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Sarah vs Him	By : Irishdrgon Category: 1 through F > Chuck Views: 14751 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Are you sure?”

“Yes absolutely.”

“How long?”

“Well it’s hard to say exactly, but I would say you are a little more than a month along. Congratulations!”

Sarah blanched at the words and her mind swirled.

“Are you ok? Mrs. Bartowski is everything alright?”

“Yes I’m fine doctor. This is a bit of a surprise," she managed to smile.

“Well I take it this unexpected?”

Sarah’s heart dropped in her chest when the doctor said these words to her, because she knew with a large degree of certainty that the child growing inside of her was not that of her husband Chuck.

“You could say that,” she replied.

“Well don't worry Sarah, you are in perfect health and I have delivered almost 3 thousand babies, so you’re in good hands. Please pick up your pre-natal vitamins from the nurse when you make your next appointment," the doctor said as she and he rose in unison to signal the end of the visit.

As she drove home a million thoughts swirled in her head. How could she do it, she asked herself as she drove on. What am I going to do? Why couldn’t I stop him? Why wouldn’t I stop him? Why didn’t he wear a condom? Why didn’t I insist....why I still need him....

She got home and sat down on the sofa still trying to process the news. She was grateful that Chuck was away for the week on business and she would have some time to figure things out. But she also knew that someone else knew Chuck was away, that he knew Chuck was away, and she knew he would want to see her.

Sarah held her head in her hands as she tried to work through the multitude of emotions that has manifested in her. The most prominent one was hate. She hated herself for doing this to Chuck, for doing this to her family, and she hated him for making her need him.

Therein lay the problem…she mused.  She needed him, but why?

Deep down in her heart she knew the reason why. She knew the first night they met.

It started almost 6 years ago during her first month in Burbank…. in a bar.

After a tough mission, in which Chuck was almost killed by the target, Sarah had shown her true destructive power. She killed the target by scissoring his head between her legs, and choking the life out of him. She noticed Chuck watching from the corner as the man’s life ended, and felt him look at her differently than before.

She didn’t know why it bothered her so much at the time, she knew there was no future for them, but maybe a part of her was hoping that there would be. They barely talked on their ride back to his apartment, and she noticed his hesitation and fear when she went in to hug him goodnight. Disgusted with herself, she blew out of the apartment complex and went back to Castle to work out some of her stress, then went to a bar to cool down.

He noticed her as soon as she came in, as did every other red blooded male and probably some females as well. He felt urges he never did as she glided past him and took a seat at the bar. She was dressed in a tight white tank top, which did little to cover her massive chest. Her blue spandex pants were pulled tightly around her magnificent behind and contoured her long toned hers. She pulled her long blonde hair back in a ponytail and stared at the world through light blue eyes.

Sarah was looking to drown sorrows and put the mission behind her, including her confusing feelings for her new asset.   A few brave individuals went up to her, but they were quickly put in their place.

After a little while, the alcohol got to her a bit. She had shot down every one that came up to her, but midway through the evening decided that she wanted to work off some steam, so she turned to survey the room; and find her next conquest. She just wanted to release the pressure that was building up inside of her, and wanted to work out her frustrations on a suitable candidate.

He was on his way to the bar for a refill, and was actually right behind her, when she turned suddenly and knocked him into the bar and caused him to spill his drink.

“Oh I’m sorry,” she said, helping him up and apologizing profusely.

“No it’s my fault,” he said.

“Let me buy you a drink,” she said.

“No it’s ok really,” he smiled at her.

It was just by chance that he approached her at the right time, and more chance that he happened to be her “type.” He was a pretty boy, a former personal trainer, and he was there. That was all she needed.

“No I Insist,” she said while clutching his arm.

“Well thank you. My name is…,”

“No. No names,” Sarah said.

“No names?”

“Yes. No names.”

“Ok. What are you in the CIA or something,” he laughed.

She remained silent.

“Ok. Well,” he began awkwardly.

