Barracuda (19 page)

“I don’t ever want another soul to see the Bible
again!”

With that, Micko barged into the office. He
found Andrej frozen with a discolored ledger in his hand. Also
frozen were Tanya and Alex. Micko had certainly caught them by
surprise, and now he thought that a helping of good news would stun
them further.

“I have great news!” he announced. “We found Dr.
Collins and James, and they are just fine. A storm tore their boat
loose while they were diving, and I found them living on a small
island. They are now getting right back to work on their
project.”

Tanya spoke first as Andrej quickly handed the
ledger to Alex, who quickly disappeared into another room. “That
is
good news,” she said, “but you should knock on doors
before you make such grand announcements.”

Micko had to be clever, so he started acting
very excited. “Knock? Are you crazy? This is terrific news, and I
knew you would be excited, too, so I just barged right in. I hope I
didn’t interrupt anything, but the scientists are alive!”

The Russians just stared at him in angered
silence. With one of her catlike movements, Tanya grabbed Micko’s
arm and gently guided him out of the office. “Have you had dinner
yet?” she whispered.

Micko knew the seduction was imminent, so he
replied, “No, I haven’t.”

“I have a private room in the casino,” she
cooed. “Let’s have a real nice meal.”

“Great idea. I’m famished,” Micko whispered
back, pretending to be under her spell.

Tanya was skilled in the art of seduction. She
had already dressed to the nines in anticipation of seducing the
cop that night. As they sat in the privacy of her room, she ordered
cocktails and oysters. While they waited for the order, she batted
her eyelashes at Micko when she talked, lowering her eyes sensually
so that he could get a look at her bouncy breasts protruding from
the low-cut dress without her noticing. Micko easily could have
fallen for this trick except that she reminded him of a spider
luring a fly into her web. Then the picture of Bill hanging in the
web of wiry death sprang into his mind.
Make this predator your
prey
, he thought.

A sexy waitress delivered the apple martinis and
oysters Rockefeller. Tanya told her not to return until she was
summoned. The waitress curtsied with fear in her eyes as she closed
the door behind her.

“Is everyone here afraid of you?” Micko
asked.

“It’s not easy being a woman in a man’s world,”
she replied.

“Do you ever forget that you are a woman?” Micko
was going to make it easy for the seduction to begin.

Tanya crept up close to Micko and whispered into
his ear, “Only when the right man allows me to lower my guard—and
you are the right man.”

Boy, is she laying it on thick
, he
thought. “You always wear prudish business outfits, but this dress
is quite stunning,” he returned.

“I have to play different roles in my job as a
liaison. At night in the casino, I dress to arouse and keep the
players distracted so they want to stay at the gaming tables. I
whisper in their ears and bend over so they can see my cleavage.
It’s a game—a game that I play very well.”

“Are you playing the game with me?” he
asked.

“Let me slip into something more comfortable and
you’ll be able to answer that question for yourself.”

Tanya went into the next room. Micko quickly
picked up both martinis and dumped them into a potted plant base
before she could return. He sat back at the table and imagined that
she might return wearing a sexy babydoll outfit with seduction on
her mind.

When Tanya returned, Micko was startled by her
appearance. She wore black thigh-high leather boots with four-inch
heels to match her black fishnet stockings that were attached to a
skin-tight black studded leather corset. Tanya looked like a
dominatrix. The only things missing were the whip and the
handcuffs.

“Are you opposed to alternative lifestyles,
Detective?” she asked.

“I’ve been around the block a few times, Tanya,
so nothing surprises me,” Micko replied, although in truth he was
surprised. He quickly ran this new game through his mind and
figured that she either wanted to shackle him to the bed and
torture him for information or she was simply into it.

He stood up and feigned dizziness. “Oh, I guess
I shouldn’t have drunk those martinis so fast,” he mumbled. He
stumbled over to her, touched her hands, and said, “You are the
sexiest woman I have ever seen.”

Tanya looked over at the empty martini glasses,
smiled, took him by the hands, and led him silently into the
bedroom. The room was tinted red from a low-watt red light bulb,
giving it an eerie yet sexy warmth. It was equipped with a
queen-size brass bed with an elaborate brass headboard.

