A touch of Flame

[AmbrosiaCaress]

This is closed for the moment for Joker and Myself... Please enjoy and feel free to PM any comments to either one of us..​

~ Beth stepped out on deck, taking a moment to breath deep, the warm, fresh, ocean air cleansing her lungs as she looked over the side of the great cruise ship, the blue of the ocean below frothing where it mated with the pristine white of the ship's hull. There was not a cloud in the sky, the day was going to be yet another gorgeous one, as the previous 3 had been. She had left her cabin for a quick walk around the upper deck, before waking her slumbering new husband. A glance at the golden ring that now embraced her finger. Being married was not all that bad, in fact, this had turned into one 3 day party so far. Last night was the first night they had allowed themselves to sleep. A smile creeped over her rosy lips. That was fine by her, she was not one that needed all that much sleep, not her in line of work.

But today, and for the next many days, Beth, also known as the Flame, was not working. Flame was the name she used for her job, she did not want many to know her real name. That could get dangerous. She killed people for a living. She did not want to become a target herself. Brushing her fingers into and threw her flaming red hair, she took yet another deep breath and started out for her walk.

Her thoughts turn to her new husband, Bradley. Bradley Turner the Third, to be exact. A very rich playboy was what he was, charmed by the wiles of the flaming red head. She had been swept off her feet, romanced and courted by the playboy. He sure knew how to party with the best of them, and for the first time in her life, since leaving home, home being living with her Aunt in Ohio of all places, she had let herself get close to someone, well, if you could call how she felt close. Did she love him? Eh, he was a rich, handsome, playboy who was great in bed. She certainly enjoyed herself with him, if nothing else. When he proposed, he told her the wedding and honeymoon would be yet another giant party, she could not refuse.. Hell his daddy owned the cruise line... the ship would be filled to the brim with friends, and family, as well as paying customers. Why not marry him, he was harmless. Yes, never mind that she had been sent to kill the rich playboy's mother, which she had accomplished easy enough. Never mind that his father had been the one to hire her, but, since she did everything over the computer, no names, no faces, Bradley Turner Senior had no idea that his red haired new daugther was the killer of his wife. And Beth certainly was not going to tell him.

Oh what a tangled web we weave, she had said to herself on more than one occassion.

One would never guess that the lithe, sleek, flaming red head was an assassin for hire. That she had more than 50 kills under her belt. That at the age of 19, she had made that first kill, and that now, at the age of 21, she was one of the deadliest assassins in the world... Her preferred method was sniper rifle. She was a dead on shot with that rifle. She was good with handguns as well, but all her kills were with the sniper rifle. She preferred to be at a distance from her prey, she never kidded herself that she could fight or beat them physically. She was smart, and cold. Never letting herself get involved with anyone, until now, until Bradley, and even now, she really was not "in love" with her husband, just in "lust"...

But now was not the time to think of all those things, now was the time to party, and enjoy. She paused at the bar to get herself a chilled glass of orange juice and a handful of strawberries, before continuing on her walk. She had made a mistake this morning, and not even realized it. She had let her guard down, and never even realized that she was being watched... closely.... ~

This is Beth

another of Beth, also known as Flame

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Beth "the Flame" Tanner
21 years old
5'5" tall
Flaming red hair that tumbles just past her shoulders
Deep golden sparkling eyes
creamy pale skin
Lithe, lean, slender, she looks more like a model than the killer that she is..
She too has a tattoo, it seemed a right of passage for assassins in this day and age, hers was a flame that graced her left shoulder blade.

 

[JokerWild]

Name: Sean “BlackHawk” Collins
Age: 28
Appearance: 6'1, light-skinned african-american male, hazel eyes shaved head, muscular build with tattoo of an black hawk on his left arm.

Seven years...murders, assassinations, and kidnaping. All this he was used to, he didn’t mind doing at all, the thought or act to kill a person never made him sick or guilty. He loved hand to hand combat better than shooting a person...but it was rare that he fought, he knew when it was better to make a clean kill better than leaving fingerprints everywhere. As he sat at the bar he watched a stunning red-headed woman order a drink along with a handful of strawberries.

