by Alice Cooper
“I’ll be sure not to make him wait any longer than necessary.” “I really don’t know what I’m getting myself into. His description of Jordan causes me some alarm, but I really don’t know, until I see it for myself. I’m kind of curious and maybe that is what gets those cats killed.” She walked downstairs with that dress following her like it was her own personal shield against the prying eyes of others. She knew what kind of effect she had on men and she played that off with a bit of flirtation. She didn’t feel comfortable in her own skin, but she could fake it with the best of them.
Jordan was sitting outside enjoying a fine September Indian summer. He was wearing a suit and not sweating even a little bit. He was ice cold and if somebody were to touch his hands, they would think that he was already dead.
“I know that you don’t like this, Jordan, but it’s necessary. We’ve been having problems with this one and we really need you to take a personal interest. She needs to know her place and I believe that you are the right man to get the job done.” Jamison Crane was what most people called the godfather. His mane of white hair was not the only thing that he was known for. He was ruthless and took no prisoners and had the courtesy of having Jordan in his back pocket. “We’ve been friends a long time and maybe that is simplifying things a little bit too much. I really want to make this transition for you and her seamless.” Outside on the lawn were the makings of a wedding with rose petals littering a pathway up to a pedestal where a priest was waiting with the good book in hand.
“Mr. Crane, I’m only doing this for a favor to be named later. You don’t have to lie to me. I know the real reason why you want to have her with me. This is a means to an end. I’m not exactly stupid and I have the kind of IQ that would make Einstein jealous. This is a way for you to make sure that I’m not getting cold feet. You want somebody that will report back to you.” Jordan had said it with no emotion whatsoever. He squinted his eyes at the spectacle in front of him. He really didn’t understand the trappings of a ring around somebody’s finger. “I can’t begrudge the way that you’re feeling. I have been unpredictable and sometimes I have a mind of my own. You knew that when you hired me and over time, I’ve begun to take a few unnecessary risks for my own benefit financially.” Jordan had thought about walking away, but he didn’t know anything else.
“I’m glad that you understand, but I’m not sure how I feel about you actually knowing what I’m doing. I’m usually more subtle about these things. I think that you’ll find that having a woman in your life that will bend over backwards to please you is a good thing. I have one of them myself. Melanie is my crowning achievement and I have molded her into the perfect woman for me. She accompanies me to functions and she even offers advice that I have taken on occasion.” It was about that time that Jordan heard the door opening and he swing around to see a vision in loveliness. She was young and up close and personal, she was even more beautiful than when he saw her through the window last night.
Jamison motioned for Lila to have a seat. He was doing her this courtesy because she was now going to be his eyes and ears on the one man that had become elusive. If for any reason he wanted to disappear, he could probably do it without him knowing about it. “I think that I’ll leave the two of you alone to get better acquainted. The wedding will commence in less than an hour. I don’t really care if you like each other or not. You will walk down that aisle and I will be there to witness it.” Wearing a stark white suit, Jamison lifted his 300 pound muscular frame and walked away.
Lila sat there and picked at her food. She casually looked over at Jordan and couldn’t stop staring at his eyes. The guard was right and there was no emotion behind the pupils. He was stone faced and had the kind of demeanor that would make anyone run the opposite direction. “You are very handsome. I will do my best to make you happy in every way. If you would permit me, I would like to show you how I can be accommodating.” I’ve always started any arrangement like this. It was the best way to get them to realize that I was not going to be a problem. By giving in to my desire to suck cock, I will make him see that I can be trusted with just about anything. I’m actually looking forward to tasting the product of his arousal. I just hope that he’s worth the effort.”
“I’m not going to stop you from doing anything. If this is what you need to do, then by all means show me.” He knew what she was referring to. He spread his legs under the table and then reached down to unzip his pants. He pulled out the snake from within. “I am a bit more than a mouthful. I don’t think that I’m anything that you can’t handle. Let’s see you in action. We both know that chemistry is one of the most important things in a relationship. We may be strangers, but under the skin we still both bleed the same color.” Jordan saw Lila dab her lips and those plump juicy things were the perfect complement to slip over the crown of his meat stick.
“I’m so glad that you are willing to play along for the sake of appearances. We both know that they’re watching and hoping that we’re going to get on famously. I’ve been taught to enjoy sex and not just go through the motions. I love the feel of a nice hot cock in my mouth. The only thing that I like better is to feel it squirt several times over my tongue and then cover my lips with the last and remaining bit of seed. Let’s see if I can’t bring you to attention soldier.” She left the comfort of the chair for the more hardened surface of the concrete slab underneath. She saw that he was already ready and that he wasn’t lying about being more than a mouthful.
“I really don’t have all day. Our wedding is getting ready, as we speak. You need to…need to…well… I have to say that that was unexpected.” His cock was enveloped into the hot oven of her mouth. She skimmed the surface with their plump red lips taking him all the way down to the root. She stayed there swallowing his whole thing and not even showing any signs of gagging. “I have to say that you are definitely not going to slip out of my hands or maybe that is the other way around.” He looked down to see her working her magic. His balls began to fill up with the necessary offering.
