The Widow's Assignment

As he left her she had to laugh, it was true, he didn't know her name because she never mentioned it. She called out as she heard him move into the bathroom, "Natasha." She put the plates back on the cart and filled up her glass of wine, taking that and the bottle with her into the bedroom she moved over toward her bags once again. She noticed the door was open and tried not to peek inside but she caught herself glancing from time to time. For someone so young he certainly had a nice body and the thought of that hand on his cock had her tightening once again.

Pulling her eyes from the sight of him she moved over to the file once more and flipped through it, trying to see if she missed anything. She picked up her cell and called in to Nick, "Yeah I got him, we should be flying back tomorrow baring any problems. Don't worry I will take care of him. See you then" After hanging up Natasha turned back to her bags once more, digging through them to find something to wear when she heard Jake's voice. She called out, "Problem?"

Natasha was trying not to spy on him and yet was having a hard time keeping her eyes from that door and the sight of him. She glanced up once and seen he was trying to take care of himself and just that sight had her aching between her legs. She remembered he said he would have to cum before bed and if she needed to help again she would, but she was really trying not to be too involved with him.
 
Jake heard her voice coming in from the bedroom. He sighed and let himself go, "Problem? Yeah maybe you could say that." He answered and turned the water off. He stepped from the shower and dried himself off with a towel then stepped into the bedroom with the towel around his waste.

"I think our little experience had a side effect." He told her as he walked into the bedroom. "I tried to take care of myself, but I couldn't get it up." He frowned and looked at her. "I'm sorry."

He sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. "You might have to help me again Natasha."
 
Natasha watched him walk from the bathroom in just a towel. Her mind was spinning with ideas and she actually caught just a bit of what he was saying to her. She nodded catching on that she needed to help him. "Hmmmm, okay I can help again Jake, just this time keep me clear. I hate to have to take yet another shower." Laughing softly she debated on just shoving him back into the shower once more.

Walking over to him she smiled softly, knowing he wasn't too happy with her having to help him with this. Slowly she unraveled the tie on her robe and let it part open to him, this time giving him a full view of her naked body. This was certainly more than she ever did for any other mission, maybe she should ask for a raise after all was said and done.

"Stand up Jake, it would be much easier if I laid down this time and you can stay against the wall and watch." Natasha moved toward the bed, she sat down before laying back, letting the robe part around her form before she slipped her arms free from it. She used the side of the bed to hook her heels for a bit of leverage as her eyes moved over him. Slowly she began to part her thighs, almost shocked at the ease of baring herself to him and yet she knew this had to be done.
 
Jake backed against the wall and watched her carefully. He was thankful she was willing to help him, but it seemed strange that she would be so willing to do it for him. Even if she knew about his power and what it could do. It just seemed so indecent in how quickly she wanted to help him.

Still it was better than exploding and destroying everything around him. So he watched her slowly spread herself for him. The sight of her perfect body on the bed spread for him did the trick. He felt himself come to life under the towel and he shrugged out of it quickly.

His hand wrapped around his member and he watched her fingers trail along her slit. His mouth watered and he stroked himself, wishing she would welcome him between those legs rather than her fingers. Still it was a sight that excited him enough to have him hard and stroking toward the climax that would allow him to go to sleep safely.
 
Natasha watched Jake, almost a complete stranger, though she probably knew more about him than most people did, shrug from his towel and wrap his hand around his hard member. She nibbled her bottom lip as she tried to contain the groan at seeing him so hard and ready. Her fingers slipped between her folds, diving into herself before moving up to rub along her clit.

The sensations were flowing easily through her again and she found her body arching, her hips tilting toward her fingers as moans slipped from her slightly parted lips. Her breath picked up even as her eyes tried to stay focused on him. He was certainly a sight to behold. Young man, proud hard cock jutting from his body as his hand moved up and down the length and his bicep bunched with the effort.

Natasha was afraid to say anything to him, afraid of breaking the spell that seem to wrap them both up. Her fingers moved over her clit before diving into her wetness once more. She felt her body building and yet she knew she needed something to push her over that edge, but for the life of her she couldn't think what it could be.
 
Jake stroked himself faster, trying to build to release quickly. Her hand played with herself, but it also blocked the veiw he had of her womanhood. So his feet moved him forward for a closer look. A wasn't really aware of what he was doing until he bumped the end of the bed.

Nastasha looked at him and he froze. He half expected her to tell him to move away, but her eyes seemed to be on his cock. She watched his hand move back and forth along his length, urging those thick clear drops of his fluids to leak from him.

