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Notes: This is the last chapter in the Mission from Hell arc, but Partners in Arms isn't over. It's so much fun for me to write in this universe. I have a million and one sexy situations lodged in my cranium for these two hot AF spies. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own CHUCK. I'm not making money.
They arrived at the safe house early the next morning. It was more of a condo, situated near to a sleepy suburb three hours outside of the city where they’d stolen Georgina Poole’s formula.
“Have the keys?” Chuck asked, sliding the van’s back door open and grabbing their luggage and gear. He passed her suitcase over, then gave her the duffel, which she slung over her shoulders.
Together, they walked into the courtyard and slinked through the early morning shadows, the sun still not up yet, darkness still cascading over the garden and benches. An elevator took them up to the third floor, the entirety of which the CIA had rented for them for the job.
They were Mr and Mrs Wronski, a young couple newly married, having made it big with their own catering start-up. It was just a quick dossier Graham had thrown at them for when they went into hiding after the mission, to make sure that if Dr. Poole discovered the theft and suspected Ashton and Sophie, she’d never be able to find them.
The place was cool and empty when they walked inside, and Sarah was quick to lock the door behind them, just in case. The shades stayed shut as they moved through the darkness of the condo.
Without having to even say a word to one another, it seemed they were both agreed that wherever the bed was in this place, they had to be there, too.
Chuck dropped everything in his arms onto the floor in the bedroom as Sarah flicked the light on, and she followed suit, creating a pile in the corner. And then she dug through everything to get to her suitcase, grabbing clean panties and a cami, then shutting herself in the main bathroom, climbing into the shower. God, the shower felt good, and she groaned quietly as the jet massaged her body. After everything they’d done over the past twelve hours, she ached all over, and her pussy was incredibly sensitive.
She made sure to clean herself well down there, shaving her legs and underarms, washing her hair. And she took her time brushing it out and drying it.
By the time she moved back into the bedroom, Chuck was in his boxers, standing in front of the full length mirror in the corner.
“Checking yourself out?” she teased. “Because I assure you, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with your body.”
He scoffed and rolled his eyes at her. “No. But you left a lot of scratch marks on me.” Her partner let out a low whistle.
Sarah sniffed haughtily. “What makes you think it was me and not her?”
“Because I felt your fingernails that did this to me, ya freakin’ wild woman.”
“You complaining?” she asked.
“Never,” Agent Carmichael said immediately, shaking his head and giving her a look. “I’m going to hop in the shower too. And then I’ll just pass out in that bed for the next thirty-six hours.”
Sarah giggled and nodded. “Same.”
And then he disappeared into the bathroom, leaving the door cracked.
Agent Walker smiled to herself as she heard his whistled tune rise above the sound of the shower, and she pulled the sheets down, crawling inside of them and sprawling out over the entirety of the bed.
By the time she heard the door swing open, she was in a tired daze, not altogether asleep, just…tired out of her mind. And then the bed shifted and he crawled in with her, groaning and plopping face down into the pillow. “Mmmmmmmfffff…”
Sarah chuckled and opened her eyes, scooting over to give him more room and staring at him until he turned his head to meet her gaze. She could feel the air between them fill with the unsaid, and she could see on his face he was going to want to have it all out.
“Sarah, are you okay?”
His hand found hers under the sheets and squeezed. She squeezed back, trying to reassure him. “Yes. I’m fine. Are you okay?”
She rolled onto her side, moving closer to him so that she could put a hand on his cheek, pushing her fingers into his curls. She could feel his body relax as he grumbled a soft, “I’m okay.”
The memory of that beast of a woman violating him with her toy without asking for permission made her feel that rage again and she forced herself to push it down. “She—”
“I know what she did. But it’s alright. I’m alright. It…I feel like I’m going to hell for this, but it felt really good once the discomfort was gone.” He let his eyes slip shut and he stayed that way for awhile, long enough that she thought maybe he’d fallen asleep, but then he spoke up again. “I wish it hadn’t been her. That’s the only thing. I would’ve wanted my first anal experience…to have been with…” He paused. “Someone I trust, you know? You. I wanted it with you.”
Sarah sighed and stroked his hair again. His eyes fluttered open to meet hers. “I’m sorry. If I’d known she was going to be such a fucking…” She searched for a word. “Predator… I wouldn’t have let it get as far as it did. But with you on top of me, I had no way to…” Sarah sighed, then slid her hand down to curl her fingers around his neck. “I guess I could’ve just reached around you and strangled her to death.” She squeezed his neck gently and he chuckled at her, humming at the way she moved her hand back up to massage the back of his head.
“It would’ve blown the whole mission,” he said. “And I’m sincerely okay. Just a little pissed we were put in this position.” The spy scoffed at her partner in agreement. “The threesome was fun, and it felt really good—not to mention, well…” He blushed and pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.
“M’what?” she asked, nudging his shoulder. “You can tell me.” She sat up and reached over to turn off the light, immersing them in the darkness of the wee early hours of the morning, the sun still not even close to coming up.
She laid back down and scooted closer to him.
“It made me feel really—I mean, I was so damn turned on watching you with another woman. Is that bad? Am I garbage for that? Like, does that make me a gross sexist prick?”
Sarah giggled at him and bumped him with her hips. “No. You aren’t garbage, Agent Carmichael. Not by a long shot. I thought the threesome was fun. I just think…” She licked her lips. “If it ever happens again, I’d like it to be with someone…ahem…who isn’t a chemist willingly participating in terrorism.”
“Uh, yeah. Exactly. Exactly the point I was getting to. Next time, no mad scientist.”
