It's Only Murder

I scoped the scene carefully as I slowly made my way behind a large pillar. The noise of casino patrons and the ringing of slot machines congested my train of thought as I searched for my target.
It wasn’t long before I located the massively overweight mobster behind one of the craps tables. He had a busty blond on each arm as he rolled the dice with such a panache I had never seen before. It was evident that this guy had money, and whom ever had placed this hit on his head was after it. Such logistics didn’t matter to me as long as I got my check at the end of the day.
“Hello,” a voice from behind me whispered silkily into my ear. Oh shit, someone to thwart my plans, great, excellent, just what I needed.
“Hi,” I flashed a fake smile as I flipped around, “Oh, it’s you.”
“Pleased to see you, too!” Adam laughed as he leaned in to kiss me, I pulled away and pressed my hand against his face.
“What are you doing here?” I sneered, I snatched my hand away just as he attempted to lick it.
“Mother sent me to check up on how things were going on here.” Adam’s mother, Gloria, was my boss at the assassin agency back in Los Angeles.
“Well you can go tell your mommy everything was going perfect until she sent her annoying little son to check up on me.”
“Little, little?” he grinned devilishly as he cornered me into the pillar. “I happen to be nearly ten years your senior.” I flinched as I felt something press against me.
“Leave me to do my job, Adam. What a waste of a two hour drive.” I rolled my eyes as I pushed him off.
“It doesn’t have to be a waste of time,” he bit his lip as he stared at me with those sensual, yet demonic, pale blue eyes, “I’ve rented a room.”
“Putting Mommy’s money to good use, are we?” I said monotonously as I searched for the mobster once more, he was sitting at the same table but with more people around him this time.
“Oh get real.” Adam ran his fingers through his dark, slicked back hair.
“I need you to cover me,” I replied swiftly as I moved behind him, “Pretend you’re talking to me.”
“Now?” he replied grinning, “I‘ll cover you alright, Lara. So what do you want me to do, exactly?”
I slipped my hand into my handbag while pretending to whisper sweet nothings into Adam’s ear. “Don’t you move an inch or I flipping swear you’ll be the one to bite the bullet.” His chest was firmly pressed against mine as I gently nudged the nozzle of my gun towards the beefy man.
There was a loud bang and the screaming of the guests as they attempted to duck under the game tables. I swiftly slipped the sniper gun into my purse.
“Let’s go,” I whispered as I gave his ear a naughty lick and ran toward the exit. I loved to tease him, especially when he wasn’t expecting it. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t hate Adam, only his antics; after all he was devastatingly handsome and rich. It was easy to say he was a jerk, and personally I could never find myself falling in love with an asshole like him. Now, Alec Westfield was a different story.
Alec is equivalent to that of a Greek God at North High. He is the Drama King, the Student Body President, Captain of the debate team and star wrestler. There isn’t anything that Alec Westfield hasn’t accomplished and the whole male population hated him for it.
“What was that for?” Adam laughed once we were safely outside. There wasn’t the usual sound of sirens a minute later as you’d witness in Los Angeles since Palm Dessert was located in the middle of nowhere.
“What are you talking about?” I smirked as I followed him to the hotel entrance, “Hey, I need to use your bathroom to get ready for school, don’t think I’m following you up for any other reason.”
“You say that now,” he winked at me as we stepped into the elevator, I suppressed the urge to knee him in the groin. It wasn’t until we were in the hotel room did the sound of sirens begin.
“Do you think you can give me a ride back to Los Angeles?” I asked as I peeked my head out of the bathroom door.
“Only if you do something for me?” he chuckled sumptuously. I could see him lounging on the bed with his elbows propped up.
“No thanks, I’d rather walk.” I slammed the door shut and began changing out of my clothes, wig, and contacts. It was hard being an assassin, but all in a day’s work for me. My job had become habitual, to the point where murder didn’t matter anymore, it was almost like breathing.
“Oh come on,” Adam laughed from outside the bathroom door, “You’re so persistent!”
“I have to be to get anywhere in this job!” I tugged up one of my knee high socks and slipped on my sneakers. I gave my face the quick once over in the mirror and tied my hair in a high ponytail before I left the bathroom. “Jesus, you’re like a leech!” I cried when I found him standing outside of the bathroom shirtless.
