My Aphrodite

FBI

Chapter 2: FBI

Hannibal P.o.V

After a month or two of meeting Mrs. Archer at social events such as Dinners, Opera Shows, and Museum exhibits. We had grown fairly close, indulging in all the pleasures of life except one that we both wish to touch upon but where always interrupted. The tense-en between use has grown so powerful, just the slightest touch of her body sends ecstasy through out me.

**Present**

I am sitting listening carefully to my patient Franklin, as he goes on about his problems, but he doesn’t have my full attention. The other half of my attention is on the women that I know is sitting in the sitting room waiting for Franklin to leave.

“Please-” I look at Franklin as he reaches his hand out to me, I grab the box of tissues and hand them out to him, “ thank you, I hate being this neurotic.”

“If you weren’t neurotic Franklin you would be something much worse-” he cries and wipes his face only to throw the tissue on the side table, I have to resist the urge to smash his head on that table “-our brains are wired to experience anxiety in short bursts not the prolonged ones you seem to experience, that’s why you feel as if a lion was on the verge of devouring you-” I lean forward, clasping my hands together, ready to move this along “-Franklin you have to convince yourself that the lion is not in the room, when it is I assure you, you will know.”

I walk Franklin out to the private exit, tell him goodbye, adjust my suit and make my way to the front door. I open the door to see Madeline sitting in one of the chairs in the waiting room.

She looks at me and smiles, she stands up and I get a look at her outfit as she adjusts herself. Her hair pulled up into a messy but elegant bun, she smooths out her tan colored skirt, her white collared shirt left without a wrinkle, her brown heels making her legs run on for miles. As always she has a look of perfection.

“Hello Hannibal.”

She smiles at me and makes her way into my office, I close the door as I watch her make her way towards my desk setting her purse on the desk, turning around and sitting her self on top. “Hello Madeline-” I make my way to her, till I am standing right in front of her placing my hands on her hips and gripping them tightly “-its a pleasure to see you.” She smiles at me but not just any smile a smile that lets me know she is up to something, she places her hands on my shoulders and runs them down my chest, and leans into me. “Well I just couldn’t stay away.”

She leans up to me and kiss me on the lips I feel her pulling away when I grab the back of her head forcing her to stay in place and ravish her lips. They are soft and supple, I taste her cherry lip bomb and cant help but to bite down on her bottom lip, she moan slightly opening her mouth, I take the opportunity to slip my tongue in. She is warm and wet, the taste of mint makes it harder for me to pull away for breath but I know I must. As soon as I am break the kiss, she breaks from my grasp and walks backwards toward the sofa agents the wall, I slowly follow after her.

“Now now Hannibal if you do that again I wont be able to stop myself ..”

I grab a hold of her before she fully gets to the sofa, I run my hands up to her chest, my hands twitching with anticipation, I grab hold of the first button of her shirt and undo it.

“Believe me Madeline I don’t want you to.” As I said this I get the last of her buttons undo and pull the shirt open, her bra is brown and a tan color with a very beautiful design, I didn’t expect anything less, her breast sit snugly in the bra, they look soft and smooth.

I place my hands on either side of her smooth stomach and run my hands up so that they are right under the lining of the bra. I run my thumb over the bottom part of her bar, I feel the heat of her skin through it.