Heir to the Empire (Closed for asetikish )

[CoSurvivor]

Oli heard her plead for her own release, and he intended to grant it to her.

Speeding up his fingers in her pussy he pinched lightly on her right nipple again, whispering in her ear, "I intend to let you cum... but not yet... not just yet..."

He increased his thrusts with his fingers, sinking deep deep in her, groaning lightly in her ear, realizing how erotic it was to be gliding and grinding his cock between her asscheeks. Intending to turn up the heat on her pussy, his right hand moved, reaching to spread her legs wantonly. Satisfied, his right hand sought out her clit, rubbing it lightly, two fingers of his left hand pistoning deep in Jen's pussy...

"Now Jen... now you may cum..."

 

[asetikish]

"I intend to let you cum... but not yet... not just yet..."

True to his word, Oliver did just enough to set her on edge but not enough to push her over. Her back arched offering her nipple to him as he pinched it, sending another wave of pleasure to her pussy, but still not enough to make her cum. She mewled as her juices leaked down her ass giving his cock a bit of lubrication.

Jen was barely aware of what was going on as all feeling was focused between her legs, so when his fingers touched her clit she yelped as new sensations assaulted her.

"Now Jen... now you may cum..."

His words triggered something in her and she exploded. "Fuck... OLI!!!"

Her pussy gripped his fingers and her juices ran down her ass between them, coating his cock even more letting it slide between her cheeks more smoothly as her hips bucked, riding her orgasm. Her head, thrown back, rested on his shoulder. She turned to his neck kissing and licking as she calmed down.

In truth, Jen hated being controlled, but when Oliver controlled her body, she was glad to let him do as he wished. Surrendering control to him felt... Good.

"You're still hard," she teased kissing up his neck to his jaw. "Do you want to be inside me?" she grinned as she started to rub him between her again. She still felt sensitive, but part of her didn't care. She wanted this man. She craved him.

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oliver didn't control Jen's body during her orgasm, he more... prevented her from falling off him as his arms stayed wrapped around her waist. With her arms and legs free, Jen's orgasm impacted him in such a way that he felt like he was part of it, more than just participating in it.

When she was coming down from the peak of her orgasm, Oli held her a little closer, and at her question, "Do you want to be inside me?" Oliver grew that much more erect. Jen's erotic dance against his cock has nearly made him explode not once, but at least three times, it was only the fact that he concentrated on her release was he able to stave off his own orgasm. His urge.. his lust for her was making his cock nearly painfully hard now. the only way to prevent it from continuing would be to be buried deep in her womb...

Oliver pleaded against her right ear, a near whisper.... "Please Jen... put your incredible hands on me, please... put me inside you..."

 

[asetikish]

"Please Jen... put your incredible hands on me, please... put me inside you..."

Jen sighed and slid down a bit and his cock sprung out between their bodies. Her right hand grabbed him from behind and she started to stroke him trying to get herself ready. She still felt sensitive, but she also craved him. Even though she came, there was something missing. And they both know exactly what it was.

She squeezed him in bursts filling her hand with his heat and when his grunts told her he was close, she lifted herself and took him inside her. She gasped, apparently still not settled enough as she clamped down on him, her walls quivering, moaning as he filled her.

"if this keeps up, I'm going to cum again..." she shuddered sitting on his lap with his cock inside her.

 

[CoSurvivor]

"Oh yes..... oh fuck yes Jen..." Oliver wasn't one to normally swear, but the immediate erotic sensation of being put inside Jen's waiting pussy just about made him cum right there...

"God damn.... I want you to cum again.. I want you to cum so much that you soak us like we've been hit by a tsunami..."

It was like a switch had been flipped, Oliver loved this woman he knew he did, and every chance he got to be with her no matter if it was sexual or not made him simply crave her. The fact that they a match in bed, with both of them just as adventurous as the other, well... that was icing on the proverbial cake.

Oliver imagined what they must look like, Jen sitting in his lap laying against him his hands deep in her crotch pulling her legs wide while he thrust his fully engorged cock deep in her pussy. it was hot, more than hot it was better than any porno he'd ever watched as a kid... Every thrust up into Jen drove him closer, not like he wasn't nearly there already but he'd tried to hold off until he was inside her. Now that he was, he held nothing back, and it was as if making Jen cum again right along with him was more important than anything on earth.

"Yes...yes...Oh god I'm close Jen... I'm so fucking close....."

 

[asetikish]

Jen rode him in rhythm with his thrusts allowing his cock to thrust deeper and harder into her tight, quivering pussy. Her breasts and her ass shook with every slam of his cock into her and with her body still riding the high of her previous orgasm, it was easy for her to reach the peak again.

"Cum with me, Oli... Yeah..." She moaned barely holding herself back as she waited for him until she couldn't wait anymore and she exploded, unable to scream as her mouth opened head thrown back eyes rolling up her head. Her pussy tightened around him hard and her fingers dug into his shoulders.

She rode her orgasm, which she felt was the longest she ever had as she collapsed on Oliver's chest, each breath deep and ragged.

As she calmed down, Jen looked up at Oliver and gave him a light peck on the lips.

"so when is my flight to Vienna?"

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oli could feel her quiver as she climaxed. his own not more than a few seconds away as he plunged into her deeply the familiar and wonderful tingling aura cascaded through his body. With Jen there with him he could only imagine how raw and erotic this scene must be. And at the moment, in the safety of this island, protected from any sort of surveillance and over watch from any country or entity, they could fuck buck naked for years and never a millisecond of recorded evidence would be found. Hell, if they so choose they could retire here, become native with the ocean and the blue waters that surrounded this island and never leave. But Oli knew that wasn't what he or Jen would want.

He could see future visits, maybe even a monthly visit to see the rockets launch. And... he might persuade her to take a ride to the moon.

