p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHigh end people gathered at the entrance of the Gala, boasting to one another with their success and how much money they had spent within the last few months. Their wives by their side eyeing the women that caught their husband's attention - a few glancing at you. Majority of the people here were older people and none of them interested you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanSecurity at the door greeted you and you hand him the matte black envelope that Price had given to you right before you got out the limo. Security nods at you and motions for you to go inside. The place was decorated in style. Elegant, but with a hint of over dramatics. A few ice sculptures in the form of swans were placed throughout the place. Frank Sinatra played faintly, but the chatter among the rich drowned the tunes out. Your eyes scanned the room over each individual hoping to lay eyes on your target./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanChaperones swayed through the crowed holding small gold trays with flutes of champagne. One approached you and lowered his tray, inviting you to take a flute. Your hand wraps around the glass and you give a soft smile. Other chaperones lingered as well with silver trays topped with delicate finger foods – caviar covered crackers, olive and cheese toast and snails – which are a delicacy in Paris./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA Scottish voice came through your ear, "You doing okay lass?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Mhm." Not wanting to draw attention to yourself from talking to no one and seeming crazy./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanSeveral minutes go by and your eyes finally rest on him. Anger and adrenaline resonated deep inside of you. Not wanting to approach him directly, you slowly make your way towards him making seductive glances. Michael was not one to be approached and you take the lead, he liked to come to you and feel like he is the man in charge. He walked with arrogance and felt like he was God's gift to women./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis eyes finally meet yours and then back to the gentleman he was talking to. Hook, line and sinker. The flute of champagne in your hands finds your mouth, while he takes another glance at you. Your lids lowered to an even more seductive look until you break eye contact and look in the other direction. You wanted him to feel like he was being rejected and just as well as you knew him, it worked./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe shakes the gentleman's hand that he is talking to, adjusts his expensive jacket to his suit and makes his way towards you. When you see him heading your way, you slowly walk off, glancing back at him and make your way towards the stone terrace. The air was crisp and light. You set your flute down onto the stone railing and wait. It was only a matter of time./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe sound of soles hitting the stone terrace made your adrenaline rush even more./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Beautiful night, isn't it?" His voice was the same as you last heard it. Another pet peeve he did was attempt to make his voice deeper to impress whatever whore he was trying to sleep with that night./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Mhm." You're still waiting for him to get hooked in. 'Wait patiently' you keep telling yourself./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Are you here with anyone?" He clears his throat, and you catch a hint of desperation in his voice. You got his attention, and he wasn't leaving here without something from you. That's Michael./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"No." Firm but not too off putting./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"British?! My favorite." Bullshit. Any accent on a woman that he wants to fuck is his 'favorite'. You stopped yourself from rolling your eyes and turn to look at him. 'Play along'./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Is that so?" The playfulness in your voice made his eyes grow hungry./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You could have gone Scottish" Soap jokes into your earpiece. "She knows what the superior language is." Price chimes in and you're trying your hardest to keep from laughing. A smile crept on your face and was quickly wiped away when you heard emhim/em speak, "Good girl". You take another sip from your flute and hear someone clear their throat in your earpiece. It was obvious they felt awkward./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour mind gets pulled back to the mission at hand, "Absolutely doll. I've been there a few times" he pauses, "For business reasons."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanWithout hesitation you ask, "What do you do for work?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe leans in a little closer to you, "Lets just say, I uh, I help people." He pulls back and looks at you with a sinister grin./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"A knight in shining armor" you pause taking another sip, "Men like you are hard to come by these days." The amount of disgust falls over you as you know he is eating this all up./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA chaperone holding flutes of champagne makes his way outside and Michael motions for him to come over to us. He grabs two glasses and the chaperone leaves. Michael hands you one glass noticing that you were almost done with your first one. You grab it and make a mental note to watch your glass and to not leave it unattended. You've never known Michael to drug someone, but this mission was too important to not take any chances./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanAfter taking a few sips he looks back at you, "So what do you do beautiful?" Hunger and lust in his eyes./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I design women's lingerie." Those words came out more seductive than you wanted. His eyes gleam as he takes another sip but keeping his eyes on you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"But" you continue, "My other business is selling high end weapons."