The Last Blow

by Taylor R. C.

  - Sir, he was shot.

  - What do you mean by that?

  The investigator took a deep breath and then shrugged.

  - That he was killed.

  - Dead?

  This was a fact he was not prepared for, Lowe stared at the man before him as he assimilated that new information. It seemed that the further he went deeper in his search for Gisele, the deeper he dug into a mud hole, and it didn't seem even close to getting to the end.

  "Whoever killed him ..." He paused, swallowed audibly. - It was her?

  - I have no way of knowing, but according to the last submission of my informant's report he was following a man, he used the car you gave her, he did nothing unusual, however he met Gisele in the late afternoon ... My biker said he was going to follow them and this was his last contact, after that I only knew he was dead. - The man waited. - Do you want to know how he died?

  - Yes ... - Lowe said without his voice caught.

  - Three shots to the chest, he and I were not expecting an attack!

  Lowe sat in his chair feeling his spirits go from bad to worse.

  - Is that shit the only thing you have for me?

  - Actually, no, I have something else. - He pushed a black folder. - I raised the Baron's file, it is certainly her target, I have strong indications to think that a new coup is already happening ... The man's profile is vulnerable!

  Looking at the Baron of Blackcastle's file and his photo in his hands, Lowe was more than certain that there was no bone in that man that was vulnerable.

  - I think I got tired of waiting for you to give me what I want!

  That was why the investigator was not waiting, he frowned.

  - How, sir?

  - I'm tired of waiting for you to give me Gisele on my silver tray, I'll do things for myself from now on. - He closed the report in his hands. - It's time to meet James Watts, Baron of Blackcastle!

  Chapter 12

  Gisele had to admit that the Baron of Blackcastle's efficiency and self-confidence should not be underestimated. They took off from London in the early evening after arriving at an adjacent airport gate reserved for only important political figures, but apparently James had prerogatives, which was not really surprising. However, something caught her attention more than anything, something very intimate and peculiar, that few would notice. As soon as the jet took off, very luxurious, let it be said, Gisele saw the Baron expire and then the well-disguised tension disappeared.

  - What do you like to eat when you fly? - He asked. - I brought a chef that Pottes dies of love, so it must be great ...

  The man said sitting next to her, watching her, when he shrugged with that carefree posture and "damn I am the owner of the world" fully recovered, she already knew how to read it.

  - It depends on how much flight time ...

  - We will have to make a couple of stops for refueling it can take a while.

  Gisele knew exactly how long it would take on a flight from London to San Francisco, however, she played the "game of misunderstanding", so it was worth risking to say that the Baron was not lying, because in those perspectives it took a long time to reach the final destination.

  - Then ask your chef to impress in the face of the rare circumstances of cooking in a jet!

  The Baron gave him an amused look as he took his hand, lovingly kissing his knuckles, caressing his wrist, at times he had a softness that Gisele could never imagine he would have, it was indeed surprising.

  - They say that the best surprises are in the atypical circumstances ...

  - Who said? - She smiled. - Or is that your own opinion?

  - It may be, but I'm not a man who loves surprises, but I'm flexible ...

  James kissed her palm on her wrist until she lifted her face and looked at his face closely giving him a chaste kiss before looking him in the eye again.

  "You were a pleasant surprise ..." He said.

  The Baron had no idea how surprised she was, only that, however, he was not grateful and much less harmless. Gisele would normally laugh at that, but strangely she couldn't, perhaps because of the serious way Blackcastle was looking at her.

  - Which you repelled! - She accused.

  - "Every man is guilty of the good he did not do".

  James quoted looking into her eyes and sincerely, perhaps in the depth of his noxious heart, he wanted her to understand and finally run away, because he was no longer able to stay away.

  - [23]Voltaire, I already read ... - Gisele frowned. - Are you saying it would be better to have repelled me? She asked, but he denied it.

  - I do not believe it can be good for you, but we have already talked about it, you know that is my opinion!

  - I just can't imagine why ...

  And that was a truth that had been part of Gisele since the day she met him, maybe that was the fuel that moved her, not as much as his money, but that certainly activated something in her.

  - Just trust me ...

  - "There is no such thing as good or bad; it is thought that makes them so"! - She said, and the Baron smiled.

  - [24]Shakespeare ...

  - Since you like quotes! - Gisele shrugged.

  - I had some formal education, I like to demonstrate at times, after all, it is enough for me to be a Neanderthal with you!

  Gisele burst out laughing because she knew he would change the subject, but much more because he was quite sure that there was no man he had ever known who was more of a gentleman than the Baron, obviously not when he really wanted to be a brute, because I could. However, all that was a cover, James was kind, caring and very attentive, of course all this attention came from a controlling character, however, he was flexible in front of someone who imposed himself.

  - You know how to redeem yourself ...

  - This is music to my ears!

  He said approaching, kissing her jaw, going up to the ear where he captured the lobe with the tip of his teeth, making Gisele squirm, with a smile appearing.

  - Then make my praise count!

  - As you wish...

