The Assassin
By
Jordan Silver
Copyright © 2013 Alison Jordan
All Rights Reserved
Chapter 1 3
Chapter 2 8
Chapter 3 13
Chapter 4 17
Chapter 5 21
Chapter 6 26
Chapter 7 29
Chapter 8 33
Chapter 9 35
Chapter 10 38
Chapter 11 42
Chapter 12 47
Chapter 13 52
Chapter 14 57
Chapter 15 59
Chapter 16 62
Chapter 17 65
Chapter 1
I made us eggs and toast for breakfast as Mouth toddled around the kitchen, she didn't sit to eat which clued me in to how much her ass must hurt along with other things.
"Mouth go put something on."
"What, why, there's no one here but us."
"There're windows all over the place that's why, go put something on now."
"Hey Vito Andolini, I can't put anything on because my ass hurt, and if down there is bare what's the point in covering up up here, besides the kitchen window faces the back deck which you have covered in a forest, we're fifty stories high who the hell can see anything?"
"There're buildings all around here, who knows what fuck is out there with binoculars or some shit, plus the fucking Feds probably have me in their cross hairs and I'd be fucked if I have their greasy asses jacking off to my woman, now go put some shit on."
Instead of listening to me, the little terror actually leaned over the table with her ass to the window.
Now see, ma's met her, she knows, there's no way she doesn't know that this girl drives me insane, so if I chucked her ass off the deck ma would maybe understand.
I held my peace, why bother, she wouldn't listen out of spite anyway, that's her thing.
I put the dishes in the dishwasher after we were done because the mouthy one said until her ass healed she was on strike, she snubbed her nose at me and pranced down the hallway to her shower. I gave her five minutes before I pounced.
With my pajama bottoms discarded on the bedroom floor, and my already hard cock in my hand for a stroke I followed her into the shower.
Before she could wash the shampoo out of her eyes and get water out of her mouth to blast me, I had one hand around her throat and the other on her pussy.
"You want to be bad?"
"Oh shit"
"Let's play tough girl."
Bending my knees slightly I pushed up and in, whatever sound she made was cut short by my hand around her throat as I pulled her down on my cock by her hip.
"Hands against the wall, assume the position."
She placed both hands flat against the wall as the water cascaded over both of us from four separate angles.
"Will you ever listen pretty girl?" I whispered in her ear.
"Yes..." Her voice held that breathy sigh that I liked.
"Is this the only time you obey me...huh...when I'm fucking you?" I gave a deep hard jab that had her scrabbling for purchase against the slick wall.
"Lean your head against your hands and push that ass back I feel like doing you deep."
She did that shit quickly; with my hand still around her throat and one on her ass, I pounded her pussy with punishing strokes, not enough to hurt, but enough that she'd feel me for at least the next two days.
"Ahh...fuck...you sadist..." She was pushing back against me twitching her ass as she fucked herself on my cock, I kept up a nice steady pace digging deep, watching my cock as it went in and out her pussy juices covering my shaft. Pulling out I knelt behind her and licked and gently kissed her reddened ass cheeks. Poor baby; I took little swipes with my tongue around the cheeks of her ass, blowing soothing cool air against her abused ass, damn I hadn't realized I'd been hitting her that hard, I'm lucky she hadn't retaliated more forcefully then again knowing her crazy ass I'm probably not in the clear yet.
"Please Shane, put your mouth on me."
"Where?"
"You know where, please, don't make me beg."
"No, tell me...."
Crazy lady grabbed me by the top of my head and lead my mouth to her pussy.
I had no choice but to comply, besides it was no hardship to eat her sweet pussy, her taste was in me now, her scent, her feel, everything about her had become a part of me.
"Uhhhhh...ummmmmm.... so good." She didn't let go of my hair as she sought her orgasm cumming on my tongue. I was up and in her before she was finished screaming out her pleasure pounding away at her pussy until I remembered that she might be carrying my kid, and then I slowed down with a sinister grin.
I pulled out yet again because suddenly I needed to be closer to her; I turned her in my arms and kissed her softly while entering her once again. I washed her hair as she rode my cock, her arms and legs holding me tight. "I love being inside you baby, it's like coming home, like all the good things in my life wrapped up in one little package, and your pussy is unbelievably sweet."
She trembled at my words and sought my mouth with hers so we shared a kiss that took our breaths away. Instead of the fast race to the finish that I'd expected, we came together in a soft sweet ending.
She did wobble out the shower though so I guess my work was done.
"What time are you supposed to go shopping?"
She looked at her watch.
"Like an hour."
She was pulling on low rider jeans and a sweater, my heart lurched when I recognized the sweater as one of mine it was way too big but sexy as fuck on her. What was it about seeing her in my shit that was such a fucking turn on?
I threw a wad of cash and a credit card across the bed at her.
"What's this, oh my God, how much money is in here?"
