Chapter 11
Vanessa sensed someone was trailing her. Walking through her hallway with a bag of groceries, she braced herself for a confrontation. Soft footsteps definitely padded behind her. She couldn't imagine them belonging to a man, though that aspect could be intentional.
At her door, she placed the bag on the floor and got her key. The feel of cold metal afforded a measure of reassurance. If someone attempted to rush her, she had some form of protection.
She abruptly turned and checked both sides of the hall. Nothing. She slid the key in the lock and started to turn the knob when someone tapped her shoulder.
Vanessa jumped, then flew around.
"I'm terribly sorry," a beautiful brunette with dazzling blue eyes said. "I didn't mean to startle you."
A sexy voice came from those luscious lips. She had a delectable body—the kind that was instantly noticeable. "You're very quick. I didn't see you a moment ago."
"I'm afraid I've gotten locked out of my apartment. My roommate isn't home. Would you mind if I used your phone? Perhaps I can catch her at work."
Vanessa composed herself. Her traumatic moment was over. "Go right ahead."
"Thanks. By the way, I'm Claudia."
"Vanessa."
Claudia casually strolled through the door and let out a whistle. "It's very cozy in here. Do you rent alone?"
"I had a roommate, but ... she left."
Claudia looked sympathetic. "Must be lonely to be by yourself."
"I don't mind." She mesmerized Vanessa. The woman was physically striking. It seemed odd that she had not seen her gorgeous neighbor before. Claudia would surely have arrested her attention. "The phone is over there."
Claudia sashayed over to the instrument. "I hope this isn't an imposition."
"Not at all," Vanessa said, hauling her bag to the kitchen. "I was about to prepare dinner."
"Oh?" Claudia noted the volume of groceries. "You're cooking for two?"
Vanessa nodded. She'd impulsively invited Jon for a quiet evening. Although it wasn't her habit to entertain guests while on assignment, she couldn't resist. She envisioned a night of pasta and wine, then delicious sex. Jon had really rocked her boat. She looked forward to another session with that virile man.
Claudia placed her call. She turned her back, mumbling into the receiver. Vanessa caught fragments of her conversation. "Yes, she's here. How soon? Excellent. Leave it to me."
Vanessa did not see Claudia dip into her purse, nor withdraw the shiny metal disc. She camouflaged it with her hand. Her brows arched and her lips curled.
The buzzer abruptly sounded. Vanessa strutted to the intercom. "I'm here," Jon announced.
Vanessa smiled. "I hope you've brought your appetite."
"Oh, yeah," he chuckled, "I'm looking right at it. Maybe you can snack on it for a while."
Vanessa, pressing the button, glanced at Claudia. "Sorry. He's got a tremendous sense of humor."
Claudia's lips thinned. The disc burned in her fist. "I can only imagine."
Vanessa ignored her withering look. Jon's imminent arrival preoccupied her. She opened the door and floated into his arms. Their kiss was interrupted by his shocked reaction, which evolved into blatant hostility.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded, staring at Claudia.
"Finishing incomplete business," she succinctly replied.
Jon's frown, and the curt tone Claudia employed, confused Vanessa. "Do you know each other?"
"We're old friends," Claudia explained.
Jon had an instant recovery. "Vanessa, would you excuse us?" He turned to Claudia. "We have a matter to settle."
Claudia smiled. "That won't be necessary."
"I insist."
Claudia recognized the edge in his voice and complied. "Thank you for your kindness, Vanessa. I hope we meet again, soon."
Baffled, Vanessa glanced from Claudia to Jon. Neither bothered to enlighten her about the underlying situation.
Claudia contained her snarl until they were in the elevator. "How dare you interfere. I almost had her." She revealed the disc in her hand. "I was about to put it on her when you arrived."
"Put that thing away." He pulled out a small walkie-talkie from his pocket. "I need you. Meet me out in front."
"Who is that?"
"Never mind. You almost ruined everything with your haste."
Claudia jeered. "Are you mad that I almost spoiled your piece of ass for tonight?"
"That's none of your business. I have control of the situation."
"It's odd you failed to mention it at headquarters. I'm sure our superior will be quite annoyed about that delicate omission."
The elevator doors opened. "Let's go," he barked, unwilling to hear more of her castigation.
Claudia reluctantly followed. Outside, Bill Ellis was behind the wheel of a large black sedan. She grimaced. "Not a chance. I'm not going anywhere with him."
"He's returning you to headquarters," Jon said, opening the door. "You've caused enough trouble."
