The Bartowski
A Story by
CharmingCharles2896
Chapter One:
Like There's No Tomorrow
The day had been going so well. They'd found the puzzle box and Chuck had been his normal brilliant self, opening it in a flash. That's when things had taken a turn for the worse; they'd been sprayed by some kind of gas. It had tasted... tangy, but that was the least of Sarah Walker's worries. At the top of the list was the continued survival of her asset, Chuck. In the blink of an eye, they were standing in their underwear, trying to clean each other off in the freezing cold shower. After several frantic seconds of washing every inch of available skin, the feeling of Chuck's big, warm hands-on Sarah's body was igniting feelings deep inside the pit of her stomach. In a flash Sarah Walker was aware of just how long it had been since she'd felt the touch of another against her body. Turning around in the shower to face her asset, a burst of clarity struck Sarah squarely between the eyes...
"I was sprayed with a gas; I could be dead tomorrow... screw it." Chuck saw the change in Sarah's body language and he didn't know what to make of it. He saw arousal and desire in her eyes, which was certainly an ego boost to the Nerd Herder, but he was too busy fighting his own battles with arousal to contemplate the greater ramifications of their potential actions. As their eyes met, Sarah reached behind her and turned the dial on the shower to a warmer setting, a cold shower was no place for sex and that was exactly what Sarah Walker was after at the moment. The feeling of the warmer water against Chuck's body ignited the barely contained desire within him and as he saw the desire in Sarah's eyes he spoke.
"Is this a good...?" Chuck began before Sarah's lips crashed into his mouth, silencing his line of questioning and any hang ups he might have had. In an instant, hands were everywhere, grabbing and caressing each other's bodies. Before either of them could even think about what was about to happen, soaking wet underwear from both parties involved were cast aside and Sarah found herself pressed up against the wall of the shower.
"Chuck, I need you inside me, right now," Sarah growled as she broke the kiss and looked up into the eyes of the man she was presently sharing a now steamy shower with. Chuck gave her a sly grin and reached down to grasp ahold of her right leg with his left arm. As her leg rose from the ground, her knee coming to rest in the bend of his left elbow, she found herself standing precariously, but she was more than exposed enough for the amorous activities to come. Sarah braced herself against the shower's walls and watched Chuck grab ahold of his hardening length, lining it up with her center. As Sarah watched the man who she'd come to fancy more than a little, prepare to enter her depths, she was struck by how right this all seemed. All thoughts died in Sarah's mind when she felt him push in. It was slow, deliberate, and extremely satisfying.
The nerd standing before her was surprisingly muscular given his appearance on a daily basis and he was surprisingly well endowed, which was an exciting revelation. When she felt him come to a rest against her pelvis, the two of them together as one, she looked into his eyes and saw a desire and pleasure in those chocolate orbs that lit a raging fire inside of her.
"Give it to me, Chuck, don't make me wait!" Sarah whined as she ground against him. Chuck began to move and the two of them gave in to their pleasure, staring into each other's eyes as they matched each other thrust for thrust. The two of them felt so right together, and in that moment, a feeling was building inside Sarah that she hadn't felt in far too long. It had been a long time since she'd climaxed during sex without having to bring it about on her own, so as she felt Chuck's deliberate thrusts continue to pound her like a ticking clock, her body simply came alive. Sarah saw stars, crimson fireworks exploded in her vision as she reached her peak, her arms reaching out for Chuck's neck to steady herself as her leg became shaky from the pleasure. It felt so absolutely right to have sex with this man and the fact that she'd waited this long made her upset with herself; stupid, stupid, stupid. Chuck hadn't slowed down in the slightest, he was well on his way to his own peak, but he was too engrossed in watching Sarah's pleasure to care about his own at the moment.
As Sarah came out of her pleasure induced haze, she saw the nerd still hadn't peaked, and in that moment Sarah Walker wanted to do nothing more than make Chuck Bartowski feel as good as he'd made her feel. In a flash she was aggressively matching his thrusts, shocking the nerd, who groaned at the increase in pleasurable sensations. Sarah saw Chuck was beginning to huff and puff, he was trying to resist the rising tide; he was focusing so hard on not peaking, that he'd stopped looking her in the eye, instead looking down at their adjoined pelvis'. With the flow of the showerhead hitting Chuck's back, Sarah was relatively protected from the spray of the shower, which gave her an idea.
"Are you close?" She whispered in his ear as he began to huff like a raging bull. Chuck merely nodded, unable to do more than focus on his task and not finish yet. Sarah laid a hand on Chuck's chest and gently pushed him back, his raging hardness falling out of her in the process. Chuck watched in stunned silence as CIA Agent Sarah Walker sank to her knees and took him in her hands, her mouth going to work on him. Chuck couldn't stop the pleasurable moan from escaping his mouth as he watched the woman of his dreams fulfill one of his biggest desires.