Chapter 22

Grines had arranged for a small fishing company to take Sage and Raven to Mauritius in the Indian Ocean. The venture was unconventional for the TDF director to have taken, but considering the circumstances the organization was currently facing, he took what he could get. It was soon proving to be a bad choice indeed.

Sage looks at Raven with her fine body, perfectly tanned skin and lush hair, and he wonders how much longer he has with her before they reach their destination. Naked, she pushes off him and moves directly down between his thighs to suck his cock fast and hard. Her tongue races like a devil on his cockhead and her small mouth with its soft luscious lips works miracles on his shaft.

Reaching for her, he strains a bit and lifts her hips over his face, slowly letting her down. Eager she spreads her legs, trying to keep him in her mouth while he moves her around. Like her, he spares no moment and attacks her pussy with gusto. His tongue races up and down, playing with her clit. Twisting his skin around she makes him moan in her pussy, enjoying the sounds of his pleasure. He plays with her with his fingers and soon her cock muffled cries become louder. When he feels her legs tense, he assaults her clit and makes her cum. Squirming in his grip, her body shudders in pleasure while she continues to try to keep his prick in her mouth. Escaping from his grip, she rides her wet snatch over his chest a few times, bending almost double. He continues licking her when she sits down again until the flow of her juices change from a stream to a trickle.
Stopping the sucking of his cock for a second, she breathes rapidly, “Do that again, please.”

Doing as requested, he does it again, this time with more teasing and harder pressure. Making her climax hard again, so soon after the first, she can’t keep him is her mouth and she moans softly, his cock resting against her cheek.

Sage is surprised with her intense second orgasm and she almost squirts her juices this time. Again she rubs her pussy against his chest, going lower this time before returning to his face. With genuine pleasure Sage licks her clean again. Her body shudders when he comes close to a sensitive spot. Raven moves away from his head and pulls his legs over the side of the bed, sitting on her knees between them. Sage moves to sit up and wonders what she is up to.

She sits up as high as she can and spits between her breasts which are already moist with sweat. Spreading her spit between her breasts by rolling them against each other she looks at him and smiles and says, “Get ready for the titty fuck of your life.” Leaning up against him, she engulfs his cock between her breasts and moves up and down, licking his cockhead each time it comes up with her long tongue.

Sage moans hard and deep. A new sensation plays with his cock and it feels wonderful. Rushing a bit, Raven moves quickly up and down, jacking him with her breasts. The friction soon becomes intense and Sage gasps when he is about to ejaculate. Raven takes his manhood in her hand and jacks the last few strokes, aiming his cock down to her chest. The angle is wrong, almost painful for him and she jacks too hard, but Sage ejaculate anyway and loudly, shooting enormous amounts of cum on her breasts. The downward angle makes each burst burn in his cock and shoot out with more force. Raven is shocked at the force and amount with which he lets loose on her, and looks at his prick shooting with naughty fun in her eyes.

A sudden knock raps at the door to their cabin followed by a French accent. “We arrive at your drop off point. The Captain says you need to hurry your departure.”

The excitement quickly fades from Raven’s eyes and she says, “It’s too bad we’re out of time.”

Sage smiles, “After this mission is over I think we can figure something out.” She throws him a wink and crawls off.

Within ten minutes the two agents are fully dressed with all their gear and on the deck. The only problem is the deck is empty. Not a soul is in sight on the deck or in the water.

“What the fuck?” Raven mutters as she pulls out her pistol.

Both agents’ guards shoot up as they scan the deck. The only immediate thing they see is the reflection of the full moon’s glare across the pristine deck.

“I don’t know,” Greyson says spinning around with his assault rifle. “But I’m not liking it.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” a thickly accented French voice says.

Recognizing the voice of the captain, both agents turn with their weapon aimed at the man. “What the fuck is going on?” Raven says trying hard to keep the irritation out of her voice. “And don’t fuck with us or I won’t hesitate to put one is your head.”

A smile forms on the captain’s face. “I think not Agent Cassidy.”

“Believe me when she says she will,” Sage clarifies with a knowing tone.

“Then I beg you to differ,” the captain says nodding toward the agent’s back. The agents throw each other sidelong glances before giving in to taking their eyes off their target to look back. When they do they realize the odds have just turned to favor the captain. “Now if you’d be so kind as to surrender your weapons over to me we can take you in quietly and let my country’s justice system prevail and maybe you will only serve a life sentence in a jail cell.”

“And what’s option B?” Sage asks, stalling for time.