In his gut the power stirred, not in the way it did when it was about to explode, but in the way it did when he brought himself release from the power. Jake had a theory that his release shot his power out with his semen thus keeping him from exploding.

That was what his power felt like now. Just waiting to rush out with his sperm.
 
Natasha felt the bed shutter from Jake's body hitting it. Her eyes seemed to take a long time to move up away from the sight of his cock as his hand stroked it, but eventually she moved them up to his. She didn't even realize that her knees were parting even further, her fingers moving to rub along her clit, trying to give him an even better view than before.

Natasha found herself lost in the moment, lost in the sensations that were coursing through her body. Her free hand slipped down her body actually reaching out and brushing the tips of her fingers over his arm as it moved with the stroking of his cock. Her eyes moving back down to where her fingertips brushed his arm, his hand stroked his cock and she found her hips arching to him.

She imagined what he would feel like, sliding into her and a loud moan slipped from her lips. Her body began to shake softly from the imaginary feeling of his cock sliding into her for the first time. Natasha wasn't sure why she was imagining this, but it seemed to push her closer to her orgasm.
 
Jake shivered as she touched him. He saw her legs open wider and she raised her hips up a little bit. It was like she was gyrating the air, beckoning him closer. Jake climbed onto the bed, moving onto his knees between her legs. She was like hypnotizing him, urging him closer, close enough to take her.

His eyes looked down over her body, taking in her every curve. The way her breasts heaved on her cheat with her panting breaths. He reached out and put a hand on her knee. He wanted to see how she would react to his touch.

Then he moved even closer, lowering himself until his cock brushed against her thigh. His hands stopped pumping as he was suddenly interested in a different type of stimulation.
 
Feeling the bed move Natasha didn't even move her eyes up, not until Jake touched her leg. Her eyes slowly moved up his toned body, first stopping at his hand on her leg and then moving up to his eyes as they moved over her. Everywhere he looked sent tingles through her and her body arched toward him even more.

She felt his cock brushing her thigh and knew they should stop, she even planted her hand on his abdomen to keep him from coming closer, yet her own hand was moving from her wetness to wrap around him. As her fingers brushed over that hard steel of his cock she groaned out, her hand on his abdomen giving way as he leaned into her even more.

Natasha knew she needed to stop this, knew the moment he speared her that she would be getting too involved with him. Her breath heaved, her body arched and the head of him brushed over her, making her lose all train of thought on why she shouldn't be doing this.
 
Jake gasped as her hand wrapped around his shaft. He felt her juices on her fingers, now start to rub onto his skin. He leaned closer and her hand pressed to his stomach stopping him. But as she gently moved her hand around his shaft and began to slide up and down his length, the hand on his stomach began to give way.

Then he was top of her, their eyes locked to each other. Her hand still stroked him, but now his tip touched her between her legs. "I haven't been with anyone as beautiful as you ever." He whispered softly. "Should I push it in?"

The tension between them made the air thick with it. There was no stopping them now, Jake knew that. Even asking her was just a formality. He only needed to push and he would be inside the most beautiful woman he had ever met.
 
Natasha couldn't find her voice, at least not for words. Her hand stroked over his cock slowly, brushing him from the top of her clit down to her entrance. Her free hand slowly started to move up his chest as her hips arched and she felt just the tip of him enter her. She groaned, her head tilting back, her back arching into him while her fingers on his chest gripped him.

Her hand around his cock actually started to pull more than stroke. Her body taking over, demanding more from her, demanding to feel him inside of her and yet she knew she should be fighting this, but the reasons were so lost to her. Natasha's eyes locked with his once again as her body started to settle until she felt him slip a bit further into her. It was torturous and yet it felt wonderful at the same time.

Her hand pulled from his cock, gripped his hip and pulled him into her, feeling him drive all the way into her as she cried out from the feel of him stretching her walls around him. Why had she waited for this? Why was she battling this? Her body screamed at her, needing this more than she first thought. Her fingers on his hip didn't release him until her walls stopped their trembling as her body grew accustom to his size.
 
Jake grunted with the pleasure of sliding into her. She was hot, wet, and tight all at once. Her flesh slid along his length as his cock sunk into her depths. He could feel her body quivering and milking around him as she got used to his length inside of her. She held onto his hip to keep him from moving until her body stopped quivering around his shaft.

"Fuck it's so hot," He breathed and pulled back a little bit, his cock slipping from her body just a bit. "I can't believe how good this is." then he pushed back, finding himself unable to pull out of her long enough to push back in. He was savoring the way she felt wrapped around him. Her wet welcoming heaven was too much for him to bare.