She giggled again, in spite of how serious their night had been, in spite of the implications, at least she and Chuck were okay. They were alive, and she thought this…God, who was she kidding? This relationship they’d been having had survived as well. This was a relationship and she needed to just admit it.
“She was a bit of a masochist, wasn’t she?” She slipped an arm between his neck and the pillow he was on, and rounded his body with her other arm, hugging herself close to him and burying her face in his chest as he embraced her back.
“Psychotic, really. But she gave me some ideas…”
His voice was started to get quieter, his words slurring a bit…She knew he was on the verge of falling asleep.
So she spoke quietly, slowly. “Did she now?”
“Mmm…Prepare yourself, Agent Walker…I’m mmfff…”
His sentence cut off right in the middle and she felt his chest expand against her cheek in a deep breath. He was fast asleep. And she was fading just as fast.

————

“No, sir…We-We had no idea that…we really didn’t…no, of course not. Absolutely—I absolutely understand that this is a major issue. Yes.”
Sarah blinked her eyes open and pushed herself to sit up. Chuck wasn’t in bed anymore. In fact, he was standing over by the balcony doors, on the phone.
“I can assure you, neither of us were aware—No, of course. Of course. She’s—She’s asleep. But—Yes, I’ll tell her. I understand. We’re—I take full responsibility. …Yes, sir. Understood.”
By the slump of his shoulders and the quietness of his voice, she could tell that this wasn’t a good phone call. And the way her partner was using “sir” to address whomever he was speaking to made her think the director was on the other side of the phone call.
When he lowered the phone, he let out a long sigh, and then she heard a soft, “Fuck.”
“What is it?” she asked, and he whipped around.
“Sorry. I tried to be as quiet as possible.”
“Was that Director Graham? What happened?”
Chuck huffed and pushed a hand through his hair, crossing the room to the bed but not getting into it. Instead he stood there gnawing on the inside of his cheek, worried, and now she saw there was anger there, too. “We forgot about the camera.”
She paused. “What?”
“Georgina set that camera up, remember? To record us? We forgot about it. And now there’s a Fulcrum hit out for the two people in the video. A ransom, if you will…”
“What?” She shoved the sheets off of her and got out of the bed, hurrying across the room to her laptop. She swung it open. “What do you mean there’s a hit?”
“Georgina found out that we stole that formula off of the clip. They ran tests and discovered it had been copied. She knew it had to be us. Or at least one of us. She took the recording she got of the three of us having sex, sent it to Fulcrum, and now the video is viral within the criminal underground. Fulcrum agents are looking for us. And they have mercenaries out there looking for us, too. The price on our heads is really fucking high, I guess, so I’m at least a little flattered…”
His joke fell flat and he shrugged lamely as she glared over her shoulder. Then she stood up and gestured to the laptop. “Find it.”
“What?”
“The video. Find the video, Chuck.”
“Oh. Fulcrum sent a copy to Graham, too. It’s got our faces, our voices, everything.”
“What?!” she exclaimed, pushing her hands through her hair. “Oh holy fuck, this is terrible.”
“Extremely bad. The worst. I really never wanted Langston Graham, Director of the CIA, to see my junk.”
She nearly smacked him, but then she saw he wasn’t trying to make light of the situation. This was his coping mechanism. So she kept her hands to herself as he pulled up her email. “Put your password in. Graham said he sent it to each of us.”
“Oh fucking hell. Our boss just emailed us our sex tape. Fuuuuuuccckkk…” she groaned.
“Yeah, it really doesn’t get worse than this,” he said sarcastically.
She pulled up the email. No subject. Nothing else in it except for the file. And when she opened it up, she and Chuck watched as their mark walked away from the camera, ordering Sarah up against the headboard.
Sarah fixated on Chuck climbing behind the chemist and plunging himself into her pussy from behind, smacking her ass with his balls as he fucked her hard upon her request.
She reached out and hit stop then, standing up straight and covering her face with her hands. “You can clearly see who we are, what we look like. Shit.” Then she slammed her fist into the desk. “Fuck! If we hadn’t been so caught up in the sex, one of us would’ve remembered.”
“I’m sorry. It was my fa—”
“Don’t.” She held up a hand. “Don’t even say it was your fault. We both know that we’re both to blame here. We both fucked up. I probably fucked up the worse, though. I had more than enough of a chance when she was passed out to grab the stupid tape out of there.”
And then another thought occurred to her. “God she probably watched that tape and saw everything, Chuck! The stupid camera was rolling through all of that. No wonder she put the pieces together so quickly. She probably watched the video to get off to it and saw what we did to her…what I did to her when I knocked her out…Oh God, how was I so fucking stupid?”
She rubbed her hands down her face. “What did Graham say?” she asked.
“We’re getting a pick-up sent our way, with maximum CIA security, and we’re being brought to Langley. I have no doubt Graham is going to force us to stay practically under lock and key there until we can figure out what to do to get a target off our backs. We aren’t safe anywhere else.” He huffed and sat on the desk, dropping the phone next to him and clenching his jaw. “Fuck this.”
“Yeah. Fuck this.”
Sarah pressed play again, angry as she watched Chuck pounding Georgina again. They’d played themselves, when it was all said and done. And now there was a good chance her entire career was over, as well as Chuck’s. They’d be trapped in Langley forever as fucking analysts.
Or maybe plastic surgery to change the way they looked.
Chuck’s sister wouldn’t even be able to recognize him. God would he ever even see her again? Would she see the video somehow? A video of her brother fucking two women? So many far-reaching disastrous things could happen now because of their carelessness.