Like a drop of water on a still pool of water, Jen's kiss broke him from his internal day dream, he heard her ask about her flight to Vienna and he had to smile.

"Well... it all depends on how you want to get going." Oliver took the opportunity to unbutton the shirt Jen was wearing completely , leaving her chest mostly exposed, trailing his fingers lightly between her breasts, to her navel and back again. "I'm not too sure I'm ready to let you out of my sight now that I think about it. I mean we could take another route to get to Vienna. But giving the Leonoev brothers what's coming to them is worth the trip"

Oliver lightly ran his fingers over her nipples, teasing her, desiring to be back within her arms sooner than later.

"Just..." He was going to say something, something like "Be careful" or something overly protective. But he decided against it. He wasn't one to believe in bad luck, or jinxing her talents. And he trusted the program that had been run on her.identity. So long as she stuck with the ID's that he'd given her, she'd never get questioned.

Sitting up, he kissed Jen warmly and nodded to the mess they'd made and at their current condition. "I'm pretty sure there is a helo that can get us back to Fiji, from there, we'll be on our way to Vienna,"

At that, Oli helped Jen stand, and held her in his arms. the designer shirt fit her well he thought , just the right amount of tease that made the sides of her breasts tease him if she wore it open, or even with a few buttons fastened. part of him wanted to bury his face in her chest, lick her nipples and simply forget about Vienna, but there were greater things that needed to be accomplished. They'd have plenty of time for sex, at least he hoped so.

The rest of their morning was a culmination of cleaning up after themselves and and a need to get off the island. Once they'd both cleaned up and gotten dressed, they were escorted to a private helipad where they were taken back to Fiji, As they left, Oli couldn't help but reach over and squeeze Jen's hand, he didn't want to let her go, but they had to.

During the flight he discussed how she'd be given an opportunity to 'slip' back in to the rest of world when they arrived, someone from the airport would escort her to the terminal where a separate private plane would be waiting for her, to take her anywhere she so choose.

"Three days... Three days and meet me at the hotel, by then I should be done with all this mess, testimony will be over, you'll have an opportunity to get to Vienna and I'll wait for you. If I don't hear from you, if you don't meet me there. I'm coming to find you."

Last thing he gave her was a small business card, he wrote a number down on it from memory. "If something does happen. if the Chinese find you, Call that number, it will go straight to me, or Cass. and we'll get you out. This is no cowgirl kinda stuff. I need you with me, not half a world away."

At the airport, after the helo touched down, Oli helped her to the waiting car that would take her to another plane, he helped put her bag in the back of the car, not taking no for an answer. His eyes were filled with confidence, He knew he'd see her again. He hadn't gone through all this just to lose her again.

"Three days..I'll see you in Vienna."

Kissing Jen he let his lips linger on hers, breathing in the smell of her, all of it bringing back the memories of last night, their tryst in the shower, their love making on the beach, all of it. Oliver needed her to breathe now....

Helping her into the car he shut the door and watched them leave, only when the car was a speck in his vision on the other side of the tarmac did he pull his phone and dial Cass.

"I'll be in Vienna 90 minutes. tell Hans to be ready for me."

"Yes sir," Was her immediate reply. "Do you think she suspects you need her help?"

"If she does, he hasn't lead on yet. but Vienna will be an opportunity for them, it looks like your training, and my daily beatings will finally pay off."

A light chuckle came through the phone. "Ha....Ha... You are ready for this Oliver. Time for those who don't think you are ready to see the truth."

"See you soon." Closing the phone the smile that was on Oliver's face faded, he turned, looked at the aircraft of advanced technology that was his baby being fueled up by a few technicians. It would take 10 minutes of prep, the rest would be flight time. Turning to walk into the building he looked one last time across the tarmac, he felt... cold. he already missed her warmth.

 

[asetikish]

"Three days..I'll see you in Vienna."

Jen sighed and touched her lips, remembering the kiss lingering on her lips. The feel of his tongue on hers. She smiled looking forward to the next time they were going to meet again. She didn't dwell on their time apart, knowing she will be anxious if she did. Instead, she looked at the bag he gave her.

In the bag was a laptop, a tablet and the card he gave her. She checked out the card that was going to be her all-in-one identification wherever she went, from passport to credentials. In it was data that she could mix and match. She reviewed everything and smiled as she felt how considerate Oliver was to her that he respected her ability to build an identity for herself.

From her options, she created a new identity for herself. The new Jen now had a family name when she had none. She was now Jen Parth, a corporate investigator with a private practice. A small practice, but with clients that involve Viribus, its sister companies and other smaller companies that Viribus deals in. She didn't go to university, but worked her way in different small companies until she started her own. Which was a good background. She didn't want to be questioned if she met anyone from a similar college or university. At least with high school, she could always say that it had been too long as an excuse.

While there were so many options to choose from, she chose private investigator for one reason: she would have been doing the same thing in the past if she didn't do it illegally. So if she was questioned about the technicalities of what she did, she would be able to easily answer them.

As she got to the airport, she popped the card out of the laptop, and confidently strode towards immigration with a small bag as her only possession.

The man at immigration looked at her in her button-down shirt, slacks, heels and ponytail, put her card in reader and smiled at her handing her card back to her. "Enjoy your flight, ma'am," the man sent with a thick Fiji accent.

Jen smiled back at him and pocketed her ID. It wasn't long until they called the gate for first class open and Jen went through, settling in her tiny room. From there, she continued to build on her profile and messaged some of her trusted associates who had gone clean and had their own little shops, telling them about working for her, knowing that they were bored out of their wits that they couldn't do what they were good at.

