Billionairess Thief (An Erotic Tale)

Billionairess Thief (An Erotic Tale) by Leo Sullivan Read Free Book Online

Book: Billionairess Thief (An Erotic Tale) by Leo Sullivan Read Free Book Online
Authors: Leo Sullivan
the feeling was so erotic. My pussy was already hyper sensitive to the touch.
     
    Andrei spread my labia with his forefinger and thumb, and began to suck on my swollen clitoris and nibbled on it whole. At the same time, he inserted three fingers inside my pussy, fondling me as if he was trying to steal nectar from my body. I came instantly, with gushes and convulsions that rocked my body. Absentmindedly, I pressed his face against my body so tightly that I suffocated him. He pulled away and expelled a deep breath as he looked at me with a feral, fiendish, grin, and then struggled with his pants. The gun was back in his waist holster. He took out his cock. He had a magnificent tool, it was long and curved to the side. He stroked himself licentiously, then leaned forward and placed one of my legs on his shoulder as he prepared to penetrate me.
     
    “Hold up! Wait!” I said and sat up on the couch.
     
    “What is wrong?” he asked with lust in his eyes.
     
    “We need to use a condom,” I said for an excuse to stall him. I had no intention of having sex with this man.
     
    “Where you got condoms at? Hurry!” he said in a husky voice.
     
    I got up from the couch, grabbed the glass off the table, and began to pour both of us drinks.
     
    “What are you doing?” he asked impatiently, and walked over just as I was about to pour the drug into his glass.
     
    “I want to have a quick drink first, then fuck your brains out.” I said with mock lust and stood on tiptoe to kiss him deeply. I dumped the contents of the vial into his glass while he was not looking.
     
    “Here! A drink to a good fuck!” I said, passing him the glass. He took it, tossed the drink down, and frowned. I imitated him and tossed mine down too. It burned like a fiery hell down my throat.
     
    Suddenly, he grabbed me and pulled me tightly against his chest. “No more time for games. I want you NOW!”
     
    I could smell the alcohol on his breath. His hard shaft was pressed against my thigh. I could feel it throbbing as he palmed my ass and squeezed it. That’s when I detected movement in my peripheral. I looked over to see Mark step out of the closet and walked over behind Andrei with his gun in hand. I almost fainted. That’s when it happened. Andrei began to stagger like he had just been hit with a hard over hand right, as his eyes bucked wide. He shook his head from side to side, then squinted at me like his vision was blurred, and he was seeing double, maybe even triple. Then he keeled over, head first. The sound made a loud thump. His penis stood up, waving like a flag pole.
     
    “What do we do now?” I raised my voice as I stepped forward and looked down at Andrei. Mark looked at his watch, then at the unconscious Andrei sprawled out on the floor with his penis erect.
     
    “You need to get into the room with Makar, and get those diamonds.” Mark responded as he bent down to check Andrei’s pulse. I could tell his mind was distant, elsewhere, as if he really wasn’t listening to me. He took Andrei’s gun and stuffed it into the spin of his back.
     
    “You have about an hour before Nestor wakes up to do his check up on this security team, and less than that before Alexander, the guy that was stationed at the door returns with the rest of the Russians. They’ll come back earlier, and make it appear to Nestor when he makes his rounds, that they were never gone.”
     
    I had begun to fidget and pace the room nervously. My thoughts whirled a mile a minute. “How do you know this?” I said in a strained voice that was foreign to me.
     
    Fear was burrowing into my soul. I didn’t know the habits of the Russians, and with everything said and done, I couldn’t trust Mark. I know his real interest lied in stealing the diamonds.
     
    “I told you I had prostitutes entertaining the Russians at the bar. Liquor makes for lose tongues. One of the prostitutes told me this because she also gets paid for the information she provides

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