"It's in stacks of ten thousand how many stacks you got?"
"One, two, three, four, five...you threw seventy thousand dollars and a credit card at me?"
"What, not enough, here take more." I threw another stack at her, the fuck I know about women and shopping all I know is that dad always said never tell a woman about her spending habits and peace will reign.
"I distinctly remember telling you that my coochie was not for sale."
"What the fuck..."
"When you give a woman that you've only known for a short while lots of money after you've fucked her, there's a name for it."
"Are you fucking insane Mouth...what the fuck am I saying, yes you are, first of all don't say that shit about yourself again, and secondly you know the deal, how many times have I called you my wife?"
"You can't just tell me I'm your wife you mook, and you don't just throw money at a woman like that unless she's a cheap..."
I grabbed her hand and pulled her behind me to the wall safe. Opening it I removed the box I had hidden there since the morning after I believed I'd impregnated her.
Opening it I turned to her. "You see this? Four point two million dollars, this makes that petty cash in your hands insignificant, still think you're my whore?" I just pushed the ring onto her finger.
"What the hell are you doing? You didn't ask."
"Who can ask you anything? With you I have to just tell or do because you don't listen for shit."
"Hey, that's not true...."
"Mouth do you not see yourself? You're a pain in the fucking ass, now that that's done I don't want to hear anymore about whores and shit...you like it?"
She looked at the rock I had just forced on her hand.
"Four point two...I can't walk around with this shit on my hand..."
"You ever take that off it's going to be your ass just saying."
"Listen Captain twit, stop with the threats and go do something about that eye, it look a mess."
Shit I forgot she'd clocked me, I probably had a shiner by now oh fuck Mikey and Tony, shit.
"We clear on the money shit?"
"Clear." She nodded her head once for emphasis.
"And the marriage deal?"
"Working on it, still not sure I want to spend the rest of my life dealing with your brand of insanity."
"My...fuckingpainintheassnutjob." I mumbled under my breath because I did not want to deal with any more of her shit, I had to go, there was shit to do.
I went out to the living room to get my phone that I'd left there to call the guys. They were already on their way with ma and the girls.
I went back into the room to get my shit for the day, nothing.
I looked all around the room for my shit, searched the living room, den, every room in the house, my favorite piece was missing. Fuck, I'm a superstitious fuck, can't leave without it.
Okay, there're only two of us in here and no one came in, I know sneak girl hid them.
"Mouth what the fuck, where's my shit?"
"What shit?"
"My piece, my keys, the shit I had sitting here five minutes ago."
"I have no idea of what you speak."
Her lying ass kept a straight face as she looked me dead in the eye and spewed that shit.
"Mouth stop fucking around."
"And where pray tell are you going Giuseppe?"
"I gotta see a guy about something."
"I don't think you should do that."
"What the fuck, why not?"
"Well, seeing as you only have one working brain cell I think you might be a danger to yourself and others."
This fucking girl.
"Mouth your ass cooled down already did it? Give me my shit before I belt you one."
"Ha, how you plan to explain that black eye to the peanut gallery anyway?"
I got a fresh pair of aviators off the shades rack in my closet.
"Nice." She cat whistled at me, crazy nut.
"The others are coming up you ready?"
"Yep, I got cash, cards and my glock."
"Your...? Mouth give me the gun."
"No way are you bent, I never go anywhere without my backup."
"What the bow and arrow won't fit in your bag? You won't be needing it, your detail will have you covered."
"Uh huh, so why don't you go without yours?" I think I had enough time to strangle her ass before the others got here, just barely but I could do it.
"Where's my shit Mouth?"
She shrugged at me and ran, when I caught her laughing ass in the living room and snatched her purse she had my shit and half an apartment in there. Women.
I was heading out the door since I'd decided I would meet the boys downstairs, I still wasn't talking to ma and the girls they'd fucked up so I didn't want to see them, I did decide to take my life in my hands though.
"Oh yeah, you might want to see about a pregnancy test while you're out, I think I knocked you up the other night."
She looked at me stymied.
Uh huh, maybe I'd found something to calm her little ass down after all we'll see.
Chapter 2
I slammed the door after my little bombshell and stood outside waiting for her reaction.
"One two three..."she came flying through the door, skidding to a halt when she saw me leaning against the wall.
"You take that back."
"What, my seed, I think it might be too late for that." I smirked at her and to add insult to injury, I pulled her towards me, putting my hand flat against her stomach.
"I think he's right about...here." I pressed my fingers into her tummy softly.
She stomped her foot pissed way the fuck off so I decided to fuck with her even more.
"Watch that stomping shit before you dislodge my kid." Oh this was going to be fun.
She punched me in the gut and tried to head butt me; see what I mean? Crazy fuck.
"You hit like a girl." I had to hold her hands behind her back to keep her from dismembering me. While I had her there I might as well steal a kiss, or two, so I did. Sweet.