“Could you call me Brad?”

“Why Brad?”

“So I can pretend I’m Brad Pitt,” he chuckled.

That made her laugh and she invited him to sit down, immediately making him the source of ire of every man in the room.  As the evening wore on, the alcohol continued to flow and Sarah decided the time had come for action.

“Look I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to be alone tonight,” Sarah said.

“Well you see I probably shouldn’t. You see I have a gir...,”

“I don’t care. No life stories, and no consequences,” she said as she put her finger up to his lips.

“And no names,” he replied.

“No names,” she said as she removed the finger from his lips.

She reached down and slowly moved her hand up his legs until it reached its destination, between them.

“Who are you,” he half moaned as he felt her hand begin to rub his bulge.

“Just a girl who doesn’t want to be alone tonight,” she said.

She slowly pulled him by the hand and said “let’s go to my place.”

The walked through the door of her apartment and they were immediately locked in an embrace. They kissed deeply as his hands explored under her shirt, and her hands continued to massage his painfully confined cock. She laid him down on the bed and he pulled her on top of him, and pulled of her shirt.

She ran her fingers through his hair as he unclasped her straining bra, and her wonderful breasts sprang free. He then began to massage them gently, and pressing them both together, took a nipple in his mouth and began to suckle from her. She moaned deeply as she felt him gently bite and suckle from her nipple, while his hand continued to massage the other one.

She tried to rearrange herself and go for his zipper.

“Let me take care of you,” Sarah said moving her hand under his shorts.

But he stopped her.

“No,” he said definitively.

“Why,” Sarah said suddenly shocked and confused, that a man would turn down a blow job. Not only a blow job but her blow job. She was the best and she knew it. She loved to control a man and bend him to her will, by her manipulations.

“You first,” he smiled wickedly and pushed her down on the bed.

What she didn’t know was how much she had affected him. He was consumed by a hunger for her, or more directly, for that beautiful gift between her legs. He moved down to her crotch and opened his mouth. She felt his tongue circle through the thin fabric of her pants, and involuntary shivered as she felt his mouth clamp down on her crotch. He bit into her spandex and tore a hole, and slowly pulled them apart, revealing her now transparent panties. He smiled with delight at the sight of her beautiful fully shaven pussy below the thin fabric.

His desire was getting the best of him now as her flavor coated his tongue, and he sank his teeth into her saturated panties and ripped the crotch out.

“No...Wait. Stop...,”she gasped, taken by surprise at the savage action, but he didn’t stop.

He slowly began to tease her lips by gently caressing them with his tongue, and then he began to slowly force his way inside of her.

"Oh dear God," She moaned as she felt his tongue burrow deep inside of her, probing every square inch of her sex, and driving her closer to release with every flick.

She reached down and gripped his head tightly, her knuckles turning white with the force as his lips slowly encased her clit and began to suck very lightly at first, but then with much more gusto.

His technique was surprisingly effective, and she felt the incredibly smooth and gentle sensation of his tongue on her lips. It like nothing she had experienced before as he took the time to thoroughly and tenderly make love to her femininity. It was a silky sensation that turned her on so much that her muscles started contracting, and couldn’t tell if she was getting even more wet, or if it was just his tongue. Either way, it felt amazing, and she couldn’t help but to squirm and moan.

He could sense her building up like a volcano about to erupt, and when his lips found her clit he knew she would not last much longer.

Then he felt it. Her spastic motion a testament to what was happening.

“Oh God…Oh …fuck…Oh my God…Oh,”she exclaimed as a dam of resistance broke inside of her and a river of pleasure roamed free throughout her entire body. It was as if all of the pleasure points erupted inside of her like one big explosion.

She lay with her eyes closed and chest heaving, while his tongue remained inside of her. She embraced the pressure of his tongue still probing.

I have to have her, he thought to himself as he savored her flavor and moved his way up her chest. He slipped his shorts off and felt his cock get slick from her juices as he quickly dragged it up her body, and lined himself up to take her.