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis eyes narrow almost in disbelief, "Why both businesses?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanShit. You had to think of something fast, "Women's lingerie is a cover up to the weapons trade business. Its under the radar and you know people tend to put you on the radar whenever you're making money with nothing to prove."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe's not buying it, "But couldn't they see your profit and notice that sales with lingerie are not matching your productivity?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanWithout skipping a beat, you reply with a smirk, "Precisely, that's why the weapons trade is under the table." Your eyes remain on his as you take a sip./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis eyes go from disbelief back to hunger, "That's smart" he says pointing his finger at you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou tip the flute in your hand towards him telling him without words, 'I know'./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA soft silence grew between you and just as you were about to speak, he beat you to it, "I do apologize. We have been talking this whole time and I never told you my name." You look at him and wait, "Michael. Michael Gravely"./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou cock your head to the side, "Very American." A soft chuckle escapes his lips. You take another sip from your flute, "Vanessa. Vanessa Riley." He takes your free hand, cups it, and brings it to his lips and kisses the top of your hand lightly. He looks up at you, "Vanessa Riley. The lingerie and weapons dealer." You had to admit, he was smooth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"The one and only." You say. He tips his flute towards you, and you clink yours with his./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I am very interested in your line of work." His dark tone sent shivers down your spine./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanTo lighten the mood you humor back, "Lingerie? I took you as a boxer brief kind of guy." Michael throws his head back and laughs. "Negative dear."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou see him pull out his phone. Jackpot. "Can I get your number?" Your eyes glued to his, "This isn't just about the weapons ordeal, I would also like for you to join me at the next Gala." He pauses, "As my date."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou swallowed hard. "Absolutely" you muster out with a forced smile./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanMichael hands over his phone with the dial pad already up so you can put in your phone number./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"What's wrong?" His voice had a bit of frustration./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Sorry, I got a new number recently and I'm trying to remember it."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe earpiece in your ear came to life, "Two, Eight, Two, Three, Seven, Six, Five, Two, Seven, Seven." You punched the numbers and handed the phone back to him with a smile./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I look forward to talking with you." He takes a sip from his flute and walks off. A few minutes go by, and Price's voice fills your ear, "We got it Harley. You can head back to the limo."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"What's his room number?" Determination fell over you and you weren't quite done yet./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanSilence surrounded you from hesitation on the other end, "For what?" Ghost's voice was deep and threatening./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanAir leaves your nostrils as you chuckle, "Because I'm trying to fuck him." It was a joke, but due to not hearing anything back, nobody thought it was style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span"It was a joke guys, geez. Michael brings his laptop everywhere with him. I know he has some intel on there. If I could just find his room, I could access it and put a software on there without him knowing and we can see what he is up to."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Negative Reaper. That's too risky." Soap sounded worried./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"If none of you will help me, I'll just go ask him myself."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA loud sigh came through the earpiece so loud it felt like someone was breathing in your ear, "Fine. Give me a minute." Frustration in Gaz's voice. Almost a minute later, "Room 4063. Fourth floor, last door on your right."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Thanks Gaz!" He mumbled something you couldn't explain, and you walked back into the Gala and towards the elevators. A petite woman wearing an elegant satin dress looked around and seemed out of place caught your eye. You needed a distraction, so you approached her, "Excuse me" she looks at you. "You seem a like you're not from here."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanShe takes a huge gulp from her glass. You took note of the brown liquid coating the clear ice in her glass. Bourbon. "I-I'm not. I came here with my date, but he seemed to have found eyes for someone else." She raises her glass and points it in the direction of a man with his hand on the lower back of another woman./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou lean in close, "I may not be the best advice giver for love, but I do know that the gentleman over there by bar hasn't been able to keep his eyes off you." Your eyes lead her to Michael. "Go over there and talk with him. Don't let that piece of shit ruin your night." She throws her head back and the last bit of bourbon disappeared from the glass. She nodded at you and walked towards him./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou took this opportunity to head towards the elevators, looking over peoples shoulders to see him distracted by the random woman. Fucker. He never knew how to pass up pussy. The elevator doors open, you step inside, press the number four and the doors close./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You have anything on you?" Price asks./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour fingers reached down to your left thigh that was covered by your dress, "Yes. I have a couple knives on me."