by Crimson Syn
“Why?”
I look up at him then. “Because I’m his Old Lady, that’s why. Because that’s my job.”
His nostrils flared as he breathed out, making the muscles on his neck flex. He looked like he wanted to rip someone’s head off, yet it was turning me on to no end.
“And your job entails fucking a murderer?”
“Hey!” I walked a few steps up to him and pointed at him angrily. “What I do in my job is none of your business. I didn’t ask for you to be here so I could hear your lewd opinions. I asked for you because I needed you.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath realizing I had let the small confession slip from my lips. “I need your skills and I need for you to do your job.”
“I didn’t know the FBI had such intricate job descriptions. Please tell me, will I have to fuck around to get what I want.”
My eyes widened. “Don’t you fucking dare talk to me like that! You have no idea what I go through on a daily basis. What I’ve been through this last year. You have no right to judge me!”
He glared at me for a moment and then he dropped his head in defeat. When he looked back up at me, his eyes had softened, but I didn’t let him speak. I didn’t want to hear his apology. He considered me a slut, and that was enough.
“Just, do what you came here to do. I’ll see you later.”
I was skimming past him when he suddenly grabbed my waist and slammed me against the door. I was completely pressed against his hard body, with one hand on the back of my neck and the other wrapped around my torso. Man, was he powerful. I felt so small in his arms.
“Don’t do it. Don’t go to him.” His whispered hoarsely. The anguish in his voice, rumbled against my neck.
I don’t know why he did it, but his assault was sweet and unexpected. Instinctively, I stroked his arms and biceps that were gently cradling me. “I have to. If I don’t he’ll know something’s wrong.”
He nuzzled my neck and I felt electricity pour out and heat my senses. His touch ignited every cell in my body and it felt amazing.
“Stay with me.”
I moaned as he bit down on the curve of my neck, his tongue grazing my clavicle bone, his hands were massaging my muscles, making me melt. “I have to go.” I breathed.
He pressed his hips against me and I could feel his length along my stomach. “No you don’t. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I’ll protect you.”
I threw my head back as he dragged his lips across my neck, leaving wet kisses behind. “Gunner, please.”
“Please what, baby?”
I tried to come to my senses. “Please put me down.”
He shook his head. “I don’t think I can do that. You feel so good.”
It did feel good, a little too good and I needed to put a stop to this. I knew he was going to be trouble as soon as he looked at me, but I couldn’t help myself. He’d been too tempting to not have by my side. I wanted his protection, but I found myself wanting him even more desperately. It had been too long since a man touched me like this, and I’d never even experienced someone like Gunner before. He lit up my entire body.
“Mmmm,” I moaned. “We shouldn’t do this. Not here.” I whispered.
He tilted his head and looked at me angrily. “Are you going to go up there and fuck him?”
“Jesus, Gunner. You don’t have to say it that way.”
He let go of me then and his warmth disappeared, replaced by a sudden emptiness. “Then in what way do you want me to say it?”
“I don’t know, but not in that way,” I hissed.
“Would you rather I said I want you to stay so I can fuck you. So I can sink myself deep inside of you. To stay so that you could fuck me, use me.” His words made my pussy clench and I gasped.
“Gunner…Gunner, you need to control yourself. Remember why we’re here. I can’t have you with me if you’re going to act this way. I’ve been at this for too long. I can’t afford you blowing my cover.”
“I don’t want you to go up there.” He pressed his forehead to mine and leaned into me. “I don’t know why, but I don’t want anyone else touching you.”
I was both shocked and turned on by his confession. He was so open about what he felt and I wasn’t really prepared for it. His words were possessive and I found myself yearning for more. Instead, I reached for the doorknob and managed to slide under his arm. “I have to go.”
He gave me an agonizing look and I quickly ran out and slammed the door behind me.
What the hell just happened. I nearly lost control. I never lose control.
I paused for a second, to catch my breath.
