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Back to the Future	By : gallygaskins Category: 1 through F > Ashes to Ashes Views: 1342 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 16 – Fantasy number 3 and then some!
Gene was at his desk – writing. For all the efforts of the force and now from his daughter, he still preferred to feel the pen gently gliding over the paper as he made his notes. He was far quicker at writing than at typing anyway and besides, he seemed to be able to think more clearly that way.
He heard the door open whilst the light from the corridor outside spilled out onto his desk. Momentarily he wondered what was going to be asked of him as he continued to work but there was nothing but silence, "either come in an' sit down or bugger off!" He bellowed only to be greeted with the plonk of something softly landing upon his desk just at the point he was about to write his next sentence. He stopped writing and looked toward the offending article, a scrap of lilac material. Grinning, his eyes searched forward, "is it that time already?"
"Yes, Guv!" Alex smirked, pulling herself upright after leaning against the doorframe and locking the door behind her. She sauntered across the room and perched herself on the edge of the table that rarely saw many meetings. She watched Gene's eyes hungrily eat up what was before him. "Do you still want me to bugger off?"
He shook his head, dropping his pen before picking up the lilac silk and opening out the g-string in front of him. He could feel her warmth still on them, she hadn't been out of them long. He could pick up on her scent even though it was only slight, "have you … ?" He left the question hanging as he turned his focus to her, watching her nod as she sucked on a finger. Her legs slightly apart it didn't take much for him to imagine what she had been doing either in the safety of her office or the ladies along the hallway. She'd opened up the neckline of her blouse too, showing him that there was no hinderence there either. Evocatively she pulled the matching bra from her jacket pocket and threw that to him as well. "Oh, God."
He closed the file, there was no way he was going to be able to concentrate on that again tonight, however important it was. She sidled over sitting on the edge of the desk and lying down. Wrestling the folder from underneath her backside he put it into his top drawer. She picked up his pen and ran it up the inside of her thigh, underneath her skirt to her sex before withdrawing it and licking it in front of Gene's face. He watched her intently before spying her nipples harden beneath the crisp figure hugging cotton of her blouse. "Alex, what are you trying to do to me?" He whispered watching her as she repeated the action with the pen but this time offering it to him. He gladly took it, licking her juices from it before placing that in the top drawer with the folder. That would give him something to think about if he was ever having a bad day.
His hand went out to hers pulling her to sit up and bringing her around to face him. Pulling her to sit on the edge of the desk he gently pushed her back. He pulled himself forward in his executive leather chair, pushing up and pulling apart the front split of her skirt, he hooked her feet over his shoulders and lent forward, caressing the still hairless mound with tiny butterfly kisses. Her scent filled his nostrils as he began to search the crevice with his tongue for her nub, by God he wanted her, she never failed to attract that quality within him, and by God he was going to have her, right over his desk.
His tongue lapped at her pool, he tasted her nectar and he felt her convulsions coming faster as she rocked against his face whilst he pleasured her. She moaned loudly and he was glad, let everyone in the station hear her raptures at what he was doing to his lady and let no man ever say that Gene Hunt, the Manc Lion, was not a man to make a lady roar. His hands went to her waist bunching up the fabric of her skirt and blouse as he continued his ministrations on her body, purring as he worked upon her, his rock hard cock straining against the fly of his trouser wanting to bed itself within her core.
Alex panted, her arms reaching above herself and holding onto the edges of his desk, it wasn't the most comfortable piece of furniture in the world but she could hardly think coherently with what he was doing to her for her to worry about that. "Gene?"
"Mmm?" He mumbled, his mouth still suckling on her centre.
"Need you …" she managed, suddenly dispairing at his loss but quickly satiated again as her need was fulfilled by him. Gene didn't need telling twice, his trousers and boxers soon dispensed with he got her to secure her legs around his waist and pulled her to him. Her arms about his neck he picked her up and moved them across the room. Kissing him fervently she felt the cold steel of a filing cabinet against her back and jumped. Gene soothed her, kissing and nipping at her neck, as now with the purchase he needed he was able to enter her quickly.
"Sorry it's not the desk Bol's, it were too low."
She sniggered, enjoying the feel of him taking the upper hand and pushing into her hard with every thrust. "No problem, Guv," she whispered into his ear, "it's your fantasy, do as you please to me."
His eyes lit up as he grinned, "you might regret saying that?" He lowered her to the floor and straddled over her body, his hard balls and penis rubbing up and down her leg as he pulled her arms above her head and secured them around the desk leg with a pair of handcuffs he'd pulled from his jacket pocket. He tore open her blouse, the buttons pinging off in all directions revealing her dark pink nubs, becoming harder with the coolness of the air in the room if that were at all possible. A hand found each one and rubbed over them, "they're so hard, Alex." She sighed, the calluses on his fingers from gardening plucking away at the soft skin of her nipples with each pass he made at them. She pooled with delight, her body mewling in time to the swirls he made of the tips. His mouth went to first one, then the other, nibbling them, shocking her to her core, she had never had her nipples bitten by anyone so delicately before. She whimpered, unable to control her obvious desire at what he was doing.
