Cobra: The Vigilante: Volume Two

by Nicholas Bella

  “Maybe he gives you something I can’t?”

  “Like what?”

  He shrugged again, and this time, I kissed his shoulder, wanting to reassure him.

  “Maybe he makes you feel safe and vulnerable at the same time.”

  “You make me feel safe,” I said.

  “But not when you’re vulnerable. When you’re with me, you’re my protector. You make me feel safe.”

  I didn’t respond right away because it seemed like Jordan was on to something. I thought about what he was saying, and maybe he was right. I remembered how good it felt when Alexi held me in his arms after we had sex both times.

  “I’m vulnerable with him just because I let him fuck me?”

  “I think that’s some of it. Mainly because you don’t switch, but with him, you did. Also, he’s probably got the personality and says things to you that gives you the feels and shit. It’s new and you’re enjoying it. I bet you want to go back to see him again, right?” Jordan asked.

  I nodded. “Yes… I do want to see him again.”

  “I thought as much.”

  “But I’ll always want some of your pretty ass.” I started tickling his sensitive areas and he started laughing and thrashing.

  “Stop, stop, asshole!” Jordan squealed.

  I took pity on him and stopped with my tickle assault, and he relaxed. “I’m glad you understand this shit more than I do, J. You’ve actually given me some perspective.”

  “That’s because I’m smarter than you.” He turned and grinned at me.

  I leaned forward, kissing him. “Yeah, you are.”

  “I’ll admit, I got a little jealous,” Jordan said, smirking. “But I’m over it now.”

  “It’s still just sex with him, J,” I said.

  “Maybe.”

  He didn’t say anything else after that… and I didn’t either. I could keep telling myself that it was just sex, but we both wanted to see each other and unlike the first time we fucked, we took a few moments to get to know one another. Was it still just sex? Hell, even I didn’t know the answer to that one.

  Eventually, we got up off the sofa and made our way to the bed. I held Jordan in my arms while he rested his head on my chest. It didn’t take him long to fall asleep; but me, I stayed up just a little bit longer. I had to think about what I was going to do tomorrow. Surely by now, Richard Tate would be looking for answers of his own about his murdered associates. I wanted to check the bugs to see what was going down in Tate Towers. I’d do that in the morning. Right now, I needed to sleep. I was looking forward to taking Richard down and through him… I’d be one more step closer to whoever owns the Killing Game.

  Chapter Six

  Vulnerable

  Oh god, his tongue… Fuck, his tongue was making me feel sensations I didn’t know a human body could experience. Jesus Christ, this silver Adonis had mastered all of the skills of sex and he used them on me without mercy. I was supposed to leave his cop ass alone two weeks ago, but I couldn’t. No matter how much I told myself that I was playing with fire, I still found myself knocking on his door. And when his lips touched mine, all I could think about was how amazing his body was going to feel pressed against mine. Or how hard I was going to cum when he fucked me. He had me trapped in his web, and not even Jordan could pull me out.

  I never understood how people could get so wrapped up in another person before. Never understood having someone so deeply driven into your psyche that they were becoming a part of you. When Alexi touched me, my body lit up; it was like I could feel him in my bloodstream. He was consuming me and I was letting him. Shit.

  I arched off the bed, moaning as he took my cock all the way into his mouth. My hands gripped the sheets as I balled the fabric in my fists. The suction he was applying on my cock was driving me crazy. Damn, I thought I could suck dick, but Alexi had me beat. He started bobbing his head up and down the length of my shaft, slurping and licking me into blissful oblivion. It felt sooo fucking good! I loved how he had his arms wrapped around my thighs, making sure I wasn’t going to go anywhere. Not that I’d wanted to.

  I reached down, running my fingers through his thick, silvery locks. I loved how silky his hair felt, and I think he loved when I gripped his hair while he sucked my dick. My eyes were closed as he took me to heaven in his mouth. He’d already eaten my ass earlier, bringing me to the edge of one hell of an orgasm, and now he was just teasing me with his tongue, keeping me on the brink.

