He did not know what made him say that. Maybe it was for the fact that the thoughts of Belle pushed the strings at his heart and fueled him with much more courage that he had ever had. As soon as Aurelia left for Le Marais, Mario knew this was his time. He was going to do whatever it takes to change things. Even if it meant going into the dangerous zone for the very first time. He started to walk towards the house Belle had described that fateful night. He hoped to hell that Louis would be there. Even if he was, he had no idea what that would do to helping his. mother. But if he was going to be a private detective for the organ trafficking case, he had better start with something like a presumed kidnap so that his mother could trust him. He stopped metres in front of the house, and stared at it for some seconds. Was the love of his life really in there?Mario cautiously approached the strange house, his heart beating faster with each step. He was a private investigator, and he d
Mario slowly nodded and fell on his knees, grunting silently. "I don't know what he has done to Belle...my Belle. If he did this to someone else, what has he done to my Belle, huh?" He whimpered, his whole body shaking with uncontrollable sobs. The last time Jack had seen him like this, they were under fifteen. "What are you going to do?" He asked him quietly, and he sighed, sniffing back tears, "I'm going to go back to the hotel, report to the police, and then have a long sleep." Jack nodded, without arguing. It was good that he thought about sleeping in all of this. Even though he wasn't sure about calling the police part. The last time he dialed 911 when he was out, upon the order of his stalker, his stalker had been the one who picked. "It's advisable not to report to the police at the moment. We will go there on our own in the morning, okay?"If the stalker had indeed been Louis, then there was no way they could reach the police, except they visited the station physically.
Once he left, Belle whispered in Jack's direction, "Come here! Come loose me! Hurry!" There was music blasting from the room the man had entered. It was a sexual song, and it was obvious he was trying to set the mood. So, he rushed out and did her bidding, his hands shivering. "Was that your cousin? Why's he beating you up?" "Shhh! Just loose me. I will explain later." She begged, looking back. "He will be here any moment, and he's going to send me to the hospital again, I will not let him have his way with me." Jack was not listening. He was distracted by the swell of her boobs that was visible from the torn part of her top. "You are bleeding," He said, touching her ears. "I will be fine." She muttered back, not caring to cover her boobs. Once she had been loosed, Belle pressed a warm kiss on his ears as a token of her gratefulness, and got up with his help. "We are going to run into my room now, and lock the door. He doesn't have the key... I changed my lock yesterday." Jack was sti
She worshipped and slurped on the tip of his dick, occasionally giggling at any flustered response from Jack. In time, she traced her tongue over the length of his cock, licking it as one would lick an ice cream cone only this time, the creamy treat came after the consumption. Jack threw his head back as she continued to pleasure him. "Why are you so good at this?" He cried, shutting his eyes. The insides of her mouth felt so warm and the vibrations from her breath sent mini static shocks through his body in quick succession. He was tempted to put an arm or both over her head, and push her to take it further and further till she couldn't take it anymore and watch her helplessly tap out as he clogged her throat. But at that moment, he was more than satisfied with the control she had over his pleasure. It intrigued him and so he wanted to see how far it could go. He moved her red hair so he could get a better look at her. "So slutty," He whispered, in between gritted teeth. She increase
Roughly an hour later, Jack woke up with a start. His head was pounding because memories of what had happened started to dawn on him. He turned around hoping to find himself in that hotel with Mario, but there was a naked woman lying in there beside him, her brown eyes shut tightly in sleep. Then, he remembered that he had come here to talk, but had not even talked about anything. "Fuck you," He teased the sleeping woman, trying hard to take his mind and eyes off her to no avail. As Jack laid across her bed in the dimly lit room, he couldn't help but gaze at Belle. By now, he had totally forgotten that there had been an intruder...who threatened to hit her, fuck her, and maybe kill her. But here she was, in his arms, safe and soundly asleep. He had protected her, somehow. For the first time in his life, Jack felt like a man. He shut his eyes and relished the sight before him. The soft glow of the bed lamp illuminated her delicate features, highlighting the curve of her cheekbones and
Once they arrived there, they stood at the edge of the pool, watching the shimmering water in the dark night. The cold night air sent chills shivers down their spines, but it was a good kind of feeling. "I wonder what you meant when you said it's too hot you can't wear clothes." He muttered, "It's literally close to freezing." She giggled and arched her back unintentionally, "I was talking about me. I'm too hot to wear clothes." "Damn...Fiesty! I like it." He mumbled. Jack held her waist and rested his jaw on her shoulder, waiting for the opportunity to start the dreaded conversation. In that moment, he let his mind dwell on the death of Bianca, and the perpetrator of such evil. Then, he started to wonder why that same man would be his stalker. What was he stalking him for? Was it because he wanted to get to Bianca through him? "It's sad," He muttered out loud, his breath hot on her shoulders. "Life sucks." Belle turned her head to him, and without warning kissed the nape of his neck,
There was nothing else he could do but stay the night. The stranger, or her cousin, whoever the hell he was, could attack her again for sure if he left. "I will stay for as long as you want, I promise." He said, feeling her butt rub on his cock. The water was doing things to him, but more importantly, it was the woman in the water with him. "Thank you, that's all I needed to hear." She muttered back, resting the small of her back against his hard chest, "Now I feel safe." He wondered why she didn't want to talk, especially after she promised to, but he chose to respect her decision. Sometimes he felt like that too, so it was understandable. Besides, he too, needed some time to figure out finding a way through everything that had happened to him in the past week. "So, what should we do, Belle?" He asked, resting his warm mouth on her shoulders and nibbling all the way to her earlobes. "Should we play a little game?" He sucked on her ears for a while until he could hear her moan against
Her kitchen was a small but modern one. Everything-the cutleries, pots and shelves were arranged neatly and in an admirable order. "You've got a nice kitchen," He commented, his eyes darting around for a suitable spot for bending her over. "Fuck! It's so serene and neat I feel like we shouldn't-" He stared at her blank expression and understood it at once. "Okay, fine. I will do it." She shook her head from side to side, and tugged at his shorts, "Come here, daddy. I want you to bless the walls with your cum." She dragged him towards the extreme of the kitchen, and knelt before him. "I'm about to have a delicious meal." She mouthed, putting a finger over his hardness. Jack gritted his teeth as if to say 'just do it already.' "Stop teasing me now, Belle." He said out loud. "I can't-" The windows were open in such a way that the people in the house next door could see them. Even the lights were still on, but neither of them seemed to care. She let her hands fondle his entrance for a bit