Get it together Burke. You have a job to do. Even if it involves having sex with a pig, when what you really want to do is wrap your legs around a man. A man like Jason Gunner.
5
GUNNER
I slammed myself down on the makeshift couch and dust puffed out of every fucking corner.
“What the fuck?” I say out loud to the empty space. I had her right here, in my arms. Her body felt perfect against mine. All soft and plush. If she would have let me, I would have given her what her body begged for. She was practically shouting for me to take her, to take her away from here. One more minute and I would have buried myself inside her sweet heat.
“Shit, Gunner. Get your shit together, man. She’s just another chick. A curvy, sensual, lavender smelling, beautiful…angel.” I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. Who was I kidding? The woman had it all. Kickass and gorgeous, a pure sexual mix that had me all gooey eyed and love sick. I grimaced. She was pulling shit out of me, I’d never fucking tell a soul.
Ever since I saw her that day, I have been fantasizing about having her under me, above me, against every stable object I could find. I especially had an obsession with that tight ass of hers. And now, I had to bite my tongue and look the other way as she was taken by the fucker upstairs. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. There had to be something I could do.
I got up and went back into the main hall. Quickly, I searched the premises and found it to be a dingy run of the mill bar. There wasn’t a soul in sight and I quickly make my way up a back staircase. I heard faint muffled voices and then a shout. I approached one of the doors that was slightly ajar.
As I peeked through the gap, I was filled with rage and then lust. Rafael was seated in a chaise lounge and Chastity was kneeling before him, the thin straps of her thong hugging her perfect heart-shaped ass. Her naked back was unveiled to my eyes and my cock jutted up in my pants. She was apologizing profusely as he lay on his back.
“Fuck, Preciosa! I didn’t want to cum so fast, but you made me shoot anyway.” He sat up and looked down at her. “Why? I wanted to be buried deep inside you, now you’ll have to wait to be pleased another time.”
I heard her small voice answer. “It’s alright, baby. I can wait.”
She stood up and picked up a black silk robe that lay on the bed. Then she turned towards the door and her eyes caught mine. She stared at me, shocked.
Our eyes met, hers wide and in shock, mine hungry for her. I let my eyes run down her stunning body, from her appetizingly juicy tits to her narrow waist, a small diamond piercing peeked through her belly button and I couldn’t help but stroke my cock through my jeans. I took my time staring at the deep swell of her hips right to the light blonde patch of hair that peaked out of that sheer thong. A sexy piece of skimpy material that covered her pink sheath and had me hard as a fucking rock. She was fucking beautiful. Her cheeks turned a beet red as I continued my lascivious path back up her body. The flush of her cheeks ran down her neck and touched the sweet areolas of her puckered nipples. She was a sight to behold, and it took everything in me not to barge in there and take what was mine.
She licked her lips sensually and then gingerly closed her robe and tied it tightly around her waist. She turned her back to me and I pressed my back against the wall.
“I’m going to go to my room now and freshen up. Will yo
u be alright?” I heard him mumble some stupid answer and finally, she left the room. She looked up at me and quickly pulled me towards another bedroom down the hallway and far away from Espino’s. This one was a lot bigger and brighter than my own. At least she was treated right.
As soon as she slammed the door and locked it, she turned a furious glare at me.
“What the fuck were you doing? Were you spying on me?”
She was angry and her breasts heaved as she took in deep breaths. Her robe had fallen open and I could make out the swell of her pale orbs. “I was going to find a way to interrupt you, but I was too late.” I dropped my eyes to her tits.
“So, what? You decided to watch the show instead?”
“Fuck, no!” I hissed, a disgusting visual forming in my head.
“Then what the hell were you doing, standing there?”
I stared at her for a moment and then figured honesty was best. “I couldn’t take my eyes off you. You are so fucking gorgeous.”
Her cheeks tinted once again and my groin roared to life. I took the few steps towards her and pulled her towards me. She pressed her fingers to my lips, before I could press them to hers.
