by Kaylee Kane
According to Cecily, who followed Xavior on social media, he would be away for a week for holiday to celebrate his success for destroying the Pandemonia while hiding under the radar.
So it would be okay to go through the front door, I thought. Using my hacker device, I hacked the password-protected door and the lock clicked open.
A victorious smile curved my lips as the door swung open and I strutted into the massive lounge room. Everything my eyes met screamed rich and famous.
The ceiling stretched high up to the second floor, making the lounge room looked like a ballroom. The diamond chandelier sparkled in the middle of the lounge room.
The smooth, glossy tiles on the floor looked immaculately spotless. Rose floor wash scented the air, putting a shame to my apartment.
“Hello there, Mysterious Kitty,” a disembodied voice echoed in the lounge room, making me stagger back.
My stomach lurched as I fell in half crouch, ready for action. The door swung to close behind me, locking me in the house.
From the staircase curving down into the lounge room, a besuited man descended from the second floor. He wore a long black suit that contrasted with the beige color of the furniture and setting of the house. He raised his gloved hand to remove his visor.
His black hair had highlights of blue streaks and was combed neatly. He looked in his late twenties, slightly older than Trixter but with way suaver.
The slight wrinkles near his sky blue eyes made him look manlier and mature. His sharp aquiline nose and paper-thin lips reminded me of Trixter’s.
I stared at him, stunned by his sudden, fine appearance. Xavior would look like Trixter’s twin brother if he had one. Coming to think of it, maybe they were brothers after all.
My mouth and throat suddenly turned parched like a desert. I couldn’t stop myself from licking my lips.
“Like what you looking at, Mysterious Kitty?”
“You’re Xavior?” I asked, half gasping, half stammering. Oh gosh, this was so embarrassing. How could this young man make me feel so weak at my knees? I was supposed to be the Mysterious Kitty, to come and put him behind bars.
“Yes, I am the legendary Xavior, the nation’s most sought-after bachelor,” said Xavior, fixing the collar of his coat as he stood at the base of the staircase. A smirk quirked the corner of his mouth. “You know you have to agree.”
I pursed my lips. “I can only agree on the nation’s most sought-after part. Because of the innocent lives you took.”
“No doubt some were killed by my irresistible charms,” said Xavior before he went to the kitchen counter and poured a glass of whiskey. How narcissistic could this man get?
“While I am disappointed that my best and most trusted assistant has failed me, I am most impressed by your performance and your capability to find my hair. Want a drink?”
“There is no use stalling time, Xavior. I am here to bring you to justice.”
Xavior burst out laughing. “Do you really think justice exist anyway?”
He finished up his drink and put the glass in the sink. My eyes followed him until he sat down on the lounge in front of me. “Do you know why the media never publish my face?”
I rolled my eyes. “If you think I am going to praise you for your duplicity, save it.”
Xavior shook his head. “That is renowned, no need for your reassurance. The answer, Kitty, is that I pay the government so much that they literally work for me.”
My eyes widened, unable to conceal my surprise. “Lying! You are on the wanted list, Xavior. You think I am going to believe that? The government is giving out monetary rewards for your capture.”
“Why would I bluff you, Miss Kitty? Well, you can take me to the police, claim your rewards, and feel better about yourself. The truth is, they are going to let me out again. Xavior will never be captured, Kitty.”
I clenched my fists. “Alright, since you asked.”
“Before that, I have few questions for you. I am really curious about yourself. What made you choose this career? You’re in this for the money, aren’t you?”
My eyes followed Xavior as he reached for his wallet and threw his credit card on the lounge. “Here, take this. It’s my platinum with no limits. I really admire your capabilities and attitude. Kitty, I am here to make an offer to you.”
My mind was everywhere. I fought so hard for my eyes to still on his face, not wandering all over his body. Oh, that protective strong shoulders of him. I wondered how comfy would it be to lay my head on it.
My eyes wandered down south, at his package. Damn. It was humongous. If I thought Trixter was monster size, this was super beast. His dick print pressed hard against the crotch of his pants. You could guess the size by how tightly his pants wrap around him. It barely contained it in.
“I have been quite lonely lately. I am wondering if you are willing to submit to me.”
Cecily’s words flooded into my head. I shook so quickly, my whole body jerked back. What the fuck he just said?
Was he fucking kidding? Who did he think I was? I was the Mysterious Kitty. Submitting myself to the supervillain Xavior? No fucking way.
“If you become mine, I will give you anything your little heart desires. You will work alongside me. You will have your hands on the best, latest gadgets any superhero would die for. What do you think?”
“I am not you, Xavior. I am not evil.”
“You are not going to be evil, Kitty. You are going to be a true heroine. You will punish the real crooks, not petty criminals.”
