The Assassin #2
Simone wrapped one hand around the base as her lips curled around the tip, taking me into her mouth. Her tongue slid in slow circles around it, easing precum out from the slit. She licked the beads off with slow, deliberate laps.
I wriggled in her grasp, restraining from bucking my hips and shoving my dick down her pretty little throat. “Alright, mamas. You’ve made your point. Get back up here.”
She slid her lips off with a soft pop. “No,” she replied. Then, she opened her mouth again and slid down, taking almost all of me into her mouth.
“Shit,” I moaned, my head falling back. My eyes fluttered shut as she started sucking, her mouth almost as warm and tight as her pussy.
She bobbed up and down, slow enough to keep me on the edge but steady enough to keep momentum.
My hands wiggled in the cuffs, desperate to break free and grab handfuls of her braids. I wanted to feel her neck, push her down harder, shove my dick so far down her throat she’d choke on it.
“Simone,” I said, a whine more than a moan. Only this woman could bring me down to this level. She could have me on my knees if she really wanted to.
“Hm.” Her voice was muffled since her mouth was still full.
“Stop playing and ride this dick.”
She popped off my dick with a grin. “Say please.”
“Simone, I’m not fucking playing with- oh shit!” I lost my train of thought as her lips wrapped around my dick again.
She did one long, quick dive, swallowing me whole, before coming up slow, her tongue tracing over my veined member as she went.
“Let’s try that again,” she said once she released me.
She scooted farther up, straddling my waist. She wrapped a hand around my jaw and dug her fingers into my cheeks. “Say it.”
The novel sultriness of her voice made my dick twitch. But I didn’t want to give her what she wanted so quickly. That was no fun.
I stared at her, taking my bottom lip between my teeth to keep any smart comments from leaving my mouth.
“Fine,” she said. Her other hand slithered down her robe towards her thigh. “Guess I’ll have to please myself.”
I followed her hand as it disappeared between the white fabric.
Simone let out a soft moan from her own touch. Her lashes fluttered, and her lips parted as her wrist rolled in slow circles.
Seeing her pleasure herself was sexy as hell, but I didn’t want to just watch. I needed to feel her - be inside of her.
“Alright, alright,” I finally gave in. “Please.”
Simone stopped rubbing herself. She pulled her hand out from underneath her robe, her fingers slick with her essence. “Please what?”
“Please fuck me.”
Simone grinned in victory as she ripped open the condom wrapper and grasped my dick again. She slipped the rubber on and pressed the tip against her moist pussy. Slowly, she rubbed it back and forth across her slit, coating me with her slickness.
As the tip passed her entrance again, I thrust my hips upward, plunging into her.
“Hm,” she hummed. Moving her hand, she started lowering herself onto my dick, taking in every single inch. She sat on it for a moment, still adjusting to my size.
Her palms pressed against my chest as she lifted her hips again. Slowly, she got into a rhythm comfortable for her. Her breasts bounced underneath her robe, desperate to break free of the fabric.
“Undo your robe,” I commanded.
Simone’s hands feathered around the knot holding the ends together. Holding my gaze, she undid the knot and tugged the lapels apart, exposing her beautiful naked body.
I couldn’t help but stare at her jiggling breasts and toned thighs. My dick glistened with her juices each time it came up for air, wetter and wetter with every grind. I pushed my hips up to meet hers, fucking her from underneath.
Simone’s head fell backwards from the additional pressure. Her lips parted, singing pretty moans. One of the sleeves from her robe slipped off of her shoulder as she picked up speed. Her hand slithered up from my chest to my throat, grasping onto it as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
“You gonna cum?” I asked, putting more force behind my thrusts. “Let me see.”
Her fingers tightened around my neck, squeezing so tightly she nearly cut off my air supply. “Mateo,” she whined.
“This isn’t me, baby. This is all you right here.”
A scream left her lips as her orgasm consumed her. She looked like a fallen angel with her white, draping robe and chin pointed to the sky. Beautiful, but tainted with sins.
Her wings momentarily returned, taking us up towards the sky to touch the clouds. Our hands brushed through the fluffy air as our cum released in hot, messy waves.
Her body writhed as we fell back down, enduring the aftershocks of such euphoria. Then fell still as she toppled onto me. She lay there for a long moment, her chest heaving up and down.
I kissed the top of her head. “Tapping out already?”
“Boy, I’m still sore from last night,” she replied, her lips brushing against my neck. “This was just an opportunity I couldn’t pass up.” Weakly, she dug back into her pocket and reached up to undo my cuffs.
My arms wound around her the moment they were free. The vanilla scent from her body wash mixed with the smell of coconut oil from her hair, filing my nostrils with her signature scent. I pushed her braids off her back and rubbed my fingers against the arch of her spine.
Simone practically deflated underneath my touch. All her weight fell onto my body, and she buried her face in the crook of my neck.
We lay there like this for a while, with nothing but our breathing and the quiet thuds of our hearts beating against each other’s chests.
I didn’t want to break the comfortable silence, fearing it’ll burst the perfect bubble we were floating in, but something had to. Before we started to believe this could be anything but some warped fantasy.
“I’ll be going out of town tomorrow,” I told her.
She tilted her head up to look at me. “Because of last night?”
“No. I have some errands to attend to.”
“You mean more people to kill?”
“No. Believe it or not, there’s more to my life than just killing people.”
“How long will you be gone?”
“A few days.” I caressed her cheek, wiping away the frown tugging at the side of her lips. “But I’ll be back.”
“You know they’re only going to amp up my security if they can’t find you. We may not be able to meet like this without them knowing.”
“I’m not worried. Neither should you.”
“But-”
“I have something for you.” Reluctantly, I wiggled out from underneath her and walked to my bag. I pulled a burner phone out from one of the compartments.
Simone’s brows stitched together when I handed it to her. “What’s this for?”
“For you to call me in case of emergencies.” My hand went to the back of my neck. “Or if…you know…you miss me while I’m gone.”
A smile spread across her face. She sat up on her knees and looped her arms around my neck. “Thank you,” she said, pecking a kiss on my lips.
Her little peck wasn’t enough for me. I captured her lips again, getting my fill before I spent the next few days thinking about them.
Simone pulled me down with her as she fell onto her back. Her legs wrapped around my waist, drawing me back in.
As I entered her sweet essence again, I knew she, though fallen from grace, was the closest to heaven I’d ever get.