"I won't go," she hissed.
Jon pushed her into the back. Enraged, Claudia tumbled over the seat. He hopped inside, shutting the door. Bill took pleasure in seeing Claudia undone. Claudia vented him a poisonous look. He continued viewing her malice through the rear view mirror.
"Before I go up there," Jon patiently said, "is there anything I need to know? What have you told her?"
Claudia bared her claws, preparing to scratch Jon. She plunged them into his muscular thigh. He neglected to flinch.
"Tell me," he ordered. "Does she know I'm with B.O.N.E.?"
"What if I mentioned it? She's the enemy." She brandished the disc. "This should have gone on her miserable head. I relished the thought of having her under my power."
Jon stared coldly at her.
"It's too late, anyway. I've informed our superior. He's taken a personal interest in this case, and said he would oversee the interrogation."
The blood drained from Jon's face. "He's coming?"
"Yes. Vanessa Storm has been a thorn in everyone's side." She exhibited the metal disc in her hand. "He'll expect to find her with this on her forehead. We don't want to disappoint him, do we?"
Jon blocked her path. "I'm not letting you anywhere near Vanessa."
Claudia's lips twisted. "So, you've turned traitor. Our superior will be stunned to learn of your treachery. I'll be sure to enlighten him."
"I haven't got time for your nonsense, Claudia. We'll discuss it later."
Snarling, she hurled herself at him. The metal disc came toward his forehead. Jon dodged it, then grabbed his wrist. They struggled in the back, their bodies colliding. Claudia, realizing she was beaten, pulled out all the stops. She fought like a tigress.
Bill mutely witnessed their scuffle. Claudia's screams meant nothing, regardless of her accusations.
"You idiot," she cried. "You're throwing it all away on a woman." She renewed her effort to attach the disc to Jon. He aborted her attempt. "B.O.N.E. will expel you. You will receive a dishonorable discharge by the time I'm done with you."
With a surge of strength, Jon pushed her onto her back. He remained a respectful distance from that brain-manipulating device. Claudia writhed on the seat, hurling invectives.
Bill watched her legs go up, then separate. He glimpsed a pair of black panties beneath her skirt. He thought he saw some dark pubes curl around the front panel. Claudia arched her back, squealing with anger.
"You'll be punished for double-crossing B.O.N.E.!" she condemned. "Traitor!"
Claudia wrestled free of his grip and tried to stick the disc on his forehead. He enclosed her wrist, then turned the mechanism in her direction.
He had had enough of her foolishness, and decided to give her a dose of her own medicine.
"Don't!" she screamed as Jon manipulated her aim. His strength was non-negotiable. The disc descended upon her. "No. Don't put it on me! Bill, for the love of God, help me!"
Bill, having no allegiance to that calculating woman, refused to lift a finger.
Jon's thumb pressed down, securing it to her forehead. Her scream died. Claudia ceased struggling. Her legs slowly dropped around Jon's huffing figure. She pitched on the seat, moaning. Sweat immediately began to dampen her brow.
Jon regarded her subdued figure with disgust. "Get her out of here—fast," he ordered Bill. I've got to salvage the mess she created upstairs."
The door slammed. Jon hustled into Vanessa's building. He was gone in a heartbeat.
Bill calmly pulled away from the curb. Claudia's disjointed sounds reverberated in the car. He drove down the street while glimpsing her sweat-drenched torment in the back. Her skirt was hiked, legs spread. He could still see the errant pubes from her panties.
He spotted an alley several blocks away. Smoothly, he pulled into its sheltering blackness. The faint city lights flickered in the background. He turned off the ignition, then gazed at her.
Claudia undulated, subjected to the same fever she inflicted on her victims. Those lips seductively moved. Those big tits rose and fell with each tortured breath.
He climbed into the back, kneeling between her sleek legs. The sight of her set him on fire.
He removed the disc from her forehead. Her eyes focused on him. He found no repugnance in her expression. She genuinely panted for him.
"Okay, baby," he said, yanking down his zipper. His swollen cock extended from his fly. "Beg me for it."
Claudia squirmed in frustration. She fanned her hands over his stomach, progressing toward that fat dick. "Give it to me," she whimpered. "Fuck me."
Bill backed away, relishing her misery. "What's the magic word?"
"Please."
He leaned toward her. Claudia grabbed his rigid shaft. She looked as though she'd never seen one so marvelous. Bill felt as though he was hung like an elephant. She jerked, drawing strong pulsations.
He couldn't get over her visible delight. The disc merely stripped her other emotions away. It was the same Claudia, minus the attitude.
