"What?" he asked her.
"What?" she replied with a smile.
"Why are you staring?"
"Because I can," she replied.
Maverick didn't really know what to say, so he remained quiet. Two of the men from the HS chuckled as they cast sly glances at the both of them. Akane made Maverick feel unbalanced. He was always smooth with women. His tongue was never tied, but with Akane, he felt at a loss. Was it because he wanted her but was afraid to dig himself into a deeper hole? He just had to keep the distance between them. He closed his eyes again and stayed quiet until they got to their location.
"What's up, bro? Long time, no see," Jules "Jesse" Ruiz greeted Maverick once they met up. The two men hugged after doing their club handshake. Jesse was thirty-five, second generation Lord, a Prince, and a skilled killer like Dragon with the bloodlust that Maverick appreciated. The man was Mexican-American with long, dark brown hair, green/blue eyes, six four, and muscles to spare. His brown skin was decorated with tattoos, including the club patch. They always got along.
"Nice to see you again, brother," Maverick said, then he also greeted Cesario "Killjoy" Ruiz, Jules's little brother, and Ashley "Ash" Jennings. Killjoy and Jesse were from the Vegas chapter, and Ash was from NY with Striker. She was a sexy bad bitch at five-two who could kick most men's asses. New York was the first chapter to allow women to become members. Maybe the Orlando chapter might do that one day if a woman was worthy, Maverick thought.
The men checked their weapons and worked with the Castiellos on an attack plan, then set to put it into motion. Their target was the Bartolli mansion, which was being protected by guards and was the known location of the boss. The other two locations under attack by the Castiellos and Lords were the penthouse in Queens and the Italian restaurant also in downtown Queens.
They were all dressed for the occasion in all-black ensembles with gloves and masks. The teams headed out. Jesse and Ash took their positions with their sniper rifles, and Maverick followed the team he was on. Once the shit hit the fan, he was living his best life. Bullets flew in all directions, and he dodged them as he hid behind columns and trees, moving in closer and firing back. His bullets hit their marks as guards fell dead. He watched Akane take out their enemy, and his cock was hard the whole time. Her skill was a work of art to him. He could watch her kill all day. He moved behind her, watching her back as they entered the mansion and engaged in firefights with the gangsters who were trying their best to protect their boss.
Akane tossed an empty clip, stabbed a gangster several times before reloading her gun with another clip, then continued shooting. Maverick nearly creamed his pants seeing her in action. He moaned as he squeezed his groin and shook from the pleasure. At that moment, Akane turned to see him, and he snatched his hand from his crotch, but she smiled as she licked her lips.
"You will be eating my pussy once they are dead," Akane said, then took off.
Maverick's mouth watered at the thought of devouring her and he had to get his head back into the game. He followed, killing along the way. The mansion was a massacre by the time they got to the panic room where the boss of the Bartolli family hid.
"That room won't save you," Akane said and gestured for her team to bring in the backup weapons. They nodded and left to carry out the task.
"He's not going to come out of there," Maverick said as he looked at the impenetrable steel door.
"He doesn't need to," Akane said, then she shot out the three cameras that were in the room, ensuring the target inside wouldn't be able to see their next move.
"What do you mean?" Maverick asked.
Akane snatched off her mask. "Enough talking, get on your knees and eat my pussy," she ordered.
Maverick wanted to tell her to fuck off. He wanted to act like she was just joking, but he saw her pull her pants and panties down, and like a snake to a charmer, he found himself removing his mask. He dropped to his knees and raised one of her legs, letting it rest on his shoulder. Pressing his face between her thighs, his mouth locked to the folds of her pussy. He licked and sucked as Akane gripped his hair with both hands, pressing his face to her. He moaned as he savored every bit of her. His hand went to his pants, undoing the zipper and pulling his cock free. He stroked in time with his mouth, his cock hard and on the verge of release with just a few more movements of his hand. That's how aroused he was, and the moaning from Akane fed into his lust.
"Jesus, man," Jesse said once he returned with two other members of the hit squad.
Maverick ignored him because he was close, and by how loud Akane was, he knew she was close too. Her grip in his hair tightened, as well as her thighs around his face, and he licked her harder and faster until she screamed and shook. That triggered his orgasm, and he quaked as hot cum shot from his cock, splashing the floor and flowing down his fingers as he pumped his shaft. Once it was over, Maverick lowered her leg and duckedlow to slide out from between Akane's legs then he stood up and tucked himself back in and zipped up.
Akane smiled as she pulled her pants up, satisfied by the climax her man gave her. She grabbed Maverick's chin, then pulled his face down to hers and licked his lips. "You're mine."
There were those words again, and Maverick felt drawn to her even more because of them. He pulled back and slapped her hand from his face. "Bitch, I don't belong to anyone."
The look Akane gave him was full of challenge. "Bitch, you belong to me."
"Hey, I'd hate to break up this romantic scene, but we got the C4, and we need to blow this place up before the cops get here," Jesse said.
"Will C4 get us into that room?" Maverick asked.
"No, we've got this for that," Akane said, then she beckoned one of her people to give her a device.
Maverick smiled. "Is that going to break the code for the door?"
Akane nodded. "Exactly. Chelsey makes the best toys that I love to play with."
Maverick had heard about Chelsey and that she was the genius behind a lot of technology on the Black Market. He also knew that the woman's goodies didn't come cheap.
"The rest of you, rig the place to blow," Akane ordered.
