“Oh, I’m not done with you, Natalia. You didn’t get to come, and that simply will not do,” she purrs. My belly tightens at her words, and I worry my lip between my teeth before finding my voice.
“Make me come then,Kotik.”I goad her.
She slithers her way down between my legs and says, “I plan to, but I think I should know what my girl tastes like first, don’t you?” Grabbing my legs, she pushes them further apart, leaning down and lightly running the tip of her pink tongue up my pussy. I groan, and she pulls back, looking up at me. “You taste like fucking heaven, Natalia. I’ve thought about tasting this perfect pussy for years,” she says, then flattens her tongue against my clit and eats my pussy like a starving woman.
I thrash on the bed like a girl possessed, moaning and grinding my pussy against her face. With no warning, she spears my center with three fingers and sucks hard on my clit, making me explode.
“Kotik...Katia...OOH!” she pulls her fingers from me and kisses my inner thigh. She moves back up, so we are lying side by side, facing each other.
“You okay?” she asks.
“More than okay,” I reply, panting. She reaches down, pulling the blanket up over us, and we fall asleep just staring at one another.
Waking up the next morning, I roll over, but the bed is empty. Sitting up, I look around the room and rub the sleep from my eyes. I hear the shower running.Ah, Katia got in the shower first thing. I move from the bed and head toward the bathroom. Sliding the curtain back, Katia turns and smiles at me. “You okay? Regretting last night?” she asks nervously.
Stepping into the shower, so we are chest to chest, I softly push her against the shower wall and drop to my knees. “I’d like to show you just how little I regret what we did,” I coo as I grab her right leg and put it on the edge of the tub. I look up at her from my spot on my knees, and before she can say anything, I suction my lips around her clit and suck. She screams, but I don’t stop. I push two fingers inside her tight channel and flick my tongue up and down on her clit fast. She grabs my hair and shoves my face deeper into her pussy. I continue to suck on her clit and then bite down on it roughly. She throws her head back against the shower wall as she cums on my tongue. I clean up her release with my mouth and remove my fingers before standing up to kiss her lips and leaving the shower.
Holy fuck, that was hot as hell.
Alexie
Standingatthekitchencounter, waiting for the coffee to finish brewing, I hear someone enter behind me. I turn around and see Natalia standing at an open cabinet, searching for a mug. Her bright red hair is still wet from a shower. Strolling up behind her, I snag her around the waist and whisper, “Did you have a good night,Malyshka?I could hear you from down the hall.” Spinning her around to face me, I give her a wink.
She nods hesitantly at me as her cheeks redden. “Don’t be shy,Zaychik.I rather enjoyed the noises coming from your room. I was actually picturing us all pleasing you together. Would you like that, Natalia? All your men and Katia bringing you ecstasy like you’ve never felt before? As soon as Papa is dealt with, I’m making that happen,” I tell her as I give her a soft kiss.
“Speaking of your Papa, how are you feeling about seeing him tonight? He’ll know you were working to bring him down now,” she asks. I just shrug and fill my mug with coffee.
“Papa will hopefully be no more after tonight. He should have never started trafficking humans if he didn’t want this to be a possibility. I do, however, hope Ivan is there and he puts up a fight. I’m hoping to slit his throat and then fuck my bunny in his blood,” I tell her.
She laughs before taking a sip of her coffee. “You always say the most romantic things,” she replies sarcastically. I swat her ass as she rounds the island to the fridge, taking out the milk while I grab her some cereal. I set the box on the counter and swat her ass again as I walk past.
“Be good, Natalia. I have to go speak to Conrad. We are going to go over what tech and apps Papa uses so that Conrad doesn’t have to do so much digging. He can get in, shut that shit down, and get out.” Making my way out of the kitchen and heading to Conrad’s room, I notice the house is silent.
My Papa’s reign of terror will end if tonight goes well. I also hope we all get out alive, not unscathed, because Ivan will be there, but alive will be the perfect ending.I am torn about how I feel about this being the last night I will see my papa. He is still my papa despite this being his end. He should have known better than to fuck with Natalia. No one does that and lives to talk about it.