  “Fuuck,” I moaned. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to cum so badly. “Stop torturing me.”

  He pulled back, making sure to slurp loudly on my cock, making me quake. “You were the one who came over here, talking big shit about how you were going to put my old ass to bed. I’m nowhere near tired, boy.” With that, he swallowed me whole again and I whimpered helplessly and passionately. I didn’t want the pleasure to end, but then I did. I needed the pleasure to culminate in that moment of truth when nothing mattered but the release. The truth was… I was his bitch, and we both knew it.

  “Either let me cum or… or…” shit, I had forgotten what I was going to say! I trembled in ecstasy as he sucked precum from my slit, then flicked his tongue over my sensitive head.

  He pulled back, kissing my tip with those sexy fucking lips of his. “Or what?” He started licking me with teasing, torturous flicks of his wicked tongue. My body twitched with each tantalizing caress of his flesh on mine.

  “Please… please let me cum,” I finally begged. I knew that was what he wanted to hear me say.

  “Oh, so we’ve calmed down now? Not all big and bad anymore? All that huffing and puffing you were doing before has turned into begging. And you know I love to hear you beg, boy,” Alexi said. “Are you ready for my cock, Sean?”

  I still hadn’t told him my real name, and he knew Sean was an alias. As much as I wanted to reveal certain things about myself to him, I knew I couldn’t. Alexi was a damn good detective and one reveal would just lead him to another clue. I couldn’t risk it… I’d already been playing Frogger too damn much as it was where he was concerned.

  I nodded as I looked down at him. He was so gorgeous with his face between my legs and my rock-hard cock pressed against his bearded cheek. Just seeing him like that spiked my libido and a glob of precum spurted from my slit and started rolling down the length of my shaft.

  Alexi saw it and smiled. “Well, look at this. Who’s an excited boy?” he asked me, then he cocked his head, licking the drop of precum. “Mmmmm, yeah… you’re definitely ready for the main course. But I want to hear you beg for it.”

  Holy shit, I couldn’t take it… I had to feel him inside of me. “Please, Alexi… fuck me. Fuck me hard and fast. Make me cum.”

  “Oh, I like that. J'ai envie de toi,” he purred.

  Oh shiiit, when he spoke French, it really turned me on. He already had that French accent that made my dick leak with precum whenever I heard him speak. Add in the actual language and I was done for. He sat back on his heels and pushed my legs to my chest, exposing my hole.

  “Stick your dick in there, you old son of a bitch,” I flirted.

  He laughed and winked. “Don’t fucking move,” he ordered.

  I kept my legs where he had put them and watched as he reached into his drawer and pulled out a condom and a tube of lube. He sheathed his meat, which was disappointing to me, because I really wanted him to go in bareback. I wanted to feel the heat of his cock as he stroked himself inside of me. But he didn’t know I was immune to disease, and it was better that way. I watched in anticipation as he squirted some lube on his cock and a nice amount on my hole.

  “Ooh, cold,” I commented with a chuckle.

  “You know it’ll heat up soon,” Alexi purred.

  “I can’t wait.” I winked at him and he smiled. Damn, that smile… it was spectacular. He climbed back into position and I moaned as he slid his cock deep inside me. He was the only man I’d let fuck me. My asshole had been no man’s land to men before
I’d met him. I didn’t even know what it was about him that made me want to give myself to him this way. But I had, and I hadn’t regretted it since. Maybe I should, considering how I had let him get under my skin. A one-night stand turned into a two-week affair… and counting. I already knew I would be back.

  I moaned as his beautiful, uncut, ten-inch monster rubbed over my prostate in a way that had my toes curling. He started to quicken his pace and combined it with the power of his thrust. Our skin was smacking like an applauding audience the whole time he power-fucked my ass. I was beside myself with pleasure. I gripped his shoulder and forearm, but had to be careful not to squeeze him too hard. I didn’t want to break his bones, which I could easily do if I really let myself lose control. It was hard enough to keep that part of me hidden when he was making me coo and moan like a slut.