The replies were immediate as her team suddenly comprised of herself and three others. She was the roper and the face, and now she had a hacker, an outside man and a grease man. While they could all rotate with the skills that they had, they all had their specialties that made every con a quick work. And now, they could do what they usually did legitimately, the rest of her team was more than excited. And knowing that they had the backing of Viribus, Levine, their outside man, was eager to call companies if they wanted investigations.

Jen didn't say how she was able to go legit, and they didn't ask questions. It was how they did things. And how they implicitly trusted one another. What they did know was that Jen was able to convince companies of her skills and got them as clients.

As soon as she finished, she looked at their trajectory and saw that she still had 12 more hours. She licked her lips and looked up Oliver's photo online. She smiled looking at the different photos the media had of him and again, she couldn't believe he wanted her and that they were...together. And now, she missed him again. Missed his embrace. Missed his lips on hers.

She sighed and smiled getting some shuteye, knowing that she had to do something for the next two days when she got there.

As soon as she arrived to Vienna, she looked at the news and saw the hubbub about Oli and the Leonov brothers. The fight had begun and as soon as she settled in, she planned how to get in with a grift.

She strode inside the ICC with a confident gait and showed her ID, when the guard stopped her. "I have the documents needed by Viribus. It's an emergency call, or do you want the proceedings to be delayed?"

The guard hesitated and she huffed snatching her ID, striding in before the guard could make another move to protest. She quickly took out her phone and called her hacker, Calvin.

"Got all the identities of everyone here?"

"Just did," Calvin said. "Two names. Liam and Shi Lin."

"Hitmen," Jen muttered. "How's Titan's security detail?"

"I'll send you the info. Very tight, but you know as well as I that no security is exactly airtight. Unless there's an unexpected third party. I'm assuming we're that unexpected third party?"

Jen grinned. "Well, we have to make sure our backer is safe or we lose our gigs."

"Charles is already calling different government offices in Vienna. Levine is flying in. He'll arrive in about three hours. He'll head to the hotel to make sure Titan is safe just like you asked."

"Great. Thanks Calvin. Just make sure Charles is on the list for the guard." Jen wanted to be the one to protect him, but Charles was a stronger and faster if things go south in his hotel.

"Done."

Jen went into the judges office where it was empty and rifled through the documents that Leonov had. Some of them were keys to their case and she captured them and sent them to Oliver. As soon as she was done, she went out head high, just as one of the judge's aides came up to the door. Jen smiled at her and strode out as if she belonged there then headed to Oliver's hotel keeping a low profile as she tried to locate the hitmen.

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oliver was sitting at a table reviewing the photos of the case that Jenn had just sent to him.

"You sly..." He was about something more but kept his comment to himself, Oliver didn't expect Jenn to sneak into the ICC, no... he figured she'd come straight here. "I should've known she'd take pictures of proof, as a sort of wave hello." Oliver thought to himself. It's good to know she's still in the game.

The buzzer of allowing access to the private suite announced the arrival of Cass, his closest confidant besides Jenn. she was dressed business casual, but the look on her face meant business.

"Oli, the bounty has been posted, I just got word the Leonov brothers put a 10 million dollar bounty on your head. Private channels just confirmed it, they say it's for a return on their investment."

"More like vengence for putting them out of business and both of them spending the next 25 years in prison." Whatever dark hole those two fell into, he hoped they'd rot alone. Oliver pushed his seat away from his table and turned to Cass, then asked "You worried?"

Wiith an ammused look on her face, she said "for 10 million, no, if it was 20, maybe. but you gotta remember, as the head of Viribus, you are worth maybe 300, 400 times that, this is small potatoes. it's the ones who are going to try to pay top dollar to ruin you. those are the ones I'm most concerned about."

"But someone will be dumb enough to try?" Oliver asked.

"Sure, but we know the risks. and this was the game we've been getting good at ourselves remember?"

"Yea.. Let's just hope Jenn gets here soon."

With a look out the window from where he was sitting Oli thought about the last time he'd seen Jenn. How confident she looked, and how she sounded in the throws of passion.

"She'll be here." Cass said, as if reading his mind. Oliver simply nodded, he could track her down if he wanted to, but this was about trust. And he had to trust she'd make an appearance soon.

 

[asetikish]

Jen walked up to the reception and smiled at the girl behind the counter. "Manager please. Very urgent."

"What is it about, ma'am?"

"You either get me your manager or I make a scene. Your choice." Jen smiled flashing her teeth and the woman hurried to get the manager. As the well-kept man came up to her, she continued. "Security feeds please? Interpol request."

The manager bobbed his head. "Of course. I just got the call seconds ago. I just need identification."

Jen pulled out the ID card Oliver gave her and the manager nodded giving it back to her after verification.

"If you would follow me please?"

Jen followed him to the back room and got to the cameras checking out several feeds as the security personnel manipulated them. After two hours, she called up Levine, thanking the hotel for their cooperation, her hands occupied on a tablet entering details and shots .

"Lev, how's Titan's details."

"As good as you can expect. Two-bits aren't going to get past them. Any leads on Liam and Shi Lin?"

"Sending you info now. You can make sure they're trapped until Interpol comes?" Jen asked making her way to the elevators as she sent a message to Charles.

There was a few moments of silence before Levine snorted a laugh. "Oh yeah. That's not going to be a problem. How long though?"

"Charles says it could take about 2-3 hours. Doable?"

"I'm going to need Calvin's help. Next I call you, Interpol will have had those two."

"Thanks Lev. And try to check for any other security holes. You know, just in case."

"You sound like you're guarding your child," he laughed.

"I can't ever consider him a child after last night," a little naughtiness slipping in her tone.

A pause. Then, "Are you banging Oliver Titan?"

"I did not say anything!"

"Damn! No wonder you got the job."

