Chapter 12

David and Nikita soaped up each other’s bodies, rubbing her breasts side to side over his chest. Water pooled between her breasts as his tongue probed her mouth, her hand stroking his soapy cock. She washed his back, kissing the bullet wound scars on his back and shoulder.

“I should be dead ten times over from being shot, involved in hand-to-hand combat, jumping through windows, or involved in car wrecks.”

Dried and refreshed, she went to her bag, and he admired her lean body as she covered it with a low top and short skirt.

“I love how your eyes drink in the beauty of my body.”

“You look like a high-class call girl.”

“I’ve pretended to be one on a previous mission. You get to have me for free.”

He heated slices of pizza in the microwave as she poured them some drinks. “We’ll have to agree on the date we got married,” she said, looking at her phone. “Does December 4th sound okay?”

“That’s fine with me. We met earlier in the year in Paris through mutual friends.”

“We fell madly in love and have been fucking our brains out ever since.”

“What details can you tell me about our mission?”

“President Zelensky is supposed to deliver a public speech on December 19th to commemorate St. Nicholas Day. It’s an Orthodox observance. He usually has heavy security.”

“Do you know how many are trying to kill the president?”

“One for sure, possibly two. I’m going to meet my Russian contact outside of Kyiv. I’m to draw you out into the open as bait so he can kill you, then the President. You might recognize him when you see him. Remember the car chase you were in in Russia the other year? The assassin who killed your girlfriend was named Kirill and a member of Russia’s Secret Service. He has a twin brother, also in the secret service, and he vows to avenge his brother’s death by killing you and causing friction between the Ukrainian and U.S. governments by framing you for the President’s assassination.”

“Why are you telling me all this?”

“I told you, I play both sides against each other for my benefit, and right now, your side is winning.”

“We should make it an early night; we have a long drive to Kyiv.”

“I agree, and a new bride should taste her husband’s cum.”

Nikita led him to the bedroom, where she let him remove her top and skirt. She made him naked, then knelt at his feet. She caressed and stroked the shaft of his cock, bringing it to life.

David liked her brown eyes looking at him as she sucked and licked all around his cock. He watched her take it deeper and deeper into her mouth, his balls tapping against her chin. He thought Marie and Rita were good cock suckers. Nikita had them beat for the pleasure it gave him.

“I may enjoy being aggressive in my lovemaking, but I don’t mind being submissive to the right man.”

“Am I the right man?”

“Yes! Tie my hands behind my back.” David took his belt off his pants, trying her wrists at her lower back. “Now, make me suck on your cock. Fuck my mouth, then let me take your cum down my throat!”

He stood in front of her, her mouth hungeringly devouring his cock. She sucked hard and deep, then she paused. “Hold my head and fuck my mouth!” She directed.

He did as asked, lightly gripping her head over the ears and humping, burying his cock with each deep thrust.

“Ugg, ugg, ugg!” She’d say with each push.

He had to pause several times, sure that she was about to faint from the lack of air. “Don’t stop! Wouldn’t you treat a whore like this?”

“No.”

“I want your cum down my throat, then leave my hands tied and have some fun with me.”

David administered gentle punishment as he fucked her mouth. He’d pause to let her catch her breath, then, back deep in her mouth, he could feel her throat muscles contract around the hard shaft as she swallowed.

“Are you ready?” She nodded, and he continued, feeling his pressure building. Her mouth formed a pussy-like ring around his cock as it erupted deep into her throat. He grunted with spasm; she coughed, some cum leaking out of her mouth. She moaned her pleasure, sucking deep and hard. Swallowing every drop she could.