A hand now covered over her sex before languidly stroking down her leg. He moved it so that her thigh now rested on his shoulders and he repeated it with the other. It was a good job she was lithe and flexible as she instinctively locked her still stilettoed feet behind his head which opened her core up to him. From his viewpoint, Gene lavished in it. There she was in all her glory and she looked beautiful. His hands barely skimmed around and over her opened up labia but he could tell that she delighted in it.
Positioning himself above her he teased her with his tip, watching her screw up her face as she waited for him. She definitely needed him, it was written all over her face. "It's ok Bol's, I'm going to sort us both out now," he said, before feeding himself into her and thrusting deep. She cried out and he could feel her lower lips quiver about his root as her body became used to his girth. Then he pulled back up before thrusting back into her again as she cried out again. He withdrew once more. "Do you want this faster?" She nodded, "good, because so do I." He hit home again, her cry out this time was definitely more satisfied. He smiled, pulling out and speeding up his thrusts giving her everything he had with each one. His breathing quickenedd, he held himself up above her with his arms stretched so that he could get as much force behind each one, he slicked his lips and watched her do the same even though she was oblivious to his own action. "Bol's are you ready to give your Guv a good time? Are you ready to show him what you've got?"
"Yes, yes," she cried out, louder than he'd anticipated but still worth the effect that her words had on him.
"Good, because Guv has got something for you," he growled out.
"What, Guv, what?" Her head shook from side to side, her hands despite the restriction of the cuffs, writhed around the leg of the table, the pleasure no longer bearable, she needed to come.
"This, Bol's" With each thrust he pressed home just that little bit more, Alex thought she would split into two but loved the feel of him really banging away at her, each thrust dragging against her clit, his tip skirting over her G spot as it slid in and out of her. Quicker and quicker he went, his build up had been remarkable and Alex made the mental note that she wanted this again. Ecstasy took over both of their bodies as Gene grunted his last stroke into her and spilled his seed, "Alex."
"Gene, Gene, Gene, Gene, Gene, Gene …" her mantra barely audible as her body convulsed with her orgasms. "My God," she sighed, "that was …" Gene lent down towards her, her legs still over his shoulders, plundering her mouth with his own. His hands stroked her cheeks and she sighed, smiling. "Do you think I can get out of these cuffs?"
"Not sure I'm ready for tha' yet," Gene said before sitting back up.
"I'd crush you with my thighs if you weren't so valuable to me."
He smiled, reaching up and tickling a nipple, "important am I, 'ow so?"
"I wouldn't want to murder the man who makes me scream when I come, or the father of my children."
"Children?" He queried. She closed her eyes at her own stupidity.
"Well yes … Molly." She stammered.
"And?"
"And, nothing!"
Gene found the keys in his pocket and turned them around on his finger, "Alex, you'll stay here like this for the cleaners if you don't tell me."
"Gene, my mind was so jumbled from that last orgasm. I just made a mistake."
"No, you didn't. No secrets, no lies – remember? Tell me." She could see that he looked distressed.
"Please, I'll tell you, just get these damn things off me." He did so, allowing her to sit up and attempt to cover her modesty with the one button she had left on her blouse. "I hope you like fat women …" She said as she pulled her jacket around her too.
"I don't follow," he teased, only too well aware of what she meant but wanting her to say it all the same. He picked her up in his arms before sitting back down in his chair cradling her body to him.
"You see, it happened sooner than I expected. I wanted to stop taking my pills before we got married but never thought for one minute."
"Alex," Gene cooed, he swept the tendrils of loose hair behind her ears, "I don't need explanations, just tell me."
His knowledge was evident but if he wanted her to say it then that's what she would do. "I'm pregnant, Gene," she sighed, her head dropping down. A tear splashed onto her thigh.
His fingers found her chin and tilted her head up towards him, kissing her mouth once again, "what am I goin' t' do with you." She shrugged. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"I wanted to be sure, I did the pregnancy test before I came in here this evening, hence no knickers. They were already half way from doing the test. I just figured that you'd like a trophy."
"Along with the discarded bra an' the pen that I'm never goin' t' be able t' use without thinkin' about what you did with it again." She bit her lip, "Mind you, the memory will keep me goin' for a while. Des that mean I can keep the underwear in my drawer?" Alex nodded, "good. Now, about this baby?"
"Gene, I never meant for it to happen so soon, should've learnt from the last time we were together. When women are on the pill for a while though, it can be months before they conceive and I wanted to give us every chance of having a family as soon as we'd got married. I even bought some condoms but never thought that we'd need to use them so quickly."
