Mister Romantic

by Alice Cooper

  “You’re like my own personal drug, Brent. You make me feel things that scare me and excite me at the same time.” She felt her legs being spread and then the hot breath of his mouth touching her mound and making her want for something more. She always thought that she was destined to die during some job, but for some reason she was now wondering if maybe that future could include him in some way. “I’m not the kind of girl that gets caught up in one night stands. I’m like you and I’m the love him and leave him kind of girl. It’s funny, but those love songs that I’ve heard on the radio now seem to make sense to me.” Shelly arched her back into the air, bowing her body and keeping it in that position with his tongue now entering her for the first time.

  “You taste like fine wine on a summer’s afternoon.” It was all that he had to say, as he continued to delve even deeper. To enhance her pleasure even more, his finger touched her clit and made her dance to a tune of his own making. That sloppy sound of echoed into the air. He saw her reach up to the headboard and grab onto it. Her skin had this sheen of wetness that made her slippery to the touch.

  “I can’t make up my mind if this is fantasy or reality…my god…you should’ve been a woman in a past life.” “I came here to mark my territory, get a feel for who this man is and maybe even complete the mission a little bit earlier than expected. I could’ve easily killed him three or four times over and yet something is preventing me from doing that. It’s these damn feelings that are getting in my way. I’ve never had to worry about them before and I really don’t want to worry about them now. If he continues to make me feel like this, I’m never going to let him go.”

  He had his hands underneath her ass, giving her a long overdue tongue fucking that made her eyes roll into the back of her head. That first scream sounded like it was going to pierce his eardrums. She tried to get away from him, twisting and turning, but he was relentless in his pursuit of giving her that pleasure. She was still in the throes of that moment, when he decided to give her something else to think about.

  “Yes…fuck me… Brent.” His cock had followed that orgasm and the wetness of her greedy little hole all the way to the balls. Her moans of arousal were only making him want to stay with her for, as long as possible. The case was beside her head and he was hovering over her with his cock drilling for oil.

  They were working towards a simultaneous release. This was not the first time that Brent had done something like this and the feel of her body underneath him only confirmed that she was not like all the others. He could usually control his own switch, but for some reason she was the one that was pulling out all the stops. Her pussy was on fire, gripping tightly and pulling at him to give her exactly what she wanted.

  “I’m cumming again…you fucking bastard…you’re too good for me.” The second one was even stronger and longer than the first.

  “I can’t possibly stop this from happening… KELLY.” He was strangling on those words and then she turned him, so that she was the one now holding him down with her hips slamming down onto his cock over and over again. He watched her bounce and then grind in a circle to make his cock hit her in all the right ways. He could feel her fingering the chain around his wrist and it might have not been a good idea to get involved, but he couldn’t help himself.

  “You’ll last, as long as I want you to last, Brent. Don’t even think about cumming without my permission.” She leaned forward and felt his hand on her ass and then pulling apart her cheeks to get at another more taboo target. She was tempted to tell him that it was off limits, but it seemed that nothing was off limits when it was between the two of them “You are one naughty… Boy.” She felt that intrusion and it only made her work her body into a sexual frenzy.

  They had each other by the short hairs and neither one was going to give the other the satisfaction of crying uncle.

  “There’s no escape. I made the mistake of seeing him face to face. I should have known better, but I thought that I was immune to this type of thing. Looking at him lying there, as my sexual prisoner, I know that I could easily just stab him in the heart and leave him for dead. I just don’t want anything to happen to him and that means I’m going to have to go against my one rule. I was going to get personally involved in not only his life, but his well being.”

  They continued this ill conceived union, ending up in the shower with the water washing away their sins. The case was still with him and he knew that he would have to leave her and take this to the proper people. It needed to be in the right hands sooner than later. He should’ve had it over to the senator at 6:00 AM, but this woman had turned him around from his mission.

  Shelley could feel him behind her, licking the nape of her neck and making her want to go for another round. “Brent, I need to tell you something and you really do need to stop that. I’ve already lost my train of thought several times during the evening. I’m not exactly who you think I am. I was sent here to kill you, but I’ve turned over a new leaf. With that being said, your life is in danger and people are going to come to collect the bounty on your head. $20,000,000 is a lot of money and you may not think that you’re worth it, but I believe that the information in that case that you’re carrying is.” She didn’t want to just blurt it out, but it seemed necessary to pull off the band aid quickly. To do it slowly would’ve been wrong. This way, he was now forewarned and maybe that would give him an idea of how serious this could be.

  Brent grabbed her by the arm and turned it with his hand up underneath her chin. “I want you to give me one good reason why I shouldn’t just kill you. You just admitted that you were an assassin sent to kill me and get this information. You didn’t have to do that and I was pretty much oblivious to anything, but the physical pleasures that we could give each other.” He could smell her and the perfume of her natural essence had gotten to him in a profound way.

