"Is this what you want? Is this what you want?" He screamed as he thrusts faster and harder.
"Yes! Yes, baby, fuck me! Fuck me! It's been so long since I've been fucked!"
She screamed with tears of pleasure and pain that rolled down her face.
"Faster, harder, oh shit!" She moaned as she felt his dick go deeper and deeper crashing into her walls.
He pounded hard and fast then slowed down giving her long deep strokes.
"Damn baby, your pussy’s so good." He groaned as he picked up his pace.
She came again with a cry of pleasure sending a flow of her juices onto his dick.
"Uhhhh!" He groaned as he pulled out and jerked off twice and released his load all over her stomach and pussy.
"Damn, I forgot how good real dick can be." Alexis said out of breath and turned her head and looked at him lying next to her.
"Shit, I never felt a pussy as sweet as yours. I think I'm in love, baby." Vincent replied.
"Hahaha." Alexis laughed.
"That makes the both of us."
Vincent stood up and got out of the bed. A few steps away were a Jacuzzi that they had filled with hot water and cherry smelling bubble bath before they got started. He walked to the Jacuzzi and got in slowly lowering his body down into the hot water.
"Well, I might as well join you. It's the only way to get this cum off that you left on my stomach and goods." She said while smiling.
"You could have gotten me a towel and wiped me off." She stated as she stood in the Jacuzzi and lowered herself in slowly.
She turned back to face him and leaned her back on his chest and he wrapped his strong arms around her and held her.
"Damn, that was great or more like fucking amazing, better than I could have dreamed of." Vincent said whispering into her ear.
"Yes, that was amazing, boo. But this has done gone and changed everything. I work with you and I never sleep with anyone I work with. The fact I have a woman and you done gave me some good ass dick. Now, my pussy will be yearning for more and you’re just going to leave after the trial of this case and it is over." Alexis said.
Vincent sat quiet and listened before he spoke.
"So, what if I said, I don't have to leave after this case and this isn't just a one-time thing with us." He replied.
"Really you're just saying that shit. Why would you want to stay here in New York, country boy?" Alexis asked.
"Like I told you, I move around a lot and all I got to do is file the paper work to only work on cases in New York. My partner, William, been filled his out and we both agree there's more good we can do here, but that's not my reason for staying.
You will be. I have a connection with you like I never felt with any other woman.
I'm not trying to lose that. I'm trying to feed into it and see if we can make it grow." Vincent said.
Alexis turned around with a cheesy smile on her face.
"Really, that was so sweet." She said as she kissed him.
She felt his dick grow on her thigh. She turned all the way around and lifted herself up and slowly guided his hard dick inside her. He grabbed her waist and rocked it back and forth teasing her walls and making bubbles splash everywhere.
Their lips locked and they kissed deeply and passionately.
"Damn, I'm coming again." She moaned with her lips still locked to his.
"Me too baby." He moaned back.
They spent the day and night exploring each other’s bodies and lost count on how many times they made love to each other.
Chapter 20
It had been three days and Lauren noticed agent Vincent and Alexis were barely coming in to work. She wasn't a fool and had already put two and two together, but the fact that Alexis wasn't only her partner, but also her best friend.
She knew all the juicy details and would receive a text every so often about what her and Vincent had done next.
'Wait until she gets done reading my text and what I did.' Lauren thought to herself as she lay on her side texting.
She sent the message then she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist and didn't know if she should smile or feel ashamed of her actions.
'No, I shouldn't feel ashamed. It's been so long since I had a man hold me while I sleep. It's so hard to find a good man nowadays. And most are scared or don't want to deal with a cop, no matter how sexy I am. They feel I'm too strong for them and demand too much respect.' She thought to herself as she hugged the arm that wrapped around her.
She looked at his skin.