“I see that you have company. If you need to be alone, then I will be more than happy to give you that moment to yourselves. I only came over to ask you to be kind to her and she is better than all of us combined. Treat her with respect and she will do practically anything for pleasure.” Melanie had seen everything from a distance and decided that she wanted to make things very clear from the very beginning. “Don’t hurt her, but she does like a rough.” At the sound of her voice, there was the telltale bang of somebody’s head slamming up against the bottom of the table. I’m sure that she doesn’t like me being crude, but trust me she’s well worth the effort.”
Lila stuck her head out from underneath “Melanie, don’t you see that I’m doing something here. Could you leave us alone for about 10 minutes?” Lila was sure that she could get the job done in that time. What she didn’t realize was that Jordan had perfected the art of abstinence. He could literally control his own orgasm, but only if he wasn’t overwhelmed by somebody with an immense talent that went beyond anything that he had ever had before.
Jordan had had women go down on him in the past, but it was mostly to get one out of the chamber or part of his job in seducing a young unsuspecting thing. He prided himself on having control over his body in every way. He had honed it to a razor’s edge. He could call upon any of his expertise whenever he damn well pleased. He felt a certain something and swallowed awkwardly at the very notion that this girl could have him in the palm of her hand.
“I can assure you that I have no ill conceived intentions when it comes to Lila.” He was trying to say these words, but at the same time his loins were becoming hard to ignore. “I think that Lila and I can handle it from… HEREEEE.” He choked on that last word with his eyes fluttering from the kind of pleasure that he was experiencing. This girl had a certain something. She had this innocence and experience that she was uniquely able to bring about at a moment’s notice.
“As long as we see each other eye to eye,
then I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t bless this union.” Melanie got up and kissed Jordan on both cheeks in an Italian welcome to the family. She felt like she was the woman behind the man, never fully realizing that she was barely a blip on the radar. She wasn’t even the only one that Jamison was spending time with. He had a tendency to test out those nubile young bodies that came into the flesh trade. He made millions and the added bonus of getting some on the side was too much of a temptation to let go.
The cock in her mouth was slick to the touch and rivers of her spit were now drooling from her mouth steadily. She was always a big believer that the wetter the better between her legs and between her lover’s at the same time. She loved the texture and that salty taste that came from the tip was like a spigot had been turned. “I can’t be sure, but I think that he likes this a little bit too much. It’s like he has no control. I’m thinking that maybe he doesn’t really understand what I bring to the table.” She went back to performing her duties, loving every minute of it and not even feeling embarrassed by doing this in this fashion. She couldn’t have cared less if Jamison himself stuck his head underneath the table to look at her do what she had been trained to do.
“I’m sitting here and I still can’t believe it. You’re definitely not the kind of girl that is going to steer me wrong. My god, where the hell did you learn to do something like that?” Jordan could feel her tongue coming out and slurping across his balls, while at the same kind deepthroating his weapon of choice. “I may have found a girl that can do something that others can’t… Ahhhh…you’re definitely a keeper.” He moaned, as he slammed his hands down onto the table with such force that the cutlery and the food on the plate actually bounced from the impact.
Lila was holding his balls, pulling them down, so that he could get the sensation of orgasm, but still be ramrod stiff. She squeezed at the base, as he shuddered through that orgasm. It was the dry kind and was only meant to bring him to a more transcendent kind of climax in the end. Keeping him in her mouth, she delivered a performance that was worth the price of admission. They definitely had very little in common, except their bodies were remarkably tuned to one another. “The one thing that I can give Melanie all the credit in the world for is for teaching me how to give men what they want. I took everything that she taught me and I put my own special spin on it. I found my own technique that works wonders, but every man is different. I have to find what works for one, when it won’t work for the other. He’s very appreciative. He may try to hide his emotions from others, but they are lying bare in front of me.” Lila knew that there was no promise of tomorrow. Accidents happen all the time and sometimes they weren’t even accidents.
“I will never take you for granted. I will give you a good life and as long as you know your place, we will have no problems. I love the way that you suck it deep and hold it there for a few seconds. I can feel the constricting walls of your throat and I’m this close to cumming in that pretty mouth of yours. You do want my seed? That’s really not a question. It’s more of a fact than anything else… YESSSSSS.” He thought that he had cum before, but now that he had full control of his faculties, he was vividly aware that this was an intensity that went beyond all others.
The shooting streams were a little out of control. He looked down upon this Angelic face with the dirty blond hair fanning over his crotch and he couldn’t believe his good fortune. This woman was in a league of her own and maybe people had underestimated her. It was like they were made for each other.
“It took a lot for Lila to keep up with the flow. She never let a single drop escape her attention and then she did him the honor of licking him clean afterwards. She tucked him back into his pants, licking her lips and then climbing out from under the table to cleanse her palette with some of the fresh fruit. She was a little flushed, but it certainly wasn’t from embarrassment. It was from the excitement of doing him and knowing that his reaction was genuine and not just putting on a show. She had heard that his exploits in the sack were legendary, but she also heard that his bedside manner was something that you had to get used to. She really wasn’t sure what to make of him. “I know that I should probably be afraid of him. His eyes certainly tell a tale and it’s almost this horror story that keeps playing over and over again.
