"Again?" I mumbled in confusion, trying to keep my thoughts focused. God, she was so hot!
"I don't want my second kiss to be with that fucking pervert either," she whispered, licking her lips and then leaning forward, pressing her mouth to mine again.
This time, there were no soft kisses. Her lips crushed into mine and her tongue pushed past my own, sliding against it with a hungry need. She moaned into my mouth again, her hands running through my hair, her nails scraping lightly over my neck and shoulders.
My own hands were still on her waist, holding her close, my fingers stroking lightly over the bare skin of her stomach, caressing her back. But soon they moved down her hips to her ass, gripping her firm round butt cheeks tightly and squeezing them.
She gasped against my mouth, breaking the kiss, and stared at me for a moment before smirking and leaning forward again, kissing me harder this time, biting on my lip, and sucking on my tongue.
"Fuck..." I groaned when she broke away after a while, both of us panting heavily. She smiled at me, her eyes glazed over with desire.
"I-I don't want my third kiss to be with him either," she whispered breathlessly, licking her lips. Her cheeks flushed and her brown eyes staring into mine, "Nor my fourth!"
"You're right... w-what do you suggest?" I asked with an earnest look, trying to keep myself calm. My heart was racing; my pulse pounding in my ears. She looked so sexy with her tits heaving with each breath, her chest rising and falling, her nipples poking through her top.
Her hands on my neck moved down, rubbing my shirt softly. Her eyes were fixed on mine.
"Kiss me more," she mumbled, staring into my eyes, "Kiss me until we've lost count."
She leaned forward again, giving me a soft tender peck on my lips, before pulling back slightly and staring at me expectantly. I swallowed nervously; my throat dry and my heart beating so hard against my chest it felt like it would burst.
"I'm pretty good with math," I whispered hoarsely, "It'll be difficult to lose count."
"We'll see about that, Mr. Bond!" she said playfully, grinning with an evil glint in her eyes, "We have a long time till tomorrow for me to make you lose count."
"Just kissing?" I mumbled, this time it was more of a hopeful question than a statement.
"Just kissing," she replied, nodding firmly and pulling me forward, crushing her lips against mine.
I barely heard a whisper escape her lips and wasn't sure if I really heard it or not, "For now..."
***
I woke up the next morning to find Ileana cuddled up to me, her arms wrapped around me, and her face buried against my chest. We had kept making out till late into the night, losing all track of time. Eventually, we fell asleep together in each other's arms on the bed.
I looked at her beautiful face, her eyes closed and her long eyelashes fluttering faintly, her soft pink lips parted slightly.
God! She was gorgeous!
My eyes wandered downwards, admiring her body more freely now. I guess 33 kisses gave me a bit of liberty. Her tits were pressed against me and I could feel the hardness of her nipples poking through the thin material of her tank top; her full round breasts squashed against my chest. My hands were around her waist, and they seemed to wander under her top on their own, feeling her soft skin, her flat stomach, her toned waist.
I looked at the clock, it was just after 6 AM. So, I just lay there for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of her warm soft body against mine. I couldn't help but chant a silent prayer to thank God for last night.
I felt her stir in my arms about fifteen minutes later, mumbling something unintelligible as she stretched and yawned. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at me, smiling brightly before snuggling closer to me.
"Morning," she mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes and stretching out again.
"Good morning," I mumbled lazily and instinctively leaned down and gave her a soft peck on her lips.
"Hmmm," she moaned softly, looking up at me with a shy smile. "Thirty-four," she mumbled groggily.
"Hmm?" I asked, feeling confused.
"That was our thirty-fourth kiss," she replied with another sleepy smile, and then leaned in and pressed her lips to mine again, her tongue sliding over mine, "Thirty-five now, and you said you were good at math."
"Oh right," I mumbled, rolling my eyes and laughing, "Did you sleep well?"
"I haven't slept that peacefully in years. I always worried about the goons when I was their captive," she pulled herself up a little, cuddling closer to me before continuing, "and even after being freed, sleeping alone used to give me nightmares for a while now. So, thank you!"
"For what?"
"For being a good friend," she replied softly, her fingers tracing the contours of my face lightly, "For helping me. For giving me my first kiss. For making me feel safe."
"I still can't believe you let a nerd like me kiss you," I admitted with a grin.