He smiled as he took a sip of his water. He blended in well, blue khaki shorts with a white shirt , complete with a pair of shades.
For almost a week he had been on this ship...he had gotten seasick the first day, he hated traveling on ships but it was only a small setback, he would have killed them the first day if he were able to find out which room they were in...but now he had found the wife of his kill. As she walked out the bar he followed behind her at a small distance. In a matter of minutes she unknowingly led him to her cabin.

He immediately turned around mentally kicking himself, their room was only several doors down from his. “Sometimes the simplest answers are in front of you.” he told himself as he walked down to his room, taking the keycard from his pocket he slide it into the panel on the door, as the red light quickly flashed green, Sean opened it and walked in. Closing it behind him he locked the door and walked to his bed where his black briefcase lay on top of it.

Taking out a small key he inserted it into the case and opened it, inside lay a pistol with a silencer on the barrel though he wouldn’t need it, the walls were nearly sound proof as well as the doors, the only way for one to hear you was for you to push a buzzer outside.

He took out the gun and put it into his waist band, putting his shirt over it he also took out a tazer and put it in his back pocket, taking out a pair of black leather gloves he strapped them on and smiled. “Too easy.” he thought.
Making his way back out the door he walked back down towards the room his kill were in. He pushed the buzzer waiting for them to answer...

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ The strawberries were sweet, and she playfully licked her fingers of the juice as she headed back to her cabin. Any other time, perhaps in any other place, her radar would have already been up, she would have sensed the stalker, the hunter, but this was her honeymoon, and Beth felt, safe and comfortable, no need for radar.

Slipping her keycard into the lock, the green light lit up and she slipped into the cabin. She could hear her husband stirring.

"Bradley, get up sleepy head" she urged as she sat down on the edge of the bed, finishing off the orange juice. She was never one to sleep the day away, no matter how late she had been up the night before. He mumbled something at her and lifted from the bed, scratching at his bare chest as he headed to the bathroom.

When he returned a moment later, he found his beautiful wife awaiting him, spread eagle on the bed. She had hiked up the skirt she was wearing, and underneath she had nothing. Beth had a strange dislike of underwear, and more often than not she went without. This was no exception. Smiling at her husband, she crooked a finger... beckoning Him to the bed where she lay, her bared pussy already glistening with moisture... Bradley licked his lips and climbed onto the bed... He was about to feast on His wife's succulent sex when the door buzzed.. quite the annoying sound, especially at a moment like this.

Both of them looked at the door, then at each other..

"what the fuck" Bradley muttered, ignoring the door and lowering his head to his wife's sweet pussy

*BUUUUZZZZZ*

Beth sighed "you might as well see who it is"

"Did you order room service?" he asked as he got off the bed..

*BUUUUZZZZZZ*

"Alright, Alright, calm the fuck down" Bradley shouted at the door ..

"Me? No, I didn't order anything, I had a drink and some berries while out walking. Just answer it and send them on their way will YOU" she growled, beginning to get annoyed at the fact that whoever it was just would not take the hint..

*BUUUZZZZ*

Bradley wrapped his robe around him as he got to the door, Beth gliding her skirt down over her legs as she sat up on the bed.

He swung open the door..... "Yeah? What the fuck do you.................................."

If Beth had been a normal woman, with a normal life, she more than likely would have screamed right then and there. But she did not... she became Flame in that moment, sliding off the bed onto the floor on the other side, she scrambling to reach underneath and get ahold of her bag, the bag with her rifle in it... but Bradley had moved it, it was no longer under the bed where she left it. He must have put it in the closet, not realizing just what was in it. He had no idea what she did for a living, no idea that she was a killer. "SHIT" she mouthed to herself ~

 

[JokerWild]

The moment the door opened Sean had taken the tazer out of his back pocket and had hit Bradley with the stungun, the moment the electricity ripped through his body the man fell back knocked out cold. Walking calmly into the room he closed the door and looked around. He looked down at the limp unconscious body of his kill and shook his head.

“Should have just delivered the package...” he muttered as he kicked Bradley’s foot. He stepped over the guy and looked at his wife who seemed to be looking for something, he motioned her over towards him.

“Just keep your hands where I can see them red.” he said referring to her bright red hair. Pulling out his gun he put the tazer on a nearby night stand and looked down at Bradley. “Honeymoon...congratulations.” he said mockingly.