“What?” he grinned as he crossed his arms over very discriminating pectorals, if I were to digress my view I’d find a set of six packs I wouldn’t be able to divert my eyes away from. “Can’t a man take a shower?
“Screw you, you probably took one before you came here to spy on me.”
“I get dirty quick.”
“Your thoughts don’t count.”
“Oh hush.” he laughed.
“Come on, I have to be in class by 8:05, it’s almost five thirty! There isn’t any time to horse around!” I grabbed my bag and tossed him his shirt.
“Well, I can’t just check out randomly this early in the morning,” Adam replied as he began buttoning up his shirt, “Isn’t that a little obvious?”
“You’re right…” I mused, “What do you suppose we do?”
“I think we should stay for a night so it doesn’t look too suspicious.” For once, he brought up a good point.
“But I seriously have to be at school…” Not only was I paired up with Hottie-McHot-Hot Alec for biology, but it was also senior panorama picture day.
“The cops have probably already sectioned off all roads out of here, Lara, even you can’t be that daft. If they search us and find that gun in your bag they will definitely suspect something.”
“CRAP.” I slammed my fists against the wall, “Thanks, Brainiac, for stalling me.”
“Oh, and what were you going to do as your getaway, hail a cab in the middle of Buttfuck, Egypt?!”
“Don’t yell at me!”
“Common sense!” he roared. We stood across each other in a primal stance, as though protecting our territories. “You were probably going to blow this one.”
“No, I wouldn’t have!” I snapped, “I would have figured something out, I didn’t need you coming down here to ‘save’ me!”
“I was just worried, okay?! Jesus Christ, Why do you have to make everything so difficult?!”
“Ugh!” I narrowed my eyes angrily. “You’re such a child!”
“Oh yes, that explains so much, thank you!” I had never seen Adam so angry before, why did any of it really matter to him anyway? “Whatever.”
“Don’t whatever me.” I crossed my arms and sat at the corner of the bed. “I’m starving, order room service.”
“What do you want?” he asked as he picked up the phone. There was a sort of unspoken tension between us now, we hadn’t had a fight like this before.
“A cheeseburger,” I sighed as I lay on the bed beside where he sat. I felt his back tense up, I was certain he could feel my heavy breathing against his shirt.
“Yeah, hello?” he spoke cordially into the speaker, “I’ll have two cheeseburgers and an ice cream Sunday. Tell them to leave the whipped cream.” I sat up and smacked him upside the head.
“Ow!” he placed the phone back onto the receiver. “What was that for?”
“Whipped cream?”
“Hey, I happen to like extra whipped cream.”
“Right.” I narrowed my eyes jokingly.
“Are we good?”
“Yeah.”
“Great, now we can have make up sex.” I slapped him hard across the face and jumped off of the bed. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” he laughed, “I thought I’d lighten things up.”
“I’d lighten a load off your groin if you don’t stop.” I snapped.
“How bout I lighten my load all over your face!” he replied sexually, twisting my words.
“You’re a fucking idiot.” I narrowed my eyes, but in reality… I wouldn’t have mind. “A year ago this conversation could have put you in jail.”
“Yeah, well a year ago you didn’t work for my mom.” he grinned, “Okay, I’ll stop.” he threw his hands up in defeat. “You win.” I blew on the tip of an invisible pistol and smiled.
“So is your check out date tomorrow?” I asked as I casually leaned back on the chair.
“Yup.”
“So why didn’t you spring for the suite?”
“I didn’t think we’d actually come up.”
“You didn’t think so huh?” I laughed, “You know I’m too much of a tease.”
“I learned that the hard way,” he grinned
“So, when you thought we weren’t going to be using the room, what did you plan on doing?”
“Speeding the fuck away from here, obviously.”
“The police?” I reminded him.
“I’d slow down once I heard sirens.”
“Oh yeah,” I nodded, “It’s probably not like L.A. here where they stop every moving thing.” I began to pace across the hotel room, occasionally glancing outside. “I’m starving, where are our cheeseburgers?”
Adam looked up at me and shrugged, “I don’t know,” It wasn’t until twenty minutes later did room service arrive.
“Took long enough,” I sighed as the waiter wheeled in the small cart with our trays on it.
“Sorry for the inconvenience, there was a slight disturbance in the casino earlier.” He searched our faces for any sign of a tip.