“This is wrong.” She closed her eyes. “I shouldn’t let you do this.”
“How many times?”
“What?”
I stroked her cheek. “How many times have you had to...with him?”
I hated asking, but I needed her honesty. I needed to know what I was up against.
She looked up at me and chewed nervously on her bottom lip.
“If you don’t want to talk about it...”
“The first time was hard. It felt like I was selling my body, or something. Then it happened again and again, and I grew numb to it. I kept telling myself it was a job, but it fucked with my head.”
I pulled her towards me. She nuzzled into my chest and continued in a tiny voice. “I figured out a way to make him cum hard, not that he ever lasted. I don’t ever use my mouth. I use my hands and give him the dirtiest images possible. For some reason, it works. Then I keep him at bay by bringing over as many girls as possible. I know his type, so I pay them to fuck him all night. To tire him out so that he doesn’t come after me.”
I stroked her hair, hearing her moan softly against my neck. “Has he ever forced you?”
She shook her head and looked up at me. “No. Never.”
I growled. “Good. Cause I’ll fucking kill him if he does.”
I stroked her bottom lip, feeling her warm sigh on my fingertips. “Such a pretty mouth belongs to me.” She gasped as I bent down and grazed my lips gently against hers.
“You belong to me.”
I showed her just how much I meant what I said. I showed her my ownership of her mouth as I trailed my tongue along hers, letting them tangle in wet heat. She whimpered against my lips and melted into me.
I gripped her waist tightly and ran my lips along her cheek, up to her eyebrows. I pressed tender kisses to her eyelids, her cheeks, her neck, until I found what I wanted. Opening the sash of her robe I kneeled before her and sucked in one juicy white breast.
She grabbed my hair, running her fingers through it and moaning quietly. “Nnnngh, Jason.”
I squeezed her other breast gently and then brought it to my mouth, my tongue slowly lapping at her nipple, my teeth grazing the soft puckering flesh and then biting the tightened tip. She whimpered as I ran my hands down her body, kneading her hips and squeezed her round butt cheeks.
I trailed kisses across her tight tummy and licked her belly button, tugging gently on her piercing with my teeth. I felt her knees shake and I held her tighter against me. I then proceeded to lift her leg above my right shoulder and I could smell that musky scent of arousal which caused my cock to jerk in my pants. I ran my tongue against her inner thigh and watched her silently as she purred and murmured incoherent words. She was completely lost to my heated touches and my possessiveness kicked in. I blew gently along her hot opening and her eyes shot down to mine as I teased her.
“Your mine,” was all I whispered and drove my tongue into her depths, separating her folds and tasting her for the first time. She was sweet and tangy and everything a woman should be. She gasped and bit her lip, throwing her head back as I devoured her. I made sure to play close attention to her folds, nipping and sucking, slurping at her entrance. My muscle writhing and twisting inside of her. She squirmed above me and continued to produce breathy sighs and quiet sexy moans. Finally, after a few minutes of teasing her, I stiffened my tongue and flicked it against her swollen pearl. Her hips jerked against me and I ran my tongue from the top of her clit right to her dirty hole, making sure to insert my tongue briefly, teasing her rear as much as her front. She hissed and gripped my hair. I dragged my tongue back up to her hardened button and sucked it into my mouth, suctioning it softly at first and then with more force as she swiveled her lips and pressed my head against her. Her juices ran across my face coating my beard and I continued to eat her snatch like my life depended on it.
The entire time she remained quiet. All soft whispers and whimpers, that is, until I slid my index finger inside of her. The word oh dragged from her lips in a deep guttural moan. I stopped and pressed my finger to my lips, toying with her.
“Shhhh.” I lapped at her clit gently.
She shook her head from side to side and started to beg me. “Please, Jason. God, don’t stop.” I smirked and went right back to the task at hand. I continued to pump my fingers inside of her wet hot hole.
“Cum for me, baby. Fuck yourself on my fingers and cum for me.”