"What do you mean 'nerd'. You are amazing," she whispered and looked up at me with an irritated pout, "Don't call yourself that, or I'll get mad."
"Ok, ok," I mumbled in surrender, not wanting to upset her.
"What's your favourite memory?" she asked suddenly.
"What?" I asked, feeling confused again at her sudden change of topic.
"Hmm," she mumbled, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "Tell me about the memory that makes you happy when you think of it."
"I don't know," I muttered, the first thing popping into my mind was our first kiss, but I felt it would be too cheesy to say that out aloud. I thought for a moment, trying to think of something else to say. But all I could think of was her, of the time we'd spent together. It was so special, so fun, and so exciting.
"Oh, come on," she insisted and nudged me lightly with her elbow, "Tell me!"
"Well, when I got my first camera," I lied as I traced her soft pink lips with my finger. She parted them slightly and she gave my finger a soft kiss.
Then she looked at me with a shrewd smile and bit my finger playfully, making me wince in pain, "What? You don't believe me?"
She rolled her eyes, "I've lived with you for two days and I can already tell when you are lying."
"Ok, fine... What about you? What is your favourite memory?" I asked, trying to change the topic onto her.
"I'm not telling a liar about my favourite memory," she replied with an evil glint in her big brown eyes and then suddenly she started tickling my ribs. I gasped and squirmed under her assault, laughing uncontrollably. This girl was crazy.
"Aaagh! Stop!" I cried out, laughing so hard it hurt. She giggled and stopped for a second, resting her chin on my chest and looking at me with a mischievous grin.
"Tell me the truth, or I'll start again," she threatened and gave me another evil grin.
"Ok! Ok! Fine!" I muttered breathlessly, "My favourite memory is when I kissed you..."
"So cheesy!" she said after a moment, rolling her eyes with an exasperated expression, "But... good answer!"
I laughed and looked at her, still smiling from our little tickling match, "So what's yours?"
But she didn't answer and instead leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine softly and slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I moaned against her mouth, my hands coming up to caress her back, slipping under the top to feel her skin.
After a few minutes of our passionate kissing, we broke apart, both of us gasping slightly.
"Thirty-six..." she muttered as she got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
"We won't lose count if your keep calling it out like that!" I said with an exasperated look. But she popped her head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth, grinning cheekily.
"I don't care. You promised to help me lose count. So just keep kissing me until I forget," she said and pulled her brush out and stuck her tongue out at me before disappearing back into the bathroom.
I chuckled, rolling my eyes at her antics. 'What had Suraj Bhaiya gotten me into?'
***
We decided to enjoy the attached pool once we were done with our breakfast. I got into the water first, waiting for her to join me. And to my surprise, Ileana decided to wear the same pink bikini that she had tried on the first day.
"You said I looked hot in this," she said with an innocent smile when she caught me staring at her as she got into the pool. I couldn't take my eyes off her; she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair tied in a messy bun. Her breasts looked even bigger in the skimpy pink bikini, and her ass was so round and firm. She looked like a fucking goddess!
She caught me ogling her, smirking at me as she walked over to me. The pool was quite shallow, so it reached only up to our waists. Her breasts looking so fucking hot with the drops of water running down her cleavage.
"Where were we at?" she asked coyly as she stepped closer to me, putting her arms around my neck.
"Stop keeping count you crazy woman!" I said with an exasperated sigh, but she grinned mischievously and pressed herself against me. Her tits pressed against my chest, making my cock harden even more at the contact.
"But I like it when you kiss me," she whispered and leaned in and kissed me softly, her tongue slipping into my mouth to caress mine.
"You're crazy," I muttered against her lips, kissing her back passionately, while my hands wandered over her body. They ran up her sides, cupping her breasts for a moment before continuing over her shoulders. She moaned into my mouth, her own hands exploring my bare chest and shoulders.
"Shut up and do your job, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, nibbling on my lips before deepening the kiss again. Her tongue danced inside my mouth and her hands wandered to the back of my neck, her fingers twinning themselves in my hair. My own hands roamed her body, feeling her soft skin under my fingers, her back, her hips, her thighs...
I was expecting some resistance when my fingers reached her ass, but I was surprised when Ileana didn't stop me from groping her round ass cheeks firmly. I moaned against her lips, my other hand coming down to join the first, my cock throbbing hard in my trunks, pressing against her stomach.
