Page 37 of Felix and the Spy
When his orgasm slowed, he opened his eyes, smiling down at her. Reflected in his eyes, her hair was a mess, and her mouth was filled with his cock. God, she looked so good. Like she was his. Like he was hers.
She pulled him out of her mouth when she felt him go limp. With her eyes meeting his, she swallowed his cum.
Felix’s breathing grew ragged. “You’re trying to kill me.”
His face was lined with sweat, flushed and pleasured. Her hands rested on his dick, slowly stroking his member. When he raised an eyebrow, wanting her to let go, she said, “I licked it. Now it’s mine.”
A throaty laugh vibrated in his chest. “You say the naughtiest things.”
Reluctantly, she let go of his cock, and threw her arms around him. They embraced for a long while, waiting for their heartbeats to return to normal. When he calmed down, he pulled his trousers up and buttoned them up. He adjusted his shirt and cleared his fogged glasses.
“Who would’ve thought it’d be so good to have your cock sucked in an alley? I bow to your superior talent.” She smirked, licking the taste of him off her lips. Returning her book, He ran his fingers through her messy hair, lightly massaging her scalp. “Was I too rough?”
“No, you were perfect.” She reached up on her toes and kissed him. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer, tasting his cum and her desire. She opened her mouth and drew out his tongue.
Inflamed by the taste of her lover’s lips, Amara didn’t hear the footsteps that stopped next to them. When someone cleared their throat, she stopped kissing. They pulled apart, but it was too late.
“What’s going on here?”
Darius’ bright eyes gazed at her and Felix, entwined in an embrace, tongues in each other’s mouths. She burst apart on instinct.
“Felix? Amara?” Michael’s sweet voice plunged her into the cold waters of dread. “Are you two—“
He couldn’t even finish the sentence. General Darius and Michael stood hand in hand, gaping at the sight that greeted them. Amara’s lips were swollen, her hair askew, and Felix’s clothes were disheveled at best. It was no secret what they’d been doing here.
Her heart thudded, threatening to choke her with anxiety. Felix righted his spectacles and watched the two angels standing in the light. It was too late to pretend they’d bumped into each other at the festival. Not when his tongue had been inside her mouth seconds ago.
“General Darius.” Felix sounded calm. “I’m glad you found the time to attend the festival this year. Have you seen the flowers yet?”
How was he speaking like they were at a ball, not in a back alley, caught making out? Was it his experience as a spy that made him so immune to sudden surprises?
“Ah, yes,” Darius was momentarily distracted by Felix’s calm tone, while Michael stared open-mouthed at her. “They were quite unique.” His moss green eyes swung to her shifting from foot to foot restlessly. The air was thick with unasked questions.
“Amara and I came together.” Felix’s silver eyes were on hers. “You see, we’re—”
“Having an affair!” Amara burst out. Darius’ eyes went wide.
“What!?” That came from Michael.
“I’d really appreciate it if you could keep this to yourself.”
“Yes…of course….” Michael blinked profusely, a bead of sweat condensing on his forehead. “It’s just…Amara and Felix, huh…I never thought,” He shook his head. “You took me by surprise.”
“So, at the ball, were you two together…?” She’d never seen the eloquent General Darius so tongue-tied in her entire life. He shook his head. “Never mind. Does anyone else know?”
“No,” Felix replied.
“And we prefer to keep it that way.”
A long moment of silence passed in which she glared at everyone. Felix moved closer to her, holding her hand in solidarity. “What we do outside of work is nobody’s business. I’m sure you agree.”
“I understand.” Darius’s perceptive green eyes returned to his partner. He grabbed Michael’s hand, pulling him away. “We were never here. We never saw you both kissing in an alley, and we never spoke to you. If anyone asks me, that’s what I’ll say.”
“Thank you.” Felix was calm, but General Darius was still watching them both with keen interest.
“Well, we should get going,” Michael said, rather uncomfortable with what they’d witnessed. “You two have a good night.”
With that, the both of them disappeared, leaving Felix and Amara alone in the darkness.