He pressed and ground his hips against her, rubbing her insides and stirring her pussy up, without having to withdraw from her in any way. He bent his head and nuzzled himself between her breasts, kissing her soft smooth flesh and enjoying the way her breasts craddled him.
 
Natasha finally found her voice, "Better than a hand." Her body arched as he pulled out just a bit and moved back into her. Her hand on his chest moved up as he leaned down, cradle the back of his head as his breath blew of her breast. She still couldn't believe she was doing this, but damn if the feeling of it made her keep forgetting why she shouldn't.

As his hips moved, stiring his cock inside of her, her hips tilted up, her walls clamping down on him as she lowered her hips, stroking him even though he was for the most part still inside of her. Her fingers brushed over his hip to his ass before sliding up the lower part of his back. She marveled in the feel of his muscles as they bunches and moved with the strength of his body.

Her legs moved up on each side of his hips, giving him even more access than before, her breath whispered out, "Sorry Jake," before she moved quickly rolling them over until she was on top. Slowly she sat up onto him, feeling him drive deeper into her body, her head tilting back at the feeling, her long hair brushing along her back to his thighs. Her hands moved up to his chest as her hips began to move, sliding him in and out of her body, stroking that need that seem to consume her.
 
Jake was lost in anything that was happening around him, except the heat between her legs. Then she rolled them over in a move that had happened even before he had noticed it was happening. Suddenly he was on his back and she was pumping her hips up and down on him, stroking herself on him.

He gasped and put his hands on her strong smooth thighs. He could feel her walls sliding up and down his length, the feel of his cock forcing her open again and again was incredible. Each time she rose up, Jake could see her juices had made his rod shinny with her juice.

His gaze moved from their crotches, moving up to her breasts, bouncing with each thrust she made down on him. He was almost blind to the sensation of his cock being plunged into her depths. Until she let out a loud moan and slammed herself down on him. He felt the barrier of her cervix bump into the tip of him and his eyes went wide.

Suddenly he could feel every ridge and fold of her insides and every one of them sent shivers through him. His cock swelled and throbbed inside of her as his balls cocked and ready to release into her. Unless she got off of him soon.
 
Natasha was savoring the feel of Jake's cock sliding in and out of her. Her moans though soft began to grow louder. When he brushed her cervix she couldn't help the loud moan that ripped from her body. Her fingers began to dig into his chest as she drew closer to her own orgasm.

Her eyes looked down on him and that pushed her even harder, her hips moved a bit faster and before long she was slamming him deep inside of her. Her body tightened around him a moment before she cried out into the room, her orgasm taking over her making her jerk back on his cock trying to drive him as deep as he could possible go inside of her.

Her walls rippled around him as her body shuttered above him. Her hands on his chest was the only thing that kept her upright on him. Natasha felt him swelling and knew he was close. She knew there was a reason she needed to keep her distance from him, but with his cock deep inside of her, the tail end of her orgasm still slipping through her, she couldn't remember what it was.
 
Jake grunted and sat up, throwing his arms around her as he exploded inside of her. His shaft jerked deep within her and his firehose began to spray. This time it was inside of her soft velvet tunnel. It was only seconds before he could feel her shaking and crying out. His cum filled her, deep inside of her his thick semen filled her uterus like a water balloon.

Even as he shivered to a stop and instantly his juice began to drip out of her, the tight barrior of her cervix locked the semen trapped in her uterus. Jake panted and flopped onto his back, Natasha falling with him. He gently put his arm around her and stroked her back softly.

"I think you are going to leak a big mess onto the bed," He told her with a chuckle.

He sighed and closed his eyes slowly, settling down to hold her in the bliss of the post orgasmic calm.
 
As she felt him filling her full of his cum it hit her then why she shouldn't have let this happen. Never before has Natasha ever felt so full of cum in her life and she didn't think he was going to stop.

When finally the last of his cum entered her he fell back to the bed and she gladly went with him. She felt his hands stroking over her back and she almost lost herself in that feeling. When he joked about the mess she was going to make she turned her head toward him, "Guess that means you will just have to keep yourself in me and get me in the shower before you let me go." Laughing softly she lowered herself once more against him.

Her eyes grew heavy but she knew she needed to move before she fell asleep. Her body so lost in the afterglow of the orgasm and the feel of Jake cumming inside of her that she laid there for a bit longer. Her breath slowing down even as her lips nuzzled along his neck. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she settled on top of him even more.
 
Jake felt wonderfully comforted by her soft body on top of him. The bliss of the pleasure they had just shared had him dozing before he could stop himself.

The next thing that he knew, he was awoken by the hotel shaking violently. An explosion rocked the lower floors. Jake jerked up screamed, thinking that he was exploding in his sleep. But everything around him was fine. He jumped out of bed and saw Natasha looking out the window. She was dressed already and she didn't look happy.