"You can't know that, there's no way you can know if you knocked me up or not." She was out of breath from my kisses but still had a whole lot of fight left in her.
"I had an epiphany or some shit, I'm telling you, its real."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"When I was fucking you the other night, I felt it, something, I don't know what the fuck, I just know that I knocked you up. Besides, what did you think was going to happen if you kept letting me hit it without a cover?"
"I don't know, that first time you blindsided me, and after...after I just didn't think about it okay. I can't have a baby right now Shane."
"And why the fuck not?"
"Because I just can't." Arms folded, she looked at me like I was responsible for all the wrongs in the world.
"Well if I'm right and he's already in there then it's a done deal, nothing you can do about it now."
"I will kill you in your sleep mob boy."
"You saying you don't want my kid?" I scowled at her, what the fuck, was she seriously rejecting my kid?
"I didn't say that twit, I just said not now, I have things to do..."
"So you do want to have my kids?" I grinned like the fucking sap I'd become.
"Kids, how did we go from one imaginary child to many?"
I looked down at her hand with my ring on it; at least she hadn't taken it off.
I thought it best to change the subject for now since she looked like she was about to go ape shit on my ass.
"You didn't tell me if you like your ring, I thought it was perfect."
"It is perfect, but shit Shane, almost five million dollars."
I pulled her in for a kiss. "I would've spent more, my girl deserves only the best. Now you want to tell me why you think you can't have my kid now?" So much for changing the subject; great now she's got me confusing my own fucking self.
She looked away guiltily, fuck me.
"Mouth...." I was starting to get a sick feeling in my gut.
Just then we heard the elevator and my family came out, the women dressed pretty much like Mouth, the two boobs in Armani suits.
"Later Eddie boy, we'll talk later."
I'd forgotten all about my eye until my sister-in-law Michael mentioned it.
"Nice shiner there bro another knockout bout with the champ?"
"Oh Shane, we heard all about you getting beat up, my poor boy did the mean little girl hurt you?"
Ma kissed my cheek while stifling laughter.
The bigmouthed duo was cracking themselves up and my adoring sisters were smirking. Everybody was a damn comedian around here.
"Very funny let's go."
"I need my purse and jacket." She ran back inside to get her stuff.
"So why did she clock you this time?"
"What are you, a reporter? Why don't you see to your own wife? I seem to remember Sophie kicking your ass a time or two, moron."
"Nah, that was Tony and Anna, me and my Sophie don't engage in that type of behavior."
"Yeah, who was it that had a fat lip and a broken nose six months ago?"
"Never mind that, we were talking about you."
"No we weren't."
Tony thank God was busy sucking face with Anna so he had no time to stick his nose in my business, ma and Sophie had gone into the apartment after the terrible one, so it was just me and the yenta.
We heard screams and laughter followed by 'Anna get in here and oh Shane you did good' that last one was from ma. I guess they'd finally seen the rock on my baby's hand; it was kinda hard to miss.
I distracted the Bobsie twins with talk of work, there's no way I was discussing weddings and shit with their nosy asses.
"Anything out of Taylor yet?"
"Plenty, I hear he's been talking up a storm after getting
his knees busted."
"Anything of importance?"
They looked at each other before Tony turned to me with a serious look.
"You want to do this now with the girls here?"
I stood up from the wall studying him; we knew each other very well so I could read between the lines.
"That serious huh."
"Yeah you could say that."
Okay, I know my people, from Mikey's body language I figure he knows I'm going to lose my shit when I hear whatever it is they have to say.
"Just tell me this one thing, is my woman in any danger?"
"In direct danger no, not really."
"You sure? Be very sure that whatever it is you have to tell me does not in anyway pertain to her safety."
"Nah we would've told you already if that was the case bro you know that."
Yeah I knew that I just wanted to be sure, I could deal with all the shit out there just not with anyone fucking with her.
Steven Taylor is a dirty cop who's been playing both sides of the fence. He'd been feeding my guys Intel, which he wasn't the only cop I owned, I owned plenty, some in very high positions even up to the mayors' office and beyond, but it seems he'd also been selling information to the Staccos.
I inherited these dirty fucks from Poppy; ever since I've been trying to go legit there've been grumblings. If I went legit a lot of these guys would lose their kickbacks, which were sometimes more than they made in a year according to what they did for me, it wasn't cheap to turn a blind eye these days.
We went down together in the elevator ma and the girls oohing and aahing over the ring and throwing around wedding questions, ma was already planning shit. That's my girl.
Mouth was still giving me looks but not saying anything in front of the others. I didn't say anything either because I figured we needed to talk first, I wanted to know why she seemed afraid to have my kid.
Drawing her stiff form under my arm I whispered in her ear." Be good okay, I'll see you later, have fun shopping."
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