He leaned down slapping him on the cheek until he realized he was out cold. “Well I was going to kill him when he was aware of me putting the gun to his head...but this will have to do.” said Sean sighing as he pointed the barrel of the silencer at the neck of Bradley.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Beth knew that sound, that electric crackling that echoed for a brief moment. She did not see the Man nor the tazer as it struck. She heard Bradley grunt and thud hard to the floor, she could see his spasming, then prone body, as she peered under the bed from the other side. She could also see the boots of the Man that did this, as He entered and closed the door behind Him, the *click* of the lock the next sound she easily recognized.

If her bag, and her rifle, were indeed in the closet, she was screwed. The closet was on the other side of the room, near the door where the Attacker entered. She could not get to it. She cursed to herself for not keeping a gun under her pillow, but then again, since Bradley did not know that she even knew how to handle a gun, that was a mute point. But at this very moment, it was a small detail that could very well cost her, her life.

“Should have just delivered the package...”

Beth heard Him mutter something, and a very cold, and very knowing chill, swept thru her. Bradley had mentioned something about a package he was supposed to take care of, a package of cocaine. Where Beth had been very secretive about what she did for a living, not that she would have to work anymore now that she had married him, one of the reasons she did, Bradley was a blabbermouth. He had told her all about his little sideline business of running coke, using his daddy's cruise ships. Beth detested drugs, and told Bradley that she did not wish to be involved, nor known anything about, his side business. He told her he was taking an extended vacation from that little business right after he dealt with this last package. Apparently, he never dealt with that last package. That Man, who now stalked into the room, must be the drug dealer, or drug lord, or one of his thugs. This did not bode well for her, but if she played her cards right, maybe she could get out of this. She just had to make sure that He thought she knew nothing...

“Just keep your hands where I can see them red.”

She emerges from behind the bed, laying her hands on the sheets as she slowly comes to her feet. "Yes, Sir" she had to keep from gritting her teeth when she said it. He had to think she was nothing more than this guy's wife.

Her golden eyes carefully regarded the Man standing over her husband. He was tall, He had to be a good 6 feet or more... Handsome in a brutal sort of way, definitely thug potential, altho there was something about Him that spooked her....

"Well I was going to kill him when he was aware of me putting the gun to his head...but this will have to do.”

Her eyes widened. Wait, wait a minute. He was not asking where the package was, not demanding the drugs. Instead, He was simply going to kill Bradley. That was not right, drug lords always... ALWAYS.. wanted to know where their drugs were... This Man, was cold, calculating.. and the silencer that graced His Glock 9mm told her that He was... a professional..

"Oh Shit" she lets slip from her lips...

Beth weighed her options in that fraction of a second. She already knew that she would never be able to talk this Man, this Assassin, out of killing Bradley, who was still laying there, out cold.. What other options did she have? Her own weapon was in the closet... and she would never be able to fight that Bear of a Man... her eyes alight then, upon the tazer, which now sat on the nightstand on the other side of the bed, behind the Assassin, who was still facing Bradley.

Beth had only one choice to hopefully save Bradley as well as herself. With a burst of speed, she leapt across the bed, as she came down body first on the other side, she grabs at the nightstand and the tazer.. She manages to get ahold of the tazer, but the tumbling nightstand catches her back leg and thigh as she tries to roll out of the way and get to her feet, making her stumble once more, but she has enough presence of mind to wield the tazer in the direction of the Killer, hoping to incapcitate Him before she went down herself.. ~

 

[JokerWild]

Sean watched the woman move with great agility and speed as she leapt halfway over the bed towards the night stand where the tazer lay. He cursed as she managed to kneel a few inches from his stomach with the tazer, the only reason she stopped short was because she had nearly fell, at that instant he had his gun pointed at her head...point blank range. “She’s fast...extremely fast, I’ll have to keep an eye on her.” he thought as he stared her down. He was breathing heavily as the electricity crackled between the tazer, he shook his head and laughed.

“That was close...you look like you want to go ahead and shock me...if you want a bullet in your head go ahead and do it red...” he said. After a few seconds had passed by he reached out and snatched the tazer from her hands, putting it in his back pocket. “I thought so...now be a good little newly wed and get your ass on the bed and have a seat.” he said grabbing her by the hair making her stand up, he threw her to the bed making her red hair become wild and covered half of her face.

