Eat the Rude | By : Juliette Category: G through L > Hannibal Views: 3114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Will sat in the chair across from Juliette. He loved when she wore black. It made her look regal and ethereal. Her pale skin was like porcelain against the dark color. She tapped her long red nails against the pad of paper she held on her lap.
"So Will......how has the investigation been going?"
Will looked up to meet her eyes. It was almost impossible for him to keep his focus during their sessions anymore. All he could think about was throwing her on the floor and ravaging her.
"So far....nothing. I can't really understand it. Everything that we had pointed to him being here but so far I have come up with zero. No leads, no witness's, no nothing. I am beginning to think Jack Crawford sent me over here just to get rid of me."
"Like a forced vacation." Juliette chuckled.
Will smiled slightly to himself.
"Well Will I wouldn't put it past Crawford. From what you've told me, he has your best interest at heart and he probably thought you needed some kind of vacation after....what happened. I also know how stubborn you can be and that you probably wouldn't take one even if he ordered you."
Will leaned forward in his chair and rested his elbows on his knees. He moved his hands through his hair letting his forehead rest on the heel of his palms. Everything she was saying was true. He marveled at how observant she was but then again, that was part of her job.
"Can't we be done talking so I can kiss you?" he said leaning back in his chair.
Will smiled and Juliette felt her heart leap into her throat. There was something about the way he smiled that made her heart beat a little bit faster.
"Mr. Graham, you still have 10 minutes left." she said checking her watch.
Will chuckled and clasp his hands behind his head.
"So you haven't found a trace of Hannibal?"
"No. I've dug as far as I can dig. He is either not here or he's using a very good alias. I would think the second. Hannibal is a master manipulator."
"From what you've told me I would have to agree with that oberservation."
"Has it been 10 minutes?" Will asked eagerly standing up and walking over to her chair.
Juliette smiled at him and checked her watch.
"No.....but I guess this time I can make an exception."
Will bent down and slipped his arm around Juliette's waist and picked her up over his shoulder. She yelped in surprised and struggled against him slightly. Will made his way out of her office and up the massive staircase to her room. As he walked he pulled up the bottom of her dress, running his hand over her round ass. Once inside her room, he set her down gently, he arms wrapped around his neck. He pulled her into a kiss. His lips feeding on her's. He found the zipper at the back of her dress and slid it down, peeling away the fabric from her skin. Juliette shivered in the cold of her room. Will moaned feeling her shake against him. She pulled his t shirt over his head and ran her hands along the skin of his torso, letting her fingers feel the scar where Hannibal tired to gut him. She slid her hand down to the hard length beneath his jeans. Will let out another moan as he pushed her back on her bed. She watched as he undid his jeans and slid them off. He was quite the specimen. Both he and Hannibal were comparable in the size department but Will's body was more lean and cut than Hannibal's. Will grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Standing on the floor, the height of her bed was perfect. He put her legs together and draped her ankles over his left shoulder. Holding tightly, he slipped inside her. Juliette's back arched and she moaned. He wasn't about to be gentle with her. He found his rhythm and thrust into her harder and harder each time. He could feel each tremble, each quiver, each shudder. He was surprised at how loud he was moaning. He dug his fingers into her flesh. He felt a spasm and a gush of fluid dripping over him. This sent him over the edge. He felt the orgasm running through him with such force he felt his legs might give out. He felt Juliette's legs open and he leaned down to kiss her gently.
"You're becoming quite the beast Mr. Graham." Juliette whispered in his ear.
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