You are MINE (closed)

Greg stood and leaned over the bar to kiss Gabriella, telling her, "Don't be long." He wasn't sure what might happen between her and Lance when he was gone, but after what he'd seen with her and Callis, she could take care of herself. He wasn't sure if Lance would say or do anything, or if she'd make any attempt to push him any farther, but it was evident that if something did happen, she wanted no audience.

Before he left, he clapped a hand on Lance's shoulder, saying, "Good luck," to which he received only a grunt. Greg then headed for his car and home to wait for Gabriella to arrive.

***

Lance didn't say much as the patrons filtered out. He knew the girls were trying to figure out what the fuck was going on. They knew he wasn't fucking Gabriella like he was them, and while it seemed they were okay with that, he knew they wondered why. The couple of glances up to Gabriella after she and Greg finally emerged from his office should have told them why. He was no wuss, but after seeing the brutal ferocity with which she took care of Dallis, there was definitely a dangerous person there. It didn't matter what her gender was, she was a threat no matter what her gender.

Finally, even the help went home, leaving the only glass unwashed, the only barstool not upended off the floor, was his. The only girl that hadn't gone home yet was Gabriella.
 
She stood there for a long moment.

You quite frankly are little more than huge problem Lance. First Vince and that little fiasco and now Callis? How do I know you weren't in Boston with him?

Her tone flat... Emotionless as she spoke.
 
Lance was so lost in his own thoughts that he was startled when he heard Gabriella speak to him. He'd expected - no, hoped - she'd just clear out like the rest. He should have known better.

"First, I'd never met Vince until that whole fucking fiasco went down. I don't know why I brought you to him. I guess at first, I was a little scared of whatever his threat was about my past. I've done a lot of scary shit in my life, and a day came where I just wanted to be done with it. I know I'm no fucking angel, but compared to those guys, I might as well be a goddamn saint. Besides, Vince made me promises; promises that, once I really got thinking about it, weren't worth it.

"I don't expect you to forgive me. Hell, I'd be surprised if you did. Still, you were willing to step up against Dallis for me, so I guess that says something. Pretty fucking impressive fighting, darlin'. Bastard didn't have a chance."

"As far as Boston... I think I know what you're talking about. I got out just as that was starting to boil over. I can't say I didn't have anything with the start of it, but ultimately, I wasn't even there."

He then stood, taking a few steps back toward the center of the room. Holding his arms out in a sagging cross pose he said, "Wanna take some shots at me? I don't blame you. Here I am. Tell me what you want. I'll fucking do it. Take your goddamn knife and give me what you gave Dallis. I don't care. I won't fight back. Make me your bitch for the night, I don't really give a shit. Whatever the fuck you want. Here I am. It's just the two of us."
 
Oh give the martyring yourself bullshit a rest. You and I both know Callis isn't going to take what happened here lying down. Dealing with you can happen after we deal with him. As for if Vince is working with him I will deal with that my way... That little vermin is my problem.

She shook her head... Beating the daylights out of Lance then a good ramp up and denial would be the minimum he deserved but they had bigger issues to deal with right now. Issues that truly only people with their histories and skill sets could deal with.
 
Lance stood there a few minutes more, waiting for the storm to come thundering down on him, but when it didn't come, he went back to his stool and sat.

"You're right, Dallis isn't going to let this defeat stand. If he didn't know who you were before, he sure as hell does now. He probably doesn't know your name, but you just gained a rep with him, and that rep is dangerous. If he doesn't try to get you on his side, and I kind of doubt he will, since he knows you can kick his sorry ass at any time, he'll most likely try to take you out. He won't do it in person, trust me. He'll send lackeys out to do the work. It's the kind of shit I was sent out to do when I was with him. You're gonna need eyes in the back of your head, darlin', so you better grow some. Give it a day or two, but there'll be guys on your trail, once his boys find out what happened.

"I know Greg will tell you to let the cops handle it, but you might want to give some thought to inviting those brothers of yours to pay a visit."
 
She chuckled a little and downed a shot of bourbon.

I have had a bullseye on me for longer and younger than I care to remember. Now Vince... He is dangerous... An idiot but dangerous and you double crossed him. So trust me if he know one dirty secret... He knows them all and will call on all of them in time.
 
Lance snorted. "Let 'em come. You don't become one of Dallis' boys by being a pussy. It's not like guys like him are free of sin, nor are they untouchable. Given another chance, I wouldn't stop at just one swing of my bat."
 
She thought for a long moment before looking to him once more.

As for your obedience and yet resistance to how anything with me will be. You have earned a little reward tonight.

Gripping his shirt she pulled him over the table to her and kissing him rough she bit at his lower lip before letting go and standing from the table.

See you tomorrow Lance.

With that she headed for the door. Her plan simple grab to take out and go home to her pet but when was life that easy.
 
When Gabriella said he'd earned a "reward," then started to come toward him, Lance began to back away, not knowing exactly the kind of "reward' she might be talking about. When she pulled him in and pressed a kiss against his lips, he was shocked, but pleasantly so. It wasn't a loving kiss, by any stretch, but it was more than he'd gotten from her in the time she'd worked for him.