She glared at him angrily and he smiled back winking his eye, “You look damn good when you’re angry red. And for that little stunt I want you to do a few things for me.” he said as he looked down at the unconscious body of Bradley, he pointed the pistol at his foot and let a bullet rip through it, he pointed it at his upper thigh and shot again. Bradley’s eyes flickered and shut from the pain.

Sean walked towards the bed taking off his shirt and throwing it on the floor, he put the gun ontop of the television and smiled at the woman. He stood at the edge of the bed his tazer in his hand. “You look like someone who likes to have fun...so lets have fun.” he said licking his lips. “By the way red...my name’s Sean, you’ll need to know it since you’ll be screaming it all night long.” he said smiling.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Damn those fucking peice of junk nightstands.. If it had not come tumbling over, if she had not stumbled after grabbing the tazer, she would have zapped the bastard and gotten His gun. It would have been easy enough to put a bullet in His brain and throw Him overboard, no one the wiser. But instead, she were the one with the gun barrel to her head. Beth froze, taking a deep breath. If she shocked Him now, His reflexes would indeed squeeze the trigger and she would be.... dead... and Beth did not wish to die.


“That was close...you look like you want to go ahead and shock me...if you want a bullet in your head go ahead and do it red...”

The fact was, the girl was nearly growling in her anger... but she did not move, accepting the fact, at least for the moment, that He had the upper hand. Again she inwardly cursed at Bradley for moving her bag, the stupid bastard.

“I thought so...now be a good little newly wed and get your ass on the bed and have a seat.”

She got no choice in the matter, He wrapping His fingers into her red hair and yanking her up, thrusting her onto the bed. She quickly got her bearings, whirling around to glare at Him, her golden eyes shooting daggers at the Man. Her skirt, a long black gypsy skirt, rode upwards along her supple, pale skinned legs, showing those smooth, creamy thighs, and she was naked underneath.. Drawing her legs tightly underself, she growled again as He stared at her, before He turned back to the prone Bradley who was now moaning on the floor.

The silenced shots made her cringe, each striking her husband's foot, then his thigh. Bradley's eyes shot open, his mouth following in a silent, macabre scream of pain.. He spasmed then passed out, his head thudding back to the floor.

Beth turned away, biting at her lower lip. Yes, she was a killer, but she detested seeing death this close up. She heard Nim approaching and turned her golden eyes, filled with the fire of hatred, to Him..

“You look like someone who likes to have fun...so lets have fun.” he said licking his lips. “By the way red...my name’s Sean, you’ll need to know it since you’ll be screaming it all night long.”

Her own eyes widened at those words.. "In Your dreams... Sean" she snarled, she backing away on the bed as her eyes came to rest on the tazer He held in hand. She did not ask what He wanted, nor what He was going to do. She knew damned well what He wanted, He was there to kill Bradley and more than likely her as well, and what He was going to do now, well that was obvious, and Beth was not a fan of rape, not at all.

"Just do what You came to do and be DONE WITH IT" she nearly screamed at Him..

It was the one outward manifestation of her fear.. She could not fight this Assassin. She did not have the means nor the strength, altho she was not going to simply roll over and play dead either. For a moment her eyes fix on the gun He had set down on the TV, all the way across from where she was...

Her mind was racing. Could she salvage this situation? That was the one thing about male Killers. Some of them thought with thier little head instead of their big one. If she could distract Him, maybe, just maybe, she could get to His gun.. But the question was.. could she do it.. because right now, the thought of Him touching her, was repulsive... and she was growling.. ~

 

[JokerWild]

"In Your dreams... Sean" she snarled as she crawled backwards on the bed he admired her face, she was lovely...no beautiful. He kicked off his shoes and reached down taking off his socks, he licked his lips once more as he looked at her. Her skirt raised among her thighs only a inch or two away from revealing her forbidden fruit.

"Just do what You came to do and be DONE WITH IT" she shouted at him. Sean smirked and shook his finger at her as if scolding a child. “Temper temper...” he said walking around the bed to reach her, he had to reach out and grab her ankle as she tried to jump off the bed, pulling her to him he ran his hand through her wild red hair pushing it out of her face.