Jen laughed, not denying or correcting him. Sooner or later, they we going to get curious. At least, this will shut them up and keep the secret. They said their goodbyes and headed up Oliver's floor. As soon as she reached it, she went through so many security checks she felt like an inmate being checked for contraband.

As soon as she got through the doors, she grinned at Oliver. "How did you like my hello present?" She turned to Cass. "And thank you for taking care of him. You know how he falls apart without a woman by his side," she winked at the older woman.

 

[CoSurvivor]

Cass gave a tiny bit of a smirk to Jenn's comment,

"Oh taking care of? More like keeping out of trouble. There were a few times he was about to do something rash but I talked him out of it."

When Jenn walked in Oliver had just taken off his suit jacket and draped it over the back of his chair. He looked at the massive wall screen which was currently split into quarters. Three were displaying news networks, but the fourth, showed a black and white feed of a man in what appeared to be prison orange, getting shackled in wrist and ankle cuffs, being lead by one guard, followed by two as he was lead down a long corridor of prison cells. One opened, as the prisoner was lead into it.Once the last of the guards disappeared from view. His attention was drawn to Jenn, and Oliver just looked at Cass with a raised eyebrow, was about to say something and thought better of it.

"Where you going to say something?" Cass asked, to which Oli smirked and twisted in his chair.

Cass simply gave him a knowing look, yes, she could read his thoughts, he'd wanted to check up on Jenn over the last day, nervous that she'd gotten caught up, but she knew he had tasks to attend to. Namely his testimony.

"I did, thanks for the tip, it'll help keep them in prison and the judges honest."

"Now if I can just find out how many markers they put out on me, that'll make life easier" Oliver thought.

Instead of dwelling on the idea that there were men or women, possibly down stairs in the lobby who wanted to kill him, Oliver thought more of Jenn and how things went over the last few days.

"So, I take it the new ID worked well?"

His eyes tracked to the fourth screen again, watching as the three guards left the prison cell one at a time covering each other as the door shut behind the last one. With that touch of finality in his mind, Oliver keyed in a alphanumeric code and watched as the screen switched to a court room. there sat the remaining Leonev brother, the latest man to threaten his life, and the life of the woman he'd been in love with all his life.

As if the man on the screen knew he was being watched, he looked over at the security camera and stared at it. There was really no way for him to know that Oliver was watching him at this very moment, but it was still eerie, entirely theatrical for the guards watching over him, but to Oliver it cemented his opinion that he was doing the right thing by tearing him apart.

Turning to Jenn, Oliver looked her over and could feel himself stir, He could remember being with her in the shower, on the beach, in their bed... parts of it were an erotic haze of feelings but Oliver focused his mind at the moment on the taste of her lips...

Once Jenn answered his question, he asked her and Cass one more. "Any news regarding interested parties who took up the marker on my head?"

 

[asetikish]

"So, I take it the new ID worked well?"

"I have to hand it to you, Mr. Titan, you have very good technology at your command," she teased as she came up beside him looking at the feeds he was watching. Turning to him, she planted a chaste kiss on his lips, still a little conscious with Cass in the room.

"Any news regarding interested parties who took up the marker on my head?"

"Well, there are several, but I'm sure your security detail can handle those. What I'm more concerned about are Liam and Shi Lin. I've worked with Shi Lin before and that man is a brilliant hit man. And if Liam is as good as Shi Lin as the grapevine says, then we may have a problem." She sighed and took Oliver's hand.

"Thing is, I went ahead and recruited a team of my own, if you don't mind. It's to pad my new identity. Don't worry, these guys have gone legit before I did and are just bored out of their minds working at grocery stores and whatnot. I'm just giving them a chance to use their skills again and earn clean money from it. And, I'd like for you to meet them too. But before that, we'll take care of those two for you. You know, as a practical test before you hire us."

Jen looked back at the screen where Leonev sat glaring at them from the courtroom. "He really does hate you, doesn't he?"

In that moment, Jen's phone got a notification and she grinned. "Charles has eyes on our two hitmen, and Levine just arrived. Calvin is on standby with Interpol." She looked up at Cass and Oliver and blushed. "Right, um, we're all con artists and we just have our own specialization. Charles is a hacker and Levine is more of the fighter. Calvin is the one who has the connections and can sweet talk his way to the higher ups. Question is, what do you want to do? I can show you Charles' feed if I can connect to your monitor. You decide what to do."

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oliver's body tingled at the kiss, his eyes looking over Jenn as she stepped back and looked at the monitors.

"You said Shin Lin and LIam? hm..." Oliver scratched at his chin, and looked at Jenn out of the corner of his eye.

"As much as I'd like to assume I know how these two might act, what's your thoughts?"

Cass stood a little closer as she pulled a tablet off the side of his desk.

"Well... what we know about Liam is the following, At least if this is the 'Liam' that we believe he is.

"Liam McShane, age 28, he's a former technician for the IRA, you know the new version that formed again after the UK de-stablized due to their food shortages and their economic issues. He's more of a close in killer, one who like to make his kills public, He'll either try to stab you, or he'll try and kill you with a small caliber round to the gut. One of his last victims died of radiation poisoning, it seems the bullet he'd been shot with had been cast with low radioactive material."

Oliver shook his head, "sounds like the guy is a little unhinged."

Cass looked at Jenn, then swept info off the tablet on to the large wall monitor so they could all see what she was talking about at the same time.

"Unhinged isn't what I'd call it, he's crazy, but he's got a high IQ, which means he'll think out how to kill his mark. Death might not be instantaneous, but it'll happen within a few weeks. Remember that old story from back during the cold war of the KGB using the poison tip of an umbrella to kill a defector before the US could get their hands on him?"

"Yea.... more truth than fiction" Oliver spoke as he stood up and joined the two women looking at the information that was compiled on McShane.

