Illeanna (14 page)

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Franco closed the door to the bedroom and set Illeanna’s feet down on the floor in front of his bed. He held her gaze as he undid his pants and stripped.

He looked at her and eyed the shorts she still wore, hoping she got the hint to take them off by his look alone. Not only did she remove her shorts, but also she took his cock from his hands, knelt down, and began to lick the pre-cum off the tip.

“Oh hell, sugar, you don’t have to do that,” he whispered as he grabbed a handful of her long black locks and watched her slide her mouth up and down his shaft.

“You got me so horny right now, baby, it just ain’t fair. I have plans for this body,” he whispered, and she continued to suck and lick his cock. He had to stop her or he would never last.

“That’s enough, sugar. I want to come inside of your sweet, wet pussy not your mouth.”

She slowly released his cock, and he pulled her up and into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, and he kissed her hard on the mouth. They dueled for control of the kiss. He inched closer to the edge of the bed and laid her down on her back. She released his lips, and he pulled up, spread her thighs over his shoulders, then leaned down to get a taste of her sweet cream.

Illeanna grabbed for his hair and pressed his head harder against her pussy. He licked and sucked her clit, being sure to thoroughly taste every inch of her pussy lips.

“Oh, Franco.” He released her clit and lifted her hips a little higher up so he could get a look at her ass.

After swiping a finger from her pussy to her anus, he began to press his finger into her ass. She moaned, and he pressed further while he latched teeth gently on her clit. He applied some more pressure as he eased his finger in and out of her ass.

“You like that, baby? You like me sucking on your pussy while my finger’s up your ass?”

“Oh God, I can’t take it.” She tossed her head side to side.

“Oh you gonna take it and maybe even get a feel for my cock in your ass, too.”

“Oh damn, Franco, I don’t know if I can. I don’t know,” she stated as he added a second digit and began to press in and out of her ass.

“You can. You got five men who want to make love to you. In a ménage relationship your partners get turned on seeing you fuck the others while they watch. Don’t you get all hot and turned on knowing that we watch you getting fucked?” he asked.

“Oh God yes.”

“Reach up under that pillow near your head. The one on the right.” She reached up as he commanded.

She pulled a tube of lube from the pillow, and her eyes widened.

“Don’t panic. You got you a virgin ass, and we Boudoux have big cocks. We don’t want to hurt you, sugar. We want to give you pleasure and show you how much we care for you.”

“I’m scared though,” she whispered, and he could see her cheeks turn a shade of pink and her chest get all blotchy.

“You trust me to take care of you, sugar, don’t ya?” he asked, and she stared at him a moment.

She nodded her head and he smiled.

“Good.” He slowly pulled his fingers from her ass, and she moaned at the sensation.

“Now flip onto your stomach. It will be easier from behind.”

She immediately turned over, showing off her nice, round ass. He saw the cream dripping from her cunt and swallowed hard as his cock got even harder.

He ran his hands along her ass, squeezed, then massaged the cheeks.

“You got a great ass, Illeanna. I’m gonna make this ass feel so good. Look how wet you are for me, sugar. You want my cock don’t ya?” he whispered against her skin as he pressed a finger to her cunt. He stroked her wet folds, and she spread her legs, giving him better access.

“You like that feeling, sugar?” he asked as he pressed in and out of her pussy.

She moaned then pressed down harder on the digit. He added a second and then a third digit before he pulled from her body.

“You ready, baby?” he asked as he squeezed the lube onto his finger.

“Yes,” she moaned as he pressed her shoulders to the bed then licked along her ass cheeks. He slowly pressed his fingers to her anus and pushed in. He took his time pressing through the tight rings as Illeanna moaned then gasped for air.

“Easy, baby, nice and easy,” he whispered then added a second digit and spread his fingers in and out of her.

“I need you nice and wet for my cock, honey. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I trust you,” she whispered then moaned as she shifted her ass back against his fingers.

“That makes me real happy, sugar.” He pulled his fingers slowly from her anus and replaced them with his cock.

He pressed into her, and she took him slowly into her ass.

“That’s it, baby. Just like that,” he directed her, and she moaned and swayed.

“Oh God, Franco. I feel so full. It burns and yet it feels good.”

“That’s right, baby. It’s gonna feel real good. You let me know when it’s okay to move.”

“Oh move, please move, I need…something,” she stated. He pressed in deeper then pulled out a little. He took his time thrusting in and out of her ass until she pushed back faster than he was ready for.

“Oh fuck, sugar, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I need more. Please, Franco, I need more,” she begged, and he lost it.

Franco pressed in and out of her ass as he reached around her and pressed a finger to her pussy.

He shoved up into her cunt as he thrust his cock into her ass. His head was pressed over her shoulder and his thighs slapped against her thighs. He could feel the sweat drip from his brow as he penetrated deeply. She screamed her release, and he thrust his cock deep into her ass as he pressed his fingers into her pussy.