"Condoms?" Gene shook his head in disbelief.
"I'm sorry."
"I'm not and nor should you be." He pulled her closer, "Jesus, Alex, I love you, I don't need to be married t' you t' have a kid with you." He cupped her face with a hand. "I couldn't care less really, I only want to marry you t' make sure everyone knows you're mine an' that they're t' keep away from the woman I love. What does concern me though is what we've just done and harming the baby."
Alex giggled, "you can't hurt a baby just from having sex."
"I might be northern but I'm not a complete idiot. I know that from when Becky …" he trailed off, Alex held him tighter, he smiled up at her, "what I meant was, it was kind of rough play. I wasn't exactly a gentleman with you, throwing you against filing cabinets, pushing you down on that cold floor and tying your hands up above your head."
"No, but it was damn exciting." She said. She noticed his concern. "Look, I'm fine. We'll both be fine," she took his hand and placed it over her womb, "It'll take more than a bit of rough sex to stop this happening, believe me."
"'Ow do you know?" Gene asked quietly.
Alex smiled, time to tell another truth. "You know I said that Toby helped me out to give Molly a father, well that's not entirely true."
"Alex," Gene warned.
"Listen to me, Toby and I had been together for a long time before I met you. When I fell pregnant he assumed the baby was his, we didn't find out till much later on that he couldn't have children. I was young, niave, and believed he loved me very much, that even if he found out Molly wasn't his child, he wouldn't be violent about it.
"But I didn't know him as well as I should've done. One day he came home from work early, wanted to surprise me, take me shopping for baby clothes and things even though it was so early on in the pregnancy. He found me writing to you, my fourth letter it would've been. He read it and immediately filled with rage, I'd never seen him so angry. He picked me up and threw me against the bedroom wall before walking out on me." She noticed Gene fidget and about to say something. Her finger went to his mouth stopping him from saying anything. "Don't, Gene, he's not worth it. Anyway, I was sobbing my heart out when Evan arrived and after a short talk he ended up taking me to hospital. The doctors kept me in and examined me and tried to get me to tell them what had happened. They knew I'd lied to them because of what Evan had already told them. Needless to say that they gave me some advice and told me that I had been lucky to keep Molly."
"The bastard."
"Shh, It's done with and I don't particularly wish to be reminded of it. But I do know now that bit of rough and tumble, even with the emphasis on rough, would not cause me to miscarry. I'm more likely to miscarry because of my age than having sex with you." She kissed his chin before gently biting at it. "I loved what you did with my nipples, by the way."
"God, you're goin' t' kill me wit' all this talk." He planted her firmly on her feet before recovering his discarded clothes, putting his trousers back on and stuffing his boxers and socks into his jacket pocket. He was just about to put the bra and knickers in his drawer when he looked over to where Alex was making herself decent. "Are you sure you don't want your knickers at least."
She shook her head, "they're your trophy for being such a wonderful lover."
"Perhaps we should calm it down for a bit, Alex, just until we know the baby's safe."
"Gene, stop worrying," She pulled him close to her, opening up the front spilt of her skirt and resting his hands over her hips so that he was free to do with them what he wanted. "I am yours, Gene, to do with what you will and I'd hope that you feel the same way. I know it must be rough for you, what with Becky and your son, but you have me and Molly now and I endured a violent relationship and thirty six painful hours in labour on my own to bring that little mite out into the world. I am strong, and our baby will be strong, just as Molly was. The best thing that we can do is make sure I don't get stressed, and if that means I give up work then I'll do it, I want to spend more time with Molly anyway. Once we get married, I could give up work entirely and just consult for the police on a part-time basis maybe, instead."
"You'd do that, for us?"
"Of course, I don't have to be here to profile someone. I can profile people just by watching them or reading their notes." Her hand went to the drawer with the file in it. "Perhaps I can help you with this one?"
"No, its fine. I'm just finishing that one off, I don't need anyone to look at it." He lied, the last thing he wanted was Alex poking her nose into things that didn't concern her, not yet anyway. One hand instinctively encircled the fleshy peach of her bum whilst the other clamped over her mound. "You feel so good, Alex. I love feeling you naked." His finger touched on her crack and he could tell from her expression that she wanted him again. "Think I'd best get you home, besides we've held the cleaners up too long already." He teased her gently once more with his finger before smoothing down her skirt, grabbing her hand and taking her to the car. "Alex?"
"Mmm?"
He opened the car doors with the remote on his keys. "You do realise that the car has tinted windows."
She opened her door, "why do you think I didn't ask for my pants back?" She got in the car and shut the door.
As Gene got in he could see that she was already hitching up her skirt, opening up her blouse and making herself comfortable. "My God, life is good." He closed the door and clicked the central locking, there was no way they were going anywhere for at least ten minutes.
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