She watched herself ask Georgina to fuck herself in the tape, then. And Chuck slid off of the desk to stand behind her chair and watch with her as Georgina climbed up between her legs and starting grinding her pussy into hers.
“I know this is probably the worst thing to say right now, at this moment,” Chuck said from behind her, “but you really do look so hot when you’re being fucked by another woman.”
Sarah pulled her lips back between her teeth and paid attention to the way their mark’s ass muscles clenched and unclenched as she rubbed their clits together. Georgina became a little rougher, holding onto her and really going to town. Sarah could see in her own face that she was enjoying the sensation, that there was a lot of pleasure she was getting from it.
And suddenly she wrapped her leg around Georgina’s back and flipped them over so that the other woman was underneath with impressed desire on her face as she looked up at the woman she’d known as Sophie.
Chuck groaned softly behind her, and she heard him breathe a soft, “So hot…” She could feel his fingers tightening on her shoulders.
He was right, though. In spite of the danger they were in, in spite of how terrible this all was for them both, the sight of her hunching over the sexy brunette in bed and tribbing the fuck out of the bitch was really hot. Especially with the pleasure she could read on the woman’s face.
It was when she turned Georgina onto her side, lifted her leg up, and started grinding her pussy almost viciously that the brunette opened her eyes, her breasts bouncing wildly, and glared into the camera.
Sarah was startled as she felt like the chemist was looking specifically at her.
And then she felt absolute dread flood her as the Fulcrum agent growled out a vicious, “You like what you’re watching, bitch? I’ve got you now.”

————

Sarah jolted awake with a loud gasp, her heart racing and her hands clammy.
She felt movement next to her in the late morning light that squeaked through the curtains in a few soft beams stretching across the room. And then Chuck sat up in her peripheral, leaning on his elbows. “Sarah?” he murmured. “You okay? W’happened?”
She took a few long breaths, trying to calm her heart, realizing she’d just experienced a terrible dream, that nothing in it was real. Thank God.
And then she turned her face to him and shook her head. “Just a bad dream. I’m sorry I woke you up—”
Agent Walker froze then as realization spilled over her like someone dumped cold water over her body. And then she bolted straight up in bed and spun on Chuck, grabbing his arm.
“What?!” He sat up with her. “What’s wrong?”
“The camera!”
For as much as that was a nightmare, they still hadn’t checked the camera.
“What do you mean? What camera?”
“Chuck, we left the camera there. The one Georgina used to record us having sex. It’s still there and it has all of the footage of us—Oh my God.” She turned away from him and covered her face. “Oh my God, she’s going to see everything. She’ll see how I knocked her out. She’ll know. She’ll give it to Fulcrum. Our whole careers are ruined—”
“Sarah…”
“Shit, and then Graham’s going to get a hold of it. And it’s going to be so horrifically embarrassing. The things I did in that—I stuck my finger…”
“Sarah.”
“…in our mark’s ass, for fuck’s sake.”
“I stuck worse in her ass, I’ll remind you. But it’s okay.”
“It isn’t okay, Chuck! She has our faces in that video. Our voices. We’re so screwed!”
“She doesn’t have our faces and voices if she doesn’t have the recording.”
Sarah stopped and eyed him steadily. “What?”
“I deleted it off of the camera. She doesn’t have shit. I wiped the whole camera, so hopefully she didn’t record her niece’s dance recital on there or anything, ‘cause if she did that’s gone too.” He shrugged.
Furrowing her brow in confusion, she thought back to the night in Georgina’s hotel room, going through it all like scenes in a movie. “Wait, you didn’t, though! I didn’t see you…When did you even have the time?”
“After I got out of the shower, when Georgina suggested the double penetration, we made you come a few times, really hard, in quick succession. And after that, you were in basically what amounts to a half-dead trance. Georgina took a shower and that’s when I did it. You must not have even noticed.”
“I didn’t!” she gasped, and then she let out a relieved laugh. “Oh my God, thank God.” She flopped over onto her side and laughed some more, putting a hand to her breast. “I had this awful nightmare that we forgot about the recording and Fulcrum got hold of it and just spread it everywhere so that we had Fulcrum agents and mercenaries after us. We were going to have to get plastic surgery to change our faces.”
He laughed at her and she was even too relieved to glare at him for it.
It really was a ridiculous nightmare.
“That would’ve sucked so bad.” “Seriously.” She covered her face with her hands and laughed some more. “God, you really are the best partner.” Sarah sat up and scooted close to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Thank you for thinking of things when they’ve slipped my mind. Thank you for picking up the slack when I’m a completely careless idiot of a spy.”
“You weren’t an idiot at all. And that’s what partnerships are for, am I right? You’ve swept up after my stupid ass more times than I can even coun—”
Sarah didn’t let her partner even finish his sentence. She leaned in, taking his face in her hands, and she kissed him.
When she pulled back, she had to bite her lip to keep from giggling at the dazed look on his face. That would never get old, how no matter what they did to each other in bed, a simple kiss could still cause him to make that face.
“I’m starving,” she breathed then, and he chuckled, scooting out of bed.
“I’ll make—”
“No.” She clambered out of bed next to him and put a hand on his chest. “You saved the day, Agent Carmichael. I’ve got breakfast. You get back into bed and get some rest. You’ve earned it.”
“I think you’re giving me way too much credit,” he said, shaking his head with another chuckle, his grin wide on his handsome face. “But I am tired. And also hungry. So I’m gonna let you have this.”