"What's going on?" HE asked her looking out the window.

Down on the street a man was shooting fire from his hands at the cars in front of the hotel. Another one exploded, rocking the hotel violently again. "Whoa. That's not good."

He turned to Natasha who he noticed must not have cleaned herself up as a slight wet spot appeared on her crotch. "What do we do?"
 
Natasha vaguely heard her phone ringing, she woke to find herself still on top of Jake. Groaning she slipped from him, feeling his cum begin to slip from her, reaching for her phone, "Yeah?" It was Nick and he wasn't happy, "Got it. Don't worry about him, he will be fine." She cut off the phone and pushed herself off the bed to grab her bag and find herself some clothes. She called down to the front desk, demanded clothes for Jake and within a few moments there came a knock on her door.

She moved to it, getting the clothes from the man before moving back to the bedroom. Dropping them on the bed as the first explosion rocked the hotel, Natasha moved to the window to look out. She heard Jake rousting behind her and she glanced back to him. Wishing they had a better morning than this to wake to after what they did the night before, she knew life was never that easy.

Natasha turned away from the window, going to one of her bags, she pulled it open and started pulling out hardware, at least two handguns, her shoulder straps to hold them to her. Her knives, which she tucked down into her boots and at the small of her back. More guns and more knives were strapped to her body. "We run, we hide, but we must get to that plane and get the hell out of here." Nodding to the clothes on the bed, "Those are yours. Have you ever used a gun before?" She hoped and prayed that he had, but then she expected he hadn't handled a real one before.
 
Jake watched her become a walking weapon and stammered as she explained what they were about to do. "What? What the hell is going on? Is that guy after you?" He asked as she pointed to his clothes on the bed.

He ran to the bed and scrambled into the clothes, which fit loosely but at least they fit. He jerked on his old shoes and looked up when Natasha held a gun out toward him. "Does Call of Duty count?" He asked with a frown on his face.

He held up his hands and shook his head, "Maybe you don't give me that and I'll focus on not blowing up where ever we happen to be at the time."

The hotel shook again and this time the room lurched and slumped to the side a bit. "Oh shit! Let's get the fuck out of here." He jumped to his feet and they ran out the door. The hall was cracked and breaking apart. "I don't suppose we should take the elevator."
 
Natasha gave a short laugh while Jake was getting dressed, "No, not me, you. He has come for you. Seems we weren't the only ones interested in your abilities." She stood holding a gun toward him wondering if it was for the best but his actions determined he wasn't going to take it. She shoved it in the back of her pants even as the blast rocked the building.

She completely agreed with Jake as they headed out the door. She surveyed the hall and noted the cracks and how the building was crumbling on this side. At his little joke about the elevators she gripped his arm and started to move quickly to the other side of the building. Turning as she got close to the stairs she hit the door with her ass and pulled him through, "Keep up with me and I will get you out of this."

Natasha rushed down the stairs as quickly as possible as yet another blast hit the building. Pieces of the building started to rain down on them as they made their way to the bottom floor. Again hitting the door with her ass, her hand was on a gun long before her body made it through the doorway. Her eyes scanned the lobby before turning toward the back. Grabbing Jake's arm she pulled him in that direction before letting him go.

Coming to the back door of the lobby she paused and peeked out of one of the side windows. Natasha counted 4 men moving up toward the building, "Stay here," she said to Jake before opening the door and rolling out, firing at the first while the momentum took her to the second. Leg sweeping him as she spun, aiming for the next as her free hand gripped one of her knives, pulling it from it's sheath as she stabbed the one falling from the leg sweep. That left only one for her to take out but of course he was going to be difficult.

He had dove for cover around one of the back columns. She rushed to a nearby one to take cover as gunfire erupted from his direction. Cursing she slipped to one side and fired while moving to the other side and out of cover to rush to the column closer to him. Glancing up, Natasha noticed that the columns though solid led up to some metal rafters of sorts. She smirked as she return fire once again before tucking her gun into her waist band of her pants and palming another knife. She used them to make her way up the column as quickly as possible, thankful for the nice knife addition from Nick.

She swung her body up onto one of the metal rails before jumping to the next and then the next. By the time she was almost on top of the last man he looked up. She dove off of the rail just as his gun raised toward her. Flicking her wrist she released the last knife, embedding it in his neck. His aim raised higher and she felt the breeze of the bullets as they passed her. She slammed into him, her momentum making her roll from him as she ripped her knife free.

