Author's note: This chapter contains MATURE content! If that makes you uncomfortable turn away now! Fries is pronounced as freeze.
A delighted hum came from Nika at the wonderful sensation of Agent 47's talented mouth on her neck. Waking up to her husband's kisses was a welcomed surprise - she wasn't going to let it go to waste. The midnight blue sheets and comforter rustled when she turned to face him.
His closed lips curved upward at her shining emerald eyes gazing at him before she covered his mouth with her ample lips. A light moan escaped him as she eagerly explored his mouth while her delicate hands ran through his short dark hair. He pulled her lithe body closer to his.
She released a content huff of air once she felt his warm long strong physique pressing against hers. Her hands then slipped underneath the white cotton of his ribbed tank top. The soft skin of her hands was touching the hard planes of his muscular chest and abdomen. Confusion filled her the moment he abruptly ceased his actions and looked at the bedroom door.
"What's…what's wrong?" She asked him in between breaths.
His stare was still focused on the door. "I'm-I'm waiting for the inevitable."
She giggled, "Elaine and Robert took the twins and the girls out for breakfast and then Christmas shopping. She told me last night after dinner."
His dark brows furrowed, "Thanksgiving was yesterday."
"Frank, Christmas shopping on Black Friday is normal…but working during this holiday weekend, isn't." There was a hint of annoyance in her tone. She lifted her left perfectly plucked eye brow at him.
After a brief sigh he replied, "Nika, this was the only assignment I took this month."
"I know, I know…but why this weekend and why you? There are so many other agents."
He waited a beat and shared, "It's Milana Moretti."
Her eyes narrowed and her jaw clenched, "That despicable cunt should've been dead a long time ago! Her rich pedophile boyfriend got off easy when he was killed in that prison riot!"
With a nod, he commented, "I absolutely agree."
"She-she got him and sometimes his rich powerful sicko friends girls as young Madison and Mai and she'd rape them with him! When she was finally caught, arrested and convicted our asshole idiot president pardoned her!" When she felt his hand cup her cheek, it soothed her and the scowl on her stunning face went away.
"Nika, that's why I have to leave tonight. She's being let out of prison the day after tomorrow; she's going to be vulnerable."
She slowly nodded, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"
"…You once told me that people like her; they remind you of everything that was taken from you. I didn't want you to think of them and all the terrible things they did to you." His thumb tenderly brushed her left cheek bone.
A grateful look came across her face at his thoughtfulness. Her eyes closed at the comforting feel of his thumb stroking the spot where her dragon tattoo used to be until she removed it. She reluctantly took his hand off her face and placed it over her heart, where the ink dragon now lies beneath her blood red silk slip. Nika put her hand on his handsome face as she spoke, "I appreciate how you think about my feelings but we're married. We should be able to talk about things that are hard for us, all right?"
He tipped his head towards her, "I understand; next time I'll give you details when it's an assignment like this one." He moved her hand towards his mouth and planted a kiss on her palm.
With a gracious grin and some hesitation, she pulled her hand away from his lips and rested it on his heart, "So, the client who hired you, how do they want it done?"
"She wants Milana to suffer and she wants it filmed. She's the older sister of one of the victims. Her sister's name is Gwen. Milana brought Gwen to her boyfriend, Paul Fries. Gwen thought she was being hired to work as a waitress at one of Paul's house parties because that's what Milana told her. Gwen…she was only 13 when Paul and Milana raped her for the first time on his jet. When the president pardoned Milana, Gwen killed herself that day." His gaze dropped before returning to Nika's.
Seeing the sadness in his eyes caused her thumb to gently stroke his chest where the tattoo of his company's insignia was located, "I'll miss you but I'm glad that you're doing this. That fucking monster, she needs to pay! And she's an heiress! She could have done anything with her life but she chose to do this for that heinous asshole!"
"Yes and Paul Fries was also well-connected. He was friends with the president, other politicians, celebrities, billionaires and even members of Britain's royal family. She liked being around those powerful people."
With a dry scoff Nika said, "That cunt only took photos with famous people, she's the evil female real life Forrest Gump!"
They both chuckled over her comment.
Her tone became serious again, "But at least she won't be around any longer, thanks to you."
In a modest voice he remarked, "Her sister is the one who hired me."
"True, but the system failed Gwen and all those other girls; you're choosing to correct it."
Agent 47 thought about her statement then answered, "It's the least I can do."
A suggestive smirk spread across her face, "I can think of something else you can do.." She began closing the short distance between their faces until her mobile phone pinged.
With a short sigh he stated, "Inevitable."
She jokingly tapped his chest before rolling over and grabbing her mobile phone off the nightstand, "Elaine texted me before they left this morning, she made breakfast for us. And Trent just texted me, he wants to have lunch and go shopping."
"You should go. I'm meeting Diana for lunch; there are some things we need to go over for this assignment." He sat up and swung his long legs over the side of the California king bed.
"OK, but where are you going? We should finish what we started." She sat up and tapped on his side of the bed.
He stood up and slightly pulled up his black drawstring pajama pants, "We will Nika, but it doesn't have to be here. Ever since we had the twins we've only been intimate in our bedroom and bathroom; we need some…variety." His dark eyes slowly travelled up and down her body while he walked over to her side of the bed.
Nika loved the way he looked at her, no one else's gaze made her feel so wanted, loved and desired. She got off the bed and put on her matching red silk kimono style robe, "Variety? Like what?"
