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"No, I have money to buy what I need." Digging into her loose fitting sweat pants she pulls out a crinkled wad of bills, mostly twenties and fifties, enough to let me know she doesn't need to be sitting in this drug den. She's here for a reason.
"Though, I don't think you're the type I'd be able to bribe with a thousand bucks." She smirks and shrugs one shoulder causing her breast to jiggle sensually.
"No, your money isn't going to get you out of this so what makes you think your body will?" I pull my bloody hunting knife up to her face but take care not to touch her with it. I don't want to see the blood on her skin.
"Because you like me. I know you're at least attracted to me." She pulls the string on her sweats and lets them drop down to the floor. Even more proof that she doesn't belong here. Her skin smells fresh, like soap and magnolias.
"I like you? What gives you that idea?" I raise my free hand and let the back of my hand rub softly against her nipples.
"You've been watching me. Following me around. I figured one of them sent you to take me out. I always knew this was going to happen but now that you're here, I just want a little more time." Her bright eyes lock onto my stunned ones.
None of my marks had ever seen me. At least not that I knew of. "You knew I was coming to kill you?"
"Yes. I don't want to die. Take what you want from me. All I ask for is a few more days. A few more days to live."
I should tell her no, tell her I'm not in the business of giving more time. I open my mouth to say just that when her soft hand snakes down to the front of my pants and palms my already hard cock.
"I'm not promising you anything." I mutter but press my hips forward into her grasp.
"I don't want promises, just time. When my days are up I won't fight you. I won't run away. I'll take whatever you give me, just not today." Slowly she pulls my belt open. My zipper comes apart quickly thanks to the weight of my Beretta still secured to my side.
I shouldn't be doing this but what's a few more days. A week tops. I already know where she is, it's not like I'm going to lose track of her anytime soon.
"If you try anything you'll regret it Stella."
"I've got nothing to try. Nothing but trying to make this somewhat good for me as it will be for you." She jokes but I take it as a challenge.
"You wound my pride. I make sure I'm the best at what I do, fucking included." I don't take my shirt off, only lower my pants down past my thighs. "On the ground." I order.
She spreads her clothing out underneath her and lays down quickly, her body shaking. Either from fear or from the chill in the air. I'm not sure which. The vulnerability makes her even more gorgeous. The den is dark but there's enough light spilling in through the windows that I can see that blush crawling up her body.
She turns me on. More than any woman should.
"You're right, I've watched you. I've been watching you for months. I've learned what you like. How your body squirms." Trailing my hand down the center of her chest until I get to the triangle of hair between her legs where I stop, "You'll come for me Stella, and if you try to lie to me, I'll know it."
Slowly, I move my fingers between her folds and softly begin to massage her clit until her breathing speeds up and her thighs begin to shake. Her cunt is slick, arousal coats my fingertips and I'm tempted to bring my hand up to my mouth just for one taste. I'd been watching her for so long, the thought of tasting her is right up top in my fantasies as feeling her pussy squeeze and milk my cock.
Yes, that's what I want. That's what I need. Then I’ll be done with this obsession.
"Stella, open up for me. Show me what I get for sparing your life."
With a deep moan, she spreads her legs a bit wider and in the dim light I can see how slick she is. It's been so long since I've had a woman. The fact that it's Stella who I'm about to sink into just makes it that much better.
I’m breathing fast, someone can come in at any moment.
I’d be bare and vulnerable for all the world to see. The hit for Stella is open and the price just went up. There’s no telling who else is already on the way to take her life.
My cock is already rock hard and my control is non-existent.
Faster than I want, I slide the very tip of my dick inside of her and her cunt squeezes me hard. The sensation is too much to bear. Any thoughts of moving slowly evaporate from my mind and I slam into the hilt. Determined to touch every wall inside of her.
“Fuck. I knew you’d be tighter than a damn virgin.”
“Not quite, but just about.” She whispers back.
Just about? Does she mean she’s just about a virgin because I’d believe her. Before she got mixed up with the coke she was a good girl. At least that’s what the file says about her. How she’d fallen so far so fast is both sad and unbelievable.
My thrusts are brutal and I see the pain radiating on her face as I plunge into her body. Her back slides and scrapes against the dirty, cracked floor.