"This guy likes to operate the same way..."

Cass then tapped the tablet again and a picture of an Asian Male appeared on the screen. "This is Shin Lin.. Interpol doesn't have a lot on him, so anything you have on him Jenn will be useful, well you or your team..."

Turning to Jenn, Oliver spoke upbeat. "Actually not yet. Let them know to keep up the good work, I appreciate what they are doing but let's keep everyone tasked to what we need to be looking for. I'll meet them after this latest rodeo is over. And honestly, there are some things I don't need to um.. shouldn't know about if you get my meaning. It's your team Jenn, Run it as you see fit, and let's see if we can't catch these two, or at least let them know that trying to kill me isn't in their best interest if they intend to keep living.

 

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Jen smiled at Oliver. "Thank you for trusting me. And of course, you have absolutely no idea what's going on. There's nothing to know about." She kissed his cheek. "I'll be back quickly. And don't worry, you can watch if you want to. Those feeds don't exist anyway."

"Take care of him for me." She winked at Cass.

She walked out the room and immediately, a call came from Charles. "Tell me something."

"Interpol's asses are up. I'm coming with them. I'll head for Shi Lin. The man is an escape artist so Calvin's digital eyes and I can work on it. You and Levine should probably handle Liam."

"Got it. Keep in touch." The elevators closed in front of her and the feed cut off. She removed her blazer and button down shirt revealing a simple shirt inside that she loosened over her slacks. The elevator doors opened and she let her hair down ruffling it as she headed to the employees' area where she made her way to the uniform room and quickly took a pair of maid's clothes.

Dressed, she took one of the carts carrying cleaning supplies and went to the elevator shaft where Levinne was waiting. He discreetly passed to her a small needle with a vial of liquid at one end. Which meant that he had successfully pushed Liam back into his room.

Without speaking, they parted ways on Liam's floor and Jen made her way to the door of Liam's room. Unbuttoning the top two buttons of her blouse, she buzzed his room. The assassin opened the door leaving the chain lock on limiting the opening of the door as he looked at her.

"Room service?" Jen said, her voice partly sultry, partly scared. She knew the man to love seeing scared people. Even more so when they were in utter terror as he had his way with them eliciting a little pleasure and a world of pain.

Liam eyed her for a moment. "I didn't order room service."

"I-I was told to give an eagle?" Jen tried her best to look puzzled.

"I see." He eyed her again, his eyes moving to her cleavage. He licked his lips and closed the door to unlock the chain latch and open the door for her. "Come in."

Jen looked as if she was hesitating as she took in his predatory look. "O-okay..." she took her cart and put it inside the room. As Liam closed the door behind him, the door jammed, Levine's foot in the door. Surprised, Jen took his pause as an opportunity to inject the tranquilizer in his neck. The assassin's response was to kick her, hitting her in the gut as she tumbled backward. As she recovered, she saw Liam and Levinne duke it out, but only for a moment as Liam became groggy, swaying and shaking his head, the tranquilizer gaining effect. One more punch from Levine sent him sprawling to the ground unconscious.

"Ow..." Jen rubbed her stomach as she stood. "That's going to bruise."

Liam shook his head. "Damn, you're such an actress. The cleavage helped but, you actually made him let his guard down." He crouched down and tied both of Liam's wrists and ankles.

"I've worked with Liam and his employer before. I know the codes," Jen said as she called Calvin. "Package is unconscious and yours."

"Yeah. Hang on..." Calvin grunted and in the background there were shouts. "Almost..." More grunts and shouts, and then some bullet shots. "Gotcha! Sorry. The bastard is really slippery. Shot him in the butt. Slowed him down enough. Sending people there. You guys get out."

"Thanks. Charles has his eyes. Levine will be on standby just in case."

Jen pulled the cat out and headed toward the service elevator and back to the employees' area putting the cart back and the uniform in the laundry. She donned her button down shirt and slacks and made her way back up to Oliver, sighing as she was searched and questioned once again by security, before letting her pass through to his rooms.

"I swear, your security keeps on searching me, I feel like they're enjoying it." She joked laughing and looked at the monitor as Interpol surrounded Liam's room. She sat on the desk beside him where he was leaning on. "As promised, nothing happened. Interpol just caught up to them. Finally." She smiled at him. "Your security can handle the rest of the small fry. You can definitely rest easy now."

 

[CoSurvivor]

Oli watched on the monitors and made a few comments to Cass "I feel like I'm watching a movie..."

"They are good, she picked her team well. Rogues just like her, complete deniability from up top, they've got enough talent where if and when Jen needs to act, she has the tools to make it happen. I don't need to tell you this, but while I don't worry about Jen, I worry about her team. "

"How so?" Oli thought he knew what she was going to say, but wanted to be sure they were on the same page.

"People who work in their line of work are two kinds, people who don't like to take orders from anyone, or someone who wants to tear it all down. 'we' are that system. So it's not a matter of if, but when they might turn their sights on us. Be cautious.."

Oliver nodded, and waited until Jenn arrived to really say anything more.

When Jenn did arrive, he couldn't help but give her a sideways smile.

"I dunno... It seems to be you enjoy making them all squirm Jenn. Now if I was their boss, we might have an issue, I mean random private..."

Oliver never got a chance to finish his sentence as Cass gave him a swift poke in the ribs with her stylis. Cass gave Jenn a knowing look that Oliver's comment was about to be Juvenile, childish at best and she rolled her eyes at him.

The only reply Oliver could give was a shrug. He did follow up with Jenn on her team though.