“I think that you are sexy and having you in my bed doing those naughty deeds that I have in my head is going to be both of our pleasure. After the wedding, I plan to fuck you. I’m going to take that sweet little body of yours and destroy it for any other man. You will be ready for me whenever I come home and feel the need to plug one of your holes. You won’t wear any clothes, except for those that I lay out for you for the day. It could be, as simple as a nice dress, or something more risqué like lingerie. It depends on my mood at the time.” He had enough to worry about than to have her thinking that she had a mind of her own.
Chapter 3
Standing at the altar should have been every girl’s dream come true, but for Lila it was not exactly like that. She had the white virginal gown, but that was a bit of a joke considering where she came from and what she did on any given day. She was a little embarrassed by having some of her friends stand close by, although she wasn’t exactly sure that she could call them friends.
“We gather here today…” The priest was a good friend of the godfather and was doing him a solid by being here in person to officiate the proceedings.
Neither Lila nor Jordan were really listening to the priest say his piece. They were looking at each other and neither one really knew what the other was thinking. Jordan was thinking that maybe he had found a woman that he could actually spend time with other than the prerequisite hour that it would take to spend his money and go their separate ways. He secretly harbored a desire for intimacy, because he never got that growing up. He was a loose cannon and being from a broken home had turned him to the streets for some type of guidance.
“… speak now or forever hold your peace.” Lila looked around and she could tell that most that had attended were under the purview of Jamison. The man himself was sitting in the front row eagerly awaiting the ceremony to begin and end. He had better things to do and this was only a small step in a grander scheme to take over control of other territories. He had always had ulterior motives and if it didn’t benefit him, then it wasn’t worth doing. Melanie was sitting right beside him and he was touching her hand and feeling the softest of her skin. He worried that one day that she would be too old and that she would have to be traded in for a younger model. He was all about the vitality of life and having youth in his bed clawing at his body every night was his way of holding on to his like grim death.
“I’m wondering if the groom and bride have something to say to each other.” The priest wanted them to exchange vows, but it didn’t look like they had prepared anything in advance. “It is my honor to present to you Mr. and Mrs.… Mr. and Mrs.…” The priest had no idea what name they had taken and he was flown in here specifically to do the deed and then go away.
“Mr. and Mrs. Holden.” Seeing that the priest was floundering, Jordan decided to throw him a lifeline. He had promised himself that he wouldn’t get caught in an arrangement where he would have a ball and chain around his ankle. This was different and the only person that was going to be somewhat a prisoner was Lila. He could still feel her lips wrapped around him and when he used the facilities before the ceremony, he had the ring of her lipstick to remind him of the fact that they had done that right here in the godfathers home. He had no desire to wash off her mark; until such time that she was able to do it with her own mouth and lips.
There was a chorus of applause, Lila was still casually looking at this man and not quite getting a good read on him. “I know that he’s deadly, but I don’t understand why everybody is so afraid of him. I made him spill in my mouth and I had done it with a flair for the dramatic. I like to please, I also like to surprise and maybe I found the right man that will appreciate my talents. He has already told me
that I will be wearing whatever he wants and I have no problem doing that. It’s a far cry from being naked all the time and waiting for the man to come home to have his way with me. He has a lot going for him and his 8 inches is more than enough. It’s thick and demanding and I love the way that it spits hot white venom into my mouth. I look forward to feeling his seed being enveloped by the silky lips of my sex.
“I want to welcome the both of you into the institution of marriage. I hope that you treat it with the respect that it deserves. I’m having an after wedding party in your honor. I do hope that you will be there and not just run for the nearest room to consummate the union.” Jamison looked around and everybody started to snicker underneath their breath. They knew better not to leave him hanging with dead silence, as his only means of response. “I also have a wedding gift that I think that Jordan will specifically enjoy.” He clapped his hands and the roar of the engine made everybody turn.
In the yard a few yards away was a black 2016 mustang convertible. It still had that new car smell and the gleaming metal was like a beacon to anyone that was a muscle car enthusiast. Jamison thought that he would see a smile on Jordan’s face, but he never changed from his trademark stoic look. He was a little disappointed. He thought for sure that he was going to be the first man ever to see him smile.
“It’s a beautiful piece of machinery, Mr. Crane. I will give it the proper respect, but before we leave can we have those idiotic cans taken off of it. It’s sleazy and I don’t want any part of it.” His voice was laced with a sickly terror that was meant to put people in their place. “I don’t want to be some kind of spectacle driving down the street with my arm around my bride. Make sure that they are gone post haste or I will do it for you and you won’t like where I put the cans. I do hope that there’s going to be food, because I am famished. I think that I might have to have a little something before things begin.” He looked towards Lila and envisioned her wrapped around his head with her pussy grinding against his mouth over and over again in orgasmic glee.
