Operation: Thrustmaster (Rock Hardin: Agent of A.S.S. Book 1) (11 page)

Chapter Seven

     
After getting proper medical attention from the British army, the two agents and their companion boarded the jet which had been waiting for them. Rock collapsed into a seat of the luxury jet and looked around for where they kept the alcohol. Now safe and sound on their way back to the states, he let himself relax completely. The aches and pains of his travels began to wear him down once his adrenalin wore off. He’d refused a painkiller from the medic, taking only aspirin instead as he liked to keep his mind sharp unless the pain was debilitating.
 

     
Maverick, the lucky bastard, had gotten shot...but only a scrape across the top of his shoulder, taken while he’d been ducking down again behind cover. Their search of the enemy agents had yielded nothing… no identification, no papers, and no insignia of any sort. Who this Society was remained a mystery, but it would be one which would have to unraveled later.
 

     
Cynthia took the seat beside him and put her seat belt on as the plane began to move. She stroked Rock’s cheek, and he smiled at her, taking her hand in his and planting a kiss on it. “You’ll be home soon, and put all this behind you,” he said, trying to reassure her.
 

     “
What about us?” she asked, and he perked a brow.
 

     “
We move in different circles,” he said, honest regret staining his voice. “And you know what I do…. I’m not really… boyfriend material.” He hadn’t wanted to have this talk on the plane, but it was probably better to get it out of the way with now.
 

     
She shook her head, her blonde hair falling forward to hide her eyes. “I’m not asking for a commitment or anything,” she said. “Just… you know… when you’re in Washington…?”
 

     “
You’re going to stay with your dad?” he asked, trying to subtly change the subject.
 

     “
For a while, yeah, I think so,” she said, her voice soft. “Would you mind? Calling me, sometime, that is.”
 

     
He thought it over, wanting to give her an honest answer. “I could do that, yeah, but I’m not promising anything,” he said. “I could be gone for weeks, months at a time, and you don’t want to wait around for me.”
 

     She made a rude noise and he frowned slightly at it. “I just want to have a good time while I have you,” Cindy said. “I’m not
asking
for anything.”
 

     
As the jet leveled off, he released his seatbelt and turned towards her. Cynthia closed the distance between them, kissing him softly. He returned her gentle kisses, cupping her face as he did, fingers splayed over her cheek and neck. She deepened the kiss, turning it more passionate than romantic, her tongue flicking out to tease him as she invited him further in. Rock took the invitation, taking control of the kiss as his desire was roused once more by this intoxicating woman. Would he call her while he was in Washington? Of course he would… he’d be hard pressed to stay away.
 

     “
Don’t let me interrupt you two,” Maverick said, the sarcasm dripping from his words. Rock jerked his head back, and glanced to his fellow agent. “I’ll just enjoy the show.”
 

     
Cindy released her seatbelt and stood. “You were brave too,” she said, moving to Burt, her hips swaying provocatively. She ran a hand down his tight shirt, feeling his body from neck to waist as Rock looked on. “And maybe you both deserve a reward,” she said, her voice sultry.
 

     Burt caught Rock’s gaze over Cindy’s head and perked a brow. Rock caught his meaning and shrugged his shoulders slightly; he was up for it if the other guy was. Maverick turned back to Cindy, sliding an arm around her waist. “Now, little lady,” he said, his voice turning hoarse as he almost growled the words. “What sort of reward were you thinking of?”
     Cynthia pressed against him, rubbing her body over his as she tipped her head up towards Burt, licking her lips invitingly. “What kind do you think, Agent Maverick?” Rock knew all too well her irresistible charms, and the look she was probably giving him… the look of desire and want. Just watching the two of them together was making him hard, yet he held back for the moment, waiting.
 

     
Burt bent and kissed her, hard from the look. She made a muffled whimpering sound as Burt reached down and cupped her ass, forcing her against him. The girl writhed against the big man, soft sounds of desire and pleasure escaping her throat as Maverick moved from kissing her lips to her neck. While he massaged her ass with one hand, his other drew her coat back, slipping it off of her arms until he could discard it on the floor. Cynthia turned and looked at Rock over her shoulder, her head motioning for him to come join them.
 

     
He didn’t have to be asked twice. As he approached, Burt moved his hand from Cindy’s ass, putting it on her hip instead, giving Rock room to press against her. His cock hard, he rubbed it against her, bending to kiss her shoulders and run his hands down her sides. She moaned in between the two men, writhing, turning him on more and more. Burt stepped back for a moment, and raised her arms. Rock took the hint and raised her shirt up over her head, discarded without a second thought. With hands trembling from desire, he unhooked her bra, and she let her arms fall forward so Maverick could remove the material. “God, you’re gorgeous,” he breathed, looking at her full, voluptuous chest.
 

     “
Isn’t she?” Rock said, running his fingers down her spine, causing her to shiver. He hooked his thumbs into the waist of her jean shorts and tugged, pulling them down so she could step out of them, leaving her naked and wanton.
 

     
Maverick made a noise in his throat, and cupped her breasts. From the sounds she made, Hardin thought he was flicking the nipples, teasing her. He pressed forward again, unzipping his own jacket and discarding it so he could slide his naked flesh against hers, delighting in the heat between them. He kissed her shoulders as his hands smoothed down her sides and reached forward, caressing her hips as he reached for her pussy. He ran his fingers over her soft hair and spread her lips with one hand, teasing her open with the other. Under the men’s ardent attention, Cynthia moaned and gasped, affirming everything they did with a soft, “Yes… yes...yes….”
 