"Please extend my gratitude to your team, a meeting of the minds amongst us all won't be out of the question once I know the Leonov brothers are safely behind bars. I was contacted this morning after I'd given my first testimony a few days ago, and they have some follow up questions. They'll be coming here 'again' but that won't be till tomorrow. In the mean time, set your team up, don't make it obvious, but make sure they get what they need. I do have a question though, is your team willing to travel?"

Oliver had to be careful here, what he suspected was going on back in the states regardin his own executive committee, and plans of an internal powerstruggle made him a little concerned. There were rumors he'd heard a hand full were planning to try and unseat him with his father dead.

There was more, the Leonev brothers were small fish, the big angry great whites would smell blood at the slightest weakness. It was up to them to figure out where they were.

That problem was harder to resolve, especially when they were in his own company.

 

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Jen chuckled as Cass Jabbed him mid-sentence, giving her and idea on what he was going to say. Not what exactly, but along the lines of what. She listened to what Oliver said and shrugged.

"They went all the way out here, didn't they? Well, probably not Charles. The guy is a shut in and has everything he needs with his computer. But given the right motivation, he will go out. But sure. I'll have them help out with surveillance. I'm sure they can manage on their own. Besides, if you help too much their egos might be bruised. They take too much pride in what they can do if the help comes from someone they don't trust. Sorry, it's a rogue thing.

"I know it may be hard to trust them, and well, they don't trust you either, but both of you trust me and for now, that's enough. The last thing these three want is to be turned to the authorities especially after they have turned clean, and they won't think you're a man of your word. It will take time, but you'll get there. And trust me, they'll do such a damn good job you can tell your security to take a break."

Jen looked into Oliver's eyes and smiled, cupping his cheek in her hand. "I promise, you will not need to worry about anything while I'm here. Cass will protect you from the front in broad daylight and I'll be your shield from behinds where the shadows are."

For a few moments she caressed him, running her thumb along his cheekbone then she grinned. "But this all comes at a price." She winked at him and subtly brushed her hand along his crotch out of Cass' sight. Laughing she stepped back a little.

"So, I'm sensing you have a job in mind? If it keeps these guys on their toes, I'm sure they'll accept. After all, I'm freelance contracting them. I can pick and choose who goes where and when. Of course, it has to align with our new backgrounds and job descriptions. That's the only reason they accepted."

 

[CoSurvivor]

Jenn's touch was electric...if Cass wasn't in the room he'd have found a way to ravage Jenn right there in his office. Something about all those erotic stories he read about in his early twenties about the admin servicing the boss, no matter the sex of each roll, had it been him as the boss, she'd on his desk being serviced, if she was the boss.. he could only imagine pushing up a pencil skirt to her hips and finding out if she was going commando or not.

Oli could feel that stir... that desire.. but he had to quench it. And with Jenn's comments he appreciated that she was embracing the idea of having a role in his life. It wasn't the one he wanted though.

Privately Oliver wanted nothing more than to escape to the moon, explore the vastness of the little rock that had become his father's home away from home while he'd grown ill. The time he'd spent in space had helped slow the disease, but he wondered if after so long out there he longed for the environment of earth. So many things had probably gone on up there Oliver wondered what the next step would be for him. Would he stay here? would he be one to hide himself behind the emerald curtain and be the game master as his father had? He knew this position would change him, but the greater concern was, would it change him so much that he wouldn't recognize himself in the mirror?

That's why Jen was here honestly. to keep his feet planted firmly on the ground, while the rest of him certainly wanted to escape earth's gravity and find solace away from all the madness.

Turning to Jen he took his hand in hers and squeezed it gently as he stood up and gave her a short kiss, it held the emotion of warmth and promise a hope that there'd be more of those to follow. Breaking the kiss, Oli smiled and addressed Cass and Jen both.

"Well I consider myself lucky to have myself surrounded, and in capable hands. I know you prefer the shadows Jen, but don' want you to have to feel like you should stay there forever. I want you with me. At times when public appearances are necessary I want you by my side. once you are comfortable with your new identity hopefully we can make that happen. But don't think I brought you here into my life for this. Your team seems quite impressive, and by all accounts I think 'we' (and he shared a look with Cass when he said this) should keep the roll of a benefactor to their talents. Basically the point is, they will be well compensated, work within the parameters you set for them and basically be what I'd call the extra set of eyes we need."

Oliver picked up his tablet, off the desk and looked at Cass who gave him a polite nod. "Now, the reason for travel.. that involves.. 'Him".. Oliver nodded to the screens they'd been looking at as one switched over to a full color high resolution view, of two things, One was a particular blonde that Jen might recognize, and the other would be another man who was conversing from an office that looked like Oliver's back in the US.

"You remember her, the girl you 'accidentally' bumped into in order to get into my offices? And that gent with the pointy mustache and glasses who buys 1,000 dollar bottles of conyac only to dump half of them on his secretary so he can lick it off her?" How Oliver knew such detail wasn't known to but two people, Cass and the secretary, who she'd been able to get some intell from.

"Her boss, his name is Miles Van Warren. and he intends to kill me. I need your help to stop him."

 

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Jen smiled as he mentioned that she wanted him by him forever. But of course, there were so many things that could happen from now to forever that she didn't comment on it not wanting to jinx it. And then they came to the real reason. She cocked her head to the side as she listened to his explanation. She looked at the pair. She remembered them. There was a reason she targeted them. She knew they were not open to sharing things with Oliver, which was why they were the perfect targets. But she didn't know things went deeper than that.

As he finished, she continued to stare at them. and her thoughts lingered on the thousand-dollar cognac being poured over and licked off the girl. She may not be a fan of liquor but there were better ways to enjoy a good alcohol. Not that she wanted Oliver to do such a thing. Cognac would drip everywhere and would definitely be a waste whereas chocolate or cream would be thick enough for him to lick every--no! Stop! There was a task at hand.