He crawled back into bed as she giggled and watched, leaving him behind as she wandered out into the condo’s kitchen, rummaging through the fridge for food to eat, glad being in the CIA had perks like not having to do much grocery shopping when you were at a safe house.
Everything was always stocked before you got to it. Usually.
Her own safe houses she kept unbeknownst to the CIA were not stocked. But she had yet to actually have to use one of those.
It was an hour later when she and Chuck finished their breakfast, stacking their plates and coffee cups on the nightstand after eating in bed, and settling back against the pillows.
Sarah smiled to herself at how comfortable this was, being in his arms, her back to his chest, his arms around her torso, his lips pressed to her jawline. He was dotting kisses up to her temple and back down again, grumbling in satisfaction as he tightened his embrace.
She giggled and tilted her head to give him more access to her neck, and he obliged her as always, nibbling at her skin where she most wanted his attention.
“What are the odds Graham decides we need to be undercover for longer than anticipated and we get to just stay here for a really long time?”
“Having the taxpayers pay for us to lounge about eating food, watching Netflix, and making love?” he asked, teasing her earlobe with his teeth.
Sarah snorted softly. “Yeah. That.”
“We could always ask him.”
She scoffed this time. “Yeah, right.”
That made him chuckle.
And then Sarah bit her lip and pushed herself back further into his chest, squirming a bit. She could feel the bump of his cock under his boxer shorts, pressed against the crest of her ass cheek, and she unconsciously rubbed herself against it. He let out a long breath, fanning her messy morning-hair she’d done nothing to fix yet, even though it was nearly noon.
And she didn’t even care.
“You know, I thought about something while I was making breakfast…”
“Hm…?”
“In spite of who the third was in our threesome, it was pretty…well, hot. At the end of the day, the things we did with her, the things she pushed us into, felt really amazing. And I bet that recording would’ve been pretty sexy to watch.” She paused. “For us, I mean. Fuck Georgina Poole. She can go fuck herself.”
He laughed, his chest bouncing against her. “Uh, yeah. She can. And probably does often. What with that double-edged sword of hers.”
“Which I’m getting for us to play with.”
“Mmmmm I know.” She felt him pause, and she waited for him to continue. “Actually, to be honest with you, I, uh…um…had the same thought. I mean, about it being sexy to watch. I bet it’d be the hottest thing ever for, well, us to watch. Together.”
She hummed. “Yeah, really. It’s just too bad it’s gone, huh?”
He didn’t respond and she frowned a little, turning her face towards him so she could look at him out of the corner of her eye. “…Chuck?” He didn’t say anything. “Agent Carmichael?”
His eyes narrowed and he pulled his lips between his teeth, tilting his head. “What if I told you that it’s not completely gone? Would you…would you want to watch it?”
The spy felt a twinge between her legs, right where they met. And she shifted her body so that her side was against his chest and she could look at him in the face. “Yeeees…” She gave him a suspicious look. “Chuck, did you not really delete it?”
Her partner winced a bit. “Wellllll…She doesn’t have it. But, uh, I might. I might’ve stolen it before deleting it.”
Sarah’s jaw fell open and she gaped at him. “Did you take it for yourself to watch late at night after I fall asleep, Agent Carmichael?” That twinge was now an outright throbbing.
“I took it for us, actually. I was watching your face all night as we had sex with her and I could tell how good it was all making you feel, how much you liked it. Even the parts when it was just the two of you.”
“It did feel good. Wasn’t it the same for you?”
“Oh, hell yeah. That’s why I took it. I thought maybe we could watch, the two of us, and maybe…have some fun.”
Her body was crying out for some release now, that morning horniness she sometimes woke up with raging to life inside of her now. And she squirmed against him again to feel that his penis was hardening against her hip.
She laughed, positively beaming at him as he scrambled up out of bed and dashed for his laptop.
He stopped after he got it out of its case then and turned to look at her. “Wait, you want to do this now, right? I feel like I need to check just in case.”
“Get the freakin’ thing set up and bring it over here right damn now.”
Absolute lust spilled over his features and he clenched his jaw. “Good, that was what I thought.” He went right back to his computer and pulled it up quickly, before racing back to the TV that was set up on the rolling bookcase against the wall across from their bed.
Oh God, he was putting it on the big screen.
Oh God oh God oh God.
“Hold on,” she said quickly, lunging out of bed and racing over to join him. “I’ll help you, but we should move it closer to the bed. So we can see it easier.”
“It is a little too far away from the bed, isn’t it? I noticed that last night.”
“For this especially, yeah…”
She was in a full-on heat, already imagining what it would be like to have the video of her and Chuck in a threesome playing on this massive TV, the sounds of their enjoyment echoing through the room…
They moved it closer carefully, but were still very quick about it. And as Chuck scrambled over to his backpack to grab his cord to connect his laptop to the TV, she noticed he was practically quivering in anticipation.
At least she wasn’t alone.
It took another five minutes before the laptop picture appeared on the TV screen, his desktop absolutely massive as she crawled onto the bed and knelt there, waiting. She was trying to be patient, but she literally had to bite her tongue to keep from telling him to hurry up.
Finally, the video was there, along with Georgina’s bare ass. Chuck made it full screen and set the laptop on the ground then, pressing play and standing up, turning to face her then as Georgina moved away and she could see herself splayed on the bed with Chuck absolutely drilling her.
Her hands were draped over his ass, yanking him desperately inside of her. Every single one of his thrusts had her legs jerking on either side of his hips. It was so sexy.
Chuck joined her on the bed, just sitting next to her, folding his legs up to his chest and holding them there.
