EROTIC TALE - RENT KILLER PART 3. Cristian's hands are everywhere on my body, it seemed to have more than a couple of them, as they multiplied in places I never imagined were erogenous. Skin against skin. I don't know when my clothes disappeared, whether they were stripped by me or by him or both, they didn't have a minimum import, they were barriers between our crazy desire to feel the other. I was completely naked under him and my body snaked lasciviously over his, my pelvis searching for his stiffness, my hands sliding over that body as hot as the sun. I felt like Lara Croft exploring a missing link. I squeezed, bit, kissed, sucked, smelled and kissed again all the parts that my hands and mouth could reach. His scent made me intoxicated and reached my senses, taking the nexus away from me, making me even crazier for him, for him ... Cristian's mouth follows a wet trail of kisses that descend from my mouth to my chin, which he kisses and circulates with the tongue making me shiver. He doesn't stop exploration and drops a little more leaving another wet kiss on my collarbone and totally steals my breath when he kisses one of my nipples, sucking it into his hot mouth. - Oh! CRISTIAN !!! He stops at what he was doing and his eyes look at me curiously. - How do you know my name? - asks holding my arms above my head. - Who sent you here? - His voice was menacing, and I would be afraid if I were an ordinary woman, which I was not. I smiled mockingly and in two seconds I reversed our positions, getting over him this time. I rubbed my hips on his erection that vibrated beneath me. I saw his wallet on top of the nightstand and I took it, every single man worth his salt carries a condom in his wallet and I was not mistaken when I saw the silver envelope inside. I picked it up and tore it with my teeth and skillfully unrolled the condom along its entire length, communal to roll over it again, brushing against his harder and harder erection, steel coated with velvet. Cristian takes me by the hips and squeezes my ass, lifting me up and making me sit and slide over his delicious mast. I start to ride on his hips, rising and falling stronger and stronger, taking him with each thrust deeper and deeper into me ... I felt his cock hit my uterus, and the pain along with the feeling of filling was Wonderful . Cristian holds my breasts in both hands and squeezes them tightly and I feel like I'm reaching the edge again. My body hangs over his chest, but he continues with thrusts in search of his own release and happens three or four thrusts later. He lets out a growl so masculine that I feel the walls of my vagina compress painfully. - That you hot, your pussy is massacring my dick, it is hanging it ... That word hang, brought me back to reality, it was not his dick that I should be hanging but his manly neck. - I want to play a game with you. - I say getting up and going to the clothes he had left on the chair, I take the red tie and mount it on top of him again, I lift his hands over his head and pin his wrists on the headboard. - I want you to relax, I promise you won't do it, close your eyes ... Skillfully I take the cord around your neck and pull it with all my strength. Cristian's body struggles under mine. I keep applying more and more force by pulling the stretched thread and I curled it a little more between my hands. His eyes filled with tears and they looked at me confused, mine also filled with tears and for the first time in my life I cried ... I couldn't do that! I look at Cristian, his eyes are now losing focus and almost going out of their sockets. I loosen the tightness of the string around his neck and let my body hang over his. I feel his heart beating in my ear, one more minute and that symphony would stop playing, one more minute and those eyes would lose their freshness forever, one more minute and I would have died with him? - I was hired to end your life and I would have done it without even blinking, but something different happened here. - I point to the bed. - Something I've never experienced before. I stand and reach like my clothes on the floor, seen quickly without taking my eyes off Cristian. - Enjoy your new life Cristian ... - I say opening the bedroom door. - My name is Natasha, Natasha Romanova ... - I say simply. I close the door behind me and quickly leave the hotel. I enter the side alley and climb onto my powerful machine. As I speed through the streets of New York, Cristian's chocolate-colored eyes invade my memory. - I would love to meet you again, Mr. Loopo ... Maybe in another life ...