  “Oh fuck… fuck… oh god… yeah… fuck me,” I panted. The bed rocked hard under our weight and motion. I loved the look on Alexi’s face as he stared down at me. He licked his lips because he knew he had my ass right where he wanted it. He smiled again and I lost it. “Ahhhhh fuuuuck!” I cried out, and my cock began squirting my thick load all over my torso. Alexi grabbed my cock and began working his fist on my shaft, milking my balls of every last drop.

  “Yeah… that’s right… give me all that cream, boy,” Alexi coaxed.

  I was twitching like I’d been electrocuted as he stroked my sensitive dick.

  “Ooohh shit, stop!” I yelped when he kept going and the sensation became too much. We both laughed as he released my dick. I wasn’t prepared for him to bring his hand to his lips, so when he licked up the drops of my cum that spilled on his flesh, I was damn near ready to blow another load. Fuck! How was it possible for one man to be this damn sexy?

  “I always take my daily dose of protein,” he said, then propped himself over me again and began to drill my ass like a man on a mission.

  “Ah…oh… oh… fuck… yeah…” I was reduced to sounds and single words because he was making me feel the most exquisite ecstasy. I had a little something for him, though. “Viens en moi.” I had Jordan look that up on a website. I only hoped the translation was right.

  Alexi half laughed, half growled at that. “Cum inside of you? Mouth or ass?”

  Shit… was he asking me to make a decision? I could barely remember which name I had told him was mine at this point. “You pick,” I said, giving myself to him once more.

  He leaned down, kissing me roughly, and I loved the way his tongue felt as he took over my mouth. He started to growl again and I knew he was about to shoot. He pulled back, huffing and puffing and moaning in pleasure. I wanted to feel him cum inside my ass, to know my body had given him the sensation.

  “Shoot it in my ass. Cum in my ass. I want to feel your load inside me,” I said finally, but then I remembered he had the fucking condom on. Shit, better switch it up. “Shoot it in my mouth!”

  “Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh….hmmmm,” he belted out as his cock grew stiffer inside of me. His body started going into convulsions and he pulled out quickly, standing up in the bed as he jerked his meat. I sat up and opened my mouth, tongue out. “Ahhhhh fuuuuck, here it comes!”

  Yeah… squirt that sweet spunk all over me, baby. He roared as his hot jizz shot in my mouth and all over my face and chest. It was a messy cumload, one that I was enjoying bathing in. I managed to crack open the one eye that didn’t have cum in it and took a gander at him.

  He was quaking hard, muscles twitching and spasming as he jerked his shaft. “Oh… oh shit,” he huffed. His eyes were closed tight and his mouth was open as he indulged in his orgasm. I loved how hot he looked. Watching him got me hard all over again and I was going to make sure we did something about it, too.

  He collapsed to one knee, then on top of me when it was over, his body heaving as he sucked in as much air as his lungs could hold. “That… was… intense.”

  My legs were wrapped around his waist and I really enjoyed his weight on top of me with his body between my thighs. Yeah, Alexi was special, that much I had to admit. How much, I wasn’t quite sure yet, but I knew I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to what we had. I rolled him over, making sure I was on top of him. I wiped my right eye clean of his cum, then I was able to look at him with both eyes.

  “Think you have another load in you, or are you ready to put your teeth in a jar of fizzy cleaner and put your nightgown on?” I grinned as I taunted him.

  He laughed and slapped both of my ass cheeks. “I’m going to make you eat every old man joke your foolish, young ass comes up with.”

  I laughed. “Promise?” Oh shit… why did I say that? Saying things like that meant I wanted to keep this going. We both decided this was just sex, and I needed to make sure I kept it that way. Of course, sex wasn’t the only thing we’d been doing as of late. Eating meals and watching TV had become part of our ritual. Sometimes before we fucked, and sometimes afterward.

  “I’ve got a load I can work up for you, just need to piss,” Alexi said.

  I pouted a little and climbed off his lap, which was nice and slick with cum and other fluids. I loved how his cock laid against his thigh like a limp, thick, magic wand. He got out of the bed and went into the bathroom. In the past two weeks, I’d managed to plant a listening device in his bedroom. I knew he fucked his partner and probably anyone his cock winked at. But it was the pillow talk between him and his partner that I was interested in.