Agent 47 grasped her hand and felt her fingers thread into his. "Nika, we have the entire house to ourselves. We have so many…options."
A flirtatious glint was in her eyes and smile, "You nympho!"
Once they stepped onto the elevator she grabbed the front of his tank top and pulled him into a heated kiss. His hands briefly held Nika's face before they slid down her slender figure grasping her full backside lifting his eager wife off the floor. He pinned her against the lift's wall as he fervently tasted her lips. She responded by wrapping her strong smooth legs around his waist and embraced his neck. Sounds of their kissing, breathing and moans filled the elevator car. When the doors opened he carried her into the living room. She reluctantly removed her mouth from his and rested her forehead on the side of his neck. Nika giggled at her husband giving her shapely backside a firm squeeze.
"Careful, I'm not wearing any panties." She tilted her head upwards then winked at him.
"Good." He briefly smirked as they approached the champagne colored overstuffed sectional sofa.
When he set her down on the right end of the sofa on the chaise, Nika caught the pleasant aroma of freshly cooked bacon, eggs, sausage, waffles and toast wafting from the nearby kitchen.
"Breakfast smells so good.." She commented as she watched him sit in the middle of the sofa.
With a lustful stare, he replied, "It does, but I want to have you first." He laid his whole body on the couch placing his head below the left armrest. She was about to straddle his hips until he said, "Nika, I need you higher….much higher."
Once she realized what he was requesting, a cute yet excited smile formed on her pillow lips, "I love you."
He reached out and held her hand giving her a gentle grin, "I love you too…" With a ravenous expression and tone to match, he gently tugged at her, "Now get over here."
A hearty laugh came from her as she moved up his body, shrugged off her robe and pulled off her red slip. A part of her still couldn't believe this was the same man she met two years ago. Back then he only dared to touch her thigh and her cheek bone but even those gestures were a struggle for him. And now, he was confidently making sexual demands. She was proud to be the reason behind his evolution as a lover and man.
The image of her bare beautiful body hovering above his head caused Agent 47 to lick his lips. A blissful sigh left his mouth once she lowered herself onto his face. Pleasuring the woman who was his wife, lover, best friend, partner and mother of his children, it gave him a tremendous sense of pride and joy.
Closing her eyes, she settled herself onto his lips. From the back of her throat Nika released a happy high-pitched whimper the moment she felt his skillful mouth on her sex. This wasn't first time he performed this act on her but he had never done it in this specific position. She wondered why they hadn't tried it before because it was as thrilling as their previous intimate encounters. Every little move he made sent little flares throughout her body. Her hands were gripping the armrest above his head as she moved her hips against him. She thought she would cry once he grabbed her right hand, interlaced their fingers and pinned them against her hip. Nika uttered a curse in Russian at the sensation of his other hand caressing her breast. Her eyes opened and she found herself staring into his intense gaze where she also saw unbridled love and passion. What caused her to ecstatically unravel was his humming against her sensitive warm wet flesh.
He quickly smiled the instant he felt and witnessed his beloved reach her peak yet he continued his actions until she slowly removed herself from him. Once she caught her breath she slinked down his body. Agent 47 cupped her flawless face with his hands and welcomed her grateful kiss on his lips.
"Up!" She chirped with a devilish laugh while he sat up and repositioned himself against the backrest. Nika quickly freed him from his tank top and helped him pull down his pants and boxers. She lightly gripped his face before pressing her mouth against his while straddling his lap. In a slow pace she lifted herself then sank down onto him.
Their moans filled the lavish living room once their bodies melded. He always savored being immersed in her and this time was no different. Nika relished the sensation of his fullness as she held his loving gaze.
"Oooh Fraank…" She breathed out after he gently thrust into her.
His hands clasped her hips as continued his slow strokes, "Nikaaa…"
Her grasp moved from his face and settled on his shoulders. "God, you feel so..sooo good.."
He increased his pace, "How-how about now?"
She brought her lips to his ear, "Mmmm, yes…yes, just like thaaat! Keep going!"
Her hot breath on his ear sent a shiver down his spine and he released a barely audible gasp. Nika was attuned to her hitman's body and needs; she clenched herself around his length. A louder sharp intake of air escaped him but he quickly responded by using his right fingers to strum her sensitive spot. Their entangled bodies both trembled in sheer delight while the sounds of their passionate cries reverberated throughout their home.
It was liberating for them to make love in their living room without fear of being interrupted by one of their four kids or staffers. Once they recovered, she gleefully kissed his cheekbones, eye lids, forehead, jaw and all the birthmarks and moles on his chiseled face before finally pecking his lips. He smiled at her as his thumb grazed her left cheek bone.
"Not that I'm complaining...but you think the couch is 'variety'?" She teasingly asked him.
"Nika, we've never done it here until now."
She blinked and realized that he was right, "Wow…maybe next time we go into the hallway closet?"
"I'm not opposed to it." He shrugged as he helped his wife put on her slip and robe.
With a sweet giggle, she assisted her hitman in pulling up his boxers and pajama pants then took his hands into hers as they stood up, "Now that we've had dessert, it's finally time for breakfast!"
"I'm famished."
"Oh, so I wasn't enough for you?" She wiggled her eye brows at him.
He feigned annoyance, "For food Nika."
"I know. But I like teasing you it's so fun!" She playfully dragged him towards the kitchen. He rolled his eyes at her before his lips slightly curled up.
Author's note: This takes place nine months after Binds, it's fall of 2009.
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