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“Don’t touch him,” Rolf barked out. My head snapped toward him, the sudden change in his voice putting me on edge. Something passed through his features. Something I had learned to recognize as fear… but that couldn’t be right. Rolf didn’t “fear” on my behalf.
He was probably worried I would fuck this up and cause too much attention to our organization.
“Workaroundhim, agent,” he ordered. “If I find you meddling in his affairs, there will be hell to pay.”
I gritted my teeth to stop myself from saying what I really wanted to.
“You got it,sir.”
Rolf kicked the duffel bag on the ground toward me.
“Get dressed, and don’t forget the mask,” he said. “We expect this to be a longer-term job, so get comfortable and expect more work to come your way.”
I couldn’t keep the snort inside.Wemeaning the invisible organization behind Rolf. The organization I could have no contact with. Something the others dubbed “theguild”. Nowtheywanted me to take on this shitty job while also reaping the benefits of my being back in the States.
“I thought this was important. Shouldn’t I give it all my attention instead of splitting it with other jobs?”
Rolf shook his head and let out a laugh.
“You and I both know you’ll get bored,” he said. “You should be thanking me.”
“I’ll be thanking you when you let me add to my collection.”
He paused for a moment before sighing.
“Fine.”
Giddiness burst through my chest.
“You’re being rather nice to me, Rolf,” I said with a smile. “Should I be worried about what awaits me in there?”
He shook his head. “Nothing you can’t handle. But truly, no one else is suited for this job. Both the client and I have full faith that you—and only you—will be able to complete this. Don’t let us down.”
I bent down in an exaggerated bow before grabbing the duffel bag.
“You won’t regret this,” I said, snapping back up and throwing the bag over my shoulder.
“That’s not a thank you—”
“Thank you!” I called back as I turned on my heels and headed straight to the club that was lighting up the dark night.
Maybe this would turn out well for me.
Blake
Something unexpected twisted in my stomach when I saw the message come in.
The phone was on the floor, lighting up the darkness of the room, but it was close enough to make out the messages that were coming in.
I miss you, Blake.
I didn’t have time to grab for my phone before the next one came in.
Meet me in our room later? I’ll even schedule a match if you want.
Rough hands grabbed my hips, forcing me back onto the fake cock. I let out a cry and pushed my face into the soft comforter below us. A mix of pain and pleasure spread throughout my body.
My pussy was swollen and aching from being abused, but it made each and every orgasm after that so much more powerful.