I knock once and then open the door. Walking in, I see Conrad sitting at his desk, already clicking away. He looks up at me and motions to the chair next to him. “Well, let’s get this shit over with,” I tell him as I take my seat.
The entire team has gathered at the table to go over the plan for tonight one last time. Stryker wants to make sure we know it frontward and backward. There is no room for error. Rainbow Sparkle and the Laura-lady went to Rainbow Sparkle’s new home. Her lover is there, and Prince-y snuck him a gun just in case anything happens. If the Boss-man found out, he’d shit a brick.Maybe I should tell him, so Prince-y gets in trouble, and I have better odds of winning the killing competition.
We’ve been here for over an hour, going over our positions and objectives. Finally, Marcela stands from the table, yelling, “Enough! We know the plan, Stryker. We are just going to get more anxious continuing to discuss it. It’s already almost seven. Let’s get geared up and just make this shit happen.” Stryker sighs but agrees, rolling up the blueprint of the building Conrad gave him.
“Fine, gear up and meet at the front door. We leave at the same time. We’ll park a few blocks down and wait for your go-ahead, Marcela. As soon as the club is blown, text us so we can see how many guards go to deal with that,” Stryker demands.
Twenty minutes later, we are all standing at the door, ready to go. Marcela gets in a blacked-out sedan and heads to the Kandy Factory.The rest of us split up between two SUVs, Conrad driving one and Stryker the other. It’s eerily silent on the drive to the apartment. Once we arrive, we park three blocks away and just watch as Conrad sets up his equipment and patches into the nearby surveillance cameras since he’ll be monitoring us from here. He gives us each a small earpiece so we can communicate. We aren’t worried about them being hidden this time since this mission isn’t undercover.
Ten minutes later, our phones allding. Conrad pulls his out and sets it on the dash next to his laptop. “That was Marcela; it’s done,” he whispers. Keeping eyes on the building, we see three men come rushing from the building and get into a truck, speeding off. Not seeing anyone else leaving, we exit the vehicles and start making our way to the apartment. We stand outside the light brick building, waiting on Conrad to let us know when the cameras are down.
“Cameras are down,” comes through my earpiece. That’s the signal we were waiting for. Stryker takes the lead, opening the door and heading inside the lower level.
Getting inside, it’s dark, and almost everything is covered in a thin layer of dust. We all move to our assigned room to clear. I get to the first door, and King slowly opens it and enters first, me sneaking in behind him. “CLEAR!” we both say. Then we are out of the room. King heads left to the stairway while I head right to the next door and a waiting Natalia.
Same as before, I nod that I’m ready, and she opens the door, sliding inside with me following behind her. We search the room. “CLEAR!” we say in unison. Leaving the room, Natalia heads left to meet King at the stairway, and I head to the last room I’m to clear with Stryker. We move into the same formation as performed with the other two rooms. Finding it empty, we both make our way to the narrow dark stairs where the duo awaits.
Stryker takes the lead to ascend the stairs, followed by Natalia. I’m at her back, and King is at mine. We get about halfway up when we hear voices yelling and arguing. Continuing to creep up the stairs, we get to the small landing with the cherry-stained door that leads to the second-floor apartment. Stryker holds a hand up, pausing us as he opens the door with his weapon drawn. The door slowly opens without a sound, and we wait with bated breath to see if anyone noticed.
Breaching the door to the apartment, Natalia and Stryker head left to check that side of the apartment while King and myself go right, heading toward the yelling. We will clear the other rooms on our way there.
We clear a seating area where the walls are all painted black, and there is a round table with three folding chairs seated around it. No one is in the room, but there is a beer bottle and a lit cigarette in the ashtray that’s in the middle of the table. Next, we move on to a bedroom. The walls here are white, but the linens are bright red, and the windows are all boarded up so no light can enter. Again it’s empty, so we move to the last room before the door the yelling is happening behind. A bathroom, and an ugly one at that. The walls were once white but are now covered in smoke residue, and the toilet, tub, and sink are yellowby choice. We clear the room and make our way to the yelling match. Just as we approach the closed door, Natalia is joining us but without Stryker.