     
Burt kissed her once more as Rock nipped at her shoulder lightly, tasting her soft, beautiful skin as he stroked her clit gently. There was so much he wanted to do, and he kept rubbing his cock against her firm ass gently, yet insistently, wanting her. Cindy broke away from the two of them, her face flushed with desire. “I want to taste you,” she breathed, using Rock’s jacket to cushion her knees as she lowered herself to the floor in front of the two men. She reached forward for Rock first, unzipping his pants and bringing his cock out. It pulsed in her hand as she stroked him, and he was mesmerized when she leaned forward and licked the tip. Her eyes met his, electricity sparking between the two of them.
 

     Right when he was going to thrust into her mouth, she abandoned him, leaving him bereft. Turning her attention to Maverick, she looped a finger through his belt and drew him closer. She unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned, and unzipped him as well. When she pulled his cock out, Rock couldn’t help but to compare, noting absently that his was longer, but Burt’s thicker.
Not a time for competition,
he chided himself.
 

     
Cynthia got her hand around Maverick’s shaft, and began to pump him slowly, working him up before she leaned forward and licked the head. Burt moaned softly at the sensation, and Rock adjusted himself, knowing how good her mouth felt. When she noticed him stroking himself, she shooed his hand away with hers, and took over the action. As she took the head of Mav’s cock into her mouth, suckling him gently, she stroked both men with the same firm action. Rock sighed and thrust into her hand, savoring the feel of her rolling the skin of his cock up and down in her hand.
 

     
She switched, and suddenly she was sucking his cock, suckling on the head gently yet insistently. Her tongue swirled around him, and he gasped at the pleasure her hot mouth was giving him. Taking him deeper and deeper, he thrust into her throat, moaning all the while. He couldn’t help it. Without warning, she switched cocks once more, and slid her hand over his lubricated shaft, harder and faster. As she swallowed Burt’s cock, she began to moan with the men, pumping the air with her hips.
 

     
Rock wanted to please her, to feel her come on his tongue again, and he pulled her away gently from Mav. “I want to lick you, baby,” he said, kneeling down and spreading their discarded clothing away from the carpeted plane floor. He kissed her, hard, letting her feel the desire he had for her as he laid her down. She went willingly, moaning as his fingers tweaked one of her nipples and ran down further to her pussy. Cynthia’s pussy was wet and hot under his fingers, and he broke the kiss to trail his tongue down her neck to the valley between her breasts.
 

     
In the meantime, Maverick had shed the rest of his clothing and was as naked as she. He knelt down by her head, cock in hand, and bounced it lightly off of her lips as if to remind her she was still there. Cynthia immediately turned her head, and sucked his cock into her mouth, a hand going up to stroke him as Rock kissed her breasts, his hands working them roughly. The agent slid further down and spread her legs. He cupped her ass and lifted her up to meet his mouth and she moaned when he gave her clit a long, slow lick, tasting every bit of her delicious cunt.
 

     
Her moans picked up in intensity and frequency as he licked her clit, taking his time to enjoy her scent and taste. She worked Burt’s cock furiously as her lust drove her forward. Rock continued to taste her, lashing her clit with his tongue over and over again. He gently inserted two fingers inside of her, widening her a little bit. Pumping her pussy as he licked her, he took great pride in how hot she got, how quickly she approached orgasm under his skill. She began to cry out, muffled by Burt’s cock, as the climax ripped through her, making her undulate in his hands as she came. Hardin continued to lick her, trying to get her to come again merely by his tongue. She writhed and moaned, her breasts bouncing in the most delightful way as she rode his tongue.
 

     
When she came down, Rock shed the rest of his clothing as well and moved between her legs. He simply had to have her, and while she sucked Maverick off, he sank into her pussy. Her tightness fought against him, and he groaned at the sensation, sinking into her heat. He thrust hard, causing her bounce, then slowed down her pace, timing his thrusts with Burt’s to make an easier time of it for their lady as she sucked and was fucked.
 

     
The three continued in this way for some time, each groaning and muttering affirmations as they swam together in this sea of pleasure. Rock tried to stretch it out as long as he could, her pussy being so sweet… he never wanted to leave it. “I want to fuck her,” Burt said, his voice hoarse.
 

     Cindy pulled away from his cock, and snorted. “You could ask
me
, you know,” she said, giving his dick another teasing lick.
 

     “
Can I fuck you?” he asked, without missing a beat. She laughed and nodded, and Rock pulled away from her pussy with great reluctance.
 

     
Burt sat down on the ground and gestured for Cynthia to join him. She turned and crawled over to him, turning her head up for a kiss. He met her and they kissed passionately as he lifted her up, and set her on his cock. It sank in with some effort, and she gave a surprise gasp as he entered her. “Oooh… that’s so good,” she murmured, breaking the kiss as Maverick laid back down, his hands on her hips. He moved her this way and that as she bounced up and down on his cock.
 

     
The sight was too much for Rock, and he moved forward, slipping his arms around Cynthia to cup her breasts. “May I take your ass?” he asked, breathing in her ear as he played with her nipples, heightening her desire.
 

     “
Yes,” she moaned. “Oh god yes… I want you two to fuck me hard… please, please…” He obliged her and moved Burt’s legs as he needed to get to her firm ass. Although his cock was still lubricated with her juices, she wasn’t ready to take him right now. He licked his fingers and slid his hand down to her rear, playing with the rim of her ass. She moaned and writhed, panting as he worked her ass, loosening her up and lubricating her so that he could fuck her ass.
 

     
Once she was loose enough, he rubbed his cock over her hole, and gently pushed forward. Cynthia moaned as he did, the extra cock in her stretching her to the limit. Rock reached around and rubbed his palm along one of her nipples before gripping her breast firmly, though not roughly. He pushed himself inside, savoring the sensation of being gripped by her ass before she relaxed into his thrusts. Her ass seemed just as tight and sweet as her pussy, but in a completely different way. It gripped him instead of seeming to suck him, and a guttural moan erupted from his lips.