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanPrice laughs, "Sounds like you wore the perfect color dress for the occasion."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"That was the point." The elevator doors open, and you head right just like Gaz said to Michaels room. You get to the door and curse, "Fuck! It's a mechanical lock." A loud whisper leaves your mouth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Give me a second." Gaz types loudly on the keyboard. The door clicked and you entered in the room. "Thanks Gaz." Your voice still in a whisper./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe room was clean, but that was the type of person Michael was. The king bed was against the wall to the right of the room. The bathroom door faced the bed. Two French doors in front of you that lead to a balcony and across from the bed, a desk with a laptop./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Its here" you whisper out./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanOpening the laptop, a password was required for you to put in. If Michael was still the same person, he never changed his passwords. Your fingers typed 'Deserteagle' across the keys. You clicked enter and a picture of him popped up as his wallpaper. You roll your eyes at his arrogance and go to the internet./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Gaz, give me the I.P. address to that laptop." Your voice still in a low whisper./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanKeys click in your ear, "."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou type those numbers in, wait as the computer screen blacks out and comes back on./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Oh my God Harley. You did it!" Excitement through Gaz's voice. You heard the rest of the guys congratulate you, except for Ghost./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou delete your history, sign out and close the laptop – not wanting him to be suspicious. Anxiety filled your chest when you see someone out the corner of your eye./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Mrs. Riley huh?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA smile formed on your face as you turned around, "It was the only thing that came to mind." You cock your head to the side in a flirtatious way. "Where did you come from?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanGhost looks back behind him to the balcony. Each step he takes towards you, the heat between your legs becomes more intense, preying on you. You slowly back up until your ass hits the desk. His amber eyes piercing through your green ones. He stops dangerously in front of you. Your eyes drop when he presses into you, but then they slowly find their way back to his./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour breathing deepened as this was the only thing controlling you from not devouring this man and letting him do whatever he wants to do to you. Hearing him breathe heavier made you throb. You slowly reach up with your right hand to his mask. He quickly grabs your wrist and holds it firmly in place. His eyes darkening from lust. You needed him and you knew with every ounce of you, he needed you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou furrowed your brows that made your face say the one thing he was needing 'please'. He snatches your wrist to the left, making your back press into his front and grabs the back of your neck, slamming you down on the desk. A moan escaped your lips as he held you in place firmly by your neck. He held you there bent over as he pressed himself against your ass./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Give me your hands." The darkening lusted tone in his voice made your knees weak. You quickly place your hands behind your back and he crosses your wrists, holding your hands there with his huge hand. He teases you by pressing himself against you again, making a breathy moan come out of your mouth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Don't move." And you wouldn't dare. The firm grip on your neck left and a whimper came out of your throat. The sound of his zipper felt like the wetness between your legs was going to run down. Desperation built in you when you heard him spit in his hand. A shiver ran down your spine when you felt your dress being pulled up over your ass. He lifted your hands that he held behind your back and tucked the fabric under to hold your dress in place./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA breathy moan left you when you felt him against your wet entrance. A familiar hand replaces itself on your neck and holds firmly./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Is this what you have been wanting?" Your eyes roll not only from those words, but from hearing the need in his voice./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou breathe out, "Yes."