She broke away from our kiss after a while and gave me a shy, innocent smile, "Thirty... Thirty-seven..."
***
Moonlight Lounge, 7 PM
I fidgeted nervously as I took my place behind a pillar at the far side of the restaurant, trying to get an angle where I had a clear view of Ileana and Narayan.
Another generous tip to the hostess and the staff in advance, from the money Suraj Bhaiya had given me, had ensured that they would be seated at a prime spot for photos, and I would have a clear line-of-sight. But I still felt nervous, I had no idea how tonight would play out.
Narayan was the first to arrive, he looked quite confident as he sat down in his seat and ordered a drink, waiting for his date to show up. He was wearing a grey suit with a blue tie and looking very dapper for once. I felt a twinge as a wave of jealousy ran through me when I looked at the bastard through my viewfinder. This fucking old asshole was going to kiss Ileana!
I took a few shots from my position, trying to keep my thoughts from wandering off into a dangerous territory, as I contemplated any alternative to this. But I needed to focus on getting the evidence we needed for Suraj Bhaiya. To save his family and also for Pooja and Jhanvi Didi.
I was lost in thought when I got a call from her. I plugged in my AirPods to my ear.
"I'm coming in. Stay close, please," she muttered nervously.
"Don't worry, you can trust me," I whispered back reassuringly, "and keep the call running with your phone turned down on the table."
I saw the hostess walking towards the table with Ileana in tow, and I nearly dropped my camera at the sight of her. She hadn't shown me what she had planned to wear, and I could have never imagined her looking this hot!
She wore a tight, off-the-shoulder black cocktail dress that clung to her sexy body like a second skin, hugging her every curve perfectly. Her soft, full tits pushed up and looked so fucking tempting. She had left her hair down and it fell around her face, framing her pretty face beautifully. She wore red lipstick on her full pouty lips, accentuating their natural beauty even more and giving her a sultry look. She looked absolutely radiant and gorgeous!
Narayan's reaction was no different. He stood up, his mouth gaping open at the sight of her, looking her up and down like a hungry wolf staring at a juicy morsel. I felt that surge of jealousy run through me again and gritted my teeth.
"Ahh... you look beautiful..." Narayan said with a wide smile, taking her hand in his and kissing it.
I wanted to break his face!
"You're such a gentleman," she replied with a shy smile and sat down at the table gracefully. She put her phone on the table, and I could hear the conversation clearly.
Over the next 15 minutes or so, I watched her play him like a violin, laughing at his stupid jokes, and flirting with him shamelessly. He seemed to be completely smitten by her already, hanging onto every word that came out of her mouth.
"I'm glad that we could do this tonight," she said with a soft smile, "You are so sweet..."
"The pleasure's all mine," Narayan replied suavely, "Would you like to get a drink?"
"Oh, yes, please," she replied with a grin. As she turned to call the hostess, he interrupted her.
"Wait, let me get you a cocktail, something you have never tasted before. I'm quite good with these things," he said confidently and stood up, walking towards the bar.
"He's acting a bit odd. He could have kissed me already by now," she mumbled softly to herself, knowing I could hear her. I was thinking the same thing.
"Please be careful, Ileana," I muttered to myself, watching Narayan return a few minutes later with two drinks in hand.
"This is a special drink, called a 'Russian Rose'," he said with a smile, putting one down in front of Ileana.
"You should know I'm not good with alcohol," she replied coyly and giggled, taking a sip of it. She made a satisfied sound and licked her lips slowly, "Wow, you're right. I've never tasted anything like this before."
'Come on you old fucker! Make a move already!' I thought with frustration.
However, over the next 10 minutes, things started to get weird. I saw Narayan looking at his phone frequently, looking around like he was waiting for something to happen. And to add to that, Ileana seemed to be a bit more buzzed than she should have been after just one glass of a light cocktail!
Something was off, and I wondered if I should step in and end this, when an older guy about Narayan's age walked over to the table. He stared at Ileana with a look of lust in his eyes.
"Hey, there," he said with a smile, standing beside the table.
Narayan looked up at him with a smile, "Ah, yes... you're here. Let's go for a walk, shall we?"
'The Fuck!' I thought to myself, feeling confused by this whole situation.