“Wicked technique,” she breathed to him, still watching.
“Thank you. I really love it when you grab me like that, though. For future reference. It’s so possessive. It felt like you were telling her that I was yours and it was seriously hot.”
“That’s exactly what I was doing,” she admitted, having to spread her knees a bit on the mattress. She was getting really wet watching this.
And then Georgina had to ruin it, putting a stop to what she and Chuck were doing.
“Hold on there, you two…”
Sarah watched as she was requested to get up against the headboard. And then Georgina crawled up between her legs. Then she grabbed Chuck by his hand and pulled him up behind her. “Doggy style.”
As she asked for it to be hard and wild, Sarah watched as her own blue eyes slid up to look at Chuck. Their silent communication over Georgina’s head was palpable. It was hot, frankly.
Chuck sank his cock into Georgina as she yelled, “Fuck me, Mr. Vincent! Fuck me!” And he immediately started to jam himself into her fast, their bodies slapping so that she and Chuck could hear it where they sat, here on the bed in their condo.
Sarah wet her lips as she watched herself cast her eyes down and stare at Georgina’s bouncing breasts, taking in every last inch of the sight of Chuck fucking the other woman doggy style. Had she been turned on by it? She’d been so in the moment that she hadn’t realized. She looked pretty into it.
“Harder than that! I want it rough!” their mark cried out, arching her back and starting to shove herself back against Chuck’s groin.
Chuck hunched over the brunette’s back and started yanking her roughly onto his dick, his balls thumping loudly against her ass. The growl of effort that he emitted practically set Sarah on fire now as she watched it on the big screen TV.
Without even realizing what she was doing, she reached over to Chuck and pushed his legs down, out of the way, and immediately tucked her hand in the front of his boxers.
“Sarah,” he breathed, as she curled her fingers around his thick, hard penis. She squeezed him and he thrusted into her hand.
She started pumping her fist up and down his cock as he fucked Georgina even harder on screen, and she watched her own face, seeing the exact moment when she got the idea of what to do next.
With both hands, onscreen-Sarah grabbed the scientist’s head and slammed her face down onto her sex between her thighs. Georgina gave out a muffled cry of surprise, and Sarah’s face immediately crumbled in ecstasy at the feeling of the other woman eating her out.
“Oh my God,” Chuck growled out, and Sarah realized she’d been unconsciously fwapping the hell out of her partner’s dick while watching the screen. He grabbed her wrist to stop her, and as she turned to look at him, she saw he was so turned on by what he was seeing on the TV.
He surprised her then, because he rolled over to block her view of it, straddling her and grabbing her panties, yanking them down her legs and tossing them out of his way.
He stopped blocking her view of the TV then when he flattened himself between her thighs and shoved his arms under her legs, holding her with both hands flat on her lower stomach, and eating her out.
“Oh, Chuck!” she yelped, watching him immediately dig in. He slurped and sucked on her relentlessly as she cried out over and over.
His mouth left her for just a moment. “Watch the video,” he panted, and then he dove back in, sticking his tongue inside of her and swirling it as he sucked.
“Oh!!! Shit!”
With great difficulty, Sarah swung her gaze back up to the TV.
Chuck was really pumping his cock into their mark, and his face was reddening. That was when she’d chosen to grab him, startle a bit of control back into him, since he was really losing himself in the wildness of fucking her from behind.
The Chuck here between her legs gave her pussy a long lick and she let out a “Hnnnng baby yes…” but kept her gaze on the screen, like he wanted her to. This was fucking amazing.
“That feel good?” onscreen-Chuck grumbled to onscreen Sarah.
And without knowing what she was doing, Sarah answered the onscreen question herself with a tight, “Nnnhnnn” and a nod. She was losing her mind, maybe. Or perhaps just losing her grasp on reality. But this was so so so damn good.
She felt Chuck’s teeth graze her wetness and she knew he was probably laughing at her a little bit for answering his onscreen persona. She didn’t care, as long as he stayed there and kept doing that with his tongue. “Nnng!! Keep going!” she commanded. “Oh you’re so good. You’re so much better at this than she was,” she breathed, even though watching the woman eat her out was actually adding quite a bit to the experience.
Her gaze dropped to Georgina, her back arched as she pushed Sarah’s legs apart and began sucking hard, her cheeks puffing in and out.
Chuck groaned and slurped, jamming his tongue inside of her again, and she felt it acutely. Having him do such an amazing job on her now just confirmed what she’d thought then. Chuck was better.
“Yesssss!” she hissed.
And then she watched as she reached up to grab Chuck’s face as he leaned over Georgina’s back, tugging him in for a hot, open-mouthed kiss. When she moved her lips to his ear, she remembered what she’d said right then. She’d wanted him not to judge her for what she was doing next.
A few moments later, Georgina was grinding her pussy into Sarah’s hard, tribbing her roughly. Chuck must’ve heard what had started on the screen because he pulled back and glanced over his shoulder, replacing his mouth with his fingers and rubbing her clitoris in quick circles as he watched.
“I’m sorry. I know I’m going to hell for saying this because she’s a bad, bad person. But this really is so fucking hot to watch,” he admitted.
Sarah thrust her snatch against Chuck’s fingers and then she reached down and caught his hand. “Wait…get up here.” Chuck followed orders, crawling up to sit next to her, facing her.
“Boxers off.”
He shoved them down and tossed them away. And because she’d experienced what was happening onscreen herself, she felt alright sacrificing the opportunity to watch when she told him to face the TV.
