Once upon a time, Eric used to hold me in the dark, now he uses it to seduce me. His fingertips traced over my skin, while his lips found their way down my spine, making my goosebumps pop. I sighed and crouched beneath him, begging him."You're so naughty," he whispers at the end of my spine.“You deserve it,” I sigh into the mattress. One of his big hands wraps around my butt and I find myself lifting my hips up. I never wanted to leave Eric's bed again. I'm willing to live a life that just needs to be touched, kissed, and cuddled by him.He spanked my ass, “Careful, Kitten, if you ever put your butt in my face again, you'll learn what a pervert I am.”I froze for a second, not sure if I wanted to play this game, but then I felt Eric's teeth biting my ass and the thought flew away. Slowly, he sucked my flesh into his mouth and nibbled lightly. It's the perfect combination of pleasure and pain. His tongue licked in each place before moving to the next. Small gasps escaped my mouth wit
Raymond was delayed by some unexpected event, and Eric refused to tell me what. For two days, two nights, everything was wonderful. We had two full days to be ourselves, freed from all obligations and thoughts of revenge. Two days of making love every night in Eric's bed.Eric is still an eccentric bastard, and I'm glad that his penchant for creative torment hasn't diminished. My obsession with chastity was gone. Eric was free to satisfy himself. He likes to make me beg. On his knees, with my butt lifted high, he slid his fingers inside me and forced me to plead for release. I could have willingly complied, but the chase included him spanking my ass until I climaxed. In the end, I could never resist, and the plea became as real as my orgasms – even the pain of his hand. Then he would throw me on the bed and have sex until I climax again before he comes. We split most of our time between the bed and the bathroom.On the morning of the third day, Celia entered the room to draw the curta
I heard a pounding, a very loud and frantic thumping. My eyes fluttered open and the surrounding darkness only made my panic worse. Eric was already out of bed."Lie down on the floor and don't move," he whispered in an urgent voice. He went to the closet and opened it up.I reached for the bedside lamp and turned it on. "What's happening?" I ask. Tossing off the bed sheet, I crawled to the ground. Eric throws something at me and it hits me right in the chest. He threw me clothes.“Put it on, now!” Eric said. He was putting on his trousers and buttoning them in a hurry. He fumbled with a box before he could open it. Taking out a gun, he loaded it.Adrenaline rushes through my veins. Something bad is about to happen.“Abre la puerta!” (“Open the door!”) Celia shouted on the other side of the door. She was also in a state of panic and I didn't know what to think.Eric lunges for me and slides on the floor, and I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close. His hands pressed against my wr
Eric struggled to regain his composure as he approached the library door. Tucked in the back of his pants and tucked away in his holster was his large hunting knife. For a second, he wondered if he was doing the right thing by going to meet Raymond. He had hoped to convince him that their revenge plan could still succeed without sacrificing Nana. He still hoped for that outcome, but it wasn't ideal for Nana to be in this house.Upstairs, Nana was in a vulnerable state. If something happened to him, he knew she wouldn't have a chance to escape. Eric screwed up, plain and simple. He let his emotions take over and acted recklessly towards Celia, who would probably sell him and Nana out at the right opportunity. For all he knew, she did.There was only one way to find out, though, and Eric was determined to follow through, one way or another. He opened the door and entered the library. Four pairs of eyes turned to greet him, and they belonged to Felipe, Raymond, Jair, and Nancy. Each man
"Celia?" man repeats. I kept the gun in my hand, but didn't know what to do. I looked towards Celia. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, but her hands were still raised and calm, “It's Felipe. Please put down your gun." “Eric said don't let anyone in. I think Felipe is included in that too,” I said. It felt so hazy, the world around me blurred as I considered shooting my way out of the room. “Please, Kitten! Do not be silly. Felipe will never let you out of here alive if you don't put your gun away," she pleaded. “Tell him to go,” I hissed. “He will know something is wrong. I would never tell him what to do,” she said. There was a loud knock on the door and a burst of Spanish, "Celia, open the door now or I'll knock it down." I almost vomited in my mouth at the thought of confronting Felipe. I looked at Celia and she frantically wiped her tears. “Go to the door,” I said. “What will she do?” Celia sniffled. “Ask him where Eric is,” I urge. Celia nodded and crawled slowly toward
The nausea had been in Johnny's stomach for almost an hour. That's nothing new; it followed him many times in certain cases. The world is a sick, crazy place that he has faced more than ever, but this case is on track to become a nightmare he will remember forever. Each Agent has a case that haunts them. Yena and Eric will be his obsession.Some interesting results have surfaced on facial recognition systems, the national identity network, and the Department of Homeland Security's databases. Johnny and several other Agents have been putting the pieces together over the past five hours.“I think Karachi makes the most sense in terms of databases,” said Agent William. She had flown in from Virginia just as the sensitive nature of the case became clearer."I agree. The boys at the FIA won't like it when we have to talk about it, but it looks like Doretti Raymond used military resources to cover up his human trafficking organization," Johnny said.Karachi is a coastal city, easily accessi
"Wait!" Williams suddenly spoke up, startling Johnny."What?"“Well, not really relevant, but…” She handed Johnny one of the files. “Vladek attended university in the US. He went to the University of Oregon,” she whispered."So what?"'How about checking the date,' she replied emphatically.“He didn't finish his studies. He was there from 80 to 82.” Awareness slowly dawned in Johnny, and he felt bitter bile creep up his throat. “James Caliph was born in 1983. In Oregon.”"Don't you think so?"“Yena Ruiz once mentioned that Raymond wanted revenge on Vladek, something to do with his mother and sister. Looks like Vladek killed them, at least Raymond said so. I'm starting to think that everything that comes out of his mouth is bullshit."“Do you want me to find James' birth certificate?”“Yes, do it. Did you call the Deputy Director and tell him we think the auction will take place at the military base in Karachi?”“I told him an hour ago, I think he may have already started the investiga
“I'm finally going to prove her wrong about me…” “You're something more, Eric. I turned you into something more. I turned you into a man! I have freed you! I make others tremble in fear of you. Who were you before you met me? Keleb! That's you! A dog." Raymond slammed the glass down on the small table next to the chair and then kicked Nancy with his foot. Nancy's sobs quickly filled the room, but she covered her mouth with both hands to stop them. Raw, raw rage ran through Eric's veins, he had never wanted to attack Raymond so much. Only the thought of Nana restrained his hand. Her life was in danger and the responsibility to keep her safe remained with Eric. “I know who I am, Raymond. I know what I am. And I know I owe you everything. He told me a lot about loyalty, but just a few minutes ago he was ready to knock me down to protect Jair, and no one else. Where's the loyalty?" “I told myself that you couldn't help yourself, that something had happened to make you this way, that ma