Tara had seductively lead Jayson into one of the interrogation rooms. When he saw where they were, one of his eyebrows raised, though there was a twinkle in his brown eyes.
"I had to have you all to myself," she smiled, her green eyes flashing him seductively, before she kissed him once again, letting her tongue trail the outside of his lips, before he took her and ravished her lips in a kiss.
"You're driving me mad . . . You know that, don't you?" Jayson replied, as his fingers tangled in her light brown hair.
"That's the idea," she said softly, her British voice caressing the words.
She nibbled his neck and then kissed him passionately again. She used enough force from her body to push him into a chair, with her on top of him. With her hands, she guided his behind the back of the chair. Before he realized what she was doing, she had his wrists bound together, through the chair back. He was trapped on the chair. As he struggled, his brown eyes looked at her curiously.
"Tara, what are you doing?" he asked. "I can't move my arms!"
She looked at him and grinned. "It's part of my plan, darling . . . Trust me . ." she said, as she sat on his lap and began kissing him again. This time running her fingers all over him. She pushed her hands under his tunic and she caressed his bare chest, gently scratching with her nails. He moaned softly. She leaned into his ear. "I thought you might like that," she said softly. "And there's more to come . . ." As she tenderly kissed him, she then went to his neck . . . She licked it and tenderly bit it, eliciting a pleasurable moan from him. She worked her way lower. She managed to work his pants off his body with much pleasure for him, which she had planned. She wanted him to want her as much as she wanted him . . . But she didn't know how much longer she could hold out herself.
"Tara . . . Tara . . " he moaned.
She shed her clothes with a bit of a tease to her movements. She brought herself to him, so that he could feel her body against his. And so that he could taste her. Then she kissed him passionately. Finally unable to hold back any longer, she straddled his lap. They both cried out in pleasure as they came together as one. Tara still in complete control. She ran her fingers through his hair as they continued to kiss . . . losing themselves in the passion. Though Jayson couldn't touch her, there was something profoundly erotic about it and raised his enjoyment even further. She was the woman of his dreams . . . For her, Jayson was her love . . . Her future . . Where her heart truly was. He was the man she was meant to be with and she felt it in her soul. She was never going to let him go . . . Never . . .
Together they cried out, as their passion reached it's crescendo. As sweat dripped from their bodies, Tara gazed into his brown eyes with her green. Without hesitation, she kissed him yet again. She then, reached behind him and undid the binders. With the suddenness of a panther strike, he grabbed her and pulled her to him hard. He kissed her brutally. She accepting the punishing kiss with enjoyment. Their lovemaking was far from over. He wasn't ready to call it quits, though for a moment, he had thought how crazy what they were doing was. He picked her up and carried her to the table in the room, her legs around his waist. As he laid her down, they began again. Their moans of pleasure filled the room and continued as they explored many ways to make love together . . . Until they were finally sated . . . They fell asleep in each other's arms on the deck, with only their clothes for a bed, and no blanket to cover them . . .