Tanya gently pushed Micko down on the bed and
began removing his clothes. She knelt down and removed his sandals
one at a time. She had a base pan filled with water, and she used a
cotton cloth to wash his feet. She used her sensual tongue to lick
his toes and then she dried them.

Next she unsnapped his fanny pack and placed it
on a table next to her purse. She figured that his wallet and ID
were in the fanny pack since they hadn’t been in his room when
she’d tossed it earlier.

Tanya pulled Micko’s bathing suit off next. She
knew that he had just come from diving, and his body was encrusted
in salt from the ocean, so she gently washed his genitals and dried
them before using her experienced tongue again.

Micko knew that Tanya’s plan was to get him
drunk and have sex with him until he was worn out and fell asleep.
Then she would go through his personal items, seeking information
about his mission on Shark Alley Island—if there was any mission at
all. He doubted he was going to fall asleep, but he couldn’t say he
wasn’t enjoying himself.

Tanya folded Micko’s bathing suit and placed in
on a chair. Then she flashed a wicked smile and walked over to one
of the end tables. Her movements were slow and graceful as she
removed a pair of fur-lined handcuffs from the drawer. Her lithe
body placidly slid onto the bed next to him and she whispered in
his ear, “You have been a naughty policeman and now Tanya must
punish you.”

Micko knew that he could not allow himself to be
placed in a position where he was completely helpless, so he
answered, “How about tying me up with those sexy stockings?”

Tanya hesitated for a brief moment and then
whispered, “I like that idea, cowboy.”

She stood up from the bed and did a slow, exotic
striptease that rivaled the moves of any porn star. Micko felt
himself getting too excited and began to conjure up a plan of his
own. Tanya’s amorous restraints were quite stimulating as she tied
each wrist to opposing bedposts. Once she felt that he was
helpless, she put the stiletto boots back on, turned on some soft
music, and then stood over him and ran the heels of her right boot
down his chest.

Tanya seemed to be getting off on this sense of
power and dominance. She jumped off the bed and removed a large
feather from the bureau then did a sensual dance as she rubbed the
feather over Micko’s erogenous zones. She had no intention of just
jumping into the sex act in a heated rush. Her erotic antics lasted
for hours as she slowly wore her prisoner down.

***

Steve was on his way back to the scuba shop when
he unexpectedly ran into Hiroshi.

“Well, Steven, what’s the hurry?” Hiroshi
asked.

“Mr. Hiroshi, I have to tell you something.” He
related the sad story of the Aussie brothers, and that he needed to
set up a recovery party for the remains and then a repair party to
lock down the opening into the
Saratoga
’s hull.

“Sorry, Steven, but that will have to wait a
couple of days,” Hiroshi responded. “I need both dive boats to tow
my fireworks barge from Eneu tomorrow.”

“But, Mr. Hiroshi, the brothers’ bodies will be
eaten by fish, and I’m afraid that other divers will enter the same
hole.”

“There will be no divers from the Majestic going
out tomorrow, and I don’t give a damn about the divers from the
Bikini resort,” Hiroshi snapped before walking off toward the
casino.

Steve was in a quandary. He had wanted to use
the
Lily I
to complete his tasks, and Micko and the
scientists were supposed to use the
Lily II
to remove the
underwater camera from the Enidrik passageway. Now there were no
boats available from the dive shop.

He walked over to the big game fishing charter
boat and found Captain Hugo playing cards with his mate Christian.
Steve explained his dilemma without going into great detail, and
Hugo agreed to turn his boat into a search and recovery vessel if
the Majestic would cover the cost of his fuel. Steve lied and
promised that Hiroshi would cover the cost. Then he went to the
scientists’ rooms and explained the situation.

James said, “Let’s stop what we’re doing,
Professor, and go see Celestial. We must have a boat for our
research.”

Dr. Collins agreed, and they went down to the
fishing village to seek out Celestial and his sidekick Regis.

