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Mission of Love, Part Two

By Bren @Virtual_Bren

Part Two

“I’m sorry Duane. I just can’t do these missions anymore! My gut is telling me it’s time to get out before it’s too late! We have spent over 15 years together and well, I know you feel it too! You just never wanted to cross that boss/employee line, right?”

Duane raises his hands to my face and pulls me closer to him. He kissed me so gently. “Brit, are you sure you want out? I mean, I would hate to see you leave your career for me although I’m truly honored.”

Feeling horrible now that I poured out my heart to Duane and not getting the response, I wanted “Yes, Duane. It’s time for me to leave regardless if there is a future for us or not.”

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to tell you how much I care about you. How many nights that I laid in bed worrying about you while on a mission and praying no harm would come your way. Then there were nights that I wondered if you felt the same about me. I wanted to sneak into your bedroom and just take you into my arms and make passionate love to you.”

Shocked by his statement, I could no longer resist. He looked so vulnerable as he poured out his heart to me. I had to have him! I leaned in closer and kissed him. Not just any kiss, but a very passionate kiss. I leaned forward to push my entire body upon him. I wanted him to want me by just feeling me pressed against him. I could tell; he really wanted me.

He reached up and started unbuttoning my shirt. “Brit, I have waited so long for this.” He pressed his lips against mine and parted my lips with his tongue. His tongue encircled mine as he pulled me close against him. I knew Duane wanted me and by the moistness that I could feel in my panties, I was definitely ready for him.

It had been so long that I yearned to feel his naked body against mine. I just couldn’t wait! I unbuttoned his shirt and threw it onto the floor. Then I moved my hands down to his pants. “Ahh buttonflies,” I thought to myself. I slowly tugged at the buttons until his member popped out. I never figured Duane for a “commando” kind of guy.

Duane gently grabbed me by my shoulders and laid me down on the couch. He gently pushed up my skirt enough to reveal my panties and pulled them off. He ran his tongue up my leg to my inner thigh and nibbled. “What a tease” I kept thinking. As he nibbled on both inner thighs, I grabbed him by his hair and move his face between my legs. He knew exactly what to do!

Duane was more gentle than I expected him to be. His attention to detail in pleasing me was also unexpected. How long I wanted this man, and now I finally have him.

Duane moved upwards towards my lips and parted them with his tongue. I swear it felt like he was trying to engulf my tongue into his mouth. He grew a bit more aggressive and began fondling my breasts. He began to get a bit more forceful with his tongue. I knew he was growing impatient and wanted to penetrate me.

“Now Duane….”

As he entered me, I felt consumed with warmth and excitement. He began slowly and almost in a circular motion with his body. When he began to thrust faster, I grabbed his ass and pulled him closer inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and locked my ankles enabling me to pull him inside me at my pace.

I moaned with ecstasy, and I could tell, he was trying to hold back. I allowed myself to release my inhibitions and squeezed him into my body.

“Oh Brit…….” he rammed himself into me and exploded ever ounce of his manliness. We held that position for a moment or two just amazed at the passion we just experienced.

Duane slowly moved me over on the couch and laid beside me. He cradled me in his arms and whispered “I love you Brit”.

I squeezed him closer to me but said not a word. We laid there for the rest of the night until we feel asleep.

My one dream just came true.


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