“I plan on doing my job...and then some.” he said leaning down grabbing her hair and forcing a kiss onto her soft lips. The second his lips touched hers his cock hardened, he groaned as she growled at him. “You must be a wild little nymph...but I don’t mind taming you.", He said letting go of her hair pushing her down at the same time.

He looked at the gun and back down at red. “You can tell me your name while you strip...that gun seems pretty close, but by the time you leap up I’ll have this tazer pumping a few hundred volts in your ass.” he said as he stared down at her creamy thighs.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

Beth swallowed hard. She closed her eyes as He shook His finger at her, like she was some petulent child. She had to resist the urge to try and bite that finger off. She tried to tell herself she had to do this, to at least get Him to let His guard down, but His touch to her ankle as He went to grab it brought her back to reality as her eyes snapped open. She tried to retreat across the bed, but He had a good grip and yanked her to Him, His free hand wrapping onto her flaming red mane.

“I plan on doing my job...and then some.” he said leaning down grabbing her hair and forcing a kiss onto her soft lips. The second his lips touched hers his cock hardened, he groaned as she growled at him. “You must be a wild little nymph...but I don’t mind taming you.", He said letting go of her hair pushing her down at the same time.

She fought against the kiss, against His lips pressing to hers, a low moan escaping as she refused to allow His tongue entrance into her mouth..

She looked up at Him, the whole of her form was tense and quivering, and she was growling again, that low, dangerous sound. She had wanted to try and win His confidence, to get Him to let her guard down, but her own anger was not helping her any.

He looked at the gun and back down at red. “You can tell me your name while you strip...that gun seems pretty close, but by the time you leap up I’ll have this tazer pumping a few hundred volts in your ass.”

Her eyes widened at His request.. strip? He wanted her to strip? He definitely was thinking with His little head, this may work well in her favor if she could keep her anger in check. But that, would prove to NOT be an easy task. She did not take her eyes from Him, but she indeed did know that the gun was close, she knew exactly where the TV was.. but there was the small problem of Him holding that tazer... it was a chance she would have to take. She nodded to His words, she snapping "fine" but she refused to tell Him her name.

"I have to get to that gun" she told herself as she took a deep breath. His eyes were all over her as she reached down and slid her tank top up and off her body, revealing the lace bra underneath. She had almost not worn a bra today, and was very glad she had decide too. She had picked this one because Bradley liked it, the pale pink lace cupping each breast, the darker nipple visiable beneath. She canted her head slightly, letting a smile, a forced one, creep across her lips..

"do You like what You see?" she hoped that He would lean down, even just a little, it was all she needed ~

 

[JokerWild]

Sean watched as she took off her shirt, her eyes suddenly changed from hate to a somewhat lustful look. "That was quick." he thought as he watched her look at him. "Do you like what you see?" she asked him. He smiled and yawned slightly, "I do...but I didn't tell you to talk...but I did ask you your name." he said.

He stared at her for a moment and leaned forward smelling her, she smelled like roses, perfume maybe...he didn't care. Her body was enticing as well as her scent, if he wasn't a patient man he would have taken her right then and there. Instead he moved from her neck down towards her breasts, his warm breath blowing on her as he moved down.

"I'll be gentle if you don't try anything stupid." he said lowly as he licked her collarbone, he kissed it leaving a bright red hickie on her.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ He leaned down, and then some, He leaning over her, His breath caressing her skin, He tasting her with a licking of His tongue. She had to still the shiver that ran thru her at the feel of His tongue...

"I'll be gentle if you don't try anything stupid."

"Gentle my ASS" she yelled, catching Him off guard. She still had her shirt in hand and swiftly wrapped it around His head and neck, yanking Him down onto the bed as she threw herself off the other side, she landing on her feet, she made a lunge toward the TV and the gun that sat upon it.. Her fingers clasping, grabbing it.. she turned, falling to one knee and aiming, which was her usual stance, but she realized very quickly, that the gun was EMPTY... She squeezing the trigger in the hopes that one bullet was still chambered, but only heard that hollow *click* on an unloaded gun...

"Oh FUCK" she swore, looking toward the closet, then the front door ~

 

[JokerWild]

Before he could react to her scream darkness surrounded him and he felt a tight material wrap around his face. As he crashed to the floor he realized she had used her shirt to take him down, ripping it from around his face he glared up at the woman who was now holding the gun. As she pulled the trigger his heart dropped, the familar 'click' of an empty barrel made him laugh.

