Asa's POV
I thrusted slowly savoring the way her back arched into me, her p***y squeezing tightly on my d**k as I thrust in and out.
I pulled her close, one hand holding her breast while the other held her by the throat squeezing just tightly enough for her to beg me to squeeze harder and thrust faster.
"Yes..." She moaned as I thrusted and she reached for my hand, putting one of my fingers into her mouth and sucked it.
"hmmm...." She moaned.
"You are so naughty." I whispered in her ears.
I thrusted harder, going faster this time while she began to moan loudly. And just as she started vibrating, a signal that she was c*mming, I also let go and we both released at the same time. I thrusted deep pushing beyond the very limit of her inside as I c*m in her and stayed inside her p***y briefly, catching my breath.
"We're insane," she whispered.
"Probably," I breathed, resting my forehead at the back of her head. "But tell me you regret it."
"Not even close." Her laugh came out low, breathless.
We stayed like that for a while, just breathing each other in.
She rested her forehead against the car we rested on for a short while before I finally pulled out. She loud a soft moan immediately which made me hard again and wanted to penetrate her again, going for another round. But I had to control myself. She turned around immediately looking at me without saying a word. And then she got on her knees and lifted my d**k with one finger teasingly while inserting it whole into her mouth. This girl is crazy. She sucked for a couple of minutes before c*m inside her mouth and she smiled, letting a little of my c*m trace down her lips while she swallowed the rest. She wipe the c*m that leaked out with her finger and licked it.
"God help me if I don't marry you." I said to her, still recovering from the ejaculation.
She let out a laugh as if she knew it was a joke and she was perfectly okay with it. I leaned back against the car and exhaled, still catching my breath, while she tried to smooth her dress back into something resembling order.
"Well," she said with a grin, "that was… spontaneous."
"That's one word for it." I reached out and fixed a stray strap on her shoulder. "You're trembling."
"I'm fine," she said quickly. "Just… maybe a little dizzy."
"Understandable," I said, my mouth twitching into a smirk I couldn't suppress.
"Don't flatter yourself." She gave me a playful shove, laughing.
"Never," I said. "But for the record, you started it."
"I did not!" Her eyes widened in mock offense
"Yes, you did. You came over to me, remember? And you pulled me outside."
"Fine. Maybe I did." She bit her lip, pretending to think. "But you didn't have to follow through."
"I always finish what I start," I said calmly, leaning closer.
I could've kissed her again, right there, but then Marco's voice cut through the moment.
"Boss."
Eliana jumped slightly and turned around. Marco stood a few feet away from us, trying to look anywhere but directly at us. The expression on his face was a mix of apology and urgency.
I straightened up immediately to attend to him. Old habits.
"Marco." I said, my voice returning to its usual firmness.
"Apologies for the interruption boss, but it's urgent."
"Can it wait?" I asked.
"I don't think so, Boss."
Eliana's eyes flicked between us, confusion flickering across her face.
"'Boss'?" she repeated softly, looking at me.
Marco gave me a sharp, questioning glance, as if silently asking how much she knew or rather, why she didn't know who I was. I waved him off.
"It's just what my men call me," I said casually, slipping my jacket on. "Don't read too much into it."
"Your men." She said with a frown, unconvinced.
Marco cleared his throat, clearly wanting to disappear.
"I'll wait by the car," he said, and retreated quickly into the shadows.
"That sounded… suspicious." Eliana said with a teasing smirk on her face.
"What can I say? I'm full of surprises." I smiled faintly.
"Do you really have to go?" She finally asked after a momentary pause.
"I do." I brushed my thumb over her cheek, memorizing the warmth there. "But you'll see me again."
"Promise?"
"Yeah," I said finally. "Promise. Besides, you have my new card. You can call me anytime."
She smiled and for a second I wished I could stay. But Marco's silhouette was waiting by the car, and the night was pulling me back into the world I couldn't escape.
We walked away from where we were together as she followed me to where I had parked. I opened the car door, then turned to her.
"Go inside," I said gently. "Find your friends. I'll wait till you've gone in."
"Be careful, Asa." She said, slipping her hand into mine for a fleeting moment.
"Always." I squeezed her fingers lightly before letting go.
And then I watched her walk back toward the glowing lights of the club. She waved before she got into the club, her figure swallowed by the lights. And then I got into the car and we drove off into the darkness of my own world. The kind of darkness that didn't leave room for softness.
Marco sat beside me and brought out a little folder, handing it over to me. It contained pictures of my missing cargo and some unidentified groups.