"Ahh... are we leaving now?" Ileana slurred and smiled up at him.
I stepped out immediately; this was not what we had signed up for! I took a step towards the group when a bulky looking man appeared out of nowhere and blocked my way.
"Sir, I'm from the security. We don't allow photography inside the restaurant," the guard said firmly to me, stopping me from approaching them.
"Yes, my friend and I wanted to take you out for a nice moonlight walk near the beach," Narayan's voice came through on my phone, "You'll be fine, dear, we are just going to go for a short stroll."
'FUCK!' I tried to push past the bulky guard, but he held me in place, blocking my view. Then, suddenly I heard Ileana's voice in my ears.
"Mmmh, that sounds romantic," she giggled. As she stood up, she stumbled, "But... I feel a bit dizzy."
I fucking lost it at this point. I had to get to her! With all my strength, I pushed against the guard, but he wouldn't budge. Instead, he knocked me back onto the floor. My AirPods fell out of my ear and skidded under a nearby table. Luckily, the hostess I had paid off, came running to my aid as she heard the scuffle.
It took a minute or two for her to pull the security guy away from me and let me go. But as I rushed to their table, her clutch was gone, but I found Ileana's phone still there where she had left it. My partner was gone!
'Fuck!'
***
Narayan glanced over his shoulder as they stepped out of the restaurant, hoping that no one would see them leave with the girl in such a state. She was barely conscious, stumbling around drunkenly and slurring words.
He had been surprised at how quickly the drugs had taken effect on her. But then again, he had been generous with the dose. She was so hot that he didn't want to risk her changing her mind.
Beside him, his best friend Manohar smiled broadly and slipped a hand around her waist, pulling the young girl against him. "Damn, how did you get so lucky tonight?" he asked, staring down at her face before turning back to his friend.
"I'm just that good," Narayan replied with a smirk, "she was practically begging for it."
"And you're sure she's alone?" Manohar pressed on, knowing how much his friend enjoyed these little 'encounters'. He looked at the girl in his grasp; she was so fucking hot!
"Oh, yeah, she told me her rich boyfriend had dumped her," Narayan replied with a smug grin. They were walking down towards the parking lot. Their room wasn't the ideal place. His wife knew he was staying here for a 'conference' and she was suspicious enough to check out if he had anyone stay over during the night!
"She's not from around here," he continued with an evil grin, "so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, she'll probably not remember enough to tell anyone about this once we are finished with her."
Narayan opened his car, and they laid her out in the backseat, "You drive and I'll sample the goods on the way."
Her dress rode up her thighs when he pushed her in, those sexy legs that she had shown off at the pool. He had been lusting after her ever since. He licked his lips and got into the back seat with her, tracing his fingers along her inner thighs, "Mmm... you really are one sexy bitch..." he whispered.
"Mmmm, Vivaan," she mumbled drunkenly; her eyes closed. She didn't seem to realize what was happening.
"Yeah, that's right, Vivaan is gonna fuck you good," he growled and indicated to his friend to drive out of the parking lot. His fingers pulling down her dress slowly to reveal her breasts.
She wore a lacy red bra, and her tits were huge! The cups pushed them upwards, and they looked so fucking hot. He felt his cock harden in his pants, his hand reaching out to squeeze her breasts roughly through her bra, pinching her nipple between his fingers.
She moaned and arched her back, turning her head towards him and opening her eyes slightly. She looked confused for a second but then smiled at him sleepily, "I haven't lost count, you know..." she mumbled drunkenly.
"She's completely out of it," Narayan chuckled and looked up at Manohar, who was glancing back with an evil grin on his face, while they drove off. "Get us someplace nice and quiet. This is gonna be one fun night!"
His friend laughed, turning the wheel, speeding up as they hit the highway, "Hey don't have all the fun, leave some for me..."
*CRASH*
***
Vivaan's POV
I felt a rush of adrenaline pumping through my veins. I had never driven this fast before. My hands gripped the steering wheel firmly and the engine roared in front of me. I was driving like a madman on those twisting roads, but I didn't care!
'Please be safe. Just hold on!' I muttered to himself, glancing at my phone for directions.
Luckily, Bhaiya had left us a car to use for the mission and I had rushed downstairs towards the parking lot. The tracker I had placed in her clutch bag was active and showed her to be moving on the road.