'Damn, he's like the third white man I've slept with in my whole life. Shit, I usually don't mess around with Caucasian men ever since I was younger, they could never understand me and use to pick on me back in school because I'm thick with thick thighs and have a shape of a black woman and wasn't a size zero. But, the black men loved it and knew just what to do with that shit.' Lauren thought to herself and a smirk spreads across her face as she thought of all the sexy black men she had been with in her lifetime and how they worked her body.
She compared the difference and knew that there was no comparison at all. Black men were better lovers and their dicks were huge like something you would only see in the movies or in porn and they knew how to work it. She learned at a young age the saying was true. The darker the berry the sweeter the juice and once you go black you'll never go back.
'Well, I'm black and know I feel I can never be fully satisfied by a Caucasian man.
This one was good and the dick wasn't that bad. It's just feels good to have someone hold me.' She thought to herself as she felt small wet sweet kisses on her neck.
"You ok?" Agent William asked as he continued kissing the back of her neck.
"Mmmm yes!" Lauren moaned as she widened her hips on his dick as he pulled her closer to him.
She heard the sound of a wrapper and smiled already knowing what he was doing.
William took the condom out of the wrapper and eased it on his dick. He turned back onto his side and held her.
"Mmmm." She moaned as he slowly entered her wet box while holding her from the side.
He gave her long slow strokes. This was only teasing her. She wanted him to go deeper inside her, but from the sex she had with him not too long ago, she knew he had reached his max. This was the deepest he would be able to reach. So, she enjoyed the touch of his lips on her back then between her shoulder blade and neck and the sweet sensation of his dick teasing her insides. She widened her hips even more in hopes that he'd reach a new spot and hit her walls. William began to pull her hair and pump fast and hard thrusting his body into hers. Lauren began to scream, even though he wasn't really doing much or hitting her walls. She didn't want to hurt his ego.
"Yes, you're fucking the shit out of me!" She screamed repeatedly.
She closed her eyes and focused on the teasing sensation until she was able to cum.
"Shit, yes, I'm coming!" She screamed.
This only excited him even more as he felt her juices flow.
"Uuhaa." He groaned as he released his load all inside the condom.
He pumped two more times then eased out of her and let go of her hair. He lay on his back staring up in a daze while breathing hard.
Lauren reached to her nightstand and grabbed a tissue out of the box and turned around. She took the condom off his dick and made sure to clean it off. She tossed it in the small trash can next to her bed and turned back around and lay on his sweaty chest.
"Damn, you have a nice body. Has anyone ever told you that you look just like Brad Pitt?" She asked in a mumble as she felt her eyes get heavy.
"Yeah, I hear it all the time, thank you baby." He replied then looked down at his chest at the back of her head and only could see her thick red hair and heard snoring. William smiled than dosed off.
After holding her tight, Lauren hasn't felt so at peace in years and having a strong man holding her gave her that feeling. As her world went black, a noise made her open her eyes and a strange feeling t
hat she had felt twice before came over her.
"No! No! Not again!" She screamed as her burly vision came to focus.
She was now in a car and could see the streets of Harlem flying passed her and a man's hand on the steering wheel.
"Why? Why now? Not now!" She cried out as she realized she was having one of her nightmares once more of being trapped inside the S.N. Killer's body able to feel, taste, and see everything, but unable to move and do anything about it. She felt like crying.
Chapter 21
The S.N. Killer was pissed that his cab driver was nowhere to be found and knew that wasn't like him. He drove his car around to clear his head. He rarely drove his own car. He became dependent on his cab driver.
‘We must find the cab driver!’ The voice in his head yelled.
"I know! I know he will show up if not we'll go after his family." The S.N. Killer responded to the voice.
‘Hmmm, now you're thinking right. Hahaha!" The voice in his head said then laughed.
As the S.N. Killer stopped at a red stop light, his blackberry phone went off letting him know he had a blackberry message. He checked his blackberry messenger and smiled. The message was a broadcast message that was sent to everyone that was on this woman's friend list in her phone. He looked at her screen name that read Ms. Redberry. He scrolled up and looked at her picture. She was light skinned with a beautiful face and bright red hair that seemed to flow down her back and her eyebrows were dyed red as well.