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis grip around your neck tightens even more, "Yes what?" He growls through gritted teeth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou take in a breath, "Yes sir." Euphoria filled your mind when you felt him press into you. As you moaned out, you heard him growl and his grip tightened around your wrists. He stays there for a few seconds before pulling almost all the way out and slamming into you. The desk bites at your hips and a cry comes from your mouth. You needed more./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanWith each forceful thrust, a deep grunt came from him, and your moans were like music to his ears. He removes his hand from the back of your neck, reaches around and grips your throat. In one motion, he picks you up and presses you against him./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe continues to slide his thick cock in and out of your soaking pussy. "Do you like the way I make you feel?" His deep voice in your ear. You press the back of your head into his chest, and he holds you there./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Yes sir." Your breathy moans were escaping your lips with every thrust he made into you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"That's emmy/em girl" he continues to taunt in your ear. Between hearing his deep growls in your ear and him calling you his, a tingling feeling made itself known deep in your pussy./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanJust as the feeling intensified, he removes himself and turns you around to face him. He lifts his mask just enough like he did last night when he smoked his cigarette. You throw your arms around his neck and collide your lips to his. His arms find your hips. He picks you up and sets you down on the desk as you moan into his mouth. His tongue finds yours as he deepens the kiss. Heavy breathing between the two of you only excited you both more. He pulls you towards him to where you were on the edge of this desk./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe takes his hand, wraps it around your throat forcing your back against the desk, breaking the kiss. Blood filled your head as your head hung off the side and the grip of his hand tightening on your throat./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour head tries to shoots up when you feel his cock renter you, spreading your wet walls, but he held you down. Your pussy coated his thick cock in your sweet glistening wetness. Your breathy moans now became louder with each thrust inside of you. He wasn't gentle, but this is how you wanted it. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as the tingling feeling made itself known again./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Look at me" he demands./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou look up. Your green eyes met his amber. Your brows furrow from his cock fucking your tight pussy, but also because he was no longer wearing his mask. You were starstruck at him./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I want you to see who's fucking you" he grunts as he continues to fill you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour eyes roll into the back of your head, and you drop your head back down over the desk. It was too much. Too much ecstasy./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe thrusts harder making you moan louder, "I want you to see who you belong to."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour pussy pulsated around his cock as you were on the verge of bliss./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Who does this pussy belong to?" His voice becoming darker and his cock fucking you harder./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You" you moan out. Your vision was becoming blurry./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis thrust became harder and faster, "Who do you belong to?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Say my name baby" You could tell he was close. His voice becoming hoarse./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"G-ghost." He removes his hand from your throat, slaps you hard across the face and grabs your throat again./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span" .Name" he grunts as he is fucks you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"S-Simon!" you scream out. Your pussy clenched around his cock and that was enough to throw him over. Your moans were loud as he came inside you and continued to thrust out his orgasm. Pushing his come deep inside you. You laid there on the desk, breathing hard as his breathing matched yours. His cock still inside you. He removes his hand from your throat and grabs the back of your neck to pull you up./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour face in front of his and you collide your lips to him. Just as before, he deepens the kiss. A few moments later, he pulls away and pulls out of you. He tucks himself back in and you snort./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"What?" he asked confused. You point to his groin and see he has your residue on his black pants. You look up and smile. You pick up his mask and hand it to him. He puts the mask back on and you get off the desk./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanGhost grabs your hand and walks you to the balcony. "Want a ride?" The humor in his voice made you giddy. You nod your head, and he picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. He sits on the ledge of the balcony, grabs the black rope, and slides down. Butterflies flew in your stomach that reminded you of when you rode rollercoasters. He sets you down once you reach the ground, he jerks the rope, causing it to fall. He wraps it up and you both head to the limo./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"The name suits you" Ghost says out of the blue. You look at him confused, "Mrs. Riley." You stop walking and your eyes grow wide. The thought of marriage made you sick to your stomach, but the quick thought of you married to him made your heart soar./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe limo was out of sight and luckily no one noticed you two walking out of a wooded area. He opens the limo door, and you slide in, he follows and sits beside you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe grin on your face was instantly wiped away when you look up and seen Price, Soap and Gaz looking at you both wide eyed./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour eyes scanned over