Her partner shifted around to face the TV, and she immediately dove in from the side to take his penis into her mouth, kneeling over his lap. She didn’t play around or tease, instead pushing her lips down, down, down…sinking his cock into her mouth and eventually feeling his tip against the fleshy part of her throat.
She took a few deep breaths through her nose and swallowed as he cried out, “Sarah! Oh God!”
On the screen, Sarah could hear Georgina’s “Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” as she fucked her pussy hard. She’d been too embarrassed to see Chuck’s reaction at the time, and she was missing his reaction in the video again as she pleasured him with her mouth around his dick, but as she deep-throated him one last time, hearing his tight voice cry out her name, she thought of a solution.
Pulling her mouth away, she swung a leg over to straddle his lap, facing him, and she reached down to ease his cock inside of her. “Ahhhh,” she murmured, clenching her eyes shut at how good it felt, how thick and hard he was. And then she took a deep breath and glanced back over her shoulder.
She’d rolled Georgina onto her back now and had grabbed the headboard, fucking her mark relentlessly, rubbing her clit on hers almost roughly. She was going in so hard, the brunette’s breasts were bouncing. Sarah turned back to look at Chuck. His brown eyes were much darker in the heat of sex than they were usually and they were riveted on her fucking their mark onscreen. She could hear how wet their coupling was, and she heard the unmistakable sound of Georgina climaxing.
Sarah leaned in and whispered in Chuck’s ear. “You like watching me make another woman come, baby?”
She felt him shiver as she dragged her hands over his upper back, hugging him. And she gently thrusted her hips forward to feel him shift inside of her, clenching her ass to tighten her walls and squeeze his dick.
“Mmmm. It’s incredibly sexy, I can’t lie,” he answered, his voice a deep grumble she felt in his chest that was pressed against hers.
“Oooohhh!! Oh baby!! That’s it!!!”
“Like that, bitch?”
She watched closely as Chuck’s face collapsed into utter ecstasy at what he was seeing and hearing on screen, hers and Georgina’s voices coming in loud and clear. “You sure you never did this before?”
Sarah focused on clenching and unclenching, moving slowly, her thrusts shallow, short jerking strokes of his cock. She was maximizing the acute pleasure points of his that she knew so well, allowing him to be further turned on by her fucking their mark in the recording.
“Oh, God…you’re putting your fingers in her pussy. Sarah, you’re so fucking hot, holy shit.”
That’s right, she did do that. Which meant…She knew what was coming next.
As he watched, Chuck’s eyes widened, his body shook a bit under hers, and he braced one hand on the mattress next to his ass, rounding her lower back with his other arm. Then he began to bounce himself hard up into her center. He was going in on her hard and almost desperate. Like what he was seeing was making him absolutely insane he was so turned on. Like he needed her that bad from watching what he was watching.
Then his fingers were tucked between them, rolling her clit, sliding down to get wet from their pre-cum.
And just as she heard Georgina’s “That’s what I want! Do it!! DO IT!!”, Sarah felt Chuck slip his fingers between her asscheeks and sink just one into her asshole.
“Oh FUCK!” she yelled, tightening her grip on him. “Fuck! Nng!”
She hadn’t expected him to finger her ass, but she knew why he was. She was fingering Georgina’s ass in the recording. Holy shit, this man was unrivaled in the sack. He was unbelievable. “Oh God Chuck…yes!” Her voice quivered. “Yes! You know just what to do to me,” she panted.
“Fuck!” she heard Georgina yelp.
And then she felt Chuck’s finger go in as deep as possible before he curled it right into that spot. Her body jerked and she let out a ragged cry. “Mmnggg Chuck…oh baby please…I’m almost there…” she whined. “Come on…”
She began to bounce a little on his cock, listening to Georgina’s cries of ecstasy as she fingered her ass, letting out her own cries of ecstasy as Chuck fingered her asshole at the same time. He curled his finger again and she yelled, “OH YES! More!”
Then she heard Georgina come, the soft squelching sound of the woman’s squirting orgasm.
Chuck pulled his finger out of her ass then and she almost clenched her jaw at him in frustration, especially when he eased her off of his cock. “She squirted,” he panted. “I don’t care what else happens in this recording, Agent Walker. I’m gonna make you squirt, too.”
Her frustration was gone immediately.
Chuck grabbed her by her hips and forced her to turn around, pushing her so that she was on all fours. He teased her with his fingers first, dipping them first inside of her pussy, rubbing her g-spot for half a minute as she gasped and whimpered, pressing her face into the bed, and then he switched to bury them in her ass. With two of his fingers buried in her hole, she began to rock back against it, chancing a quick glance at the screen, in spite of Chuck saying he didn’t care what happened next in the recording.
A part of her wondered if it was because he knew Georgina was getting that toy. The same toy she’d stuck inside of his ass without his permission.
Did it embarrass him, maybe? Had it hurt him?
Or maybe he had his fingers in her ass and she should focus on that.
“Yes, baby!” she gasped as he curled them into the spot again. Her ass spasmed around his fingers, clenching.
And then Chuck shoved her all the way into the bed so that she was prone, her front pressed into the mattress, and he removed his fingers.
With one hand stroking her asscheek, she felt the other pull them apart to make room. And then his damp penis was sliding up and down her crack.
“Put it in,” she panted. “C’mon, Chuck. I want you in my ass.”
