A/N: After weeks of interruptions, illnesses, and other crises, plus having to handle a succubus determined to take Tim's life force, the Bat Family finally gets a vacation, to the Bahamas, but is it the trip of their dreams? Warning some chapters contain explicit mature themes!

Serpent in Paradise

Part 15

Babs tried for two hours to get ahold of Dick. 'He must not be near his computer. I just hope this time he gets my message. I'm just going to have to wait till he returns.' Babs went back and verified the information she collected. She needed to get these coordinates sent before something else happens. Then another coded message arrived from Tim. Babs ran the program to decode it and her eyes grew narrow. 'Dick isn't going to like this.'

BDBDBD

Dick went to check out his laptop to see if there was anything from Oracle.

Babs noticed Dick came on line and was looking at his messages. She sent him a text. #Dick, I received this under Red Robin's signature. The coordinates are for Great Exuma Island. What is Tim doing there?#

#Devlin took him there. He might need Tim's expertise on hacking into W.E.# Dick flashed a text back.

#He just sent something else a few minutes ago, another coded message. I just got it deciphered. It says . . . Devlin has no plans on letting those on Fortune Island go. He plans on killing everyone. Send help.#

#You're kidding me. Please tell me you've sent the Birds.# Dick replied.

#Hang tight they're on their way. They should reach your position in about two hours. I will try to send a message to Tim, but I fear the message he sent was one way. He may be on his own.#

#I'm sure he can handle himself.#

TDTDTDTD

Tim kept staring at the screen. The program finished running and collecting information on Devlin's organization. The GPS was one way and could only be sent when there is dire need. 'I just hope it got sent in time.' Tim grabbed both devices and stuck them back into his waistband. 'Now to use my back door key to get into WE and arrange for a little surprise.' Tim started typing in his special access code. It was a 36-digit code only he knew. 'Devlin gave me his accounts. All it would take is adding a special digital tracer to not only this laptop, but to a name and account. I arranged for the money to be slowly transferred . . . It cannot help but be noticed. Devlin wanted all of Bruce's liquid assets . . . Well I'll give it to him with a cost. Once caught, the program can be halted using the exact code key that only Lucius has. Then the money once again will be transferred back by the fastest means possible.'

"Check on that kid . . . I want my money," Devlin stated. 'It was taking far too long. The transfer should have happened faster.'

"Would you like for me to do it?" Samantha said. "I could give him a push if he's being stubborn."

"Go ahead my dear . . . You're good at what you do," Devlin sneered. 'And he seems to respond to you . . . Nice abs on that kid, too.'

Samantha gave Devlin a sly smile. "Of course I am." Samantha started to head up to Tim's room, the smile disappearing from her face. 'Of course Dev sends an escort with me every time. I need to warn Tim. Or at least see what he's doing. I want out of this place. If he can do it.' Samantha tried to avoid the escort, but he was quickly keeping stride with her.

"Sorry girl, I'm going in with you. Mr. Devlin needs a full report. He also wants me to retrieve the laptop."

"What if he's not finished yet. Or he's being stubborn. I don't want you in the room," Samantha glared. "I like to keep my business between me and the client."

"All I want is the laptop. I got my orders."

Samantha gave an annoyed sigh. "Fine whatever."

Tim watched the progress bar. It was going to take three hours to transfer all of the money. That should give plenty of time to alert those at WE of the hack. 'There's one other person who recognizes my signature. I piggybacked a quick email. He'll know why I'm doing this and let it proceed so the trap can be sprung. At least I hope so. Otherwise I'll be arrested for embezzling when I get back.' Tim looked up to see Samantha along with an escort come into the room.

"So, are you done here?"

"It's going to take three hours. You'll have what you want. You can take me back to my family."

"I'll take that," The escort grabbed the laptop. "Mr. Devlin will want you to work on another account once this one is done."

"Don't close the cover. It will shut it off," Tim instructed. "Wait another account? You're not letting me go? I won't do it."

"Now Tim. Don't act hasty," Samantha came close and leaned down and gave him a wink. 'I really don't want him to get hurt. I wasn't looking forward to this.'

"Why are you doing this," Tim questioned, then leaned in and whispered. "Slap my face. Make it look real." Then Tim backed away. "No I won't do it!"

The escort was watching.

Samantha gave Tim a nice slap across the face hoping it wasn't too hard. "You will do as we tell you!"

"I want to see my family!" Tim yelled. He started having a tantrum. It was something they worked up so no one would get suspicious.

"No. You are to stay here," Samantha held up her hand again and brought it down. "Don't push your luck kid."

Tim fell to the floor pretending to cry. Some of the tears were real. Devlin wasn't going to stop there.

Samantha turned to the escort. "You've gotten what you wanted. Leave me be so I can have fun with this one."

Tim pretended to look up in horror, the escort smirking at him. As the escort left they waited for about five minutes before dropping the act.

"Sorry for that slap, well both of them."

"I've had worse . . . I mean . . . I'm not, it made it look like I was really being stubborn. Devlin is really planning for me to hack into other accounts?"

"Yes, he wants to keep you. Once he kills off your family he plans on adopting you," Samantha explained.

