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PART 4

I woke up to someone pounding on my front door the next morning. Sophia was still asleep, fully nude, next to me. It was hard to believe how beautiful she was still, even after a full night of sleep. I threw on some gym shorts and was putting a t-shirt on as I walked down the hall to the door.

I opened the door as the t-shirt covered my abs and fell relaxed to my waistline. Brett was there, and very excited. He came right in, which is not out of the ordinary we are friendly and he comes over quite a bit to watch football games.

“We got her,” Brett started.

“We got who?” I asked, still waking up.

“The cartel. It’s a woman, not a man.”

I looked at the file to see how much they had. They had a substantial amount for just finding out about this but no photos. They did have some aliases, and I noticed that Sophia Cruz was on the list.

“How sure are we about this?” I quizzed again.

“It all lines up. We have whispers of another deal going down this weekend in New York. The team is gearing up to go, I know you’re off and all but we need you here on this one.”

I heard movement in my bedroom and hoped Brett didn’t hear it.

“Send me the details and I’ll see what I can work out for my family. It’s hard to explain going in when the markets are closed and I took vacation time.”

Sophia came walking down the hall to the living room, wearing only my dress shirt from he night before.

“Oh gosh, I didn’t realize someone was here. I apologize.”

Brett raised an eyebrow and looked at me.

“I’ll leave you two to it,” she said drifting back to the bedroom.

“Wow,” Brett started.

“I know. Now, send me the details of the raid and I’ll work something out.”

“At least give me her name,”

“Sophia,” I said not thinking and ushering him out the door.

I went back to the bedroom to find Sophia and apologize for the intrusion.

“I know that was your friend from the agency. How close are they?”

“Aliases but no pictures.”

“Shit. Ty can I tell you something?” She looked worried.

“Sure.”

“I have a buyer. For everything. The business, the client list, the contacts, the inventory, everything. I can be legitimate after this meeting. It’s this weekend,” she said.

“In New York,” I finished her sentence.

“Shit, they know.”

She looked like she was about to cry at the realization that this could go sideways very fast.

“Ty, it can’t go like this. I’ve already got a legitimate business lined up. I’m donating 20% of proceeds to adoption costs. So much good can be done if my father’s business can go away. You’ve got to help me.”

“Tell me one thing then. Is your name really Sophia Cruz? I saw it on the alias list.”

“Yes, that is my real name. I promise you on all the good that can be done with my business that that is my real name.”

“I believe you. I’ll help you.”

We spent the rest of the day devising the plan. I had to call my family and tell them that I ended up having to go to work for an emergency. And my mom was fine with that, she wanted to sight see. I told her I would extend their stay the following week on me, I just needed to work on this through the weekend.

I wanted Sophia to work with us as a confidential informant and put in a clause saying by giving up all of the client lists and transactions she would obtain immunity. She said that not allowing the deal to be executed would put her business in jeopardy. This deal was the start-up capital for her business. She just wanted to go and do the deal and give me the list after the fact for the same immunity deal. I told her the US Attorney’s office would never go for that. It took time but we found a good middle ground.

We ordered takeout that night and she told me more about her family and what it was like growing up with a crime lord as a dad. She told me about her vision for the luxury resort she wanted to open and how she wanted to use the income to do good instead of evil. I admired her for that.

“I may have to take some vacation and come check it out,” I told her. I was starting to want to see more of her.

“You would get the red carpet treatment there,” she said with a smile, “Hey, do you still have that restraint rigged up that you used last night?”

“I do. Do you want to take it for round two?” I asked, already hardening.

“Yes, but you’re getting the handcuffs tonight.”

“Wait, we are not even on how many times you’ve been tied up to how many times I’ve been tied up.”

She leaned down and whispered seductively in my ear, “Are you saying you don’t want it?”

“No ma’am”

“Good boy. Now, follow me.”

I followed her down the hall to the bedroom. When we got to the foot of the bed she told me to lift my arms, and I obliged. She ran her hands over my pecs and my abs and gave me a devilish grin. She took her handcuffs out and cuffed my hands together.

“On your knees.”

“Yes ma’am.”

I knelt down. She walked behind me, and I could hear the shuffling of clothes. She traced her finger along my shoulder, sending a chill down my spine. My cock was bulging against my boxer briefs. She came back into view fully nude, walked closer to me and put her pussy in my face.

“Eat me.”