"Hmmm." He moaned and zooms out from her picture and reads the message again.
'Hey, what's up? Me and my girls are at my place wasted and need some men to come through. Who wants to chill?' Ms. Redberry broadcasted message read.
The S.N. Killer grinned and the voice in his head said, ‘Yes, she and her friends will be our next meal.’ Then the voice laughed. ‘Hahaha!’
"These women are crazy. I'm sure they don't know none of the men on their Blackberry messenger list from a hole in the wall and she just invited them all to come through to her place and chill because their bored. I got them off some social network that as long as you had a good picture they will accept you.”
The S.N. Killer pulled over to the side of the road as he heard a horn honking behind him and began to text, 'Hey Ms. Redberry, I'm out driving and would love to come through and will bring a few bottles of Moet Rose if that's cool with you sexy?' he wrote and pressed send.
"Girl, I'm so bored. I hope some sexy ass funny niggas come through." One of Ms.
Redberry's girlfriends said and then the other five laughed and shook their heads in agreement.
"Don't worry, I got this, ladies. I have ten new messages now. So, let me check these and see whose all talk and who’s real." Ms. Redberry said with a smile on her face as her friends sat in the living room around her drinking.
She opened the message from the S.N. Killer, whose screen name was Frisard.
She looked at the picture.
"Hmmm.” And liked what she had seen, a very handsome man, light skinned and skinny with jewelry on.
She began to text him back, 'Sure, come through, sexy, lol. I'm on 149th, building 437, Apt. 2C, just knock on the door when you get here and don't forget those bottles. lol :)' she wrote and pressed send.
Then she wrote three other guys to see if they will come through too. She got up and walked out of the living room and down a hallway to a bedroom. She crept open the door and looked at her five year old daughter who was deep asleep. She shut the door and returned back into the living room with her girlfriends.
"I had to check on my angel, but I got one guy coming through with some bottles of Moet Rose and another dude said he's coming through with four of his friends."
She said to her girls, who were busy talking and laughing as she grabbed her cup off the coffee table and sat down on the couch and began to drink again.
"Good, girl we're running low on liquor and we need some sexy ass men here.
Shit, I need some dick." One of the women said.
"Girl, you always horny and need some dick!" Another one of the ladies stated causing all the other women to burst out laughing then there was a hard knock on the front door.
Ms. Redberry checked her blackberry messenger and saw she had a message and read it.
"Oh, it's just Prince-Mack. He said he has four friends with him and one bottle of Henny." She said to her friends.
"Ewww! There are five of them and they only brought one bottle of Henny?
Niggas sound cheap or their broke as hell." One of the women said and sucked her teeth.
"Just go answer the door, besides I have someone else coming through with some more bottles in a few." Ms. Redberry said and went back to texting and sending messages out on her blackberry messenger.
One of her girlfriends named Shelly, went and answered the door. Prince-Mack came in with his four friends and introduced themselves to the women and began to drink and flirt.
The S.N. Killer pulled up on 143rd Street across from building 437 and found parking.
“This can't be right. We don't know how many people are in the apartment with her. We're taking a huge risk.” The S.N. Killer said to the voice in his head.
‘Check and find out how many are in there now!’ The voice yelled in his head.
The S.N. Killer texted and sent a blackberry message to Ms. Redberry. She looked at her phone and saw a new message and smiled and wrote back and pressed send.
In a matter of seconds, the S.N. Killer seen he received a new message from her and began to read, 'There's a few of my girlfriends here, baby. I lost count. I'm wasted right now been drinking too much and feeling horny, lol. But, yea, there's about four or five men who showed up. They only brought one bottle of Henny between all of them, smh :( So, I can't wait till you get here with them bottles of Moet Rose and besides baby I'll only be paying your sexy ass attention anyways.'