But damn! She really was getting a little horny. Not a good thought with Cass in the room.

"Well, we don't mind taking on the job. The question is, what exactly do you want us to do? If you're able to get that kind of information out of her, then you might not need anything from us. Or are there other secrets you want to uncover? Or do you want them to disappear? Ruin them? I'm not quite sure what you want me to do boss," she said the term with a little bit of a tease, "But if I can make it happen, your wish is my command."

 

[CoSurvivor]

Cass Nodded to both of them. "I think the two of you are gonna make me sick..." She shook her head and halfheartedly smacked Oliver in the shoulder to which he actually flinched. Cass had taken Oliver to the mat more than a few times over the last two days, he'd been distracted, and physically paid for it.

Cass was gonna take it easy on her, give Oliver an opportunity to get her up to speed but Cass needed her up to speed faster than normal. Both of them were in this for each other it seemed. Oliver surely had his head screwed on sideways at the moment, his heart letting him dictate a few things which she was politely able to re-direct him in a direction she knew he'd go eventually. The quicker they got over this honeymoon, fuck like rabbits and howl at the moon period the better for everyone. She admired them, and she remembered how it had been for her and her husband so long ago. Taking the initiative, she laid it out for Jen in a way that hopefully didn't sound insulting, or condescending.

"Jen, we know you can pretty much do whatever you put your mind to, I think what Oli really is looking for is a deep infiltration of his own company. The higher eschilon of men and women who are part of his board of directors may have disagreements, may even not like what he's planning for the company, but they can't try to kill him. Van Warren wants to get Oliver out of the way, so he can have his office. I don't think we want him dead, that makes too many headlines. What we need to have an idea of how deep this goes. Is it just Van Warren? or are there more? Conspiracies are never limited to just one or two individuals, we have a feeling that there are at least 2 if not 3 board of directors who may be in on it as well. And we need to find that out. That's where you and your team comes in. I also am concerned that one or more countries may be involved as well. But we don't know. If it comes out that Oliver is involved with any sort of internal investigation, the gig is up, they'll go to ground and we'll never find them."

From the inside, you don't look connected to the company, Van Warren may recognize you if he sees you, and your 'act' will probably sell how disgruntled you were might be make him more... apt to enlist you. the problem is getting you close to him or one of the others. There is turn over in the company, and we might insert you as an admin to Van Warren, or someone who works with the secretary in question. (Cass pointed to the girl on the screen) Now as to how I got the info from her? Well she's not exactly what I'd call 'reliable' when it comes to following company security procedures.. so when she left her phone out on her desk with a picture of her and a half empty bottle of really expensive liquor in her hand, one starts to put a few things together."

Cass thumbed a few things on her tablet then finished,

"And she's a lush, the girl got hammered at the holiday party and nearly fell on me in the bathroom. Girls talk.. You know how it is." With a passive knowing glance Cass looked at Jen, Cass assumed the girl wasn't a shut in, as a thief she was world traveled and probably seduced a client or two using the thousand year old practiced 'drunk but not really drunk' roleplay. It was one Cass had used once or twice to get out of a party when she supposedly was to drunk to stay.

Turning away from the two lovebirds, Cass waved over her shoulder.

"Have your team reach out to me when you are ready Jen, if your computer geek is a shut in and would prefer to stay at home drinking mountain dew and eating pizza till he gets diabetes that's up to him."

Cass let the office door slowly close behind her as she headed to her own office. When the door clicked shut, Oliver turned to Jen and shut off the TV's. they were a distraction.

"So.... "

Oliver pulled Jen over so she'd be right in front of him, His hands went to her hips caressing her gently through the fabric of her slacks, working his fingers up and under the hem of her shirt, he brought her to him and kissed her warmly this time, a fulfilling kiss that made him gather her in his arms...

"I've missed you...."

 

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Drunkenness was always a favorite of those who pretended. Of course, no one can say a drunk person was in their right mind. So getting away with a lot of things was easy if you were "drunk", unless of course, you were being accused of DUI. But that was besides the point.

"I see what you mean. Though, putting me into his retinue after seeing me disgruntled with you might raise some questions. If he wants you out, I'm pretty sure that at the very least, people know--or at least feel--he doesn't like you all that much. So putting two people who seem not to like you together might raise some questions or worse, might raise some more guards up. And guards up are more difficult to get through to than firewalls and security networks.

"I already have the cover of being an external auditor, so accessing files and systems will be legit for me and I don't have to go through IT bureacracy if I do need to dig into some files and look legitimate. The less questions, the better. As for how I am getting to him, leave that part to me. After all, grifters like me do know how to make people trust us fully until we've pulled the rug under them. I'll get Van Warren wrapped around my little finger. I just need to know a few things about him...aside from his cognac licking fetish."

Soon, Cass said her goodbye and Jen found herself alone with Oliver again. Not that she minded having the woman around. But it had been so long and Oli and she had a lot to catch up on. A whole lot.

She let Oliver pull her toward him, grinning as she came close, licking her lips as his hands wandered down to her hips. Her spine tingled as his fingers ran up and under her shirt, skin heating where he touched her.

Oh yes...a whole lot to catch up on.

Their lips closed the gap and Jen wrapped her arms around his neck pressing herself against him, feeling like she was home again.

"I missed you too," she responded, her fingers playing with the tips of his hair. She grinned up at him. "I think we just made Cass sick of our...closeness." She chuckled and kissed his neck giving the short strand of hair wrapped around her finger a gentle tug.

"Remind me to thank her for being considerate about our sickening actions." She pressed her belly against him and squirmed a bit rubbing the bulge that was beginning to rise in his pants. "How much time do you think we have before she needs to be back to drag us back to reality?"