  He whispered and then moved, pulling her to sit on his lap. Gisele let out a surprised little cry, but it stopped in the next second when the Baron kissed her. James held her by the scruff, plunging his mouth into hers leaving all coherent thoughts behind and settling only in the present moment. The connection that the two had was clearly a wick of powder ready to explode, because with each touch each one became more voracious, extracting the pleasure of that sensual rivalry of their tongues getting involved, of the brushing of the bodies until they felt tense. When Gisele walked away, first, she was completely breathless and hearing her body complain about the need to have more of that man.

  "If you kiss me like that, you have to tell me that there is a private cabin here ..." The Baron of Blackcastle smiled.

  - But what about dinner?

  - I prefer you as an aperitif!

  James knew it could only have been the devil smiling at him, because God was not going to send that woman, no, he knew not, because it would be a gift that would never reach his hands.

  - Um, what a voracious girl, I like that! - He smiled and stood up, leaving Gisele standing. - We will!

  He took her by the hand and headed for the bottom of the jet. Gisele felt the chill in her belly, the anticipation of what was to come, wondered when she was going to get used to going to bed with James, but the answer had to be thought after, as he reached the door and opened it, quickly put it inside , isolating them with the same efficiency, only to take her in her arms and throw her on the bed.

  - James! - She exclaimed laughing.

  - My sweet Miss. Linsey, you provoked a monster!

  James removed his shirt over his head without opening a button and Gisele bit her lip with a nervous laugh. He was spectacular without clothes, he stole anyone's breath, but the aura of power and confidence he displayed was much more exciting. Without delay he took off his shoes, then literally jumped on top of her, kissing her everywhere, drawing laugh
ter from her as his beard scratched her causing delicious tickles.

  - Blackcastle, not like that!

  - James, just James, my imp in the form of an angel! - He nibbled on her neck.

  Gisele burst out laughing again, she can't remember when she started having sex like that, or when she found out she loved it.

  - You are crazy, you know?

  James agreed, smiling, looking at her flushed face, thinking that he was very in trouble the day that their strange agreement ended.

  - Yes, I know, but right now I'm more crazy about you!

  He lifted her shirt, exposing her breasts, which she delighted in kissing and even more when she saw Gisele moan, receptive, sensitive. So he gave her everything he could until his hands managed to get rid of the skirt that still covered her, but when he took the damn piece out of his underwear, he dropped to his knees at the foot of the bed between her legs, letting her mouth meet your sex.

  - Oh my God!

  Gisele squirmed, loving the Baron's hungry treatment. She closed her eyes clinging to the sheets, biting her lips, trying to drown out the moans that emerged from the more than perfect sensations caused by that man, she didn't want everyone on the plane to hear that uproar, it was too much. But it was getting harder and harder to hold on, she tried to squeeze her thighs and even touch herself, but James wouldn't let her, because his hands pushed her away while his evil mouth went crazy.

  She moaned her name over and over, but James held on, wanting to make that moment last because it was a divine sight to see Gisele get pleasure beyond what he was able to hold. Then suddenly she screamed, her whole body trembled at the powerful orgasm. A male part of him was filled with pride, but mostly pleasure, it was inevitable, he never felt as hard as at that moment, which is why his movements were very restricted when taking off his pants. He was still watching Gisele at the center of the bed absorbing what had just passed into her body.

  - How do you feel, honey? - He asked.

  - Very well!

  Gisele knew she looked at him with a naughty smile, but could it be different when she saw him totally naked and excited? He thought not. James climbed on the bed, helping her to remove the rest of her clothes, very patient for someone who had not yet received anything in exchange for such a good orgasm.

  - Taking off your clothes is like unpacking a gift for Christmas ...

  Whispered the Baron kissing her in the process, Gisele laughed sitting on the bed, holding his face and looking into those princely blue eyes.

  - Want to hear my comparison?

  - Ah you have to be original, it's not worth copying ...

  He joked, holding a lock of her hair behind her ear, for a long second Gisele was completely distracted, because they were there without clothes, ready for things that are done without clothes, but they shared such a light moment.

  - Of course not, listen. - She cleared her voice. - You are like a very tempting candy that every time I see I want to suck!

  - Holy shit, Gisele, do you want to kill me?

  He jumped on her and threw her back on the bed with a very mischievous smile on his lips.

  - Liked? She asked, laughing.

  - Absolutely, I would love for you to do this whenever you feel like ...

  He shrugged and Gisele took the opportunity to roll over the Baron, reversing positions, rubbing himself purposefully across the male body beneath him.

  - I think you already controlled this too much, it's my turn to take the reins, after all I said that you are my appetizer ...

  James groaned and handed his hands together as if asking her to arrest him.

  - Do what you want, I'm your slave!

  Gisele smiled, kissing him, while subtly driving the male erection to his sex. The two let out sounds of pleasure at the union of their bodies. He hugged her, as if he needed it, Gisele allowed herself while he dictated the rhythm, alternately coming and going, driving them both crazy.