"Lucky me...I forgot to put a full clip in my gun. Such a busy schedule I have you know...traveling, killing and fucking." he said standing up rubbing his sore neck. He stared at her for a moment, his back was now to the closet that held her rifle.

Fury was burning in his eyes as he stared at her. "I guess I won't have to be gentle now red...you sure as hell don't seem to want me to be gentle." he said running towards her, she leapt towards the door but he grabbed her around the waist pulling her around and slapping her to the bed.

Before she could get up he leapt ontop of her and grabbed her neck, with his free hand he pushed her wild hair from out of her face. He tightened his grip around her neck staring into her eyes. "You move pretty fast red...guess i'll have to keep a hold on you for a while." he said sliding off of her, as he stood up he pulled her up too, his hand still gripping her neck.

Twisting her around he pushed her onto the bed forcing her onto her stomach. Using his lower body to push into her, he used his hands to undo her bra. With her struggling it took him a minute to get it off but it was well worth it, flipping her onto her back he grabbed her neck once more and glared at her. "I plan on giving you a good fucking red so just go with it." he said leaning down and putting a hickie on her chest.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~Beth struggled under Him as He held her to the bed, the weight of His body over powering her own. This was why she preferred killing from a distance.

"You fucking Bastard, GET OFF OF ME" she screamed out, His hand easily covering her mouth to silence her as His mouth bite at her flesh, sucking the soft skin just above her breast within, she hated... HATED .. when men marked her. Yet that was just what He did, leaving a fresh, red hickie upon her soft, smooth skin. She was panting beneath His hand, a low growling sound coming from her lips, vibrating against His palm.

She began to squirm and writhe, becoming a very difficult target to hold down, she desperate to dislodge Him from upon her.. to no avail, He staring down into her eyes, she staring right back at Him, as if daring Him to rape her. ~

 

[JokerWild]

Sean ran his free hand down to her breast, squeezing the soft flesh and pinching her nipple, forcing it to become erect under the cruel conditions she was facing. He stared back into her eyes seeing her rage, he smiled at her as he moved his hand from her breast down her flat stomach, he paused as he reached her waist.

"And behind door number one..." he whispered as he reached down pulling her skirt up, extending his middle finger he slide his finger over her pussy expecting to find her wearing panties or a thong but to his pleasure she was bare underneath.

His eyes lit up with pleasure as he began to play with her exposed slit, using his fingers he expertly spread her soft lips apart and pushed his large middle finger into her, finding she was moist. "I'll thank your husband for getting you ready for me." he said as he began to fingerfuck her.

His left hand still gripping her neck. "I still want to know your name red." he whispered into her ear as he slide his finger out of her wet pussy, moving up slightly he found her clit and began to massage the swollen nub with his thumb, his eyes never leaving hers.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ One hand still wrapped about her throat, effectively holding her to the bed, the other left her mouth, traveling downwards. "Fuck" she growled as His hand paused at her bared breast, His large fingers pinching, rolling, the sensative rose colored nipple, as it warmed and swelled... She tried in vain to push Him away, but His greater weight and strength made that impossible and Beth knew it...

"And behind door number one..." His hand left her breast, to begin a slow trailing down over her taut stomache, she barely breathing in her anger and humiliation. "Don't" she snarled, but indeed He did pull at her skirt, lifting it easily, His hand disappearing beneath. She was bare, completely, having shaven that morning. His fingers explore along her tender folds, pushing between...

His long thick middle finger slips to the warm entrance of her sex, sliding inside her, Beth hissing in her breath as her body tenses, her eyes boring holes into His. She manages to stay silent, not wanting to give Him the satisifaction if reacting..

"I'll thank your husband for getting you ready for me."

"Bastard" she manages to growl.. low and deep, feeling His finger pulling out of her, slick and coated from her body's fluids, He pushing in once more, sliding out, pushing in, she fighting the pleasure that He was creating, her breathing begins to come faster... He leans down, His voice hushed in her ear, breath warm, she feeling the strength of His body brushing against her own, His finger moving deeper inside her...

"I still want to know your name red."

