell on the counter. "Careful, you'll break it."
Jack turned at Catlyn's quiet voice. "Wow, from hot babe to sexy FBI agent in 20 minutes, pretty cool trick." He looked her up and down.
"Thank you. You're not so bad yourself." She said indicating his dark charcoal suit and black tie with purple stripes. His suit jacket hung on one of the chairs of the small kitchen set.
Glancing at his cell on the counter she asked, "Everything ok?"
He waved it away with a hand. "Oh, that was nothing. Just some work I am having done at my place on a hot tub. Idiot workers messed up."
Hairs on the back of Catlyn's neck stood on end and she noted his failure to meet her eyes. Jack was lying. Catlyn felt a knot start to form in her stomach. How could he lie to her after all they shared last night and this morning?