  They were the two cops investigating my vigilante crimes and I needed to know what they knew about me so I could keep one step ahead of them. So far, they had bupkis, and I wanted to keep it that way. I wondered if Jordan had listened to Alexi and I go at it just then. The first time, he said he didn’t listen to us, but then the other times, he said he had and jerked off to the sound of us fucking. I believed he was interested in meeting Alexi, too. He was a power bottom and loved a dick in his ass. Alexi knew how to treat an ass, that was for sure. But I wasn’t ready at all to have the two men in my life coming face to face, let alone cum on a face. Nope. Not ready to share, I supposed.

  “What are you thinking about?” Alexi asked me as he stood in the doorway.

  Damn, I wondered how long he’d been standing there. I hadn’t even noticed. “How I need to get home,” I said. Sure, I wanted to go another round, but that might be cutting it too close. I had to get back home, change into my servant suit, and get to Mr. Tate’s condo for my shift.

  He walked over to me and began wiping my face and chest clean of his cum with a wet wash cloth. He was always attentive and caring that way, and it was just one more thing that was drawing me closer to him. I let him cleanse me, relishing in the sensation of his hands on my body.

  “Awww, and here I was hoping you’d stay the night for once,” Alexi pouted as he cleaned the last bit of cum from my chest.

  Danger! Danger! Staying the night… I didn’t know what that meant to him, but to me, it meant that maybe our little sexual rendezvous were morphing into something else a little more personal. Staying the night meant sleeping in the same bed, perhaps wrapped up in his arms. Shit. I didn’t need this. Must stay an arm and cock length away. Play it safe.

  I climbed out of his bed. “Maybe next time.” I began picking up my clothes from the floor and he reached out, grabbing my arm and attention.

  “When are you going to tell me your real name?” he asked, and I could tell by his expression that he was serious.

  “I don’t get why you just don’t accept that Sean is my name.”

  He snorted. “Because I’m a fucking cop and I know when someone is lying to me. At first, it was cute, because we’d only fucked once prior to you giving me that alias. I didn’t press then, but I don’t like being constantly lied to about such a simple thing. You know where I live, my real name… I think you owe me something.”

  I had been hoping to avoid this conversation. I guessed I was being a little, or maybe even a lot, naïve. I sighed. Was I really about to do this shit? Was it worth
it? Maybe I could get out of it. “One day, I will.”

  He released his grip on my arm and shook his head. “Not good enough. I need to know your first name… at least give me that. Give me that, or don’t bother coming back.” The expression on his face left no room for any more procrastination on my part.

  Good this was, he was giving me a way out. A smarter man—one who wasn’t currently cockslapped by this guy—would have taken the escape. Did I want to come back? Hell, I at least had to come once more in order to check on the listening devices, but that wasn’t the only reason why I wanted to come back… and cum over and over again.

  I huffed. “I don’t like ultimatums,” I said.

  “I don’t like lies,” he countered.

  “Is this really how you want to end this night?”

  “This is how I’ll end it all if you don’t give me something I can work with.” He crossed his arms over his chest, which was nicely dusted with silver and black hair I loved running my fingers through when I was straddling and riding his ass.

  Damn it. Jordan was going to kill me.

  I sighed deeply, then looked him squarely in the eyes. “Eric. That’s my real first name.”

  Alexi smiled and nodded. “Now that, I believe.” He walked away and I figured he was going into the kitchen to grab a beer. He liked to drink a bottle after hot sex. I used the time to get my ass dressed as fast as I could. Maybe I would put a little time in between our visits. Shit, just looking at his bed and knowing the pleasure I’d experienced there… I didn’t know if I could space the time out.

  Get the hell out of there, Eric, my inner voice urged, and this time, I listened to it. I walked out of his bedroom and made my way to the front door. He caught up to me fast, slamming the door closed when I tried to open it. I turned, looking up at him.