"You like it, don't you?" he muttered.
Her legs separated. Bill could see the dark pubes twisting around the front section. His mouth went dry. Hungrily, he tore them off. That sought-after pussy was his for the taking.
Claudia gazed at Bill. Weakness flooded her. He swooped between her damp fur, then plugged it with that bloated cockhead. "Oh, God."
"Yeah," he groaned, cramming himself into her snatch. Claudia's juicy snatch covered him. Her pupils rolled into their sockets. He hung her legs over his shoulders as he drove himself into that squishy center. "Oh, yeah. This is where I belong."
Claudia savored that hard, penetrating thing. Bill's wide member nearly split her in two. She shoved herself at it, gobbling that stiff cock. "I want all of you, baby. Jam yourself in my pussy."
"With pleasure." He rammed himself to the balls. Claudia's lips curved in delight. She gyrated her hips, urging him to pump her. He slid in and out of her cunt. "You're so fucking tight. Let's see if I can't loosen you up."
"Yes. Please. I want every bit of that monster."
She said it with such conviction, he disbelieved his hearing. "You said the magic word." He plunged into that slick hole, committing his entire resources to their mutual gratification.
She welcomed his every thrust. He sliced into her pussy, stroking that clenching hole. She moaned aloud, aching from his pulsing diameter. Its shivering twist afforded her a powerful thrill.
He opened her blouse and took out her tits. Those enormous boobs bulged in his hands. Claudia was stacked. His hands slid up and down her body, then returned to those fleshy globes. He palmed those swollen nipples. Claudia whimpered.
"Squeeze my tits," she begged. "Tweak my nipples."
He scooped her tits together, bringing the nubs together. They looked too appetizing. He fit both simultaneously in his mouth and sucked.
"Oh, yeah," Claudia moaned. "Use your teeth."
Bill nibbled gently on those thick stubs. They were the most delicious ones in existence. He drew upon them while fucking her warm, wet pussy.
Claudia clutched his ass, dragging him to her. His dick sank even further into her cunt. His balls rested on her silky flesh. She wrapped her juicy lips around his cock and milked him.
"You're going to make me cum," he groaned.
Bill released her large breasts and captured that undulating butt. Clamping down, he pulled her toward him. Her cunt swallowed him whole. He crushed his groin to her quivering mound. Back and forth he went, enjoying its succulent grip. That pussy fucked him again and again, catching the skin of his cock. The urge to explode flared.
"Fuck me," Claudia sighed, enjoying the feel of those pulsations inside her. Bill drilled into her cunthole, thickly packing it. "Fuck me. Harder. Don't stop."
He answered her wish. Moving his hips, he immersed himself into that wet snatch. She received his full measure. Luscious noises emanated from their merged flesh. He listened to her dripping acceptance of him. She feverishly responded to its propulsion.
"Move that ass, baby," Bill croaked. "Bring it to me. Come back to me with that soaked cunt."
"Ohhhh," she whimpered, impaling herself. "Oh, yeah. Ohhhh."
"Keep it coming," he gasped, clenching his teeth. He expelled stale air from his lungs. "Come on, baby. Stroke me. Oh, yeah. More."
Leaning toward him, she moaned. That massive thing pried her apart.
Bill began fingering her. He jiggled her clit fast, overloading her senses. "Do you like that? Huh, baby? Want more?"
She furiously nodded.
"I'm going to make you cum so hard." Wiggling her button, he felt her constrict. "Oh, yeah. Make yourself tight around me, baby. Squash me with that pussy."
Claudia shrank around his throbbing cock. "I want you to explode."
Bill felt the blood drain from his face. With that, he yanked himself out of her pussy and let her have it. Hot cum squirted over her tits. He groaned as it spurted onto those jiggling globes.
Claudia went numb. Orgasm ravaged her body. She felt Bill splatter her damp flesh, yet didn't care. Jism rained over her climaxing figure. She rocked frantically on the seat, gasping for air.
Bill immediately began spreading his hot goo over her nipples. Her tits had a creamy finish. He coated those soft, full breasts, distributing a generous amount over her distended nubs. The aroma of his spent fluid drifted through the car.
When he was through, he wiped the excess cum onto her face. Claudia blissfully received it. He drew not a single complaint.
He revolved her lips after smearing her cheeks. Claudia opened her mouth and took him inside. He could feel her tongue teasing him back to rigidity.
"I knew it," he said with a smile, "that one day, I'd end up right in this exact spot."