The message read.
The S.N. Killer grinned.
"There's still too many of them to pull this shit off." He said talking to the voice in his head.
‘Listen, you do what I say or else!’ The voice in his head yelled and a throbbing, agonizing pain was felt in the S.N. Killer's forehead and temples.
"Ahhhh, ahhhh, okay, okay I'll do it just stop, please!" He screamed as he rocked back and forth in the car seat holding his head.
‘I know you will. Now, use that brain of yours and hack into the city's power plant. You know what to do!’ The voice in his head stated.
The S.N. Killer shook his head up and down as the pain slowly eased up in his head. He reached to the back seat and pulled out his iPad2. He typed in a few codes over and over about ten times and hacked into the city's power plant. He pressed the touch screen and zoomed into the area that he wanted to shut the power off at. He linked the kill code to his blackberry phone.
"Okay, so when I press send on my phone, it will send a virus to the power plant and it will cut off all the power in a five block radius in this area." The S.N. Killer stated.
‘Good, let's get ready.’ The voice said in a sinister tone.
Lauren tried over and over to wake up from the nightmare, but had no luck. She screamed and tossed and turned her body, but nothing happened. Her face was balled up in pain and anger as she felt helpless and all she could do was watch and listen. She could feel everything even smell the cool night air.
"Why the fuck can't I wake up? Wake up!" She screamed and closed her eyes tightly and prayed when she reopened them the nightmare would be over.
The S.N. Killer hopped out of his car and walked to the trunk of the car. He popped it open and grabbed a holster that could hold up to fifteen syringes. He filled them with the anesthetic. He strapped the holster around his waist under his coat then grabbed two meat cleavers and stuffed them in his inside pockets of the coat almost ripping them open. He closed the trunk and pulled the hood over his head from the hoody he had on under the coat. He looked up at the moon shining bright in the night sky as
he walked across the street to building 437. The front door was broken to the building. He smiled knowing he didn't need to be buzzed in. The S.N. Killer entered the building and pulled down the black leather gloves on his hand so they fit firmly on his hands. As he walked up the stairs to the second floor, he looked at his blackberry message and scrolled up to an old message that he received from Ms. Redberry to make sure he had the right apartment. When he was sure, he smiled and began to text and sent a message to Ms. Redberry.
Ms. Redberry was laughing and drinking with her girls. Her juicy thick light skinned thighs were crossed and were turning all the five men in the apartment on.
But, she wouldn't give them any time of day. So, they continued to flirt and laugh with her friends. Ms. Redberry seen one of her friend's, Shelly, take one of the guys by the hand and lead him down the hallway to the bathroom.
"We already know what Shelly's nasty, freaky, horny ass is up to." One of the women said causing everybody in the living room to laugh.
"Shut up!" Shelly yelled in a laughing manner as she shut the bathroom door and locked it.
The guy wasted no time. He pushed her forward onto the sink. She grabbed it and bent over.
"Mmmm, I like it rough. Show me how much you can do with your sexy ass."
Shelly said as he moved her thong to the side and pulled out a magnum condom out of his back pocket and ripped it open and slid it on.
He spit on the tip of his fingers and rubbed it on her pussy lips.
"Mmmm, you didn't need to do that, baby. My pussy stay wet and read." She moaned.
He knew she wasn't lying as he looked at his fingers covered with her sweet juices.
He grabbed her waist with his left hand and with his right hand he used it to guide himself into her wet box.
"Mmmm." Shelly moaned as she bit her bottom lip as he gave her long deep strokes.
"Fuck me! Yes, fuck me!" She moaned as he slapped her ass.
He went to pull on her hair. Shelly yanked her neck back.
"Oh, hell no, nigga, you can pull and grab anything else you want, but not my weave. You’re not about to pull my good tracks out!" She screamed.
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