He went slowly, easing his thick cock into her asshole, going slowly, inch by inch. “Hnng your ass is so tight and hot,” he breathed, his voice catching in his throat as she thrusted back, clenching her ass. “Shit, baby…whoa…”
“Ahhh!” She gritted her teeth then at how filling he was in her ass especially. “Fuck my ass, Chuck. I want it hard,” she whimpered. And when he held onto her hips to keep her still, starting to thrust his cock into her ass harder than he usually did when they were in this position, Sarah bit down on her own lip hard enough that she thought maybe she tasted a bit of blood.
She didn’t care. Instead she cried out. “Agent Carmichael! Oh fuck yeah!”
Sarah had no idea what was going on in the video now, and it didn’t even occur to her to look. She couldn’t hear it over the sounds both of them were making, his rough grunts and the way he groaned her name loudly when she started to bounce her ass into his thrusts, and her high-pitched, breathless whimpers, the way she whined encouragement, begging him…for what she didn’t know. But she kept squeaking out, “Please! Please baby, yes! Oh please!”
“Oh my God!” Chuck ground out between his teeth. He reached down around her body and yanked her up then so that her torso was upright and parallel to his, both of them kneeling on the bed. “I want you to watch this,” he panted in her ear, his voice ragged. “I didn’t think it’d be this much of a turn on.”
Sarah blinked a few times, still driven half-mad by the sensation of Chuck’s cock deep in her asshole, even deeper now with this current position. And she eventually focused on the video.
Georgina was draped over Chuck’s back as he lie draped over her own back. Their mark had the dildo she’d strapped on halfway in his ass and with the angle of the camera, Sarah could see the wet rubber toy slipping into Chuck’s hole, over and over with her thrusts.
Sarah could see the absolute rage in her own eyes as Chuck held his hand over her mouth. She’d been so angry, so livid, and so confused about what was happening.
“I didn’t realize how furious you were,” Chuck breathed in her ear. “I don’t know why it’s so fucking hot right now, seeing you with that much rage in your eyes.”
“I think maybe you’re psychotic,” she breathed out, squirming her ass against his crotch and whimpering at the feeling of him shifting inside of her. He laughed breathlessly. “But then, so am I, because this is probably one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.”
“Then keep watching,” he growled, and just like that, he tightened his arm around her lower stomach, planted his knees, pushed at one of her ass cheeks to spread them with his free hand, and he began to thrust roughly up into her ass.
“Oh fuck!” she yelped, forcing herself to keep her eyes on the screen. “Yee-e-e-e-es!” her voice came out with beats in it, coinciding with every single thumping stroke of his cock into her.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
“You like it in the ass?” she heard Georgina ask Chuck, and the woman started to push the dildo deeper into his ass. As it continued, her ass cheeks clenching with each of her swinging thrusts, Chuck’s pleasure got louder, and he finally started to match Georgina’s thrusts with his own into Sarah’s snatch beneath him.
The look on his face, though…
God, there was nothing hotter. She didn’t see any pain there, but shock, awe, and absolute lust at it’s most base level. “It’s…Agghh!! Ohhh!! A strange…” Georgina smacked a a thrust hard into his ass and he cursed. “Fuck!! A strange feeling but…” Sarah saw herself reach up to thread her fingers through Chuck’s hair and she reached up and did the same to him now, her face twisted in unbridled ecstasy. He growled into her ear as she pulled his hair. “God that’s fucking good,” his onscreen persona grumbled.
Chuck gave her a quick yank so that her back thumped into his chest then as Georgina forced him up onto all fours in the video. Sarah whimpered with a “ah!!”, feeling Chuck’s penis drag against the front wall of her anus. Her body shook but she didn’t orgasm. She could feel her own cum start to drip down the inside of her thigh though.
Then Chuck’s other arm wrapped around her so that he was bear hugging her from behind, and he started to thrust into her hard. Each stroke was actually pretty rough, long, a quick, hard smash of his cock deep into her ass where he’d hold it for a second, and ease back again, before repeating.
Stars danced in her vision as she yelled. “YES!!! FUCK!!!” She let out a ragged cry of absolute pleasure blindly felt behind her with both hands so that she could grab onto any part of him she could find.
“Yeah,” he growled out. “Take that cock, Sarah. I love! your! ass!”
She heard and watched as Georgina finally climaxed, her body shaking against Chuck’s, and then she pulled out of him and unstrapped the dildo, demanding Sarah try the same.
And Sarah remembered as Georgina requested Chuck fuck her ass, as she watched herself mouth ‘Hard’ at her partner, the thought she’d had as she watched Chuck absolutely tear the bitch’s ass apart. She’d wanted that same rough treatment sometime in the future.
And she was getting it now.
“Oh that’s it!” she cried out. “Take my ass! Make it yours!!”
Chuck groaned against her jawline and strained to make his thrusts even rougher, making Sarah’s teeth click together as he surged into her.
On the screen, Sarah and Chuck were now practically gang-banging their mark, Sarah underneath with the dildo buried in Georgina’s pussy, Chuck’s cock buried in the brunette’s ass.
And between Chuck’s rough strokes into her asshole, Sarah heard him on screen, panting, “Oh, yeah! Fuck, this ass is so good!”
Chuck’s teeth trapped her earlobe and she felt him suck on it a bit, before he turned his lips against her ear. “Your ass is so much better, Agent Walker.”
She let out a panting laugh, reveling in the intimacy when he slowed down and moved a hand up to squeeze her breath, his lips against the soft skin between her neck and her shoulder.
She’d somehow managed to get Georgina towering over her in the Amazon position in the video, with Chuck holding onto Sarah’s legs as they stretched up. And as the brunette started to swing her hips wildly to fuck the dildo Sarah wore while also fucking Chuck’s dick with her anus, Sarah felt an insanely delicious pressure start behind her belly button.
