It's like a curse

The Gail

The sun rose as two people lay in each other's arms. Both restless yet unmoving. The Yacht swayed along with the sway of the oceans waves. Luckily no one on board had motion sickness. The couple cuddled underneath the covers. Their even breathing was the only sound filling the room.

On the other side of the Yacht in a room seated behind a stack of paperwork with reddened eyes and disheveled hair. Ray sat yelling demands as he scanned documents. He gave instructions as he did so! The person on the other end of the phone was shaking. He was so scared his pants slowly began to get a wet spot! On no he pissed his pants. How embarrassing!

With a positive response that satisfied Ray who was not only Ashtons right hand man he was also known as the silent killer. His skills were beyond that of a normal person and he followed and listened to absolutely no one. Except for Ashton. Ever since Ashton saved his life he began to follow him due to the debt that he owed at first but now it's about loyalty and even perhaps friendship.

Ray had so much respect for his boss and savior. Ray sighed as he sipped his coffee. It was a special roast so expensive you'd die from looking at the price alone. Yet Ray remained unfazed as he slowly dipped his black coffee recalling the day he met Ashton Roberts. Ray was on a mission for the head of the Russian mafia. He was an independent so whoever paid the most got his services. His target was a woman he was to kidnap her and slowly torture and send her body parts to her husband. Who happened to have been a previous friend of his temporary boss at the time.

That was 3 years ago. After following the woman around for a week he learned her routine and he followed her into a restaurant. He wore a customized suit and tie. His hair was styled in a way that made his sharp baby blue eyes dazzling. The woman was stunning to say the least. She was curvy in all of the right places and she wore a bright smile.

Pursing his lips he walked over to her like a nobleman. Nodding to the waitresses that fanned themselves as he walked by and inwardly he snickered he was so disgusted. Checking out his custom made watch he watched the seconds tick by as he stood nearby her private room. Without knocking an air of authority surrounded Ray and he walked right into her private room.

He could hear how lucky that woman was by the waitresses he felt himself covered with goosebumps. He had a lover. Ray is bisexual right now his current lover is named Leon. Leon is 6'2 mocha skin with a head full of gorgeous curls. His smile made Ray feel warm inside like home. They were both assassins so they knew the deal.

Ray could remember the last time he tasted Leon's lips and how hard both of their cocks were and how they each took turns fuckin their holes senseless. God it hurt so fuckin good. Neither of them were gentle lovers not in the least bit. Leon's body was like a piece of artwork. If he was a canvas you'd shudder to see the stunning artwork that ran across his skin. God he was just stunning so sexy Adonis would be jealous plus his cock was far larger than that Adonis that's for sure.

Ray was thinking about Leon and felt his cock harden as he walked into the room. His cold cruel eyes landed on the platinum blond woman.  Her long hair ended at her hips and it had a natural Shirley Temple curl to it. Her eyes were dark grey and her lips weren't big but they had a plumpness to them. She had a lot of make up on. Ray didn't understand why but all he knew was that he had a job to do. So he moved swiftly whispered in her ear sorry beautiful. Then he took out a needle and pierced her skin automatically she passed out.

Several hours later the woman woke up and looked around at her surroundings. Seems she was used to being kidnapped. She didn't show fear. Instead with her hands tied she crawled on the floor to the man smoking a spliff. Her hands made their way up his thighs in hopes of being freed after a fuck. She didn't want to die. She was now even more pissed that her stupid husband probably pissed someone off again.