Bound to Her Body: Part 1

Fiona could imagine the latest victim on her kill list right in front of her, half naked and begging for mercy. With one hand she could take off that sexy two-piece tiny bikini of hers and let it fall to the floor of her cabana. Her breasts looked full enough to fit in her hands and she was about ready to have them in her mouth very soon. She signaled the girl over to her then, beckoning her for another cocktail. Her favorite excuse to use of course. That's when she'd make her move.

She observed how her hips swayed slightly when she walked in her heels and her mouth watered. It had been a while since any of her targets had turned her on this bad but she could definitely see why her boss wanted her taken care of, she seemed the type to like causing trouble. Fiona was supposed to put a bullet in her head by the end of the night and she intended on making the most of this encounter until then.

"Apple martini." The friendly words wrapped in silk and honey escaped her mouth as she handed over the martini to her with a smile. She flipped her red hair back over her bare shoulders as she straightened and licked her lips. Her sheer cover had no bikini under it. Fiona knew the girl liked what she saw. After all, being a bounty hunter meant you had to keep yourself in shape, just in case your prey decided to make a run for it.

"What's your name?" Fiona asked the raven-haired beauty in front of her. She already knew her full name, Sierra Fontez, born and raised in Colombia and in and out of juvie since high school for petty theft and robbery. She was a bad girl, but whatever she had done to get her name on the list must've been big enough to gain the attention of her boss, Marcel Del Monte.

"Sierra," the girl answered her, while her eyes twinkled with curiosity. Fiona smirked and took a sip of her martini before placing it down on the table next to her.

"So, Sierra, how about you share this martini with me and I'll make sure to tip very generously." Fiona offered her and Sierra responded to her with a suspicious stare. Huh. This one was smart. And it only made her want her more.

"We're not supposed to drink with our clients," Sierra replied but almost choked on her own saliva when Fiona's cover exposed her bare breasts as she brought her legs underneath her on the bed. She didn't care to cover up in front of her. She enjoyed it when others appreciated her curves and Sierra was definitely enjoying the view.

"I won't tell, I promise." Fiona tempted with a grin, and Sierra returned it with a nod.

"Should I?" Sierra asked, pointing towards the drapes surrounding the compacted space made to give the renter of the cabana some privacy during these lavish pool parties.

"Please do," Fiona ordered and watched how Sierra pulled at the fabric with her slender fingers, until they were all covered up. The party was still going on around them, music played loudly within the surround sound of the property, and the conversations flowed within the mid-day summer breeze in Los Angeles. Anyone could come in and interrupt them, and that was only half the fun.

Fiona patted the empty space next to her and waited for Sierra to sit by her. It was really a shame Fiona had to kill her. She could see herself having more fun with Sierra but a job was a job. And she never missed her targets.

Sierra smiled as Fiona passed her the apple martini and when she took a short sip, she licked her full pouty lips. Fiona couldn't wait to bite them.

"I've never seen you here before. Are you friends with Mr. Gavin?" Sierra asked and Fiona searched through her mind to come up with a believable lie. It wasn't hard impersonating a rich person. All you really needed was a stack of bills and a strut that simulated power. Her boss had taught her how to perfect her different personas and it made her job that much easier to achieve.

"We're old acquaintances. How about you? How long have you worked for him?" Fiona asked her as she took the apple martini away from her and placed it on the table next to her once again.

"Just a couple of months. He's a really nice man, always giving," Sierra replied and something in her voice contradicted her words. She wasn't smiling as she talked about her boss, she seemed disgusted by him. Something was started to gnaw at her about all of this but she'd have to put it aside for now.

"Not a fan of men are you?" Fiona continued the conversation with a short laugh and Sierra's eyes blinked back a few tears, causing her to stop.

"There are some good men out there. Just don't think they'd like someone like me," Sierra answered and it peaked Fiona's interest a bit. What man wouldn't dare themselves to enjoy her body or even her company? She seemed like just the type the old Fiona would fall for, smart, sexy as hell with just enough mystery to draw her in.

"Why is that? You seem like a nice girl."

"I have a dark side. And they seem to run away once they bring it out of me," Sierra added and scooted closer to her as she held her gaze captive. Now Fiona was definitely in trouble. She wondered what it would take to see that side of her, and if it had been the reason for her name to be next on her kill list.

"Interesting. You seem so...innocent," Fiona commented as her heated gaze skimmed her plush body. Sierra was no toothpick, she had some meat on her bones and Fiona swallowed hard. She was stepping into dangerous territory and wasn't sure how far her lust for her would go if she didn't take care of it soon.