their faces and then color drained from your face./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour earpiece. They heard…everything./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanSecurity at the door greeted you and you hand him the matte black envelope that Price had given to you right before you got out the limo. Security nods at you and motions for you to go inside. The place was decorated in style. Elegant, but with a hint of over dramatics. A few ice sculptures in the form of swans were placed throughout the place. Frank Sinatra played faintly, but the chatter among the rich drowned the tunes out. Your eyes scanned the room over each individual hoping to lay eyes on your target./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanChaperones swayed through the crowed holding small gold trays with flutes of champagne. One approached you and lowered his tray, inviting you to take a flute. Your hand wraps around the glass and you give a soft smile. Other chaperones lingered as well with silver trays topped with delicate finger foods – caviar covered crackers, olive and cheese toast and snails – which are a delicacy in Paris./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA Scottish voice came through your ear, "You doing okay lass?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Mhm." Not wanting to draw attention to yourself from talking to no one and seeming crazy./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanSeveral minutes go by and your eyes finally rest on him. Anger and adrenaline resonated deep inside of you. Not wanting to approach him directly, you slowly make your way towards him making seductive glances. Michael was not one to be approached and you take the lead, he liked to come to you and feel like he is the man in charge. He walked with arrogance and felt like he was God's gift to women./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis eyes finally meet yours and then back to the gentleman he was talking to. Hook, line and sinker. The flute of champagne in your hands finds your mouth, while he takes another glance at you. Your lids lowered to an even more seductive look until you break eye contact and look in the other direction. You wanted him to feel like he was being rejected and just as well as you knew him, it worked./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe shakes the gentleman's hand that he is talking to, adjusts his expensive jacket to his suit and makes his way towards you. When you see him heading your way, you slowly walk off, glancing back at him and make your way towards the stone terrace. The air was crisp and light. You set your flute down onto the stone railing and wait. It was only a matter of time./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe sound of soles hitting the stone terrace made your adrenaline rush even more./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Beautiful night, isn't it?" His voice was the same as you last heard it. Another pet peeve he did was attempt to make his voice deeper to impress whatever whore he was trying to sleep with that night./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Mhm." You're still waiting for him to get hooked in. 'Wait patiently' you keep telling yourself./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Are you here with anyone?" He clears his throat, and you catch a hint of desperation in his voice. You got his attention, and he wasn't leaving here without something from you. That's Michael./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"No." Firm but not too off putting./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"British?! My favorite." Bullshit. Any accent on a woman that he wants to fuck is his 'favorite'. You stopped yourself from rolling your eyes and turn to look at him. 'Play along'./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Is that so?" The playfulness in your voice made his eyes grow hungry./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You could have gone Scottish" Soap jokes into your earpiece. "She knows what the superior language is." Price chimes in and you're trying your hardest to keep from laughing. A smile crept on your face and was quickly wiped away when you heard emhim/em speak, "Good girl". You take another sip from your flute and hear someone clear their throat in your earpiece. It was obvious they felt awkward./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour mind gets pulled back to the mission at hand, "Absolutely doll. I've been there a few times" he pauses, "For business reasons."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanWithout hesitation you ask, "What do you do for work?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe leans in a little closer to you, "Lets just say, I uh, I help people." He pulls back and looks at you with a sinister grin./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"A knight in shining armor" you pause taking another sip, "Men like you are hard to come by these days." The amount of disgust falls over you as you know he is eating this all up./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA chaperone holding flutes of champagne makes his way outside and Michael motions for him to come over to us. He grabs two glasses and the chaperone leaves. Michael hands you one glass noticing that you were almost done with your first one. You grab it and make a mental note to watch your glass and to not leave it unattended. You've never known Michael to drug someone, but this mission was too important to not take any chances./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanAfter taking a few sips he looks back at you, "So what do you do beautiful?" Hunger and lust in his eyes./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I design women's lingerie." Those words came out more seductive than you wanted. His eyes gleam as he takes another sip but keeping his eyes on you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"But" you continue, "My other business is selling high end weapons."