She didn’t need any more encouragement and she quickly got to work sliding herself in and out of my hand as I worked her clit. Her orgasm crashed through her at full force and she jerked sexily above me. I gripped her waist and dragged my fingers across the top of her pussy prolonging the sensations. Her knees buckled and she dropped to the floor. I lay her down on the carpeted floor, my fingers still pumping in and out of her as her hips rose, riding another wave of orgasmic bliss. I clamped my lips down onto her, lapping up all of her juices. Looking up at her I realized she’d covered her mouth with both hands. Her hips humping up at me lewdly as she muffled those squeals that I yearned to hear.
About a minute later, her hips collapse on the floor and her body lay limp. I climbed on top of her and kissed her cheek and neck. She ran her hands through my hair as she stared at the ceiling. She looked like she wanted to say something, but couldn’t form the words.
I hovered over her naked form. Her hair was spread out around her and her silky, plush robe lay open and in disarray. I stroked her breast and smiled at her. “You okay?”
She nodded, still in a daze. When she opened her lips to say something I shook my head.
“Shhh. Don’t say anything.” I ran my hand down her neck and torso. I followed the dip of her tummy and roundness of her hip, until I squeezed that sweet ass of hers. She whimpered and placed her hand on my chest.
“Later, when we’re not in this godforsaken shithole, I want to hear you scream my name as I take you. But for now, I’ll enjoy these sweet moments with you.”
She smiled and kissed my forehead.
There was a sudden pounding at the door and she sat up, pushing me back as she did. I lied on my side smirking as I watched her scramble up, frowning as she covered up her luscious body. She turned to me and widened her eyes in desperation. Dragging me up she pointed to the closet and pressed her finger to her lips. I grimaced and made my way inside, leaving the door slightly ajar so I could hear the conversation. Seconds later, Espino’s voice rang through the room.
“Baby, I’m gonna’ go meet with Andino, seems like La Cruz has some orders for me. Looks like the Hellbound Lovers may have finally caved. Make sure your cousin doesn’t get into any trouble or take anything that isn’t his.”
I smirked from my hiding spot thinking how right he was to be concerned. “Already took it, Motherfucker.” I snarled under my breath.
A few seconds later, he was gone. As soon as the door closed I stepped out. Chastity stood against the door sighing in relief.
“You need to leave.”
I pout. “Do I have to? Couldn’t I just wash your pussy for you? I could really get in there, get all that creaminess out of you so I could get it all dirty again.”
She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me to the door. “As tempting as that sounds, I can’t afford to get caught with you in here.”
“Why not? We’re family.” My horny self hadn’t found its release yet and was doing all the talking for me.
“Out.” She said shoving me towards the door.
I turned to her and she stopped. “Fine. But I’ll be back, Agent, and I expect a kiss when I see you.”
She rolled her eyes and with a smile, she pushed me out the door.
I looked down the empty hallway and grinned. This little scenario was turning out a lot better than I had hoped.
6
CHASTITY
I let the hot water cascade down my body as images of what Gunner had just done to me flooded my senses. My nipples were taut and my pussy continued to clench involuntarily. My body was screaming for me to run to him, but it was too dangerous. If Rafael found out, he’d kill Gunner. He was the type to shoot and ask questions later. I couldn’t afford letting Jason get hurt. He meant too much to me. In a matter of hours, the man had managed to get under my skin, literally. He’d aroused every part of my being, including awakening that secluded part of my heart that hadn’t been on alert for years. My body practically sang under his hands and mouth, and as soon as it felt his fiery touch I didn’t want to stop him. I would have let him do whatever he wanted to me. The man just took what he wanted yet he gave me so much more. He hadn’t asked for anything in return. Just me.
I shut off the water and I stepped out, breathing in the steam. Toweling off I wondered how he was faring downstairs. Would they open up to him, or were they giving him a hard time? I was afraid that they might hurt him, but if he was my family then maybe they’d respect that.