“Oh yeah, we heard the sirens,” Adam nodded as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a twenty, handing it to the waiter. “Would you know anything about it? The missus here was a little worried.”
“Nothing big,” he lied, “We’re just trying to calm everybody down now, they haven’t disclosed much to us.”
“Oh, well, please alert us when you find out.” Adam said as he watched the waiter walk away. He knew the hotel wouldn’t inform their guests in fear they wouldn’t return to their establishment, but it also secured any suspicion to their arrival.
Adam and I sat across from each other at the small table in the hotel room eating our cheeseburgers. “So, is this what you have for breakfast every morning?” Adam grinned as he wiped the corners of his mouth.
“No, keep in mind, I haven’t slept at all last night.” I shoved a couple of fries in my mouth.
“Why don’t you take a nap after you’re done eating?” Adam suggested, his bright, blue eyes looked up at me. There was a far too familiar and unwanted twang of excitement between my legs. I shifted my gaze away from him and towards the carpet.
“Sounds like a good idea, I need to take a shower first.” I finished off the last of my burger and wiped my hands on my jeans skirt. “You wouldn’t have a change of clothes, would you?”
“Why would I possibly have a change of clothes? Remember, I wasn’t planning on staying. I do have a shirt from the hotel I bought at the gift shop though.”
“Why did you buy a shirt from the gift shop?” I cocked my head, grinning curiously.
“I’m a ‘traveling business man’, it would be too unjust to go on a trip and not buy my loving wife at home a souvenir.”
“You’re too elaborative on your little schemes, Adam.” I laughed, “It’ll do, toss it here.”
He reached into his briefcase and pulled out this oversized, turquoise shirt with a picture of a white wolf on it.
“This is incredibly tacky. Would this be for your morbidly obese love of your life, and if you were thinking of me while buying this shirt, I hope you get eaten by a pack of these,” I examined the shirt, “Rabid looking wolves.” I looked up at him and winked as I retreated into the bathroom.
“I feel so loved.” Adam chuckled huskily as he lounged on the bed. There was no doubt in my mind that I wanted that man inside me, I had always felt this way, but I never mixed business with pleasure. He was too cocky for my taste, I would never make the first move, he’d never let me live it down. No, what was I thinking? I didn’t want anything to do with Adam, he was nine years older than me and a complete pompous dick. Not to mention, the ever lingering thought of Alec Westfield bubbling in my mind.
The shower felt really good against my sore muscles, I hadn’t had a shower this good for a while. Although the shower helped alleviate the tension in my muscles, it did nothing for the yearning desire I felt in my loins. It must be near my period, I thought.
I grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around my chest, it pressed my breasts close together making them look bigger. Of course, I would notice.
I stepped into the room and found Adam fast asleep on the bed. I sat on the chair across from the bed and looked out of window, watching a couple of cop cars driving away with the coroners. I shifted my gaze toward Adam, he was still a sleep. I began to stroke my inner thigh, working myself up to a frenzy. Apprehensive on whether or not Adam was in deep sleep, I decided to toss a magazine onto the bed, luckily it did not wake him.
Assured he wasn’t going to wake up, I began to gently stroke my labia with my right hand. I had my leg propped up against the window sill, with my slit wide open in front of Adam. It turned me on even more knowing he could wake up any second and catch me doing this, but I hoped he would not.
My clit began to swell with all the sexual energy collecting in my vagina. The blood rushed vigorously through my hot zone. I pressed my fingers against my sensitive clit and began rubbing it while biting my lower lip to suppress my screams. The moans began to escape my lips gradually as the pressure began to build in my pelvis. I needed something inside me, I was going to burst. I bucked my hips against my hands and threw my head back trying to hold in my orgasm.
“Need some help?” I looked straight ahead to see Adam staring lustfully at me. My eyes widened in horror as I snapped my knees shut and brought them to the floor.
“How long have you been watching?” I gasped as I tightened the towel around me.
“Since you tossed the magazine on the bed,” he grinned, “I had no idea you…”
“Shut up.” I snapped as I grabbed the shirt and put it over the towel .The shirt fit me like an incredibly ugly baby doll dress, but a little shorter. I slipped off the towel and threw it to the floor.
“Why are you being so defensive?” Adam chuckled, he began rubbing the bump that began to form at his upper thigh. “It’s natural.”
“Oh my god.” For once in my life I was absolutely speechless, I hadn’t the slightest idea of what was going on… or what was going to happen. I felt myself heating up again, and slightly the urge to vomit. I had never been in such a position ever in my life with another human being. My job kept me away from anything close to a social life, boys weren’t in my vocabulary.
I watched Adam continue to stroke his cock, tightening my legs together to hold in my excitement, but it only made things worse. My nipples began to harden, and they were clearly visible under the thin cotton shirt.
He undid his pants and lowered them so that he was in his white briefs on the bed. His cock looked massive as it pressed against his tight underwear and at that moment carnal desire swept through me like a rabid animal.
My hand involuntarily shot straight down between my thighs to my clit. My knees loosened and it wasn’t long before Adam got off the bed and kneeled down in front of the chair. He spread my thighs apart as he brought his mouth closer to my sensitive and pulsing clit. I knew exactly what he was about to do, I had read about it online and had seen short clips of it when my friends and I jokingly looked at pornographic videos.
“Adam,” I whispered as his lips touched my labia, sending tendrils of pleasure electrons through my veins. I slid my hands through his hair and held on tightly. His hot breath felt good against my wet folds. “Oh my god!” my thighs began to tremble as he flicked his tongue repetitively over my clit. There was no way in hell I wanted him to stop, but I did hope it hadn’t even started at all. He held tightly onto my upper thighs to control my convulsing reflexes as his tongue explored every part of my wet, dripping cunt.
“Mmm,” he breathed as I began to gush out, he stuck his tongue deep into my hole, licking every last drop of my secretions. My body was exploding with orgasmic sensations, every muscle in my pubic region convulsed with pleasure, I couldn’t hold in my staggering moans. “You taste so good, mmm, do you like that?”
“Mhm! Yes…” I breathed heavily in short, rapid breaths as my orgasm was beginning to dwindle.
He withdrew himself and licked his lips all whilst looking at me with a horny grin. “My turn.” he sat at the edge of the bed and lowered his underwear. I was quite surprised to discover the size was quite comparative to that of his bank account. It was an easy eight or nine inches.
“Umm,” I stuttered as shifted my eyes.
“You like that, huh? Do you want that whole length down your throat?” he began stroking himself, “ I bet you’ve never seen a cock this big.” I hadn’t seen a real cock period.
“Money can buy you anything.” I stood up from the chair and sat next to him on the bed.
“Oh, ho ho!” he chuckled, “Ouch, that hurts.” he scanned my body curiously, “But not as much as it’s going to hurt when I rip into you.” he swiftly pushed me down on the bed, straddling me in a movement I hadn’t expected.
“Crap! Get off of me, Adam.” I squealed as I pounded in futile at his chest.
“Five thousand dollars.”
“What? No! I’m not a whore.”
“Seven thousand. I know how much you and your mother need it.” he began kissing down my neck.
“What are you talking about?” I froze under him, my heart racing a million beats per second.
“The foreclosure on the ranch.” He nipped at my neck as his hands pinned my forearms against the bed.
“What?!?” I gasped, I dug my nails into him which automatically jolted him upright, but his hands still held mine firmly in place.
“Kinky,” he chuckled deeply as he pressed himself against me.
“What foreclosure?” I snapped.
“The bank is taking your house away if your mother doesn’t pay the $60,000 mortgage, she didn’t tell you?” She actually had, but I was too busy on the internet to listen to her in detail. I thought she was just making her little threats of losing the house like she always had when I was a kid and wanted the newest latest game system.
“How would you know?” I would have started to tear up if I hadn’t been in present company with such a cold, hard façade to maintain.
“I have my connections.” Adam replied ambiguously, “How about eight thousand and you stop asking questions?”
“Adam!” I cried as threw my head back in defeat, “I’m still a virgin.”
“What?” he smirked breathlessly, “No.”
“Yes, actually.”
“Would you want to lose it to me?”
“No.”
“Ten thousand up the ass?” I thought about it for a while, I too had seen girls get it up the ass, but also heard it was pretty uncomfortable. But then again, it was ten thousand dollars, about the same amount I received for three hits.
“Where would I tell my mom I got the money from?” I asked, almost immediately he began to grin at my submission.
“She knows you have a job, doesn’t she?”
“She doesn’t know I’m an assassin, what kind of job would pay so well?” I was positive he could feel me trembling under him, and I knew it made him even harder.
“Tell her you’ve been saving up? Or a bonus. Hurry the fuck up and make up your mind before I lose my boner.”
“Calm down, geezer, should have brought Viagra.” I laughed, all whilst trembling.
“Oh, trust me, I don’t need it… and since you said that.” he rolled me over and stepped back from the bed. “I’ll just have to show you even more.”
“Whatever. I want it all in cash.” I got onto my hands and knees and lifted my bottom up into the air. Adam’s hands caressed my bare ass, kneading the fat that had collected there since puberty. I was undoubtedly uncomfortable, but extremely aroused by the fact I was turning on an attractive grown man. The whole thing made me feel dirty, especially the ‘being paid for it’ part, which was, by far the most arousing. “Want to fuck me like a whore?” I laughed as I began to pull of my shirt. By no means was I going to let him take control of this situation. Sure he held the monetary gains, but me and submission did not play well. I was in control.
Adam chuckled as he began to finger me to relax the muscles in my… you know. It felt really good, I had never had a guy anywhere near me like this, but I had always dreamt of it. I felt dirty at the mere thought of having such fantasies, usually induced by the loneliness of the night.
“How do you want me to fuck you?” Adam whispered in my ear, I could feel his hard on poking me.
I wasn’t too experienced in talking dirty, but I realized it didn’t really matter unless you used the key words like ‘fuck’, ‘cunt’, ‘hard’, ‘wet’, ‘cock’ and such.
“I want your hard cock buried deep in my ass.” I breathed sensually as I teasingly shook my hips.
“Yeah?” Adam grinned approvingly, “Want me to pound you till I cum into your sweet, tight, hole?”
“Mmmhmm, yes. Don’t keep me waiting.” I grabbed his free hand and brought it to my breast. He was surprised by my newly found spunk and audacity.
With one hand on my hip and the other where I had placed it, I felt the tip of his cock enter my backdoor. The pain was nearly insuperable, and it didn’t get any better.
“Ah!” I cried out in agony as I balled my hands into fists and pounded them against the bed. “Jesus!” I felt my ass being torn as he thrust himself rhythmically into me. “UGH!” I was certain had the rooms next to ours been occupied, they would have been in for an unjust wake up call.
“Oh yeah, mmmm. You like that don’t you?” Adam breathed.
I lowered my head just as he replaced his hold of my hip with my other breast. He had both my boobs firmly cupped in his hands as he pounded me from behind. It felt like being fucked with something hard and sand-papery. Thankfully, Adam wasn’t able to live up to his word when he came into me ten or fifteen minutes into the encounter. There was blood and semen dripping from my thighs down onto the bed linen as I collapsed onto the bed. Adam lay next to me, running his hand up and down the length of my back.
“Fucktard.” I growled as I turned over, covering my chest with the shirt.
“We really need to do this again sometime.” he grinned as he turned to his side to look at me. His pale blue eyes made him look demonic in a bizarre, and frightening way as he looked at me strangely. I was too much in pain to go to the bathroom and clean the aftermath of what he had done to me so I lay there as the blood and semen dried on my bare skin.
“Now I know what you have to go through every night with your little boyfriends.” I quipped, taking a jab at his sexuality. He cocked his eyebrow and smiled crookedly.
“You’re cute.” he pinched my cheek like an old, Jewish, grandmother and sat up straight. The curvature of his spine was incredibly beautiful, along with the rest of his toned physique. His masculine thighs and toned chest glistened with the sweat accumulated from their romp.
“Pay up, buddy.” I put on the oversized shirt and sat up on the bed. I watched him go to his briefcase and reach for his checkbook.
“Ten thousand?” he asked as he began filling out the check.
“Yep.” I nodded, “Wow, I feel like just like Julia Roberts in Pretty Women.”
“Only hotter.” Adam winked as he tore the check from the binding and handed it to me. “You know, Lara,, I really like you.”
“Oh, that’s nice.” I smiled as I jumped off the bed and stuffed the check into my bag.
“I mean, REALLY like you.”
“What are you saying?” I synched my eyebrows and tossed my hair behind my shoulder.
“I’m saying that I really have feelings for you. I think you’re absolutely beautiful.”
“Um, thanks?” I went into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I took another shower, not putting validity to anything Adam had just said.
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