Getting Ready

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The rest of our week is spent getting ready for Unit Chief Shepard's retirement party, we have no end of parties we are required to go to during work hours. But if they are going to pay me to drink on the FBI's dime, I'm not complaining. Friday night is the actual retirement party. As I get ready I think about a conversation I had with Shepard's wife, Peg, a few afternoons ago while she asked me to sing at the retirement party tonight. 'Maybe you could sing a song to your gentleman friend over there.' Peg hadn't been in the same room as Holden and I for an hour and she had us made. But she assured me that no one else knew, saying, 'men are oblivious to love, but I'm not.'

As I get ready Holden comes up behind me, while I am doing my hair and makeup, wrapping his arms around my waist, "are you alright?"

"Yeah." I look at him in the mirror, "why?"

"You just seem like you've had something on your mind for the past few days."

I shrug, "Shepherd's wife asked me to sing tonight."

"Are you going to?"

"I told her I would, I just don't know what."

"Well..." Holden moves beside me, moving some of my hair behind my ear, "you will be in a room of Federal Agents, so you don't want to do anything too intense."

I chuckle, "but I don't want to do anything too down-played, then I won't enjoy it."

"What did Pegs suggest?"

I think for a moment and shake my head, "nothing really. She just said that it would mean a lot to her and Shepherd."

Ford smiles and shrugs, "whatever you pick, it'd be great."

I smile over to him and he kisses me softly, as he does I place my hand on his cheek. We kiss again and Holden starts to become more intense with his kisses, placing a hand on the back of my head as I move my hands to his shoulders. I pull away slightly, "Holden, we don't have time, we have to finish getting ready..."

Holden doesn't listen to my protests and lifts me up onto the counter, "I'm okay with being fashionably late." I take a deep breath and shake my head, "besides, you need to relax before your number tonight. I'm just trying to help." Holden kisses me again as I feel him unwrap the towel that I am wrapped in. 

"Holden..."

"Sh..." He pulls away slightly, his nose still on my cheek, "just relax." I feel him pull me toward the edge of the counter roughly, his hands pushing down into my hips as he moves me. I place a hand on his cheek and kiss him again, but to my surprise he pulls away, "we may not have time for the whole meal, but I have time for dessert." Holden moves down onto his knees and I look to him a bit confused. He looks up to me as he kisses from my inner knee to my inner thigh, causing my legs to tense up a bit, "is there a part of you that doesn't squirm under my touch?" Holden smirks up to me as he places a finger against my slit, sliding the very tip of his finger inside me, still looking up to me. I lean back a bit, of course, I can't lean back too far before leaning against the mirror. Holden pulls his finger out before adding another one, moaning softly has be does, "God, you are to tight." He beings to move his fingers slowly in and out of me, "and so wet." I close my eyes and let out a soft pleasureful sigh, as I bite my lip. Before long Holden places against my clit, firmly pressing against it as he flicks it with is tongue.  I moan softly as I move a hand to the side of Holden's head and he pulls his tongue away, "do you like that?" 

I nod and bring my head forward a bit, eyes still closed, "mhmm.."

He moves back to my clit and beings to suck and nibble gently on it, causing me to lay my head back again. Holden pulls his fingers out again and tries to add a third, causing me to gasp loudly and arch my back, as he slowly moves his fingers in and out of me. "Fuck...." Holden groans, switching back to two fingers, "too fucking tight for three, no wonder it's so tight around my cock." Holden resumes sucking and flicking my clit with his tongue while he begins to finger me faster and harder. With every flick of his tongue my legs twitch and I let out ever increasing moans. Holden then latches onto my clit, but like he had the first time we were together and moans into me, the vibrations of his voice only aiding him as he brings me closer to climax. 

"H... Holden..." I manage out in a whisper. 

"I'm not gonna stop until you cum for me," he growls, becoming more and more merciless  in his actions. He moves his hand faster and harder, moving his fingers in a curling motion once he reaches his max depth. I lay my head back as my legs begin to shake uncontrollably, my walls pulsing and contacting as Holden continues on. 

"Holden... please...." I beg for him to stop, but my pleas do little other then encourage him on. My moans become breathe and light as I feel myself get closer and closer to an ecstasy I have never felt before. Finally Holden pushes me over the edge and I feel myself release into his mouth and onto his face. When I do Holden slows down, still gently moving his fingers in and out to help me come down slowly and licking every  last inch of me. Soon he moves back up and kisses me, I can taste myself on him, as he moans into our kiss. 

"Very sexy... I didn't know you were a squirter." Holden smirks, "I'll have to keep that in mind for later." With that Holden turns and leaves me in the bathroom along, heading back into the living room to wait for me to finish getting ready. I go to get up but as my legs hit the ground they are wobbly and unstable.

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