Captured for Interrogation

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Nikolai walked over and wrapped his arms around Alexis' waist, holding comfortingly but loosely. "Like this?"
 
Alexis nodded. "Yes. . . .like that. . . "she whispered, feeling the tears building up again, but holding them back this time.
 
Nikolai had no idea what to do, so the two of them sat in silence. He liked the softness of her hair against her skin, and very much wanted intimacy, but taking advantage would feel wrong. To break the tension, he asked, "what do you feel comfortable telling me about yourself?"
 
She chuckled. "There's not much, Rusky. I grew up in a small town in the States, graduated from a four year with a degree in psychology, and joined the CIA. That's pretty much it." She sighed softly and kinda snuggled into him absentmindly.
 
Nikolai melted a little as she warmed up to him. he asked, "do you think you could share that blanket with me?"
 
"Sure," Alexis said, unwrapping it from her and offering him one end. She loved the way he asked. When he covered himself in it, she snuggled back to him, taking in his warmth. "oooohhhh. . . .you're warm" she exclaimed happily.
 
Having a next to naked girl on his lap aroused Nikolai's cock to new heights. "I apologise" he said embarrassed. He pointed back to the computer. "You write well, even if I don't know all the words."
 
Alexis blushed furiously. "Thank you. It's a hobby of mine. . . always has been. . . since high school." She snuggled closer to him, still feeling cold. "And don't apologize for being warm. Men technically have a higher body temperature with women"
 
"Mmmm, don't apologize for that either," she said happily, curling up next to him. He was. . . .intoxicating, and she didn't know why.
 
well, she had made her wishes very clear at this point, so Nikolai decided to act. He picked her up by the waist and turned her around so she straddled his lap, his erection pressing into her panties. "And do I apologize for this, or do we explore more of your writing together?" Nikolai asked playfully.
 
She paled when he mentioned her writing. That was so long ago. . . . "Why don't we explore each other instead?" she asked slyly, rubbing herself on him
 
Alexis sighed softly, both in pleasure and relief. She leaned forward and gently kissed him. . . although slightly hesitantly.
 
Nikolai brushed the hair back from Alexi's face and returned the kiss, gently tracing her lips with his tongue before moving in and pressing his tongue to hers.
 
It felt. . . God, kissing felt amazing. She returned the ministrations with a little more pep, feeling a little more confident.
 
Nikolai kept up the pressure, tracing along Alexi's panty line with his fingers, eventually teasing under the waist line.
 
She shuddered from his surprisingly gentle touch and wrapped her arms around her neck, wrapping her fingers the best he could in his hair.
 
He felt her breasts press up against his muscled chest and sprang into action. "Panties. now." he gasped, beginning to take control.
 
Nikolai was surprised at the transformation that had happened in Alexis, from unsure and vulnerable to certain and in control. "You know, I am still wearing clothes," he said, "Do something about it."
 
Without thinking Alexis ripped the shirt off of him, feeling somewhat in control, but she was unsure what was happening. Never had this happened before. . . never. . . .

She took his pants and managed to shimmy them off him, and when it came to his underwear there was some hesitation. There was no turning back after this, and she managed to get them off without much more thought. She returned to his lap.
 
"You take orders very well, dear," Nikolai said, "But I think what impressed me in those photos was how in control you seemed. Now you seem both submissive and dominant all at once, obeying me with confidence." He began running his hand along her inner thigh. "How do we proceed?"
 
Alexis shuddered as he told her his observations and couldn't help but let out a soft coo as his hand rubbed her inner thigh. "However you want to, Nikolai," she told him sincerely. "Just please. .. . be gentle. . . ."
 
Nikolai ran his fingers through her hair for a while, thinking. Then, he puled her hair just enough to be sensual, leaned in, and said, "get on your knees and pleasure me orally."
 
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