She was just beginning to come down from her high, when she felt the unmistakable sensation of something large being pushed up into her. She opened her eyes and saw his face covered in her juices, then gasped as the head of his large cock began to slide into her ravaged pussy.

“Waaaiiiittt..,” she moaned as his manhood burrowed into her.

She felt the air purge from her lungs as he circled his arms around her thighs and pulled her to him, sinking the rest of him inside. She was so saturated from his oral expertise that his organ slipped easily through the remnants of her spandex and directly inside of her. It happened so fast she was almost in shock, but suddenly he was deep inside of her. She could barely comprehend how quickly he moved.

This wasn’t like her. It was almost as if she surrendered control of her body.

“Wait......I’m not ready,” she whimpered as she felt him go deep.

This wasn’t how she wanted it. She wanted to control it, but she couldn’t, and every bit of her resistance faded with every millimeter that he slipped in. Her eyes widened as she felt his cock go deeper than anyone she had ever had, it filled her completely, but her pussy began to adjust and mold around his cock.

Finally, she felt the invasion end as their pubic bones met and his cock rested close to her cervix. She exhaled slowly and closed her eyes as a new found pleasure began to manifest in her. He began to thrust, which caused a delicious friction inside of her, and began to generate even greater pleasure. Within seconds he increased his thrust and they began an animalistic copulation, in which she had absolutely no control; however, later she would realize the irony of the situation.

Not more than 3 hours ago on her mission a man was on top of her trying to kill her, now a man was on top of her for another reason. The very same legs that she had used to squeeze the life out of her would be killer earlier tonight, were now circling around the back of her new lover, and desperately trying to pull him deeper into her.

He collapsed down on top of her, their heaving bodies drenched with sweat rose and fell with their labored breathing. Sarah grabbed him and kissed him on the mouth, their tongues dancing with one another, as her hands gently stroked his hair. The lay there for a while just listening to the sound of their own breathing, and holding each other tight.

Somewhere during the night they fell asleep. She enjoyed the feeling of his weight on top of her so much, that when she awoke, she was mildly surprised to see that his cock was still buried inside of her.

She rolled off him and broke the fusion of their bodies. Feeling their combined fluids begin to seep out of her; she reached in the night stand to take her morning after pill. She still had an implant which prevented pregnancy, but she always believed in being safe.

But this time she wasn’t safe, and for more reasons than one. She realized that she should have insisted on him wearing a condom, but everything happened so fast that she forgot...and that was the problem, she wasn’t in control.

In her experience, sex was a weapon used to control, but now the tables had turned and she was being controlled. That was a big problem; however that was not the worst part. The worst part was that she liked being controlled.

She knew immediately that something had changed. She felt different, almost like she lost her virginity again with this man. Before sex had been unremarkable, and in some cases, even a mission parameter. She never had real intimacy, and maybe she didn’t have it now, but the sex was so much better. This time being penetrated felt amazing. The first thing was a sensation of being stretched which felt amazing, and continued until he was all the way inside.

She saw him begin to stir and immediately feigned sleep. He noticed her asleep and quickly dressed and wrote a brief note. He then went over and kissed her gently on the forehead, before he dropped the note on his pillow and quietly left the room

That was how it began she mused as her thoughts came back to her present situation. After their first night together she tried to push him out of her thoughts, but she just couldn’t. Within 24 hours she began her surveillance and knew everything about him. She told herself it was for the security of the intersect project, but in reality, she knew what it was really for. It was an opportunity for her to “run into him” or “cross paths with him” by some random chance. But Sarah Walker did not believe in leaving things up to chance, so they met again. They kept meeting for 6 years. They met even though they were both married, and even though he was already a father and his wife was expecting. Now Sarah was expecting too.

It was that thought that lingered in her mind, when she heard the text alert and looked down at her phone.

“We want to see you. The usual place. 1 hour.”

Sarah had a choice to make, but she already knew she would go.
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