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis eyes narrow almost in disbelief, "Why both businesses?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanShit. You had to think of something fast, "Women's lingerie is a cover up to the weapons trade business. Its under the radar and you know people tend to put you on the radar whenever you're making money with nothing to prove."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe's not buying it, "But couldn't they see your profit and notice that sales with lingerie are not matching your productivity?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanWithout skipping a beat, you reply with a smirk, "Precisely, that's why the weapons trade is under the table." Your eyes remain on his as you take a sip./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis eyes go from disbelief back to hunger, "That's smart" he says pointing his finger at you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou tip the flute in your hand towards him telling him without words, 'I know'./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA soft silence grew between you and just as you were about to speak, he beat you to it, "I do apologize. We have been talking this whole time and I never told you my name." You look at him and wait, "Michael. Michael Gravely"./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou cock your head to the side, "Very American." A soft chuckle escapes his lips. You take another sip from your flute, "Vanessa. Vanessa Riley." He takes your free hand, cups it, and brings it to his lips and kisses the top of your hand lightly. He looks up at you, "Vanessa Riley. The lingerie and weapons dealer." You had to admit, he was smooth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"The one and only." You say. He tips his flute towards you, and you clink yours with his./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I am very interested in your line of work." His dark tone sent shivers down your spine./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanTo lighten the mood you humor back, "Lingerie? I took you as a boxer brief kind of guy." Michael throws his head back and laughs. "Negative dear."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou see him pull out his phone. Jackpot. "Can I get your number?" Your eyes glued to his, "This isn't just about the weapons ordeal, I would also like for you to join me at the next Gala." He pauses, "As my date."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou swallowed hard. "Absolutely" you muster out with a forced smile./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanMichael hands over his phone with the dial pad already up so you can put in your phone number./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"What's wrong?" His voice had a bit of frustration./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Sorry, I got a new number recently and I'm trying to remember it."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe earpiece in your ear came to life, "Two, Eight, Two, Three, Seven, Six, Five, Two, Seven, Seven." You punched the numbers and handed the phone back to him with a smile./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I look forward to talking with you." He takes a sip from his flute and walks off. A few minutes go by, and Price's voice fills your ear, "We got it Harley. You can head back to the limo."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"What's his room number?" Determination fell over you and you weren't quite done yet./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanSilence surrounded you from hesitation on the other end, "For what?" Ghost's voice was deep and threatening./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanAir leaves your nostrils as you chuckle, "Because I'm trying to fuck him." It was a joke, but due to not hearing anything back, nobody thought it was style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span"It was a joke guys, geez. Michael brings his laptop everywhere with him. I know he has some intel on there. If I could just find his room, I could access it and put a software on there without him knowing and we can see what he is up to."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Negative Reaper. That's too risky." Soap sounded worried./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"If none of you will help me, I'll just go ask him myself."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA loud sigh came through the earpiece so loud it felt like someone was breathing in your ear, "Fine. Give me a minute." Frustration in Gaz's voice. Almost a minute later, "Room 4063. Fourth floor, last door on your right."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Thanks Gaz!" He mumbled something you couldn't explain, and you walked back into the Gala and towards the elevators. A petite woman wearing an elegant satin dress looked around and seemed out of place caught your eye. You needed a distraction, so you approached her, "Excuse me" she looks at you. "You seem a like you're not from here."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanShe takes a huge gulp from her glass. You took note of the brown liquid coating the clear ice in her glass. Bourbon. "I-I'm not. I came here with my date, but he seemed to have found eyes for someone else." She raises her glass and points it in the direction of a man with his hand on the lower back of another woman./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou lean in close, "I may not be the best advice giver for love, but I do know that the gentleman over there by bar hasn't been able to keep his eyes off you." Your eyes lead her to Michael. "Go over there and talk with him. Don't let that piece of shit ruin your night." She throws her head back and the last bit of bourbon disappeared from the glass. She nodded at you and walked towards him./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou took this opportunity to head towards the elevators, looking over peoples shoulders to see him distracted by the random woman. Fucker. He never knew how to pass up pussy. The elevator doors open, you step inside, press the number four and the doors close./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You have anything on you?" Price asks./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour fingers reached down to your left thigh that was covered by your dress, "Yes. I have a couple knives on me."