  “I just finished telling you that I’ve changed my mind. Like you said, I didn’t have to do that. I now have a vested interest in keeping you safe, but believe me when I tell you that others are not going to see it the same way. You count yourself lucky that you have me on your side and it’s not the other way around anymore. I’ve never walked away from a job before and it pains me to do it now.” “I would like to turn the tables, but his technique is above reproach. I could fight him tooth and nail and he would know that he was in a battle for his life. I think that in this instance that I can get a lot more with words than with actions.”

  “I don’t know why I should even believe you. I’m guessing that your real name is not Kelly. You tricked me and that’s not something that can easily be done with a man with my experience. I’m usually aware of my surroundings and of the people that I spend time with. I’m not one to easily trust and I can’t decide if I should turn you over to the authorities or let you help me.” Brent pulled her from the shower and into the bedroom. He pushed her down onto the mattress and then grabbed for the gun that he had hidden underneath the bed. He didn’t think that he would have an occasion to use it, but he was always well prepared for any eventuality.

  “I can prove to you that I’m on your side. The contract states that you have to be dead and the information taken from you, before 10:00 AM. I’m not sure why they didn’t make it 6:00 AM, but apparently they thought that you were going to wait to bring the information to the light of day.” She heard a noise and looked towards the balcony to see a man completely covered in black clothing repelling down. He landed and pulled out a gun, only to have a rude awakening.

  The door was open and Shelley used that to her advantage. She threw the knife that she had ready to kill Brent, but instead she did it to the one person that didn’t see it coming. The gun didn’t go off and the man known, as the carpenter dropped down with his throat spewing blood all over the floor. He was gasping and trying to pull out that knife, but it was too little too late.

  Chapter 4

  “I don’t know about you, but I think that should prove to you that I’m on your side. I don’t
think that’s going to be the end of it and this was an open contract. I was given the heads up, but it became public knowledge to the community about an hour ago. If it’s all the same to you, I would like to get out of here, before anything else happens.” She didn’t give him a chance to think about it, grabbing his arm and forcing him towards the door.

  This time, there was a young woman on the other side and she appeared to be vacuuming. They were on their way down the hall, when Brent had an inkling that something was wrong. It finally dawned on him that a woman like her wouldn’t be wearing 4 inch high heels. Girls in that profession would be in something more comfortable like flats. He pushed Shelley up against the wall went down on one knee and fired one shot. The woman had turned and had a very small gun concealed underneath her dress. The shot that he fired had made contact with her hand.

  The gun in her hand had now spiraled down the hallway, as she scrambled after it showing no regard for the bleeding hand. She did not scream or show any kind of reaction and that itself made Brent a little worried. Only a true professional would be able to withstand that kind of pain and not scream bloody murder.

  “That was pretty good shooting, but maybe next time you should take the kill shot.” Shelley opened up the door to the stairwell and motioned for him to join her. She heard the elevator and looked at who was coming out through the door and it was not a sight that she wanted to see. He was only known as the cleaner, a bald white man with a pair of black gloves and wearing a suit that made him look like the undertaker.

  “They’re not pulling punches. How are we going to get out of this building, let alone to the senator’s office a few miles away? Any time that I’ve done this in the past, I’ve never had much of a problem. That only makes me believe that what’s in this case is dangerous. I’ve never been tempted to look into one of these things before, but I think that there might be a first time for everything.” He laid it down on the stairs, while she was keeping look out and making sure that they weren’t going to be rudely interrupted. They had barely enough time to dress quickly.

  “I’m not sure that this is a good idea, Brent. I’m not saying that you shouldn’t know what exactly you’re carrying, but I think that we can find a better place to do it. We are sitting ducks in this hotel and we need to get some distance between us and this place.” “He seemed determined and I guess I would be the same way, if I were in his shoes. I wish that I could tell him that we will survive this, but with everything that I know about these people it’s going to be a damn miracle, if we even get out of the building alive.”

  “You make a valid point, but I’m not going anywhere, until I find out what your real name is.”

  Shelley grabbed his hand and pulled him down the stairs away from forces that were beyond their control. “My name is Shelley and I try to keep my alternate personalities similar to that of my real one. I should be getting paid right about now, but I imagine that the $10,000,000 that they’ve already given me has been taken away from my account. It was on a hold, until early this morning and now that time has elapsed. I would say that I want you to be worth the sacrifice, but I think I already know that you are.” “I never thought that this day would come. I always thought that this would happen to somebody else and not me. I’d watched movies that would end exactly like this and I would shake my head in disbelief. I guess I have a lot to learn and hopefully Brent and I can learn it together.”

