I pull the car in the parking lot of a mall. I turn to look at Quill who's already staring at me.
" Tell me exactly, what are we getting here?"
" A dress and probably some few things. I can't sleep with this because I've been wearing this since God knows when."
Quill looks down at my form planted on the driver's seat.
" You look hot. You're still gonna get hit on while dressed like that." He smiles at me.
" Do you enjoying flirting with me?"
I grab the nearest towel and wrap it around my body. I exit the bathroom into the bedroom and Asa stands there. Hands in his pockets as he stares at the floor to ceiling glass window." What are you doing here!" I ask, my voice barely audible.Asa turns to look at me, his eyes looking down my naked self clad in just a towel. I swallow, feeling naked underneath his gaze." Can I at least get a little privacy. I need to change." I tell him. His gaze still locks with mine as he takes in my features. He looks me down and I badly wanna know what this handsome man is thinking about right now. He
♥AVA♥ Quill parks his car a bit far from the museum and it's walkable. I take a deep breath as I turn to look at Quill. " You'll be fine. I may not have known you for a long time, but I know you got this." He playfully nudges me. " What if shit goes south?" I decided to use Asa's words. Why am I nervous all of a sudden? I've never really done anything like this before. Dressing sexy and attractive just to steal from a crime boss. This is crazy. " If shit goes south, Asa's gonna be here before you know it. I'll be around too, sight seeing if anything suspicious is hanging around. Don't worry, we're here to sort shit out." He assures me. " And activate the earpiece once you're inside. In case of emergency and shit." " Sure." I nod, taking one last deep breath. I open my hand bag and put on the fake medicated glasses. Quill smiles at me. " You look hot as fuck." Quill compliments me.
•AVA• I pull out the heel of my shoe and put it on. I make sure not to take another glance at the dead man before me with a hole in his head. Shivering, I ran down the hallway into the restroom and locked it. I bent down, pulling out the backpack I had hid underneath the counter. I open it and quickly take off my dress and blazer. I pull out a white sneakers and quickly wear them after, putting on the black leggings. I put on a black sports bra and drag a hoodie down my arms and zip it. There's a continuous loud knocking on the bathroom door and I know who it is. I put the dress and the documents inside the backpack and fling the strap around my shoulder. I zip the hoodie and rush to my escape route. Where the fuck is Asa or even Quill?When are they supposed to show up, when I'm dead? " Fucking bitch. You're gonna be dead in my hands." I hear loud grunts and the sound of a g
♥AVA♥ 'This never happened' That fucking douche just bruised my ego. How could he give me my first orgasm in a long time and act like it's a mistake. I mean who treats a woman like that. Taking my bath, I put on a red silk dress that hugs every part of my figure. I wanted to have fun. I just need to forget about Asa and his perfect fingers fucking my pussy. I brush my hair and slip my feet inside my stilettos as I grab my purse. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I know I look beautiful. I walk out of my hotel suite and take the elevator. My mind won't stop drifting back to Asa's lips against my neck, kissing me and teasing me. I imagined his excitement pressed against my butt as he touched me to my orgasm. That was the best stuff I've ever had in a while and he just ruined it because he is an egoistic puss. Fuck him!
♥AVA♥ I grip onto the edge of the sink as I look at my reflection in the restroom. I've been taking a lot of shots for the past two hours and I'm yet to feel drunk. I'm just tipsy and I wanna be drunk. If getting drunk will help my sanity and my brain not to think about Asa's fingers deep inside me working me over the edge, then I'm getting drunk. I reapply lipstick on my lips as I run my fingers down my hair. I'm not supposed to be in this club after stealing that man's wrist watch and wallet considering the fact he could be looking for me now. But I can't leave. I need to get wasted enough so when I wake up tomorrow morning, I should be feeling the hangover. I stare at my reflection for the last time and walk out of the restroom, heading straight to the bar. " You again." The bartender smiles. " I thought you left with your date, I'm surprised to see you here."&nb
ASA I push the door to Ava's hotel room. I slam it shut and press her against the door. She breathes out a breathy moan and my fucking dick had to twitch in my pants. With my hands on either side of her head, I stare down at this beautiful petite woman in front of me. Her red silk dress accentuated her curves and she looks so beautiful. Sexy as fuck. Red looks so beautiful on her and I want to see her in red every single fucking day. Her waist is tiny and her tits, perfect and full. It fits perfectly in my hand and I loved it. Now I want to wrap my lips around her hard nipple as I taste her skin." I should teach you a lesson, you know that don't you?" I ask her. She bites her lip and I almost loose it. Each time I look at her, I always want her perfect little mouth wrapped around my dick as I fucked her mouth. I want to feel her heat with my fingers deep inside her little tight cu
AVA "What the fuck just happened here?" Quill asks as he smirks at me. His eyes glances from Asa to me. This is so fucking awkward. I just got an orgasm from one of the hottest men I've ever seen and Quill had to walk in to make everything seem awkward." What the fuck are you doing here?"" Damn, man. I just got out of the hospital." He smirks at me and walks back to the living room. Asa follows and I shamelessly smooth my already smooth dress. Fuck, I feel embarrassed. For a lot of reasons I'm embarrassed. I let Asa go down on me and it felt so good. Plus Quill already knew something happened between the two of us and it's crazy." I heard you were shot." I tell Quill as he sits down. He sighs and nods. I look at his arm and he's wearing a sling. Shit, was it that bad.
NICHOLAS" Nicholas Xavier, where the fuck are you?" My father's thick voice growls through my phone. Ever since he retired from the Mafia, he's always in my shit just like my fucking baby brother.I grab the redhead's red hair as she sucks my dick rather too unprofessionally." I'm in one of my safehouses father." I grit my teeth as I stare at the wild red hair bobbing up and down my length." Just a second, father." I hiss and mute the call, pulling the redhead off me. " What the fuck, bitch? Are you trying to bite off my cock?" I ask the redhead woman who's still knelt between my thighs." I'm sorry boss."" Just fuck off." I tell her, pulling up my boxers as I try to stand up. She's still in between my legs, staring up at me with wild eyes." I mean get the fuck out of my hous