She fell to the bed, and he exploded inside of her.

“Fucking incredible,” he whispered as he leaned over her and kissed her shoulder.

Slowly he pulled from her ass and massaged her body.

“You okay, sugar, I didn’t hurt you?” he asked as he continued to take care of her.

“That was amazing,” she whispered and smiled. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder then her lips.

“Just wait until tonight.”

“Tonight?” she asked as she leaned up on her elbows.

“Tonight, when two of us are fucking you at once.”

“Oh,” she replied, looking a bit intimidated.

He chuckled.

“We gonna take good care of you, sugar. Don’t you worry ’bout a thing. Now how about a nice shower before the others get home?”

“Sounds good,” she replied but lay back down with her face flat against the covers.

“Or I could hold you in my arms for a bit first?” he suggested, amazed at how he wanted to cuddle with her. He never wanted to do that with any woman after sex, but with Illeanna he wanted everything. Franco felt so connected to her it was wild.

“Sounds better. Come here,” she whispered as she turned to her side and opened her arms to him. He leaned over her and kissed her softly before he held her.

“Okay, so let me get this straight. This piece of shit actually sold our US military weapons to terrorist groups?” Louis asked Julien after he got off the phone with one of their contacts.

“Yep, and the rumor is that an antiterrorist task force is looking into Senator Millan Pierre. They think he may have also been involved.”

Louis whistled as he stood there with his arms crossed as he leaned against the desk.

“You think the senator was involved?” Louis asked after he digested the new information.

“My gut says no, but I don’t really know the guy. The main hit man was killed, the one that got away was killed, and someone tried to take Illeanna. Anything is possible at this point.”

“Fuck, Julien, I don’t like this one bit. I don’t like that professional hit men are involved with this, I don’t like that Illeanna was caught in the middle and that we are part of this investigation.”

“I agree with you, but the fact is that the Feds have taken over. They don’t want our help so what does it matter? We served our client, she paid us, and we’re through with this. Who gives a shit if the senator is a traitor? Now that the Feds are on the case he’ll be watched and eventually get busted.”

“I’m not so sure that our part is done, Julien. I won’t rest until this case is solved and Illeanna is safe. I think Franco should call his buddy Michael Fromm. I think we need to cover our bases and make sure we stay on top of this. The Feds haven’t gotten any information off of that guy that attacked Illeanna?”

Julien released an uneasy sigh.

“I haven’t heard a damn thing. You know I have your back. I’m just not sure we should remain involved. I mean, if we lay off and move on with our other business, we may be better off. The guys responsible for this mess will leave Illeanna and us alone. They don’t need her now. The guy she could identify is dead.”

“You know as well as I do how this works. They attempted and they failed. They are going to try again. If someone like the senator is involved, then they don’t want to leave a mess around.”

Julien leaned back in the chair and digested Louis’s words.

“Let’s get home to Illeanna,” Julien stated as he rose from the chair.

“Shit. I didn’t even realize how late it was. Let’s lock up and go.”

Just then the sound of the fax machine printing out a document stopped Louis from leaving.

“Just leave it. We’ll get it tomorrow,” Julien stated as he pulled out the keys to the truck.

Louis pulled the paper out and looked at it.

“I think we have our next payday coming, bra.”

Julien looked at the paper that Louis showed him. The wanted sign above the guy’s mug posted the bounty of a hundred thousand for the capture of the man, Jack Pettro.

“Wow! What the hell did he do?” Julien asked.

“It says that he skipped out on a court appearance. I’ll grab the laptop and check it out while you drive. I’ll call Judy and see what this one is all about and who else is on it,” Louis stated as he grabbed the small laptop and another file.

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Gustave and Johnny were cooking in the kitchen. They walked in from work after getting stuck on numerous stupid calls around town, including a potential Peeping Tom that turned out to be a punk teen interested in an older woman. When they arrived at the house, both Johnny and Gustave saw Illeanna’s bra on the coffee table and Franco’s shirt on the floor.

“Should we go wake them up?” Gustave asked.

“No need. Illeanna will be out in a minute. She’s rummaging through our clothes trying to find something to wear,” Franco said as he joined them in the kitchen. His hair was wet as he put on a blue shirt.

“We grabbed some stuff at her house. It’s over there,” Johnny stated with a smile, envious that his brother got to spend the afternoon with Illeanna.

Franco walked over toward the bags and carried them back toward the bedroom.

“How’s that food coming along? I’m starving,” Gustave asked as he set plates down on the table.

“Not too long now. Just need to add a little cayenne,” Johnny stated then grabbed a large bowl to place the food in to serve.

“Did you hear from Julien or Louis?” Franco asked as he pulled a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and began to drink.