  - Hell, you're going to kill me like that Gisele! - She smiled at his speech.

  - Don't you think it's a good way and die? - Asked teasing him by rolling gently.

  - My goodness, for sure, you are the most beautiful sight that can exist!

  Gisele smiled and kissed him without thinking too lost at the moment to analyze the reasons. He took advantage of it and held her around the waist, printing a new, faster pace that took her, she let it take its course, it was very close to a second climax and that is exactly what happened, but this time, both together, forgetting it from the world around them.

  Gisele collapsed on the Baron's chest, breathing hard, listening to his heart hammering strongly against his ear, in that he closed his eyes for a second saying that it would just be to recover and think of something witty to say to the man, because he knew they always they liked praise after a good fuck, however, it was very connected to the sound of his breathing calming down to his pulse, the gentle touch on his back, so he got drowsy, was distracted once more and he opened his mouth to say that:

  - Making love to you is like going to the moon, indescribable!

  And then Gisele smiled and after that she found out she was too tired to tell herself that they had just fucked, however, something said that even if she got into a long discussion with herself about it, she would not find an answer that was capable of to convince him that he hadn't made love to the Baron.

  £££

  Gisele woke up with the sensation that she had gotten into serious problems, something very strange, considering how she was sleeping ... She sat on the jet bed looking for James, there was no sign of her presence other than his smell, both in her body and in the whole environment. Leaving that voluntary inertia, Gisele got up, going to the small window of the room and discovering that they had already landed, it was already dawn, she also saw the Baron of Blackcastle, he was standing near the ladder of the aerial vehicle talking on the cell phone As little as she saw from his expression, it was easy to distinguish irritation with something, which Gisele wanted to know, maybe even more than finding out where the hell they were, since that airport was unknown to her.

  Noticing movement, she moved away from the window. James in turn ended the call with Jack wanting to take his frustration out on something, however, took a deep breath, controlling himself not to collapse. His partner had no clue and no clue as to what had happened in London, by that time he was expected to know something, however, there they were, completely in the dark and that feeling was totally uncomfortable for the Baron. He hated to feel cheated, without the exact perception of where he stepped or under the control of the chains of his damn life, his business, as well as the whole sordid world that he plunged into, hugging himself.

  - Mr. Watts ... - Your commander called you. - The second plane is ready to go!

  - Splendid, at least that! - Said the Baron. - We leave in ten minutes.

  The commander confirmed as the Baron turned and headed for the Private Jet, but precisely making his way to the special cabin, where Gisele slept. He could not say that being in her company was not a kind of balm, after all, it was enough that the creature under the face of a goddess touched him for the world to become silent along with all the problems that were aligned.

  When James arrived at his destination he found the woman curled up, asleep, just as he had left her, little did he know that that was not true, because with his eyes closed Gisele kept trying to understand; Where he was, the reason he was there, and obviously why the Baron seemed so inclined to leave London so quickly even more in that mood he was clearly trying to disguise. All her doubts were spinning in perfect circles and with no signs that they could be answered, at least not at the moment, it was that it was making her more uncomfortable, being in the “dark” was the same as letting herself be caught by the enemy, she I always knew.

  - Sleeping Beauty...

  She heard the Baron's whisper just as the bed sank with his weight, her heart strangely accelerated, maybe it was anticipation and curiosity, however, she couldn't s
ay for sure. A moment later she felt the kiss on the back of her neck, her whole body shivered, a nervous tightening in her chest appeared and Gisele was half a second terrified until she started to tell herself that this was just a physical reaction from the sexual tension that surrounded them .

  - MS. Linsey? - He called whispering. - Open those stormy green eyes for me ...

  Affectionate kisses were administered up the neck to the female jaw and finally to her lips.

  - Sir Baron! - Whispered softly.

  - Precisely, love ...

  Gisele opened her eyes and found James hovering over her with a singing smile, the look was a mixture of fun and pleasure, absolutely seductive and undeniably different from the irritation she saw in him watching out the window.

  - I see you're in a good mood?

  - How could I not? - His smile got dirty. - Did you forget what you did to me?

  - Did I do it with you? She narrowed her eyes in amusement.

  - Yes...

  - You are a cynic! - She accused and he smiled even more.

  - For sure, baby ... - He stole a kiss too fast. - We have to change planes and you have to feed, so for everything to be faster, I'll take you, okay?

  Gisele blinked, a lot of information was thrown at her, if they said it was not a lie or did not know how to analyze the context, first if they were going to change planes it was because that one had no ability to fly to the place they were going and considering it was to be São Francisco, it all sounded strange, second, if James sounded very pragmatic it was for the simple reason he planned and if he had a chef on the plane, which previously went unnoticed by her, it was due to the fact that it was a long trip, but food she was interrupted by sex and consequently the Baron managed to reallocate things so as not to waste time.

  - I think I do not understand!

  He agreed and then stood up, gave her clean underwear that she put on, James took a simple dress, and asked her to stand.

  - Come, dress here!

  - I hate it when you get obtuse and controlling like that ...