“You have no idea what you are talking about, Xavior.”
A sigh escaped from Xavior’s throat. He pushed a button on his smartwatch and flicked his arm to conjure a hologram. It was the Pandemonia.
“The people who died in the Pandemonia Pandemonium were mostly money-sucking businessmen who gained their wealth from dirty tricks. Half of them were rapists who got around with the laws with their filthy money.”
Few faces appeared and I recognized them. Some I had crossed swords with and put them behind bars. I had no freaking idea they were free again.
“Tell me, Kitty. Now, don’t you think that justice is served?”
I turned to look into Xavior’s blue eyes as they pierced deep right into my soul. What about justice? Was there even justice to begin with?
“If you put me behind bars, these real crooks will thrive.”
My resolve was turning into jelly. Dating Xavior wasn’t really a bad idea. At least I could pay off my student loan now.
I had to admit the charms and suave he exuded could not be found in any man I dated, even older and supposedly more mature. If Trixter was a bombshell, Xavior was a nuclear bomb.
Xavior’s intrusive eyes surveyed my body as I strutted towards the lounge in the most seductive way, swinging my best assets as dramatically as I could, showing him what I gotta offer.
Cecily was right about my attraction. My best assets still hadn’t disappointed me, swooning man after man for decades. I bent over, pushing my ass as high as I could for Xavior’s view as I sat down next to him.
“So tell me, why did you end up being a supervillain?” I asked him.
Xavior put one leg over the other and held onto his shin to adjust himself to face me. “You are the first woman to ask this interesting question. You never cease to amaze me, Kitty. I am getting attracted to you.”
“Are you going to tell me or not?”
“I am always interested in nuclear since a child. My ambition was to own the world’s largest and most influential nuclear arms cartel, which is basically what I am doing right now.”
I nodded. “That is truly very ambitious.”
“When I was in high school, I joined a science startup competition and lost.” Xavior’s face turned black, his eyes spelled murder. “You know why?”
I shrugged. “You weren’t good enough?”
“Wrong. I was great, I knew it. The investors adored
my idea even before the competition. It was all because of one rich bastard who bribed the judge. His idea wasn’t even fancy or functional.”
“What was it?”
Xavior’s red eyes almost burst out of his skull when he said, “Solar powered vibrator. For fuck sake.”
“Sex sells,” I said, shrugging.
Xavior clenched his fists and looked skywards. His Adam’s apple bulged in his throat. My eyes glued to his sharp jawline, my mouth watered. “That was the day I swore to become the most influential nuclear arms entrepreneur. So far, I have been quite successful.”
That I had to agree.
“So Mysterious Kitty, do you accept the offer?” His gaze was on mine again.
I bit my lip, lost for words. My gaze lingered on his handsome face and down his protective broad shoulders. I wondered what else he could offer under those tight clothes.
Did I really want to give up my vigilante career for temporary comfort and luxury? What about the student loan? Was it worth it?
“I cannot give you the answer now,” I mouthed. What the fuck did I say? What did I mean I couldn’t give him the answer? What happened to my morality? I was supposed to say no and smash the hell outta him.
“I take that as a strong yes, Miss Kitty.”
Xavior clapped his hands and immediately warm air blustered out of the overhead vents, heating up the lounge room. Even if he didn’t do that, sweat already pooled in my chest, making me want to rip my catsuit off.
“Maybe it’s just me or the room is getting a bit too warm here. Let’s loosen up, shall we?”
I scowled at Xavior, hating him for his smoothness. Hating myself more for surrendering to his charms. How could I bring myself to hate him when my pussy was already hot and wet, yearning to be taken?
5
“If you are shy, I will take the first move.” Xavior leaned forward and removed his gloves and trench coat to reveal the crisp black shirt inside. The skin on his neck already glistened with a thin film of sweat.
I gulped, feeling my own sweat puddle on my neck. My leather catsuit turned into an oven, boiling me inside out.
My body squirmed with excitement and I hadn’t even seen a bit of skin yet. “I am not sure why I trust you. You just killed six hundred people in one day.”
“Do you have a choice?”
Xavior was right. I couldn’t resist the heat coming from the vents and deep inside my core. I was falling deep right into his trap and his charms. And I was willing to be pulled into his arms.
I could run and pretend nothing happened. Heck, I could even bring him to the cops. But what good would it do for me?
I had no idea when my hand already reached for my zipper. I lowered my hand until my breasts sprang out. Sweat dotted my lady lumps and the insides of my leather suit.
“Those are beautiful pairs, Miss Kitty.” I didn’t have the motivation to stop him when the young alpha male reached forward and grasped my lady lumps in his big hands.
I moaned as he bent over and put them in his mouth in turn and sucked off all the sweat off them and slick them with his own saliva.