She pushed him to the couch and sat on his thighs, her legs spread open on either side of him. She licked at his collarbone and gave him light teasing kisses as her hands slid down his head, to his neck, shoulders and to his chest and down to his abs. She grinned up at him and started unbuttoning his shirt with her teeth slowly, one at a time going lower, and lower...

 

[CoSurvivor]

Her touch was electric, feeling her in his arms just felt all sorts of right. Not a single bone in his body told him to hold back, not a single twinge of reservation. and for once... Oliver was beginning to feel like he could release the pressure on his own personal inner battle of "Will I ever be happy? Will Jen be happy here?" No.... he felt like the battle over that was won.

Part of him just wanted to get naked with her and lay on the couch under a few throw blankets, turn the wall screen into their own private theater and let the natural need of two people take it's course. but as she pushed him back on the couch, he closed his eyes for a moment and let Jen take over. More than anything the feeling that the pressure on him to control everything around him was no longer necessary, not with Jen here...Not with his best friend off taking control of other matters. To Jen's question though, He had the perfect answer.

"Cass will come back when I ask her to. She more than anyone knows the importance of a good 'work-life balance'." Oli let those words hang for a moment in his head after he'd said it aloud. He'd been so wrapped up most of his life in the company or in his own personal business success that he'd insulated himself away from anyone. To open the doors again, let Jen into his life was... good. more than good, peaceful. These were thoughts he could share with her, with Cass, maybe a few others. but to the world at large it would be best, and safest for all if he remained the stoic Oliver Titan.

Oliver rested his hands on Jens shoulders, when she started undoing his shirt, he took a moment to look at the back of her blouse to see if there were any buttons, a snap or zipper he could undo, if she was undressing him, it was only fair he eventually get to do the same for her. However, when Jen reached the 3rd button on his shirt he completely let her take over, weaving his hands through her long hair and closed his eyes. focusing on his other senses as Jen undressed him. When she reached the bottom he looked down into her eyes and pulled his shirt the rest of the way off. He wanted Jen to be in control at the moment.

 

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Jen grinned up at him as he took of his shirt and started trailing butterfly kisses on his abs, up his chest, giving his nipples a quick suckle before going up his collarbone nibbling up his neck and to his earlobe. Her lips, teeth and tongue played with his lobe as her hands went to his belt, unbuckling it and pulling it off him.

"Tell me what you like. I'll learn quickly," she breathed in his ear as she unzipped him and pulled out his cock.

As she glided down his body, her hand gently pumped his cock. She knelt in front of him and held him in her hands, tracing the tip of his head on her lips before her tongue darted out to lick him with the tip of her tongue. She looked up at him looking and listening for his reaction as she started licking his head more earnestly with the flat of her tongue, swirling and gliding it all over.

Grinning up at him, she licked down the length of his shaft feeling it harden and twitch in her hand. Up and down she licked him, making sure to visit back up top to lick at his slit every so often. And even as she pleasured him, she felt jolts of lust shoot between her legs too. But this was not about her. This was about Oli's pleasure and she was more than happy to give it to him.

"Oli, thank you for everything." She smiled at him before taking him in her mouth, remembering how he used his mouth to pleasure her. Wanting to do the same for him, she sucked on his head as her hand pumped his length slowly until she tasted him on her mouth.

Pulling away, she licked her lips. "Mmmm...let's see how far I can take you now."

Diving back in she took him in her mouth slowly, sucking and rubbing his cock as she took more and more of him. She could feel him grow and get harder and she moaned every time he twitched, her voice sending vibrations on his cock. Three quarters of the way there, she stopped as she felt herself gag, her throat spasming around him. She eased up a bit and took him in deeper into her mouth, gagging again before pulling back a bit. And then she took him back in deeper this time relaxing her throat as she took him all the way in controlling herself and relaxing, before she needed to breathe and gagged once more pulling all the way out, catching her breath and looking up at him for approval.

The scene was straight out of some porn movie where the boss is being pleasured in his fancy office. But unlike porn, there was something more genuine and electric between her and Oli. And unlike porn, she wouldn't give herself to any other man. She decided that Oliver was the only one to have the right to her body, her heart and her soul...

And yes, she realized that she loved him. It was only a few days, but the feelings inside her were too loud and too insistent to be ignored. Yes, she loved Oliver Titan, but she couldn't say the words. Damn it! Why was it so hard to say?

"I think I'm getting it now," she grinned up at him and took him in deep in her mouth again, her tongue rubbing him and her mouth sucking him slowly, once again able to take him all the way in. She stayed there for a while until her gag reflex quivered around him again and she pulled out to take a deep breath. "Was that better?"

 

[CoSurvivor]

"Tell me what you like. I'll learn quickly,"

Her question was a simple one, and as she showered him with attention, he tried to answer her question as fully as he could.

"Anything you do... Everything you do...Your hands Jen... your mouth...oh yes..."

Oliver couldn't really think of anything more to say, every single inch of his body was tingling. His hands slowly worked their way into Jen's hair, slowly pulling it back so he could watch her mouth work him over.

"Oh god yes...Jen..."

Long groans of satisfaction escaped mouth as Jen continued when she took him all the way in her throat the second time, Oli's only reply was to nod his head furiously in response to if she'd done better the second time. He thought he was honestly going to explode in her mouth, the more she worked him over, and Oliver knew he had to change things up if they were going to enjoy this time together.

slowly Oliver pulled her up and crashed his lips against hers, his tongue darting into her mouth, beginning the long dance of passionately kissing her. his actions speaking much louder than any words he could ever speak. His hands went to her waist, seeking out the clasp to her pants, in front, behind, he couldn't find it. In a touch of frustration, Oli teased her. Breaking the kiss, Oliver teased her.

"You women and your outfits.. how is one to every undress you when I can't find the zipper.."