An hour passes slowly, and although I can tell Anastasia is getting uncomfortable, she maintains her focus on the cafe. I can do this all day. I’m trained for this.
“I see something,” she murmurs.
“Position?” I ask.
“Just outside the cafe, two guys are hanging around.” She says it quietly, as though someone is going to find us.
I look down my scope, adjusting my position, and see the two big Mexican guys seemingly loitering by the cafe. The hair on the back of my neck stands up, and I scan up and down the street, before I find two more guys further down. I frown and quickly pan my rifle across the area we’re visible from, and I catch a glint of metal before I dive for Anastasia, taking her to the ground.
The concrete above us explodes as the bullet hits it. I get up quickly, take a position and fire two shots at the other guy. He’s not a trained professional and probably using an older gun. I get him and practically rip my rifle apart before grabbing my stuff.
“Run! They know we’re here.”
Anastasia follows me, keeping low. I pull out a handgun as we move down the stairs. I motion for Anastasia to stop as I hear shouting coming from downstairs. People, several of them, are running up the stairs.
“Follow me,” I say, pulling her through the stairwell exit doors and into the apartment building hallway. I kick open one of the doors at random. A woman lounging on her sofa screams, but I ignore her. “The fire escape.
Quickly.”
We take the fire escape dangerously quickly, but we make it to the ground floor and hurry to my car. As we turn the corner, I see two Mexicans standing with their backs to us.
“Get to the car,” I say, raising my handgun and shooting at them.
Anastasia falters, and I snarl at her, “Get to the car.”
She hurries, and I throw my bag in the back. Fuck the seat belts. I rev the car to life, and we speed off before anyone else can follow us.
I circle the block a few times before I feel like we aren’t followed, and we can park. Once parked, I follow Ana slowly up to the apartment. I shut the door after us and set my stuff on the kitchen table.
“You foolish asshole,” she shouts suddenly, turning around and punching me in the chest. “I warned you they wouldn’t fall for that.”
“Are you okay? Relax, we made it out.” I say, holding my hands up.
“Relax?” she shouts. “Relax?” she starts punching my chest over and over again. “We could have died, you stupid idiot.” She starts yelling in Russian. I assume she’s swearing at me before she switches to English again. “I can’t believe I trusted your plan!”
I grab her wrists roughly and step right up to her growling, “Calm the fuck down, Ana. Stop freaking out.”
She glares up at me, a fiery passion in her eyes. Suddenly her lips are on mine, and her tongue probes the space between my lips. I grunt, our bodies touching, and I let my tongue loose to meet hers. They entwine with each other, and I relish the taste of her mouth.
She presses herself against me more hungrily. I let go of her wrists and wrap my arms around her, hugging her against my chest. My cock is already getting hard.
She breaks our kiss to trail kisses down my neck, her hands gripping my shoulders.
“Ana, we should stop. We’re not allowed…”
“I’m done following the rules. I make the rules now,” she breathes. She pushes me suddenly, and we fall onto the sofa, where she starts undoing my pants. I groan, my hands flying to help her.
She slides my dick out and hesitates. I take her hand and wrap it around my shaft so she can start to stroke it. After she builds a rhythm, I let her hand go and watch as she works her hand before she swallows and slides down between my legs, kneeling on the floor between them.
“You don’t have to…” I start to say quietly but she shakes her head.
“I get the general idea,” she smiles, as she tucks her hair behind her ear and lowers her head. She takes a long, slow lick around the head of my cock, and I swear I see stars. It isn’t her technique but our connection. Everywhere our skin meets feels like fire. I groan and try to pull away, but at the same time, I don’t want to.
I nod encouragingly to her and she wraps her lips around my erection with her hot mouth. At first, she takes in too much of my dick and gags so she pulls away before sucking slowly. Her eyes flit up and she meets my gaze as she starts bobbing her head up and down.
Fuck me.
Fuck me.
Fuck me.
I grab her hair and push her head down, my dick twitching in her mouth. “If you keep that up, I’m going to come.” It’s a growl.
She coughs slightly before she pulls off me and stands up.
I look up at her as hesitantly pushes her pants and panties down, and I see the neat line of hair, like a little path, to heaven.
“I’ve never…”
“I know…” I say quietly, they had said so at the auction, but I didn’t want to kill the mood. I shift to get comfortable and hold my hands out, “Straddle my lap and I’ll make it good.” She puts her hands on my shoulders and puts a leg on either side of me. I smile and lean up, kissing her softly.
“Ana…”
I reach between her legs, and she trembles against me as I slowly slide a finger through the folds of her sex. Up and down, the intoxicating feeling of the woman I desire getting wetter for me nearly driving me insane.
My thumb found her clit and she gasped, arching slightly,
“That’s…”
“Shhh,” I hush her, fingering her clit steadily, “You are doing perfect.”
I push a finger into her, and she groans softly, I can see her throat work as she swallows nervously. I use my other hand to hook Kevlar vest, I rip the Velcro push it off to expose her breasts.
I grin and slowly twirl a finger around each nipple one at a time while my other hand still fucks her pussy.
Now that her boobs are free, I devour them. Licking her nipples, nipping them, I have to keep reminding myself to be gentle, that she hasn’t done this before. I know it will hurt her. It’s driving me insane. My cock is throbbing knowing I’m going to be the first to be inside of her.
She starts grinding against me, we’re both breathing heavily now. I pull my hand out from under her and I use both hands to grab her legs, shifting her up a little.
“You’re going to sit up,” I murmur, and she immediately props herself up on her knees, “Now take my dick, and lower yourself onto it. But move slowly, it will be tight and may hurt at first.”
She bites her lip and reaches down. Her hand feels hot and sweaty as she holds the base of my dick and slowly lowers her hips.
“Too low… a little more…’ I grunt as she finds the right position and slowly lowers herself.
She whimpers and instantly I wrap my arms around her, bringing her breasts to hug firmly against my face for comfort. She wraps her arms around my head and holds herself before inching a little further down.
I breath in her scent before shifting slightly as I buck my hips and she cries out.
“It’s okay…” she breathes the words out as I look up at her, “It’s okay… It feels good, sore but good…”
I smile and lean up to kiss her, she lowers her lips to meet mine as I take hold of her. I guide her up and then slowly down, I can feel our fluids mixing as our arousal grows. She groans into my mouth. Her hands are on my shoulders and her fingers her digging into my skin.
I can’t help but jerk slightly and her nails pinch into me. I grab her, “Hold on.”
She cries out in surprise as I lift her, and flip us around so she’s laying on the sofa and I am on top of her.
I sit up and smile down at her, taking a leg in each hand and holding them straight, “Relax. Enjoy it. You can touch yourself if you want to.”
She’s watching me with wide eyes as I push my hard shaft back inside, and start thrusting with slow steady movements. I see her swallow and her eyes roll back. A hand is between her legs touching the top tip of her lips where her clit is swollen and throbbing.
She whimpers, muttering incoherently as I move a bit quicker. I soak this in, every inch of her, every breath and gasp and moan and whimper. Every drop of sweat and precum.
Everything.
This is going to be seared on my memory forever because I am the first and God she intoxicates me so much.
I start to move a bit quicker, “Ana… I can’t…”
“It’s okay…” She whines out, her hands holding onto her legs for leverage.
I tip my head back and move harder. I hear her cry out but it spurs me on and before I know it I’m bucking wildly, just the thought of what we’re doing is driving me to the edge of my sanity.
I grab her hips and thrust.
Once.
Twice.
Thrice.
The fourth time I grunt and keep my cock buried inside her as I release a torrent of cum. I’ve never orgasmed this hard with any other girl.
Ana has her eyes closed and once I gain a little bit of dignity and composure, I stroke the hair out of her face. Her eyes open and she looks up at me, there’s clearly a difference in her demeanor now. No longer the innocence of what you think you know, versus what you’ve experienced.
What the fuck have we done.