Natasha glance forward to where they were headed, making sure there weren't more men waiting on her before standing, turning around and sprinting toward the door, "Jake come on...I'm sure they called for backup."
 
This was some serious shit. Jake realized that as Natasha led him down the hotel to the lobby. He caught a glimpse of the men coming toward them when she shoved him aside and darted out the door. Jake shifted to the side of the doorframe, like they did in the Call of Duty games and watched Natasha.

She moved like she was made of liquid not human flesh and blood. She took out three men like they were nothing, then ducked out of the way of bullet like she could see them coming. Then she climbed the pillar like goddamn spider-man.

"Who is this girl?" He asked himself.

Then the bullet fire stopped. She must have gotten the last guy, because she called out to him. At her que Jake took off toward her, stepping over the dead people she left behind. "I don't understand, why would anyone want me? I can't use my power at will, I can't directed it. I jerked off to avoid it." He told her, "It can't be of use to anyone."

Then the man shoot fire out of his hands appeared and a ball of fire exploded behind them. Jake tumbled against the pillar and gasped as the heat took the air right out of his lungs. "Friend of yours?" He asked.

Then he noticed the rifle that the guy Natasha had just killed had been using. And he grabbed it. It felt kind of right in his hands and he had a thought tht maybe video games were bad for kids. But he spun around the edge of the pillar and pointed the rifle at firehands. Just as the man was about to fire his handmade grenades JAke fired at him. The bullets missed, but the guy jerked away and his fireball went somewhere else.

He glanced at Natasha and said, "I wasn't very good at the game."
 
Natasha started to answer him as another guy rounded the corner. She recognized him from the front of the building, but that was all she could do as she stepped over in front of one pillar and watched as Jake's back pressed to the other.

Smirking, "Yeah him and I are BFF's didn't you know, that is why he is trying to kill me." She watched as he gripped the rifle and turned to fire. When he turned back to her she grinned at him at his comment about not being any good, "You don't say."

Glancing around the pillar Natasha surveyed the man and his timing. She glanced back toward the area they were headed, "When I give the word, run your ass off to there," pointing at a building behind the hotel. "I will meet up with you there. Natasha glanced to Jake once more, waiting for his confirmation he had heard her. Taking a deep breath, she sheathed the two knives and pulled out two handguns, "Now!" Natasha dove from cover and started firing at the man as his eyes moved to follow Jake. It was a good distraction and he took a few rounds, finally falling to his knees.

As she came to her own feet she saw him start to stumble to his own. Cursing she darted after Jake, meeting up with him beside the building as she grabbed his arm to keep him moving, "He isn't down completely, keep moving." She rushed down the street, darting between buildings until finally she was able to kick in a door and usher him inside. Slamming the door shut as her breath heaved from her chest, "We need a car."
 
Jake looked at where she was pointed and nodded his understanding. He watched her pull her pistols and dart out of the pillar firing toward the fireball man. He took her signal and darted across the street running as he heard the bullets fire from her gun.

His heart pounded in his chest and it wasn't until he got behind the building that he realized he was still holding onto the rifle. He leaned against the wall and looked out toward where Natasha still was. He saw her running up to him and spin around behind him.

She didn't pause, just grabbed him and urged him along. They darted through the allies, weaving between buildings as confusingly as they could to loose the trail of their pursuer until Natasha found a door and with a massive kick the door broke and they went inside.

They panted against the wall for a second when she said, "We need a car."

Jake jerked his thumb out toward the far door where the little shop they were in would spill out onto the street. "There should be some cars parked on that street out there. Can you hot wire one?"

It was then that the flicker of the power awakened within him. Only a look of realization crossed his face, but he hid it quickly. He didn't want to worry Natasha about being blown to hell when they were still trying to get somewhere safe. Hopefully the power would stay small for a while, that way they would have time to escape.
 
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Taking a few deep breaths to try to calm her breathing and heart rate down, Natasha started toward the front of the shop. She took note it was closed, which meant no customers or employees. As she started out of the door that lead from the front to the back she stopped dead in her tracks.

Natasha has to brace her feet a bit more as she felt Jake run right into her, staying on her as she asked him to. Outside on the street were men looking as if they were searching for something. Peeking in windows and between buildings. She pushed Jake backward, back into the room they were coming from. Just as she got her foot out of the doorway she saw one of the men turning her way. Natasha pushed Jake and herself up against the wall next to the door to hide there.

Slowly the realization hit that the front of her body was molded to the front of his. Every breath she took she took in his scent and it was doing things to her body that she didn't need at that very moment. Hearing the door open she slowly pulled up one of the pistols in her hands, preparing for a gun fight right in the store.
 
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