“Oh fuck, is that what the Amazon position looks like?” she asked in a panting whimper.
Chuck was silent for a moment, and she felt his breath against her cheek. “I can’t,” he gasped then. “I can’t hold back. I need you.”
His voice was desperate, and as she glanced over her shoulder at him, she saw he was staring at the screen with an almost insatiable lust, his mouth gaping.
Just like that, the pressure behind her belly button increased. And Chuck slipped two fingers down to rub between her labia as he fucked her ass hard again. He went fast, rough, grunting and growling. And then his fingers slipped into her pussy and he began pumping, curling his fingers to hit her g-spot.
“N-No…no no no!” she whimpered. “Oh, fuck yeah!!!!”
“Is it no or yes?” he asked breathlessly, fucking her so damn hard her whole body felt like it would combust any second.
She laughed with him, not knowing which way was up or down.
She heard Georgina coming onscreen over and over again.
“Hnnnnnggg! Nnngg ngggggg!!!”
Sarah pushed herself back against Chuck’s crotch hard and she felt her orgasm spill over her. If she had any control over any part of her mind in that moment, she might’ve described her climax as violent. The way her body shook, her nails digging into Chuck’s arms behind her, the rabid outcry that she emitted, the way she hunched forward, body so tense it was a wonder she didn’t pull a muscle somewhere.
She heard and felt the spray of her cum, that spurting sound, his hand wet as he cupped her.
He pulled out and she flopped to the side, completely spent. She felt Chuck’s hand fall onto her thigh, rubbing, massaging. And she focused on doing whatever she could to catch her breath.
She heard Chuck give off a soft groan and turned her head to look at him. He was on his back, propped up with his elbows behind him, staring at the screen, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth. She slid her gaze down his body, tan and chiseled, damp with sweat, and she stopped at his cock that was still sticking straight up.
Following his own gaze she saw that she was fucking Georgina with the dildo onscreen now, Chuck sitting off to the side and watching hungrily. She felt no small amount of satisfaction when she caught his brown eyes landing on her clenching ass, watching her strain with every hard thrust of the toy into the other woman’s pussy.
At least she knew she wasn’t alone in loving the sight of a tight ass during fucking. Or maybe it was just her tight ass? She hadn’t seen Chuck as interested in Georgina’s ass earlier.
Sarah rolled over to the nightstand and grabbed tissues, allowing them both to clean up a bit after their mess…or was it technically her mess, since she was the one whose cum was everywhere…?
When they finished, Sarah sidled up against Chuck’s body. She was sensitive, both her pussy and her clitoris, and she felt almost an ache in her ass since she’d begged for him to go so hard and rough on her. So instead of swinging a leg over and mounting him like she wanted to, perhaps keeping her head low so that he could continue watching her fuck Georgina in the video, Sarah curled her fingers around his cock and began to gently twist her fist around him.
“Mmmmm,” he hummed, eyelids fluttering.
“Did you like watching me fuck her with that strap-on?” she asked in a low voice, teasing his earlobe with her teeth.
“I can’t lie to you. It’s pretty hot.”
Sarah glanced behind her as Georgina forced them both to sit up and began bucking roughly in her lap. She could still feel that sensation of the rubber cock inside of her, thumping back and forth between her walls as her mark rode her so fast and hard. It made her shiver and she unconsciously squeezed Chuck’s cock harder, making his body jerk.
“Ah! Oh, baby,” he growled.
Sarah began sliding her fist up and down then, switching between watching her and Georgina in the video and turning back to watch Chuck’s face as he watched and was simultaneously receiving an expert hand job. At least, she thought her hand jobs were expert-level. He seemed to enjoy the hell out of them.
She glanced back again and saw that she had Georgina leaning over her and was bouncing the faux-cock up into the other woman’s pussy. She watched it disappear over and over, listening to the delicious sound of it.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Sarah started pumping Chuck hard, then…jerking him off with a fury. He clenched his ass and abdomen, arching off of the mattress, groaning, his fists twisting in the sheets beneath him.
And as Georgina finally orgasmed in the video, Sarah leaned down to bite Chuck’s skin just over his pelvic bone, a gentle nip that left a little mark. His body shivered and she felt his cum leak down from his tip to cover her fingers and his cock between them in rivulets of thick white seed.
“Oh God, that’s so good,” he panted, throwing his head back and thrusting against her hand, more cum seeping out.
When she’d pumped him dry, she wiped off her hand and draped herself over him. He chuckled breathlessly and scooted them both up the bed to lean back against the pillows.
And they stayed like that, her back against his chest, his arms around her, watching the rest of the sexual encounter they’d had with their mark. It took a long time before the video got to the point where they saw Sarah finally get a chance to knock the bitch out.
And then, just like that, it was done.
The screen minimized itself on Chuck’s desktop when the video finished, but neither of them moved. For Sarah, it was just too comfortable, lying here like this, her legs spread to let the cool air grace her sensitive sex, lave the ache there from the past twenty-four hours of intense fucking.
“I hope the people in this country appreciate what we did for them,” Chuck finally said.
And she laughed, hearing the humor in the way his voice cracked. She turned over and burrowed her face under his chin, snuggling him, knowing that this partnership was so much more than the job, so much more than the sex.
There was something deep here, something unbridled but safe, incredibly new and different but trustworthy.
She wouldn’t put a label on it, she wouldn’t give it a name. Not just then, when the silence was so warm and comfortable between them. But deep down she knew what it was, and in that moment, she wasn’t afraid of it. Not even a little bit.
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