Chapter 4

DISCLAIMER: I do not own DBZ, Leah’s soul or the formal dress of my dreams (it’s still on lay-by)

WARNING: This chapter contains lemon content.

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“I can’t believe I didn’t see that!” Eighteen looked at Goku in amazement. “That’s incredible! I’ve been looking over these plans for the past two days and I didn’t find any way of getting past security! Then you look at the sheet for an hour and wham! You have the answer!” She shook her head in disbelief.

Goku grinned easily at Eighteen and put a hand behind his head. “It was nothing really…”

Eighteen stood up. “Don’t try to deny it; that was impressive and you know it!” She reached for the plans in front of Goku at the same time as him and their hands brushed, a tingle of electricity sparking between them. The atmosphere in the room thickened and Goku felt the tingle of electricity spread until his entire body felt like it was on fire. Eighteen’s breath had hitched and a blush accented her face as she stared at their hands which were still hovering over the paper, touching.

She jerked her hand away and cleared her throat. “We should probably…” Eighteen was cut off as Goku stood up and made his way around the desk, his eyes stormy and his face shadowed by the dim lighting in the office. H looked as though he was possessed by something. It was as if Goku had shed a mask that he had been wearing and she was finally getting a glimpse of the real Goku.

“Yes?” He asked slyly. “What should we do?” Goku stood in front of her, his body barely a centimetre from hers as he slowly brought a hand up and touched her bottom lip. “You’re the boss after all…any orders to give me?” A wicked look crossed Goku’s face as Eighteen felt her eyes widen in shock as his other hand which she hadn’t seen moving came to rest on her breast and began to gently massage it.

Everything was so unexpected that Eighteen had to close her eyes for a moment to ascertain wether this was really happening. It was strange – she’d known Goku for only an hour and yet the atmosphere between them was tense. Part of her knew that this was wrong, but the chemistry that bubbled between them overran her thoughts and she moved closer to Goku.

“I-I think…” Eighteen stuttered as she struggled to think clearly, her entire body was unconsciously leaning into Goku’s caress. “I think you know what I want to do.” She forced her icy blue eyes open and looked at the tall, muscled man in front of her. “I think you know exactly what I want.”

Goku smiled evilly. “I think your right.” He slammed his mouth down on hers in a forceful kiss, his tongue dancing against her as he kissed her with all the fire and passion that Eighteen had imagined he would. ‘It’s always the quiet ones who turn out to be animals in the sack…’ Krillen had said that to her once, after their first night together when he had confessed that he had suspected that her innocent schoolgirl look had hidden a wild woman.

Goku picked Eighteen up, unable to control himself, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her hands tangled in his shock of spiky hair as she moaned and arched against him. Goku swept the contents off her desk then set her down on top of it, his hands already undoing her blouses buttons with a swift efficiency that only aroused Eighteen more. In return she tried to unbutton his shirt but their hands kept getting tangled. Goku laughed against her lips and shrugged his shirt off exposing a rock hard chest more perfect then Eighteen had dreamed of. She trailed her hands down her chest and lowered them into her pants, a sexy knowing look floating over her features as Goku’s eyes narrowed with arousal.

He was like some sort of predatory animal as he stalked towards her again and all but ripped her shirt off of her, tossing it over his shoulder as his hands looped around her to unclasp her bra, Eighteen leant forward and kissed him again, ignoring the little voice in her head that was warning her that he was probably a good cop.

She undid Goku’s pants and let them drop to the floor, he stepped out of them and went back to kissing her, undoing the button at the front of her skirt and trailing her skirt off her long legs, his smile widening into another evil smirk as he surveyed her lacy underwear hungrily.

“These have got to go.” He lent forward and bit down on the waistband of her panties and pulled them off with his mouth, his stormy eyes watching her the entire time. He was so wild and unrestrained that Eighteen couldn’t help but wonder how often this passionate side to Goku came out. She had a feeling that not many people knew what Goku hid deep inside of him.

“Well then, so do these.” Eighteen pulled Goku between her legs and tugged down his boxers her small smooth hand tracing his hardened member masterfully as Goku roughly pulled her closer to him, growling like a wild thing as he nuzzled her neck.

“This is so wrong…” He murmured against her lips between kisses and nips. Eighteen agreed with him but didn’t bother to speak, there were more important things for her to focus on, like Goku pulling her legs apart and smoothly sliding himself into her. She could feel every inch of his harness penetrating deeply with her and she moaned loudly in pleasure. She tossed back her head and let out a stark breath; never ever had she felt anything quite like this before. Goku’s body thrust into hers slowly at first, then faster as Eighteen urged him own with moans, her nails raking down his back again and again as he drove himself into her with animal like growls.

“Oh…Oh…Oh Goku!” Eighteen screamed hoarsely as her body contracted around his, her orgasm hitting her hard. Goku grunted at his own climax, locking his teeth into her shoulder and biting down hard as his own body shook with pleasure. They continued to rock against one another as they’re bodies shuddered with pleasure.

Finally, exhausted, Goku pulled out of Eighteen and slumped next to her on the desk, desperately trying to catch his breath. “I…can’t believe we…did that.” Goku murmured under his breath, so soft that Eighteen barely heard it. Once again she was inclined to agree with him, and yet something about what they had done seemed so right. Eighteen knew as she listened to his breathing that she couldn’t be sorry for what had happened, it had been inevitable, but she also knew that nothing good was ever going to come of this affair.

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