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanPrice laughs, "Sounds like you wore the perfect color dress for the occasion."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"That was the point." The elevator doors open, and you head right just like Gaz said to Michaels room. You get to the door and curse, "Fuck! It's a mechanical lock." A loud whisper leaves your mouth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Give me a second." Gaz types loudly on the keyboard. The door clicked and you entered in the room. "Thanks Gaz." Your voice still in a whisper./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe room was clean, but that was the type of person Michael was. The king bed was against the wall to the right of the room. The bathroom door faced the bed. Two French doors in front of you that lead to a balcony and across from the bed, a desk with a laptop./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Its here" you whisper out./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanOpening the laptop, a password was required for you to put in. If Michael was still the same person, he never changed his passwords. Your fingers typed 'Deserteagle' across the keys. You clicked enter and a picture of him popped up as his wallpaper. You roll your eyes at his arrogance and go to the internet./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Gaz, give me the I.P. address to that laptop." Your voice still in a low whisper./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanKeys click in your ear, "."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou type those numbers in, wait as the computer screen blacks out and comes back on./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Oh my God Harley. You did it!" Excitement through Gaz's voice. You heard the rest of the guys congratulate you, except for Ghost./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou delete your history, sign out and close the laptop – not wanting him to be suspicious. Anxiety filled your chest when you see someone out the corner of your eye./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Mrs. Riley huh?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA smile formed on your face as you turned around, "It was the only thing that came to mind." You cock your head to the side in a flirtatious way. "Where did you come from?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanGhost looks back behind him to the balcony. Each step he takes towards you, the heat between your legs becomes more intense, preying on you. You slowly back up until your ass hits the desk. His amber eyes piercing through your green ones. He stops dangerously in front of you. Your eyes drop when he presses into you, but then they slowly find their way back to his./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour breathing deepened as this was the only thing controlling you from not devouring this man and letting him do whatever he wants to do to you. Hearing him breathe heavier made you throb. You slowly reach up with your right hand to his mask. He quickly grabs your wrist and holds it firmly in place. His eyes darkening from lust. You needed him and you knew with every ounce of you, he needed you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou furrowed your brows that made your face say the one thing he was needing 'please'. He snatches your wrist to the left, making your back press into his front and grabs the back of your neck, slamming you down on the desk. A moan escaped your lips as he held you in place firmly by your neck. He held you there bent over as he pressed himself against your ass./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Give me your hands." The darkening lusted tone in his voice made your knees weak. You quickly place your hands behind your back and he crosses your wrists, holding your hands there with his huge hand. He teases you by pressing himself against you again, making a breathy moan come out of your mouth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Don't move." And you wouldn't dare. The firm grip on your neck left and a whimper came out of your throat. The sound of his zipper felt like the wetness between your legs was going to run down. Desperation built in you when you heard him spit in his hand. A shiver ran down your spine when you felt your dress being pulled up over your ass. He lifted your hands that he held behind your back and tucked the fabric under to hold your dress in place./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanA breathy moan left you when you felt him against your wet entrance. A familiar hand replaces itself on your neck and holds firmly./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Is this what you have been wanting?" Your eyes roll not only from those words, but from hearing the need in his voice./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou breathe out, "Yes."