I groaned and threw my head back. Pleasure sizzled down my spine.
Xavior’s dreamy eyes were glazed when he sucked off my left nipple with a wet plop and looked into my eyes. “Come on, Miss Kitty. Show daddy your goodies.”
It felt strangely flattering the way he addressed himself as daddy when he was obviously way younger than me. But his attitude and smoothness were way beyond his time.
He reached to undo the buttons of his shirts and revealed his hard, chiseled abs glistening with a thin film of sweat. Stripping himself off, he wiped his brows with his shirt and chucked it on the floor.
Excitement burned in my core. I had no idea when I had been holding my breath. That body, OMG, was heavenly. My hands quivered when I reached out and smothered him with my touch. That was the undoing of the Mysterious Kitty. I was already here, too deeply in love with his charms and in lust with his hot bod. Too late to pull back and become a benevolent vigilante again.
I was sucked into the spiral of the dark side, unable to get back up.
My fingers traced along the contours of his muscles, feeling the tension of his abs at the tips of my dainty fingers. My gaze went down south at the large bulge poking through his pants, wondering what he had to offer down there.
My hand moved downwards, thrill filling my body. I groped between the insides of his thighs and went up to his crotch and grabbed the hard package in between them.
Xavior didn’t look the slightest affected. He smirked at me. “Getting a little impatient, Miss Kitty?”
Catching my hands, Xavior pounced onto me, pinning me on my back on the lounge. He kissed me on my lips, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, claiming what was his.
Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to be used. He wiped his tongue down my neck, sucking on my skin as he traveled down south and gobbled my breasts again.
I groaned as my nipples stood erect. My body squirmed and screamed at his skillful touch, igniting all the senses I never thought alive in me.
The growing excitement was brewing hot within me, pushing me to the edge. The heat in my catsuit was getting unbearable, my lower half body screaming to be unleashed.
It wasn’t the only thing dying to be unleashed.
Xavior’s fingers reached for my zipper and pulled it all the way down, revealing my belly button. He bent down and dipped his tongue into it, swirling around.
Insane pleasure surged in my stomach, making this head go amok. I yearned for his touch, wanting him to go down on me.
Xavior caught the look in my eyes. “You want me inside you?” he asked.
I moaned as I nodded like a needy slut.
My pussy was throbbing wet, unable to wait any longer.
He didn’t keep me waiting for long. He clutched me on the crotch, his fingers circled around the rubbery surface of my catsuit at my crotch as though he was looking for a way in.
He caught my crotch zipper and unzipped into my womanly paradise.
I let out a relieved sigh as the hot pocket of air in my crotch was finally released.
I moaned and spread my legs open to show him my glistening pussy when his gaze fell on my crotch. My pussy was so wet and throbbing, yearning to be fucked.
A smile quirked his mouth. “Look how wet you are, pussycat. So ready for my dick.”
My breathing was getting heavier. My heart pounded furiously in my chest that it was the only thing that I could hear. “Take me already!”
Xavior clicked his tongue and shook his head in a patronizing way. How could he act like he was in charge here? I was way older than him? How could I be controlled by some mere youngster? A handsome young man. And fuck it felt great. It felt great to be humiliated like that. Especially when I groaned with need and he hushed me.
His hand continued to grasp my pussy, massaging it. “Getting greedy, aren’t you? You will have to learn to be patient and respectful.”
I wanted to protest, but my knees were getting weaker. His fingers stroked up and down my crotch gently, rubbing my clit in burning slow strokes, making my body scream for more.
I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists. Xavior was getting me all excited and wet but not giving what the fuck I wanted. It was killing me.
His fingers continued to go up and down, teasing the opening of my pussy. He let his fingers slide in deeper, stretching the lips of my pussy a little bit, fucking me shallowly and pushing me to the edge. It was all too much.
“Oh gosh, put it in, please!” I had no idea how did it just blurt out like that. I was totally in control of Trixter. But this young man was getting the better of me.
“I want to but I am not going to until you learn to respect and ask me politely.”
Oh gosh, this was torment. I stared at him pleadingly and gulps.
With my tits hanging out like that and my pussy all drenched in
his hands, what else pride did I have left to not beg him to take me? I licked my dry mouth and swallowed my pride, “Please fuck me?”
Xavior smirked and slapped me on my butt. “Call me daddy and I will give you what you want.”
I pursed my lips as my thought went to Cecily immediately. Not a bad idea to have a sugar daddy who could splurge on me, right? I would be as happy and carefree like her. Maybe next time we could go shopping together too.
But daddy? The handsome young kid was definitely younger than me. How could I call him daddy? Even if my life depended on it? He tightened his clasp on my pussy and my whole body squirmed with thrill. “Daddy, daddy! Please fuck me, daddy!”