“They’re going to be late getting back. Maybe another hour or so,” Johnny stated. He was worried about his brothers. He didn’t like this case they were involved in or how close to home it was hitting. He wanted to talk to them and make sure that they were done with it. That way they could focus on their relationship with Illeanna and keeping her safe.

“Hey, thanks for getting me some clothes,” Illeanna said as she walked a little less wobbly toward them. Johnny turned and smiled. She was wearing a pair of hip hugger lounge pants in a purple-checkered design along with a matching purple V-neck T-shirt that showed off her voluptuous body. For casual wear she looked damn sexy.

“Hey, sugar, how’s the ankle?” Gustave asked as he pulled her into his arms and lifted her up so he could kiss her.

She giggled right before his mouth covered hers. Johnny poured the contents of the meal into the large serving platter then turned to see Gustave and Illeanna still kissing. Franco chuckled then cleared his throat. “Suppertime,” he stated, and Gustave slowly released her lips, trailing kisses along her jaw.

“You taste damn good, sugar. I missed you today,” Gustave told her, and she smiled then hugged him around the neck.

“I missed you, too.”

“Ready?” Johnny asked as he pulled out a chair for her to sit in.

“I’m starving,” she replied as Gustave set her down gently then held her hand as he walked her over toward the table.

“This smells so good, Johnny. I see that you still enjoy creating all your favorites?” she teased, as if knowing that he enjoyed cooking but also liked things spicy. He wondered if she could smell the cayenne pepper and the sweetness of the chicken and anticipated the spiciness of the Andouille sausage. Tossed together with some pasta and it smelled delicious. He hoped that she thought so as well.

They began to eat, and Johnny watched as she took her first taste of one of his favorite meals.

“What do ya think?” he asked her. She closed her eyes as if savoring the taste.

“If you don’t like it, you can tell me,” he stated, surprised at how his confidence in the kitchen lessened with thoughts that his woman wouldn’t like it.

“Oh, Johnny, it is so good. I like the way the spiciness of the sausage and cayenne is complemented by the chicken and the pasta. It has just the right amount of kick to it without overwhelming the palate. Damn, boy, you and me gonna have some fun in this kitchen,” she told him, and he felt his cheeks warm from her compliment as well as thoughts of cooking alongside Illeanna in his kitchen.

“Thanks, sugar. I’m sure glad you like it,” Johnny told her then began eating.

“I’m sure glad she’s talking about cooking with you in this kitchen. This mean you planning on sticking around for awhile?” Franco asked as he took a bite of food.

She was silent a moment as if debating about the issue.

“I think we should take this one step at a time. First I need to get better and look for another job. I’ve got bills to pay and things to handle at my house. I can’t just leave everything there and not return.”

“You not planning on going back soon are ya?” Gustave asked, sounding full of concern.

Illeanna held his gaze, and Johnny felt a heavy weight suddenly on his chest. He didn’t want her out of their sight. He didn’t want her alone ever again. With the case still going on and killers at large her leaving was not an option.

Illeanna placed her fork down and wiped her mouth with her napkin. It was so dainty and ladylike. It hit Johnny instantaneously how mature and classy Illeanna had become. She was always rather shy and kept to herself, but working in such a high-class restaurant brought about changes in her personality and behavior. He kind of found it sexy.

Illeanna looked up at Gustave and then Johnny and Franco.

“I’m not sure when I’ll go back there. I don’t know how I really feel about it, but I know that eventually I’ll have to look for work.”

“No need to worry about that now or rush it. We’ve got plenty of room here,” Johnny told her, and she seemed to blush at his words.

“I like our woman really close by us. We’ll keep you safe and warm, sugar, day and night,” Franco told her as he moved his hand under the table doing something that had Illeanna grabbing for his hand and reprimanding him.

“Franco, stop that,” she stated, looking flushed and aroused.

“Sugar, you hotter than this Andouille sausage concoction Johnny created. You real spicy, woman,” he teased as he leaned in close to her neck and licked along her skin.

“So where are Louis and Julien?” she asked as she swallowed hard. They all chuckled as Johnny told her they would be late.

“Leaves some time for the four of us to play a little,” Johnny teased.

“It will have to be the three of you. I’ve got some work to do and phone calls to make,” Franco told them then began eating again.

One look at Illeanna and Johnny could tell that she was aroused. They locked gazes as he licked his lips.

“We gonna have you for dessert, sugar,” Johnny whispered as he held her gaze.

She smiled then looked at Gustave. He was silent as usual, but his facial expression was intense, as he looked Illeanna over. He seemed to be eating faster.

Franco got up to clear his dish then walked back over to Illeanna. He leaned down and kissed her on the mouth.

“See ya later, sugar.”

“Bye,” she whispered then watched him go.

“Let’s clean up,” Gustave said. His words came out quickly, but his movement wasn’t the same, and slowly he rose from the chair with his eyes still on Illeanna.