As she sauntered cockily from the bar, her hips swaying seductively, he wondered just what the fuck had happened. He still wasn't sure if he could turn over and knuckle under, like it appeared Greg had, but it looked like Greg had a fucking fantastic thing going, so maybe trying a less domineering role might be worth it, at least once.

Getting up from his stool, he went to the booze and poured himself another. While he didn't like drinking up his own profits, he needed something to help him think...

***

Greg waited patiently for Gabriella to show. He wasn't sure if she'd try to show him his place so soon or not. He knew she'd taken a crack at it once or twice already. Even after having fucked at Lance's Greg was ready for more.

He wasn't sure if he should wait for her naked or not. Probably it didn't matter. Chances were good that regardless how he was dressed when she got there, he wouldn't be dressed for long...
 
She headed home thinking a couple of times that she was being followed but losing everyone behind her was easy. Once home she smiled to Greg and slithered around him.

See told you I wouldn't be long and here is dinner.

She held up a bag overloaded with food from downstairs.

Every Friday without fail.
 
Greg happily let Gabriella engulf him.

"Right now, I think the only thing I want to eat is you."
 
Mmm oh really...

Setting the bag down she moved over towards the bedroom door with a wink

Prove it
 
Greg scooped his scoffing girlfriend up off the floor and carried her into the bedroom. He didn't even waste time with getting her top off, but went straight for her pants. It took a little doing because of how tight they were, but soon enough, he had her shoes and pants completely off, even though the rest of her was fully clothed.

Giving a gentle shove, he urged her to the bed. When she sat on the edge, he knelt between her legs, then gave another nudge to get her to lay back. Her pussy was now fully in view, but he still wanted better access.

Pulling Gabriella's legs up exposed her luscious cunt even more, and he now wasted no time in shoving his face into her warm, wet slit...
 
She found the need little demands endearing and sweet and quickly feeling like she had been followed vanished from her mind completely after all Vince was allegedly in jail and so was Callis and his I'll.
 
Gabriella had felt a little tense when Greg first took her in his arms, but now that his face was in her pussy, she'd relaxed a lot. Whatever the reason for her earlier tension, he hoped he'd be able to make her tense again, but for a totally different reason...
 
Her hips arched and pressed against him slowly... Rhythmically as her fingertips stretched slightly to slither through his hair.

Mmm yes Love...
 
God, this was where Greg truly wanted to be, here in Gabriella's tasty, beautiful cunt. He loved her fingers in his hair, gently leading him where she wanted him most. Oh, yes, he spent plenty of time on her clit, but he didn't leave any part of her delectable pussy untouched. Each part of her delicious slit brought a different response from her, but she quite obviously loved every moment, just as he did. He could hardly wait for her to cum and give him his even tastier reward...
 
Her hips bucked her hands gripped his hair tight as her body undulated and arched beneath his ever talented tongue

Mmm. So good lover
 
Greg just kept licking and nibbling. Gabriella held his head where she wanted it, and he was ready to keep her going through cum after cum, until she released him, even though his tongue and jaw were starting to get tired...
 
As another orgasm passed she released his head laying there gasping for air.

Very good lover... Yes...

She laid there lifting her head to smile.to him
 
As another orgasm roared through Gabriella, Greg felt a tremendous sense of both accomplishment as well as relief. While he loved making her feel as good as this, he needed a break. Besides, now, he was actually feeling hungry for whatever food Gabriella had picked up for dinner

While she laid on the bed, panting as she recovered, Greg crawled into bed and wrapped his arms around her. "That was delicious," he whispered into her ear. "When you recover, now that I've had dessert, I could go for some dinner. I'm in no hurry, though: take your time, beautiful."
 
You know the elderly couple who run the store downstairs always loads up food for me every Friday since they take the weekends off sometimes for their grandkids... Help yourself love.

She laid there quite content.
 
Though he hated to leave Gabriella behid , he knew she wasn't gping anywhere. Finding the bag of groceries, Greg dug through and found cheese, prepared meat, cut vegetables, crackers and some grapes. Gfabbing these, as well as a bottle of water from the fridge, he made his way back to the bedroom and the dangerous beauty within.

Setting everything on the nightstand, he climbed back onto the bed, sitting up against the headboard, pulling Gabriella comfortably up so she could lounge with him.

God, she felt tremendous, as usual, but he figured she needed food, too, even if she hadn't cared to join him in the kitchen.

Reaching for what he'd brought in, he started a nice little nude picnic for them right there in the bed...
 
Mmm I like this... Snuggling here eating together.

She curled up and reaching for some food with a smile.
 
"Thought it might be nice to try and put some of the events of the evening aside for a little bit, y'know? A little domestic bliss to break up the shit that's been happening."

He knew even mentioning any of what might be coming could break the spell of normalcy that had settled over them, but he knew it was only a brief reprieve, as did Gabriella. He hoped they could pretend for at least a little longer.
 
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