"And I bet he's going to make it look like pirates or some drug lord killed everyone and I was the only one who survived . . . Problem . . . I would need at least a couple of wounds to pull that off . . . He isn't planning on shooting me is he?"

"No, not that I know of," Samantha replied. "I'm pretty sure he doesn't want you hurt in any way. He doesn't want you drugged on anything so you'll be able to work."

"Great . . . Well it is going to take a few hours for the transaction to take place . . . He doesn't know I included a trace on that IP address . . . Unless he plans on dumping that laptop . . . Within that time . . . WE is already learning about it and they're putting their own plans into action." Tim didn't include his other thought. 'I included a notice to Dick's computer. Let's just hope they wrap things up on one Island and get here soon, or we may be on our own.'

"Okay, so we wait."

"Pretty much," Tim answered. "Unless you have other ideas to occupy the time."

"Can we . . ." Samantha was looking him up and down.

"Well . . . Um . . ." Tim cleared his throat and blushed. "Are you sure you don't . . . want to do anything else?"

Samantha pushed Tim down on the bed. "Mmmm . . . no. There's nothing much to do." She started to rub on his chest.

" . . . I guess . . . Um . . . You do . . . have to make . . . it look good . . . if the escort . . ." Tim's eyes went wide as she planted a kiss on his lips and fished for his tongue.

'He's so cute,' Samantha let her tongue mingle with his.

'Truth of the matter is . . . I'm finding her attractive . . . But I have one more question,' Tim couldn't quite turn off his detective skills. "How did you get mixed up with Devlin? And how old are you?"

Samantha rolled her eyes. "Can this wait until afterwards? Please."

"I guess it . . ."

Samantha planted another kiss this time running her hand down his chest to the waistband of his shorts before he could finish his sentence. She dipped her hand into his pants and started to massage his cock. 'He's so big. I love it.'

Tim took in a breath. 'This girl doesn't waist any time. I can feel my shaft starting to harden.'

Samantha wanted to taste it. She slid down his body and pulled his pants and boxers down. His penis stood at attention. She couldn't help but admire it. She repositioned her body so her butt was facing Tim. He watched as she stripped off her underwear and guided his hand to her spot then she started licking his penis. She sucked on his head, rubbing the underside with her tongue. Using her left hand she held onto the base of his erection, pumping then squeezing a little while she bobbed his head.

"Ooohhhh . . ." Tim moaned against her then with his fingers he massaged her spot then slipped his tongue inside.

Samantha opened her legs more. His tongue was sending ripples through her body. "Ohhh Tim." She licked a nice trail along his shaft and squeezed.

"Ohhhhh," Tim moaned again. 'She's hitting my sensitive spots . . . it's causing me to see stars.' He thought. "Ohhhhh that . . .that feels good . . .Mmmmmm." Tim pushed his tongue deeper into her vagina massaging the walls and tasting her juices.

Samantha hitched in a breath. 'I guess I can return the favor.' She suppressed her gag reflex and started to deep throat him, humming a bit and swallowing.

"Are you sure . . . You're not a . . . Succubus? You're really . . . Getting . . . Me . . . Ohhhhhh," Tim was going to need to get inside her and soon.

Samantha pulled off. "A what?" She continued sucking on his head again.

"Never mind," Tim replied. He continued to use his tongue, feeling her shudder. She squeezed his tongue as if in a vise. 'My god she's almost cumming with my tongue.'

"Oh...Tim...more...please..." Samantha was seeing stars and her climax was approaching. She never felt like this before.

Tim tried to go as deep as he could. Then he massaged her spot with his fingers bringing more sensation.

Samantha shuddered with ever thrust of his tongue. Her juices were overflowing. "Ohhhhh god...Tim." She moved her hips, wanting more.

Tim kept up with his tongue as she moved her hips. He could feel her climax, but he hadn't yet. He was still stiff. He wanted to get inside her. It was like a deep seeded fire that needed quenching. Tim pulled away and turned Samantha over so she was on her back. He could face her that way and look into those green orbs of hers. He leaned in close and slowly pushed in "Oh yes." She was so wet. It was easy to slide into her. Tim started thrusting immediately. "Ohhhhhhhh . . . Ooooohhhhhhh."

"Tim...oh...you're so big." Samantha was breathing heavily. With each thrust Tim was hitting her sensitive spots as if he knew where they were.

Tim's eyes were shut tight. She was clamping down and he was as hard as he was going to get. He could feel his orgasm building. "Ooooohhhh Samantha . . .' Tim had not called her name out before . . . But it was as if she fit him so well. "Samantha . . . Ohhhhhhhhh!"

"Ahhh...ooooohhhhh yes." Samantha wanted to ride him. She tried to stop him. "Tim...wait...oh...wait." He was really enjoying himself.

"What?" Tim stopped just for a moment even though I didn't want to.

"Lay down on your back." Samantha clutched onto him as he turned over. Then she lowered herself onto his shaft. She started her ride. "Oooohhhhh Tim...Tim." She ground her hips against him.

"Ohhhhhh . . . Ohhhhhh . . . Ohhhhhhhh . . . S-S-Samantha! . . . .Ohhhhhh . . . Ohhhhhh . . ." Tim cried out. 'I think I'm about to cum.' What they didn't know was they were being watched.

Continues With Part 16