Leaning his head back, he felt her warm and luscious tongue playing around his penis like a lollypop. So good…. He moaned.
After a minute or so, he decided it was the right time for intimate pounding. He pushed her down back to the bed against the soft and fluffy pillows. She was surprised. But at the same time, she felt elevated to feel him filling her up from flesh to soul.
Thrusting his shaft into her deepest hole, a sensitive part of a woman where they felt vulnerable, he could feel her vagina tightening up, gripping his dick. But he was persistent to reach her end, and so he did. As he kept on sliding it back and forth, slowly at first, she felt eased and relaxed, but as he continued pounding her – it became a sprint rather than a marathon.
Anton did not care about the journey. He liked being rough and dominant when it came to sex. He liked it hard.
“Aaaah…” Tasia screamed.
But he quickly covered her mouth worried the other brothers would find out what they were up to. They were cruel and without mercy. One mistake was equivalent to the death penalty. Life was cheap.
“Don’t make much noise. They might hear us.” He hushed her up.
“Sorry!”
Little did they know someone was outside the door – listening.
Chapter Six
Everything went normally between Tasia and Anton. They treated each other no different as before. They did not want to make the brothers suspect them too much. It was dangerous. One snare, everything could go wrong.
“Hey, Tasia,” Anton called her from afar.
She was busy monitoring the surveillance cameras around the warehouse’s perimeter. She was in charge of it when Albert, whom Java shot in the head, died. The pressure was on.
“Hey…. Tasia. Here….” He hissed as he noticed her looking around, trying to find out where the sound was coming from.
The excitement came into her. She loved seeing him now, especially after the night they spent together. It had been three months, and, since then, they had never been able to meet up one on one. There were plenty of eyes roaming around.
The brothers were starting to be suspicious of their relationship.
“Hey, what are you doing in here? This is not your department. We might get in trouble if we get caught.”
Tasia smacked Anton’s shoulder, signifying she wanted his presence. She was flirting.
“Do you want to take a walk outside?” He asked as he pulled something from his pocket.
“What? Are you insane? It’s cold out there. Can’t you see?”
“Look. I bought two tickets for the cinema. One for you and one for me. Yah?”
“Ummm… I-I don’t know. He might see us.”
“Don’t worry, Java is out of the country. He’s in Ukraine and won’t be back until tomorrow night.”
“Are you sure?”
“Have I ever lied to you?”
“Have you?” She frowned her brows, thinking of the moments he lied to her.
He laughed. He knew what she was talking about.
Ten millimeters of snow covered the face of roads around Ablina Ulitsa Street where the warehouse was located. Withered trees were clothed with white blankets. Although the sun was blazing in its full glory, its heat barely touched Tasia and Anton’s faces as they walked to the cinema.
He looked at his watch.
“Why do you keep looking at your watch?” She asked.
“Ah, that… I’m just making sure I keep track of the time. Just for some private reasons.”
“Private reasons?” Her eyebrows met in wonder.
“Yeah….”
He promised to her he was not going to lie ever again, but it seemed deception was sewed in his mouth. As he finished talking, he remembered his father who kept looking at his watch when his mother was in the hospital – on the edge of death. That stuck in his mind.
Every time he looked at his wristwatch he remembered him, wondering whether he was still alive or already resting underground.
“Hey, let’s help the lady.” Tasia yelled as she saw a black lady slip over, caused by the slippery snow.
“What?” He asked, back to his senses again.
Following her, he was astonished to see her gentle side. That side of her that he fell in love with.
“Are you alright, lady?”
“Are you from America?” The old lady asked, noticing Tasia’s appearance.
“Yes. What about you?”
“Me too. Hey –“ She pulled her closer, aware that Anton was fast approaching.
“Be careful around here. I know there’s something going on in that huge factory over there. Take care of yourself!”
She was talking about the warehouse where she worked. All of a sudden her poor mother came to her mind. How’s she doing? She wondered as loneliness crept into her.