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis grip around your neck tightens even more, "Yes what?" He growls through gritted teeth./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou take in a breath, "Yes sir." Euphoria filled your mind when you felt him press into you. As you moaned out, you heard him growl and his grip tightened around your wrists. He stays there for a few seconds before pulling almost all the way out and slamming into you. The desk bites at your hips and a cry comes from your mouth. You needed more./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanWith each forceful thrust, a deep grunt came from him, and your moans were like music to his ears. He removes his hand from the back of your neck, reaches around and grips your throat. In one motion, he picks you up and presses you against him./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe continues to slide his thick cock in and out of your soaking pussy. "Do you like the way I make you feel?" His deep voice in your ear. You press the back of your head into his chest, and he holds you there./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Yes sir." Your breathy moans were escaping your lips with every thrust he made into you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"That's emmy/em girl" he continues to taunt in your ear. Between hearing his deep growls in your ear and him calling you his, a tingling feeling made itself known deep in your pussy./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanJust as the feeling intensified, he removes himself and turns you around to face him. He lifts his mask just enough like he did last night when he smoked his cigarette. You throw your arms around his neck and collide your lips to his. His arms find your hips. He picks you up and sets you down on the desk as you moan into his mouth. His tongue finds yours as he deepens the kiss. Heavy breathing between the two of you only excited you both more. He pulls you towards him to where you were on the edge of this desk./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe takes his hand, wraps it around your throat forcing your back against the desk, breaking the kiss. Blood filled your head as your head hung off the side and the grip of his hand tightening on your throat./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour head tries to shoots up when you feel his cock renter you, spreading your wet walls, but he held you down. Your pussy coated his thick cock in your sweet glistening wetness. Your breathy moans now became louder with each thrust inside of you. He wasn't gentle, but this is how you wanted it. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as the tingling feeling made itself known again./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Look at me" he demands./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYou look up. Your green eyes met his amber. Your brows furrow from his cock fucking your tight pussy, but also because he was no longer wearing his mask. You were starstruck at him./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"I want you to see who's fucking you" he grunts as he continues to fill you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour eyes roll into the back of your head, and you drop your head back down over the desk. It was too much. Too much ecstasy./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHe thrusts harder making you moan louder, "I want you to see who you belong to."/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour pussy pulsated around his cock as you were on the verge of bliss./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Who does this pussy belong to?" His voice becoming darker and his cock fucking you harder./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You" you moan out. Your vision was becoming blurry./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanHis thrust became harder and faster, "Who do you belong to?"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"You"/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"Say my name baby" You could tell he was close. His voice becoming hoarse./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"G-ghost." He removes his hand from your throat, slaps you hard across the face and grabs your throat again./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span" .Name" he grunts as he is fucks you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"S-Simon!" you scream out. Your pussy clenched around his cock and that was enough to throw him over. Your moans were loud as he came inside you and continued to thrust out his orgasm. Pushing his come deep inside you. You laid there on the desk, breathing hard as his breathing matched yours. His cock still inside you. He removes his hand from your throat and grabs the back of your neck to pull you up./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour face in front of his and you collide your lips to him. Just as before, he deepens the kiss. A few moments later, he pulls away and pulls out of you. He tucks himself back in and you snort./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"What?" he asked confused. You point to his groin and see he has your residue on his black pants. You look up and smile. You pick up his mask and hand it to him. He puts the mask back on and you get off the desk./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanGhost grabs your hand and walks you to the balcony. "Want a ride?" The humor in his voice made you giddy. You nod your head, and he picks you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. He sits on the ledge of the balcony, grabs the black rope, and slides down. Butterflies flew in your stomach that reminded you of when you rode rollercoasters. He sets you down once you reach the ground, he jerks the rope, causing it to fall. He wraps it up and you both head to the limo./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /span"The name suits you" Ghost says out of the blue. You look at him confused, "Mrs. Riley." You stop walking and your eyes grow wide. The thought of marriage made you sick to your stomach, but the quick thought of you married to him made your heart soar./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe limo was out of sight and luckily no one noticed you two walking out of a wooded area. He opens the limo door, and you slide in, he follows and sits beside you./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanThe grin on your face was instantly wiped away when you look up and seen Price, Soap and Gaz looking at you both wide eyed./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour eyes scanned over their faces and then color drained from your face./p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="mso-tab-count: 1;" /spanYour earpiece. They heard…everything./p