“Yes ma’am”

I went to work. It was difficult at first given that she was standing, but once I found the spot, I was on to something. She pushed the back of my head into her soaked pussy and I continued to flick the clit with my tongue, driving her wild. I could feel her knees buckling. I could taste her juices on my tongue. She was morning loudly as I continued my work. I thought she was about to orgasm when she backed away.

“Get on the bed and put your hands above your head,” my dominant demanded.

“Yes ma’am.”

My cock was bulging against my boxer briefs and my jeans as I laid down. She finally freed me and slid my pants off and let my cock go free as she slid my boxer briefs down. It landed against my abs with a soft thud.

“Let’s not forget this,” she said, wrapping the blindfold around my head, blacking out my vision, “Now, where is that stash of toys that you keep?”

“It’s in the closet in a Nike shoe box on the top shelf.”

I heard her move that direction, some shuffling, and an audible, “Oh my god, what would that even be for,” she said thinking that I couldn’t hear her.

“What is what for?”

“Nothing… er… I mean… did I say you could talk?” she stammered.

I decided not to say anything to stay in character.

“Good boy,” she said as I felt her climb back on the bed.

I felt her fingernails trace my balls, up my shaft to the head of my cock and back down. She grasped my balls in one hand and took my shaft and gently started stroking me in the other. Being tied up and blindfolded on heightened my senses and it was an amazing sensation.

I felt her climb on top of me. Lowering her pussy down to my cock and leaning down to where her head was close to mine. I could feel her hair on my neck and chest.

“Do you want to fuck me?” She whispered in my ear.

“Yes ma’am”

She slid her wet slit over my cock, teasing me.

“Does that wet pussy feel good on your dick?”

“Yes ma’am”

She slid it over my cock again.

“Do you want to cum inside me?”

“Yes ma’am”

She put just the tip in for a moment and took it back out.

“I’m going to have my way with you. Do you want me to use you?”

“Yes ma’am”

She was killing me with the seductive whispers and the teasing. This time she slid my whole cock inside her and then took it out. Then she got off of me, leaving my cock throbbing.

She changed positions and I can only imagine she turned around to ride me in reverse because I felt her hands on my legs. I was deep inside her and the reverse angle felt so good. She rode me slow at first. Taking every inch one at a time.

She started picking up the pace. Riding me faster. I slid in and out of her with ease with how wet she was. That’s when she bottomed out on me and didn’t go back up. She started grinding in forward and back and circular motions. It was such a different sensation but it was driving me crazy. I was so thrown by it that I didn’t even notice the vibrator buzzing.

I thought she had gotten it out for her in addition to my cock but that when I felt it below my balls. I let out a loud moan with all of the vibrating sensations I was receiving. The way her tight pussy was squeezing my cock, the vibrations on the back side of my balls, being blindfolded, only enhancing the other senses and heightening the sensitivity to all of the pleasure.

She continued to ride and gently slid the vibrator along my perineum to the back of my balls. I was still extremely sensitive to it, but had gotten used to it. I could feel her walls contracting and her moaning was picking up. I could tell she was about to cum and I was bracing for the rush of fluid like last night. That’s when it happened.

In one quick motion she slid the vibrator in between my ass cheeks and into my hole. That was the first time I had been penetrated in quite a while, since my ex and I used to play around with different kinks. It felt like 8 inches but I’m sure it was just 2-3. The thing was I didn’t hate it. The vibrations and the prostate stimulation combined caused me to jerk in pleasure and I was cumming as I pulled against my self made restraints. I was pumping rope after rope of cum into Sophia. It was quite possibly the hardest I’d ever cum.

My reaction set her off and my lap was filled with a combination of her fluid and my own cum. She kept riding and I was getting the last few pumps of my own cum out. I collapsed in a weak pile of fluid soaked muscle. She rolled off of me and laid down beside me. She pulled the blindfold off and kissed me at the same time.

“Where did you learn that?” I asked as I caught my breath.

“Okay, don’t laugh. My dad was really strict,” she started.

“I don’t like this is starting off with your dad,” I interrupted.

“Let me finish. My dad was really strict, so I had to sneak anything even remotely taboo or wild. So one night in high school I spent the night with a friend and she had a lot of Cosmo magazines and that was in there. I thought I would try it since you have the equipment.”

“Well kudos to Cosmo,” I responded, raising my eyebrows shocked that that was public knowledge.

We spent the rest of the night talking and even some laughing before a big day with with the investigation tomorrow.