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Don't Kill Me! (ButterflyxGinger)

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Jan 9, 2009
Alexander was sitting on the roof of an expensive house, yawning rather loudly. He hated this job. It had been six hours since the sun set and most of the lights in the house were still on. But then, the side of the building suddenly got darker, and a quick peek over the side showed that only her light was still on. This was going to be easy. Mafia girls couldn't fend for themselves. So he held onto the edge of the gutter and with a quick swing, went through her window and landed silently.

He heard the sound of water running on the other side of a door and smirked. Too easy. He pulled his mask off, showing his gorgeous face, though it was marked with a scar along his cheek. He was tall, almost six four, and though he was very fit, he wasn't very muscular. His gray eyes were cold and emotionless as he pulled the pistol from a holster on his side before pointing it at the door. When she came out, it would be over. At least that was what he thought until the door opened.
 
The door opened and there stood his target, Bianca. Middle daughter to Don Greog of his 7 children. A dark haired, green eyed beauty that would make any man hard if he glanced at her from a distance. But Alexander was up nice and close. And Bianca was gloriously... naked. Every inch of her freshly washed body exposed to his view from her long wet locks down her well endowed chest, long legs, and to the tips of her toes.

Clearly she was shocked to see Alexander when she opened the door, but the shock only lasted a moment. Somehow she always knew her father's 'business' would be the end of the whole family. "You're going to kill me, aren't you?" she asked flat out. "Don't sugar coat the answer..."
 
When she walked out of the bathroom so incredibly naked, he couldn't help but lower his gun slowly. Then she asked so bluntly if he was going to kill her. "I have been paid to send a message to your father. So yes...I am going to kill you. And I am going to make sure that he knows I am not just some thug." He took a few steps closer, not afraid of this small girl hurting him.

"But who knows...There are a few ways to send a message. Maybe if you ask nicely you can come out of this alive and unharmed. Give me a few ideas and we will see how it goes." He put the gun behind his back and smiled a little, a wicked smirk on his lips.
 
Her face was unchanging as she spoke, almost like she was talking of a business deal instead of her own life. "I'd like to send the dirty bastard a message or two myself. However... I would rather a message where I get to keep my life. Or at least... get myself a new one." She wasn't exactly the most seductive woman in the world, but every one was somewhat in her own right. And she could see how he looked at her naked body. "Help me get out and I can make it worth your while."
 
Alexander looked her over when she said that and he couldn't help but smirk. "Well...I have had a very boring day waiting for a chance to get in here. And it would be a shame to kill such a gorgeous girl. So I think that we can work something out." He put his gun the holster before pulling it off and putting it on the floor. "That is if you don't mind trading your body for your life. If not, I can always waste this chance." He got a wicked smirk again, waiting for her to answer.
 
Bianca gave a slight laugh and crossed to her bed without so much as hesitation. Sitting on the edge she gave him a bit of a 'come hither' look. "If you swear that trading it will be me out of this place, it's but a small price to pay." She moved herself to sit a little futher back on the bed. "And besides," she added with a smirk, "you're pretty good looking." With was actually and understatement for he was down right fucking handsome!
 
When she crawled onto the bed and gave him that look, he could only smirk. "You really know how to make a deal. I promise your father will think you are dead and you won't be in this house anymore." He pulled his shirt over his head, showing his chest, which had a few long scars. "For now...I will tell you when you have paid for my service fully. But for now..." He glanced at the clock. "I think we can only spare about twenty minutes." He pulled his pants off next before moving to sit next to her on the bed. This was rather business-like.
 
Bianca couldn't help but wet her lips as his shirt came off. Her mouth went dry and she couldn't help it. "We don't have to do it here. If you'd rather devote more time to it. We can stage the room for my father to find and then go together to give it more time." A total buisness deal, like every thing in the mafia.
 
Alexander moved closer and put a hand on her stomach. "No...I think I want to have at least one round of fun here. Just in case something happens." He laid back and stretched out a little. "For now I think you should be on top. Show me what I am risking my pay day for." He smirked and closed his eyes, waiting for her to start pleasuring him. He was confident she didn't mind fucking him to get out of here.
 
She smirked a little as she moved to straddle his hips, tugging his underwear down his legs and tossing them aside to join the rest of his clothing. She took a moment to just look down at his fine body and large cock. "Mmm," she moaned slightly as she bit her lip. Hand stroked his chest a moment before she started to speak, "Who says you have to loose your pay day? I can stay out of sight. I can dye my hair. I can wear fake glasses, change enough to make me a new person. Your employers can still think me dead. That way... we both win."
 
"I didn't plan on missing my payment for you. I was going to figure out some way to make you disappear." Her hands on his chest were rather distracting. And suddenly her being on top didn't have its appeal. He put a hand on her side and tossed her to the bed with ease. Soon he was on his knees behind her, smirking wickedly. "I changed my mind. On your hands and knees and put that ass of yours high in the air."
 
She almost cried out, but they could not be found out. Not if she wanted this all to go through as she planned in her head. She looked up at him. His style was not exactly what she was fond of, but to get out you had to do what you had to do. That's the way the mafia was. Without saying anything, Bianca rolled over onto her hands and knees and positioned herself as he commanded her too.
 
Alexander smirked a little and moved behind her before leaning down and biting her shoulder. "Smart girl. At least you are smart enough to listen when your life depends on it." He stroked his length a little to get it hard before pressing against her, rubbing the tip against her entrance to try and get her hot and wet. "Don't think of this as a business arrangement though. No need for us not to enjoy ourselves." He smirked and slowly pressed harder, the tip pushing in slowly.
 
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