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

towards me. It was not the Russians. It was rowdy guests, throngs of them. I could tell they had just come back from a festive outing. They quickly dispersed into their rooms. None of them even seemed to notice me. Just that fast, they had disappeared.
     
    I stood in the corridor in the lull of their quiet. My heart beat like a base drum. I felt my leg shaking, pulse quaking. My nerves were on edge, as if I was about the have an anxiety attack. I knocked on Makar’s door with the half gallon of vodka in hand. I had never been so scared in my entire life. To this day, I don’t know what compels me, enthralling me with the allure of the heist. Maybe there was such a thing as a reincarnation, and I was the metaphysical manifestation of it, or her; my great-grandmother, the matriarch of a band of gypsy thieves.
     

     
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    Makar opened the door cautiously. For some reason, he glowered at me, and then craned his neck out in the hall suspiciously.
     
    “Where is Andrei?” he asked, apprehensively looking both ways down the hall.
     
    I could see a gun in his hand as I gave him a subtle shrug and cavorted my body, making my breasts jiggle by shuffling my feet and thrusting them forward as I attempted to pass him the vodka. “He walked downstairs to check on some man named Nestor. He told me to tell you he would look out so that the two of us can be together, and I can please you in any way you like, but only for fifteen minutes so that you and I can be alone.” I said in a patois of lust, and licked the rim of my lips like I couldn’t wait to suck his cuck.
     
    Makar bunched his eyebrows together in a tight line across his forehead, skeptically. He didn’t believe me. Right then, I knew I was losing him fast. I needed a different method, a different approach. I feigned boredom and did a plié that made my dress whirl, showing off my ass cheeks when I abruptly walked away.
     
    “I will go get him for you. There are other men down in the lobby that would like my services.” I started to walk away.
     
    “Hey! Hey! Come, hurry!” Makar called after me. He had changed his mind.
     
    I turned around slowly, a ringlet of blond hair fell over my forehead, partially blocking my left eye as I looked at him. He waved me into his suite. I quickly followed.
     
    I glanced at the Rolex that Marcus had given me as I walked inside. The time was 8:32 I needed to move fast. The room was unkempt. Clothes were strewn everywhere. There was a musky male scent in the room. Room service had delivered steak and lobster. The table was cluttered with leftover food, knives and folks. A television blared loudly.
     
    Makar quickly bolted the door and locked it. He turned around in haste, and moved towards me quickly in only a few strides. He grabbed my blouse, reaching for my breast. I heard something tear. To my dismay, he still had the metal briefcase cuffed to his wrist. This presented a major problem. Were the Russians still that Gothic?
     
    Makar’s fevered breath was hot on my breast, slobbering and salivating as a hand groped my ass, cupping my cheeks.
     
    “Stop!” I yelled as I pulled away from him. He panted and groaned his disappointment. For a brief moment, I saw his face flash anger.
     
    “What is wrong?” He snorted. His shoulders slumped.
     
    “Take off that thing.” I pointed at the metal briefcase begrudgingly.
     
    “I cannot do that. I do not have the key to open it. Only my commander can open it,” he said with doldrums. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
     
    I raised my voice incredulously, “So you sleep and bathe with that thing on?”
     
    Makar looked at me annoyed and replied tersely, “This is protocol. Every four to eight hours if I like, I am relieved of briefcase. Now suck my cock.” he said capriciously and took out his penis.
     
    He tried to force me to my knees. The entire time, my mind was in a trance, submerged in intricate thoughts and plots. I was trying to think of a way