"Innocent? Is that the kind of women you like?"

"What makes you think I like women?"

"Because you haven't taken your eyes off me all day. I asked to wait on you so I could find out why you're interested in me," Sierra confessed, as she inched closer to her mouth, tempting Fiona to lose her control.

"Would you scream if I touched you?" Fiona asked, changing the subject, hoping the lust in her eyes matched the one burning at the juncture between her thighs.

"Only if you made me come so hard I had no other choice," Sierra responded and it made Fiona reach for her dark hair then, tugging at it lightly.

"Come here," Fiona ordered and watched Sierra smile with victory as she crushed her lips to hers. They explored each other's mouths slowly, their hands touching the exposed skin available to them. Sierra pulled down the sheer cover over and down her arms, while Fiona tugged at the knot holding up the top of her black bikini, throwing it on the cabana floor like she'd been daydreaming about earlier.

Sierra reached for her breasts first and although they weren't as big as hers, she seemed to enjoy touching them, pinching at her nipples, making Fiona moan into her hungry mouth. Fiona's hunger for her was too great to waste on foreplay. She wanted to fuck her now and she was going to make those walls of hers so wet, she'd have this entire bed soaked within minutes.

Sierra gasped just as Fiona climbed on top of her and took her nipple into her mouth, sucking, biting at it with her teeth. The music was too loud for anyone to hear them and Fiona was glad. She'd hate to have to cut this short otherwise.

While Fiona continued her journey down to her lower stomach, Sierra touched her breasts, squeezing them as her back arched and her legs spread once Fiona slipped off the bottom half of her bikini. Fiona's index and middle fingers created a V-like shape over her clit and started to rub at her, up and down occasionally flicking her tongue over the sensitive area. Sierra's body moved against her hand and she could tell she wanted more but Fiona wasn't quite done yet. Her tongue and mouth closed over her clit and started to suck vigorously, her face melting in between her thighs as Sierra panted heavily.

Fiona removed her tongue away from her center and slipped more fingers inside of her, smiling when Sierra bit her lip once she found her G-spot and began to quicken her pace. Her fingers slid in and out of her while her tongue flicked over her nub, causing Sierra's body to writhe in waves, then decided to bury her face in between her legs again, sucking at her until Sierra cried out and spilled into her mouth. Fiona grinned as she kissed her way up to her lips and let her taste how wet she'd gotten for her. Sierra's hand slipped in between Fiona's legs and Fiona was more than happy to pry apart her legs to give her more access once she was on the bottom and Sierra on top of her. Sierra's golden gaze held onto Fiona's as she took her nipple into her mouth while she rubbed at her clit in circles. Fiona's head fell back, closing her eyes as she tried to hold back her aggressive nature and enjoyed Sierra's mouth on her tits and her fingers inside of her. It was getting harder and harder not to take control again but Sierra made it easier when she pulled away and pulled at her leg, swinging her own over hers to cradle the space between her slick folds and her pelvis. Fuck, Sierra was about to ride her and she wasn't sure she'd be able to hold back much longer.

When Fiona felt both of their clits slide up against each other's, and how wet they both were, it only made her hungrier, more eager to have her and for her to make her scream as well. They didn't start off slow, which Fiona appreciated. Sierra felt just as impatient as she did, riding her clit as if her body depended on it, her hips thrusting faster, dipping in deeper. Fiona grabbed onto her breast, pinching and pulling at her nipple as she rode her, encouraging her keep going faster. Once Fiona felt the orgasm rock through her body, Sierra grounded her hips and rolled, making Fiona curse loudly, pulling at Sierra's arm so she'd stop. Sierra obeyed but she didn't stop long enough for Fiona to recover, she lowered herself on to the edge of the bed and pulled at her legs, pulling them apart so she could devour every drop inside of Fiona with her tongue. Fiona cried out her second orgasm as she squirted right onto her face and into her mouth. While Fiona caught her breath, and regained her senses, she smiled as she felt Sierra kiss her pulsating center before she moved back up to her lips.

"Are you addicted yet?" Sierra asked softly against Fiona's ear and it made her chuckle.

"I'm getting there, sweetheart. What's your secret?" Fiona asked her but quickly opened her eyes when she heard the clicking sound of someone pulling at a trigger. And that someone just so happened to be Sierra, who was now aiming Fiona's own gun at her face.

"Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine."