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  Loverboy

  By Lauren Agony and Jan Springer

  (c) copyright May 2003 Lauren Agony and Jan Springer

  Cover art (c) copyright May 2003 Eliza Black

  New Concepts Publishing

  4729 Humphreys Rd.

  Lake Park, GA 31636

  www.newconceptspublishing.com

  Chapter One

  Year 2043

  Sex Squad Headquarters, Vermont, United States

  “They call him Loverboy. He’s six feet three inches tall and a hundred and eighty pounds of pure sex magnet. No woman can resist him.” Lt. Jim McBride’s husky voice curled through the briefing room, grabbing Detective Sky O'Kelley’s attention.

  The two male detectives sitting beside Sky nudged each other playfully and chuckled at Jim’s description. Obviously they weren’t taking this Loverboy fellow as seriously as they should be.

  At their interruption, a dark look crept into Jim’s gorgeous brown eyes. “You two giggly boys have something important to share with the rest of us?”

  The two detectives frowned and shook their heads in embarrassment.

  Jim nodded with satisfaction, then his intense gaze swooped onto Sky. His eyes softened a bit as he watched her, but the normal laugh lines at the corners of his mouth remained tight.

  Bruised shadows hung beneath his eyes. Eyes that used to sparkle with desire for her. Now they held nothing but raw pain.

  Hastily he looked away, leaving her with the impression she was being dismissed as if she were just another one of his “giggly boy” detectives, instead of the woman he had planned to marry ... up until a week ago.

  Sky closed her eyes for a moment and tried to compose herself. Tears of regret burned at the back of her eyelids. She should have said yes to Jim’s demands that she service him. It would have been so easy to put out that persistent ache between her legs. But she’d wanted to wait. Wait until she was one hundred percent sure about their relationship. Unfortunately, she’d said no one time too many and now she was alone.

  “Here is a little history on Loverboy.” Jim said. “Abandoned at birth, he was brought up in an orphanage by a passel of nuns. He was groomed to become a preacher. After several years of doing his duty to God, he left the church. For the past few years Loverboy has been living on a beach villa in California.” Jim continued. “A couple of months ago a young woman went to the authorities claiming she was seduced by Loverboy and then kept at his beach villa against her will. She managed to escape but not before she discovered Loverboy was training men and women to become sex slaves.

  As you all know, due to the overwhelming deaths from AIDS and other sexual diseases, not to mention the government’s ravishing need for finding new forms of revenue, the government has legalized many things, including the registration of sex drugs, prostitution and sex slaves. However, avoiding payment of the income taxes obtained from such lucrative ventures is illegal. Loverboy has not filed any Sex Slave income tax returns. If what our source said is true and Loverboy is training slaves, he is in serious trouble for tax evasion.

  The Chief wants two of our detectives to go in undercover. One will be a woman. A virgin. A virgin is required because rumor has it Loverboy knows one when he sees one. He can’t resist them. And they can’t resist him.

  Apparently he is an exquisite lover. Once they have been with him they are hooked on sex. He then gives them intensive training in an eight week course in Pleasing.

  He and one of his orphanage mates, Carmella, are the only instructors in his alleged training school.”

  The room was deathly quiet. Jim had captured everyone’s attention.

  “Our source discovered that the slave is guaranteed 100 percent employment at the end of his or her training period. Payment is $100,000 a year, with an option to continue the contract by either party at the end of that year.”

  “Get paid and get laid. Sounds like a hell of a good deal to me.” One of the “giggly boys” whispered low enough so Jim couldn’t hear.

  “Beats the pay in the Sex Squad and you can screw your brains out.” His companion eagerly whispered back.

  Sky shook her head at the detective’s insensitive comments.

  Innocents were being sucked into a life of fast money without realizing the consequences. Didn’t they want to wait to have sex until they fell in love? Or was she the only old fashioned girl left on this planet?

  “A thorough inspection of Loverboy’s villa showed nothing out of the ordinary going down. Unfortunately our source went missing shortly after she reported the incident to the authorities.”

  Sky couldn’t help but feel regret at hearing the news about the woman. Loverboy must have heard about her going to the law and taken care of her in some horrid way.

  “The woman is an only daughter of a high ranking government official. The father has hired us to track her down. Only the two people who accept the assignment will be given the identity of the woman.”

  “Do you believe she’s still alive?” Sky asked quickly.

  Jim seemed shocked by her question. The earlier warmth he’d shown in his eyes was replaced by ice. Sky shivered.

  “She’s alive. Most likely being trained as we speak.”

  “Are you saying she’s being held against her will?”

  “I mean she may have gone back on her own accord.”

  “No man is that powerful over a woman,” Sky whispered with disbelief.

  “Loverboy is,” Jim stated firmly before focusing attention back onto the crowded room.

  “Sex Squad officials believe Loverboy is now training slaves at another location. Surveillance has spotted him right here in Vermont. Living in a secluded farmhouse.

  The other person we need is a male detective. He will go in undercover seeking employment as a slave. He must also keep an eye on the female detective while both search for the government official’s daughter.”

  “What if the woman isn’t there?” Sky asked.

  “Then the undercover agents wait and ask questions without drawing attention to their true identity. They must be prepared to eagerly participate in the sex slave training. Without hesitation.”

  Sky felt her mouth drop open in shock. She barely heard the excited whispers shoot through the Briefing room as Jim ripped his gaze away from her and continued speaking.

  “The female detective will target Loverboy and the male detective will target Carmella. Your assignment is two fold. Number One. Get yourself invited into his farmhouse and find out if he is in fact training sex slaves. And number two: Find the woman and bring her out. If she’s not there, find out where she is.” Jim’s voice faded into the background as Sky examined Loverboy’s surveillance photo accompanying the notes they’d all been given before the briefing had started.

  She couldn’t help but to inhale softly. She’d never seen such sharp blue eyes. They reminded her of a fierce storm. Brooding. Dark. Dangerous.

  Short feathery blond hair framed a very masculine beach boy face.

  And those lush lips. So kissable.

  A shiver of something she couldn’t put her name to flickered up her spine. It wasn’t fear. This was a feeling she really liked.

  Arousal?

  Maybe.

  Perhaps it was a need.

  A need to meet this man and challenge his ability to make innocent virgins into sex slaves.

  She wanted to be the one to take Loverboy down … hopefully not on top of her.

  ~*~

  “What the hell do you think you’re doing taking on the Loverboy assignment?” Jim yelled as he stormed into the secluded conference room Sky was using to study the updated Loverboy brief the Chief had given her.

  Pure liquid heat streamed through her when she lifted her head and stared head on into a pair of determ
ined gritty eyes. He stood so close she could smell his spicy cologne and feel the tension radiating from his powerful body. A day’s growth of stubble covered his face, giving him a sexy aura.

  Once again she found herself wishing she’d given into his demands of making love to him.

  An image of her cradled in his strong arms ... of Jim’s powerful hands kneading her tingling breasts, of him asking her if he could make love to her right then and there.

  His question had frightened her, and she’d told him to stop. He had. And then he’d left. Right after telling her he couldn’t wait for her any longer.

  “You’re not taking this assignment. Is that clear?” he snapped, and Sky blinked away the vision. Anger at his command welled.

  “Don’t tell me what to do Jim McBride! You lost that right when you canceled our engagement.”

  “Oh? And now you’d rather get fucked by Loverboy instead of making love to me?”

  “Maybe he’ll show me a few tricks.” She breathed.

  His eyes darkened into dangerous slits. She loved it when he was mad. It gave him so much power over her. A power to do anything he wanted … but he’d never had the balls to do it.

  With a quick move that took Sky by surprise, Jim grabbed her around the waist and yanked her clear out of her seat.