"call me whatever You want" she snapped, just as His thumb found and brushed over her swollen clit. Beth arches her back under Him, unable to stop the low moan that erupts from her lips. She tearing her eyes from His, trying to stay silent and unable to, the sensation of His finger sliding easily in and out of her wet sex, and His thumb now manipulating her clit, she was writhing on the bed, but not to escape, but this time in pleasure, she gripping the sheets under her in frustration... her own body betraying her....

"stop... Just.... stop" she whispers, that snarl to her voice gone for the moment.. ~

 

[JokerWild]

As she begs him to stop, he slowly moves his thumb around her clit, teasing her most pleasureable and forbidden anatomy. "Your name first." he whispers as he moves his thumb on the hard nub, pushin on it gently and rubbing it fast.

His eyes staring at her face even though she looked away from him. "Fine red, be stubborn. All I want is your name...lets see how you like orgasming to the man who's going to kill your husband." he whispered to her before bringing his mouth back down to her right breast, sucking it until the nipple became erect like the other breast.

He could hear her moan escape as he toyed with her body, he knew he was close to making her orgasm...with his thumb and mouth no least. He looked up at her face, his mouth moving from her breast to her neck. "If you tell me your name I might stop..." he extended the word "might" as he began to put another hickie on her neck.

Moving his long middle finger back into her now soaking depth, her tight walls clenching on his large finger. His cock felt as if it would burst from the shorts he wore, he felt uncomfortable keeping his cock pent up inside the confining space of his boxers but once more he was patient and practiced self control...he would enjoy her in a little while.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ She closed her eyes tightly, trying to fight the pleasure He was bringing to her body, her willing body. His mouth finding her nipple, suckling, nipping, His tongue gliding around it, His thumb still working her clit, His finger moving slowly inside her. She was ashamed to realize that He was bringing her to a climax, her gasping breathing, wildly beating heart, and low moans evidence of that.. Her sex soaking His finger, pulsing around the length, heated and velvet soft, molding around that length like a wet glove..

His mouth free'd her nipple and she actually breathed a sigh of relief, but He was no where near done with her yet. He brushing His lips along her throat. "Don't... please" she again implored as He nipped at the sensative flesh, she trying to pull back, but unable to, she tried pushing Him off her, but her struggles were in vain, and in truth, she, at least her body, did not want Him to stop...

"ohhhh Goddddsssss" she moaned, He still massaging her clit, His finger thrusting inside her....

"If you tell me your name I might stop..." He was suckling hard on her throat, she could feel Him leaving another mark... "Please... stop... Sean" she remembered His name, she uttering it hoping it would stop Him.. even tho her body was enjoying the sensations she was feeling.....

"Beth... my name is Beth" she finally panted, still trying to push Him back and off of her, He not moving and infact His finger was slithering deeper into her pussy... ~

 

[JokerWild]

Brian groaned slightly as he felt her juices run over his finger, his cock pulsing begging for release. "See Beth...that wasn't so bad was it. But since you took long I'm going to have to punish you, and seeing you're so near your orgasm I'll be nice and allow you to enjoy this." he growled pushing another finger into her soft wet pussy.

"Damn..." he groaned as he thrusted his fingers inside, his thumb moving around her clit, avoiding the pleasure spot on purpose. His mouth sucking on her earlobe gently, moving to her neck from time to time. "Beth..." he growled as he pushed down on her clit with his thumb, a smile creeping across his face as her back arched, her breathing becoming heavier.

He stared into her eyes until they glazed over, knowing she would have an orgasm if he stayed inside her for a few more seconds he pulled his fingers out and moved his hand to her mouth pushing his fingers inside, letting her taste her own juices.

He left his fingers in for only a split second, fearing she'd bite him. He laughed as her face reddened with embrassment. "So close...yet so far." he said patting her cheek. He stood up releasing her, "Stay there." he said as he began to unbuckle his belt, he took off the 36 inch belt and folded it once. "Your skirt...take it off." he said twirling the belt in his hand and smiling, his shorts were baggy now giving his cock a bit of room to 'breathe'.

The bulge was clear as he stood in front of her, as she removed her skirt he took the chance to unzip his shorts and slide them off, the tazer in still in the backpocket of his shorts. He kicked them towards the door and stood there his belt in hand, his black boxxers holding in his hard cock.