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“I appreciate your concern, Dylan. We’ve been focusing on gathering intel and trying to understand his motives. When the time is right, we’ll make our move. Patience can be a powerful weapon.”

“Well, how about we make use of another powerful weapon?” Dylan lifts his chin.

“What do you have in mind?”

“I can ask the mayor to lean on Damian.”

Damian’s proposal to leverage the mayor’s influence on our behalf sparks a flicker of interest in me. This certainly holds a glimmer of potential advantage.

“I have connections with the mayor,” he continues, “and if I ask, he might persuade Damian to be more forthcoming. It’s in his best interest to keep things stable in the underworld.”

The wheels in my mind turn as I consider the implications. Trusting Damian’s influence with the mayor could yield valuable insights, but it’s a risky gambit.

“Do it, but make sure Damian doesn’t suspect any collusion. If he thinks we’re playing him, it could escalate things.”

Dylan nods, a sly smile playing on his lips. “I’ll handle it delicately. The mayor owes me a favor or two. He won’t refuse.”

“If you pull this off, it might be me who owes you a favor,” I say, smiling suggestively.

“I might know just how I want that favor to be realized.”

After dinner, Dylan leads me to his car. In near silence, he drives to his place, and he leads me inside, straight to his bedroom.

It seems he wants his favor early.

I suppose I might oblige.

Dylan smirks wickedly, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he pulls me into a deep and passionate kiss. His hand gently caresses my cheek, his fingers trailing down to my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

“Let’s make a deal, shall we?” he murmurs against my lips. “I’ll help you get what you want, and you’ll give me something in return. Something special, something that only you can provide.”

I raise an eyebrow, intrigued by his proposition. “What do you have in mind?”

“Your trust, Vanessa,” he replies, his voice low and seductive. “I need your trust. Without it, there’s no relationship, no alliance. And once I have your trust, there’s nothing we can’t accomplish together.”

I reach down and pat his erection through his pants. “You can trust me all right, with everything, including your cock.”

With a smirk, I unzip his pants and release his hardening cock. I bend down, my lips brushing against the sensitive skin, teasing him gently with my tongue. The taste of him is intoxicating, his scent driving me wild with desire.

His hands grip my hair, guiding my movements as I suck him deeper, my tongue dancing around his shaft. The pleasure in his eyes is evident, and I can feel him trembling, his need for release growing with each passing second.

I pull away, looking up at him with a wicked grin. “You want me to trust you, Dylan? I’m not sure I can, not completely. But I can certainly make you feel good, and in return, you can make me feel things I’ve never felt before.”

With that, I take him back into my mouth, sucking him harder and faster, my hand stroking his shaft in rhythm with my bobbing head.

The salty taste of his pre-cum mingles with the musky scent of his arousal, and I can feel his hardness throbbing against my mouth. My tongue dances around the head of his cock, savoring the subtle taste of him.

His breath hitches, his back arching as I take him deeper.

“Vanessa, you’re... I... I can’t...” he groans, his voice strained with ecstasy. “I want to fuck you, to claim you as mine.”

I suck even harder, desperate for him to come in my mouth.

“Oh, fuck, Vanessa,” he groans, his voice hoarse with pleasure. His hands grip my head, his fingers tangled in my hair. “Stop. Stop. I want to fuck your pussy.”

I want that but later. He can have me his way later.

Right now, he’s mine.

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