  He captured her startled cry in his mouth as his warm lips crushed over hers.

  She could taste his fierce need as his hot, thick tongue slipped into her mouth. Strong and demanding, he probed, pushed, circled and finally mated with her tongue.

  Her blood roared in her ears. Her breasts jumped to attention.

  Her nipples tightened. Tingled. Sparkled with desire as they flattened against his hard chest.

  She’d been in his arms before. Many times. She’d enjoyed his tender kisses. Wished he’d be more aggressive.

  Today, it looked as if she just might get her wish. Today, she might have pushed him a little too far.

  There was a sharp edge to this kiss.

  A tinge of desperation. A hint of domination.

  She liked this new Jim. She liked him a lot.

  Her body melted against his hot length. She reached up, feathered her fingers through his raven black hair and cupped the back of his warm head, drawing him closer.

  His powerful masculine scent drugged her like a fine wine and his body heat zipped through her thin blouse, setting her flesh on fire.

  His mouth tasted dark, dangerous and oh so delicious. So yummy she wanted to devour him.

  All of him.

  She ached to taste his chest, suckle his pebble hard nipples, swallow his sweet cum as his powerful penis thrust in and out of her hungry mouth.

  The shocking thoughts made Sky shiver with a frenzied excitement. She felt her self control slipping.

  She should make him stop. Make him stop just like all the other times.

  This time she couldn’t.

  She wanted more from him. So much more.

  Her nerves were short circuiting. Everywhere.

  Every inch of her tingled. She ached to be touched. To be tasted. To be fucked.

  What was happening to her? Who cared? As long as he kept doing it.

  A noise rumbled deep in her throat. It was a sensual sound she’d never heard before.

  Jim must have heard it too because his kiss intensified. His lips became more demanding. Dominating. Intoxicating.

  She tried to match his strength, but she couldn’t. He overpowered her senses. She was lost. Mindless with aching sensations she’d never felt before.

  His right hand left her waist and trailed a searing line up her bare hot skin to slip under her blouse. In a flash, his fingers dove below the lace material of her bra and headed straight for her left nipple.

  He found it.

  The instant he touched her very tip, a jolt of blazing pleasure sliced through her breast and another bolt exploded like lightning between her legs.

  She arched her back against his hand, increasing the exquisite pressure as his heated fingers became trapped against her bare breast and his chest.

  Somehow he maneuvered his finger and thumb around her hardened nub and he squeezed. A punishing pinch. Firm enough to cause a spectacular tenderness to replace the arousal.

  Immediately his cruel touch melted into a semi rough caress as he began to rub and roll her now aching nipple between his thumb and finger.

  She bolted at the unfamiliar sensations pulsing through her body. The way her breast swelled beneath his brutal touch made her squirm. His other hand slid tighter around her waist, pulling her closer to his heated body.

  His steady pressure on her nipple finally produced that familiar feverish yearning between her legs.

  She sucked in a breath when his hand left her aching breast and attacked her other nipple. In moments, both nipples screamed in agony.

  He left her breasts quivering and aching with need as his hot hands blazed along her bare belly, making her shiver in anticipation. Long fingers hooked her waistband. Cool air slapped against her legs as he pulled down her pants and underwear.

  His hot hands cupped her bare ass and she was being lifted upward. He plopped her crudely onto the coldness of the table and uncapped his hands. With one professional sweep, he ripped her pants and underwear off her legs.

  With one knee, he forced her legs apart and moved between them, pressing his shockingly massive erection against her exposed and aching pussy.

  The size of his bulge frightened her. And it exhilarated her!

  She inhaled sharply at the burning wave of lust rippling through her cunt like a sparkler on the Fourth of July. Wetness trickled between her legs. It wasn’t enough to extinguish the growing ball of fire.

  His kiss deepened, tilting her world.

  A hot callused finger skimmed along the inside of her thigh, leaving a trail of excitement in it’s wake. She shuddered at his delicious touch. It felt so good.

  He ripped his mouth away from hers and whispered hoarsely into her ear. “Don’t you realize what you’ve just volunteered for?”

  His hot finger parted the swollen folds of her labia. A searing electrical current of passion shot through her cunt as he began to rub her ultra sensitive nub above her clit.

  She let go of him, threw back her head and cried out from the intensity of his violent touch. She didn’t care who heard. She was beyond caring. She’d entered a new world. A dangerous world of pleasure.

  “Loverboy will take one peek at your sweet innocent girl next door looks and fuck you.”

  Jim’s pressure on her nub increased. His touch became electric. Savage.

  Sky couldn’t help but cry out again as violent sensations pulsed inside her womb.

  “Is this what you want him to do to you, Sky?”

  “Yes!” she hissed.

  Her legs trembled as another wave of ecstasy assaulted her. Her hips surged upward against his hot finger. Begging for more.

  She bucked on the table as a finger plunged inside her wet cunt. White hot splendor crashed around her. Another burning finger plunged inside. And then another. And another.

  He filled her aggressively. His masculine strength hammering in and out.

  Faster.

  Faster.

  Until peak after shocking peak swept over her. They kept coming. Crashing into her. Around her. Waves of exploding heat.

  They frightened her.

  Jim kept pumping. Her hips kept grinding. She couldn’t stop herself!

  Something was coming! Something beautiful. And scary. Fierce.

  Unbearable pleasure took control.

  Sky tightened her eyes. Her heart crashed against her chest.

  Jim quickened his pace. Within seconds, a deep wrenching explosion ripped through her cunt.

  Sky screamed.

  She began to shake violently.

  “Go with it, Sky. Let yourself go with it,” Jim’s soft voice urged.

  “I can’t!” She gasped. Frantic for air.

  She rea
ched out to Jim. Clutched his strong shoulders. Dug her fingernails deep into his thick muscles.

  “Ride with it! Trust me.”

  “Oh God! Help me!”

  It was insane. Unbearable. Pain. Ecstasy. Both.

  “Let yourself go,” he whispered.

  Sky followed his voice and did what she was told. She let go.

  A fierce wave swallowed her. Bright stars burst around her. She tumbled with such unimaginable joy, she couldn’t help but sob at it’s brutality.

  She didn’t know how long the ecstasy ripped her apart, but finally it was over and she began to float.

  She could hear Jim’s heavy breathing. Could hear herself panting.

  Hot tears dripped down her cheeks. Her cunt muscles shivered and shuddered around Jim’s fingers.

  She felt dazed. Wiped out. Satisfied.

  Wonderful.

  God! That was fantastic!

  She held onto Jim’s massive shoulders until the hot flush claiming her body began to subside.

  Then she loosened her grip.

  “I won’t ask if it was good. I can see it on your face. You look like a woman who has been properly finger fucked.”

  His voice was tender, sweet despite his words.

  Reality set in. Oh God! What had she done?

  She was sitting on a desk in a room in the middle of Sex Squad Headquarters with a man’s fingers sticking in her cunt.

  What if someone walked in on them?

  Having sex on the job was illegal. They’d be fired.

  Despite her uneasiness, she wanted Jim’s warm fingers to stay inside her. He felt so nice. So filling. So natural.

  “Sky, look at me.”

  She opened her eyes and her breath caught at the darkness of desire brewing in those brown depths.

  “Loverboy or some other man will fuck you until you’re as mindless as you just were. Do you see how easy it is for a man to take down a sexually inexperienced woman like you? Do you?” Concern marred Jim’s rugged face.

  Maybe he was right. Maybe this assignment was too dangerous. Look what had just happened to her. She’d loved what Jim had done to her. She wanted him to do it again. And again.

  Doubt mushroomed. She almost caved in. Almost.