  They moved down the stairs jumping two steps at a time and sometimes three when they were feeling more adventurous. Brent looked towards Shelley and couldn’t believe that she was the one that they had sent to take him out. If it wasn’t for matters of the heart, he would most likely be dead and wouldn’t have even seen it coming. He wanted more time to get to know her and to see if her love for him was strong enough to keep her from going back to bad habits. The one thing that he wouldn’t condone is her killing for money. The past was the past, but what happened from this moment on concerned him, almost as much as it concerned her.

  Brent had his gun in hand and he was using it to lead the way. He felt hot lead streaking through the air. He barely ducked out of the way by pure instinct. He had done what most men would do in that situation. He had grabbed Shelley and pulled her out of the way of certain harm.

  Shelley stumbled down the stairs and twisted her ankle. She did not fall to her knees, but she did show discomfort. This was not the way that it was supposed to be and she was now wondering if maybe her heart was the problem. It felt too good to try to deny herself that this was meant to be. She would protect the both of them and he would do the exact same thing in return. They were both well prepared and trained. They were an unstoppable force.

  They came out into the lobby with a fuselage of bullets. They walked into the fray with a determination and conviction that was shown by how easily they had dispatched of those that were standing in their way. Those people that were trying to kill them felt that nail in their coffin, flying backwards and lying with vacant stares in their eyes.

  They came out into the open and a black SUV have now screeched to a halt in front of them to shield them from an attack that came from across the street. The door opened and the senator and a posse of secret servicemen were right there to motion them into the vehicle.

  “We heard some chatter that there was going to be trouble and we decided to intervene. The information that you have in that case is everything on all of our undercover operatives. If that were to fall into the wrong hands, then those that are trying to keep our freedoms would have to keep one eye open.” The senator opened the case and smiled, knowing that this needed to be placed into a safe and locked. There were no electronic copies. This was a kind of information that had to be kept in a soon to be redacted hardcopy.

  Shelley heard the bullets ricocheting off the armored glass, as they sped down the road. “I got involved with a man that I was supposed to kill and now I’m sitting in what constitutes the Lions’ den. I can play the game and if I do this right, I can give them high profile targets that make them offer me complete immunity from all charges.”

  “I’m glad to see you, senator and now that I know what was in that package, I can rest easy knowing that those men’s lives are now safe from retribution on behalf of our enemies. I know that this is going to be a strange thing for me to say, but Shelley is not exactly an innocent bystander. She was supposed to kill me and let’s just say that things didn’t go according to plan.” The story was told and then Shelley was brought in without handcuffs. That debriefing led to the arrest of several assassins and a few of her clients that had the reputation of having a squeaky clean record.

  “I’m glad to see that all of us are on the same page. I’ve given you these people on a silver platter and now I expect a reward. I want my record expunged, my name completely extinguished and a new identification and life. I also want William to be a part of it, but only if he agrees. I would never presume to tell him what to do.” “I knew that we had not talked about it, but deep down I figured that he would know that being with me was better than going back into the field.”

  Shelley was a woman of her word and she did track down that taxi driver and set him up with the money promised.

  The agreement was signed by the district Attorney and by the senator who gave his personal blessing to the document in question. She signed it and it was agreed that she would never have to testify. The evidence that she gave them was damning. She had photographs and videos and even names and dates of transactions that could not be weaseled out of.

  Commander William Lester and Shelley Coleman were now known as, Stephen and Marcia Cross of Connecticut. They were going to play house and try to have a normal life. They both knew that there was nothing normal about them. They closed one chapter and opened a new one with the possibility of a third if things didn’t work out.

  THE END

  DESIRED BY BIKER

  Derrick Jonas slowed down as the figure grew closer in the distance. It was a nasty night
out, hell if he wasn’t trying to get away so badly he wouldn’t even be out on a night like this. The rain was coming down in folds, as if the skies had opened up and a bucket was being poured down to earth. Why was this person out on the side of the road on a night like this? Derrick wasn’t positive until he was almost stopped and about 20 feet from the figure that it was actually a person and not simply a figment of his imagination.

  “What are you doing out here?” He said, looking at the soaked figure in front of him. Her hair was long and brown; it was wet, hanging over her eyes. Derrick looked closer at her, he barely could make out her dark brown eyes, but he saw fear in them.

  “Hey, are you okay?” He asked her, walking towards her now that he had parked his bike.

  She looked up finally, realizing there was another person with her now. Derrick saw a small spark of fear in her eyes, and she began to back up.

  “I’m not going to hurt you. It’s okay. Come on; let’s get out of this weather.” He waited to move toward her though.

  It took a few minutes before she seemed to decide he was okay. But she didn’t move towards him, instead her shoulders slumped in and she began to fall forward. Derrick moved quickly to make sure she didn’t fall, grabbing her a second before she sunk into the wet floor of the waiting ground. He picked her up and carried her to his bike.

  “Look I’m going to need you to hang onto me so you don’t fall off.” He looked into her eyes, waiting for some kind of response that she understood. She shook her head, but he wasn’t sure, so instead of putting her behind him, he placed her in front of him.