Steve went back to the scuba shop to begin
making telephone calls to request help from his dive masters and
instructors for the next day’s gruesome task. He also made a mental
note to call Denise, the dive master at the Bikini resort scuba
shop. He wanted to warn her about taking divers to the USS
Saratoga
until the hole was repaired.

***

Tanya finished her exotic dancing and teasing,
and then jumped on top of her highly aroused captive. She had a
faraway, glassy look in her eyes as she mounted her prone prisoner.
Micko knew she was also very aroused by her wetness as she slowly
slid down his erect shaft.

Micko was so excited that he was ready to
explode, so he used an old trick. Thinking about Mickey Mantle and
batting averages never worked, but pain or unpleasant thoughts
usually did. Every time he was about to lose it, he kept
envisioning that fish swimming out of Bill’s eye socket and into
his nostril. Micko never lost his erection, but he lost the
immediate arousal to have an orgasm.

Tanya was working her magic and enjoying it
immensely, and she was grateful that this sneaky detective had
enough stamina to give her several intense orgasms. She thoroughly
enjoyed the “woman on top” position where she could control both
the man and the sexual rhythm.

The pair of sexaholics had really worked up a
sweat when Micko suddenly pulled his hands free from his bindings.
He knew from previous experience how easy it was to slip out of
stocking cinches, especially when sweaty wrists were involved. He
rolled Tanya over in a flash, took up the male dominant sexual
position, and commanded control. Tanya had a look of utter surprise
on her face as Micko began using her as his sexual toy.

Micko no longer had to think ugly thoughts to
hamper his orgasm. His “line of duty” leg injury had begun to hurt,
and the more he gyrated and changed positions, the more his leg
hurt and the less sexually excited he became.

Tanya turned her surprise into renewed passion.
She loved the fact that a dominant man was actually controlling her
and bringing her to sexual heights that she had never believed
possible. Who was this man who kept tossing her into various sexual
positions for his own gratification?

Finally Micko thought that this had gone on long
enough, so he allowed himself to be aroused fully, pulled out, and
ejaculated on Tanya’s gorgeous breasts. He showed her who was boss
by taming her in the bedroom and beating her at her own game. Two
highly charged egos came head to head.

“My god! That was incredible!” she gasped. Her
breasts were heaving like she had just run a marathon as wet sperm
dripped down her cleavage.

“You’re not too bad for a Euro broad,” Micko
kidded. “We’re both pretty messy and need the bathroom. Do you want
to go first, because I’ll be in there for a while?”

“No, you can go first. I need to catch my
breath, and I don’t think my legs will work just yet,” she said
with a laugh.

Micko went into the bathroom and left the door
slightly ajar. He filled up a cup of water from the sink and slowly
poured it into the toilet. While he did this, he peeked out the
door into the bedroom. Tanya was going through his fanny pack and
wallet, just as he’d expected her to do. He ran out of sink water
and began the usual after-sex requirements while Tanya did her
covert search.

“The bathroom’s all yours,” Micko called out,
giving Tanya ample time to put his things back.

“You made such a mess,” she said with a smile as
she brushed past him into the bathroom. She sensuously rubbed a
finger in the wetness covering her breasts and placed the finger in
her mouth. “You taste so good, too,” she cooed.

“I’m beat,” Micko moaned. “I’ve got to lie
down.” He walked over to the bed and fell heavily onto it, making
the springs creak.

Tanya closed the bathroom door tightly and began
to wash.

Micko quietly slipped off the bed and grabbed
Tanya’s pocketbook, rifling through it quickly until he found her
passport. He saw her full name: Tanya Borisnev, born December 12,
1967. The passport had been issued in Belgrade. Her information was
easy to remember. He put it back into her pocketbook and climbed
back into the bed.

Meanwhile, Tanya was quite pleased with herself.
She had found no evidence that this detective had been sent to
investigate them, and she’d had the best sex of her life. She had
always dominated her men before. It had also been nearly a year
since her last sexual encounter, one that left her completely
unsatisfied. She washed herself with care as she heard her conquest
snoring in the other room.

Micko feigned being drunk, exhausted, and
asleep. When Tanya exited the bathroom, he stopped his pretend
snoring and acted like the bathroom light had woken him up.