Page 3 of Praying Mantis

ME: Oh, baby. The way you’re talking to me has my panties soaking wet.

NICK: I’m hard as steel right now.

I put the phone down to open my suitcase which I laid on the bed when I arrived. I don’t have any clothes in it except for what I’m wearing tomorrow for flying back home. I need to get my supplies out for tonight and put them in my purse. I bite my lower lip, pulling each item out one by one to make sure I have everything I need. Once I triple-check everything, I’m satisfied, and my phone dings.

NICK: 458

ME: On my way

I smile as a chill runs down my spine. “Let the games begin.”

Louisa

Iknock on the door of room 458. I sigh, waiting for Nick to answer the door. One reason I’m so good at this job is I know how to keep emotions out of it. I can have sex without getting attached to someone. Emotions make you weak. I think this should be on a plaque in my mother’s house. She told me this every day growing up, along with other worthwhile platitudes. My father did a real number on her and her heart. She’s the reason I don’t believe in love or deal with soulmate bullshit. I can’t really say I don’t have a soulmate because I like to think Matthew is my soulmate because he gets me and doesn’t expect me to be anyone other than me. He knows almost everything about me. He doesn’t know this part of my life because if he did, I’d probably have to kill him. Matthew knows I hook up with married men to show proof to their spouses in divorce cases. I’m a honey trap, so to speak, but there’s more to it. He doesn’t know anything else about it. Lost in thoughts, I’m not paying attention to my surroundings when someone clears their throat. Nick is standing in front of me.

“Hi.” I smile shyly up at him. Nick is a big guy and he’s taking up the entire doorway. He could be a linebacker for the Denver Broncos.

“Lost in thought, Leslie?” I never use my real name and always use a burner phone when contacting the men.

“I was.” I twirl my brown hair around my finger. “May I come in?” I ask him while batting my eyelashes at him.

He steps to the side and waves his arm like a game show host.Hey Bob, show him what he’s won! Nothing, he’s dead!I laugh to myself because I’m sure my sense of humor would get me committed. I walk past him and put a little more shake in my ass. I swear men like Nick are all the same and only have enough blood supply for one head. “God damn, girl. I can’t wait to sink my teeth into that ass.” My back is to him still and I roll my eyes so hard I swear I see my brain. Placing the smile back on my face, I turn around and lay it on thick.

“Only if you promise to spank it too.” Walking up to him, I glide my finger down his chest. I know I need to make sure all his defenses are down. He grabs my hand and tugs me to him so that I collide with his chest. He brings his mouth to my ear and the faint smell of whiskey invades my senses.

“I’m going to spank you, feast on you, and fuck you so hard I’ll be your new addiction.” Then he nips my ear as he straightens back up and looks me dead in the eyes.

Just to stroke his ego some more, I say, “I hope I can feel you for days.” I wink at him and walk my way over to the chair in the living room since Nick rented a suite that has a separate bedroom, which I like because It contains cleanup in one room. As I sit down, I open my legs a little wider, letting him see I have no panties on and giving him a glimpse of my bare pussy. Suddenly, as if he is a man on a mission, he stalks toward me. Dropping to his knees, he lowers his head into my lap and takes a deep breath in.

“Sorry, babe, I like to smell what I’m about to eat.” Jesus, could this man be any cheesier? I hold in an eye roll.

“Well, don’t let me stop you from a gourmet meal.” I smile seductively, but inside I am laughing and groaning at that comment.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom so I can have room.” As Nick gets off the floor, he winks at me, extending his hand to me. I take his hand and he pulls me off the couch. Standing in front of him and I stare into his eyes.

“You can do what you want as long as I can feel that cock down my throat.” Grabbing his cock through his jeans, I give it a little squeeze, and Nick groans. The package from my handler tells me Nick loves dirty talk from the woman and especially loves when a woman sucks his cock. He feels like he’s in control. Then I walk away from him and enter the bedroom. Nick walks in, picks me up, and tosses me on the bed with a bounce. I play the part and let out a little squeal as he grabs my ankles, bringing me to the edge of the bed. Then as if he was a man possessed, I spread my legs open and I feel his tongue on my pussy. He stays true to his word and feasts on me. I feel his tongue tunnel in and out bringing me closer and closer to coming. Another perk to this job is pleasure before business, and both are great at the moment.

Sean

Last meeting of the day and I’m exhausted.

“A couple of people were talking about going to a club later tonight to hang out and get some drinks. Are you in?” My partner Tony Randall stands next to me at the elevator.

“Sounds good. These meetings are killing me,” I reply as the door opens. We move out of the way of the family getting off the elevator. “We’ve been in meetings for two days now and I’ve learned nothing yet. I thought they were going to go over things we need to know.” I roll my eyes.

“Thought so too. We are in LA though, so we can’t beat the weather.” He shrugs.

“True. I get antsy if I sit for too long. Also, with over three hundred police officers, SWAT, FBI, Mounties, Highway Patrol, and sheriffs in one area makes me jumpy.” I’m always worried about someone trying to take a lot of us out at these conferences.

“My head is on a constant swivel too, my friend. I don’t think we’re alone on that matter. It’s why they’re allowing us to carry. Wanna grab dinner at the hotel restaurant, then head out with everyone?”

“Sure I’m game. Let me drop this shit off first.” We agreed to meet in twenty minutes. I take a quick shower and change my clothes before heading downstairs. Meeting up with Tony is always entertaining. He’s the life of the party. People gravitate to him with his big personality and smile. I find him at a table of at least fifteen people.

“Sean, this is the group I was telling you about earlier. I was waiting for you and guess we all had the same idea to eat before heading out to dance and get some drinks.” I sit down and introduce myself to those sitting near me. We all make small talk while we order our food and while we eat. It’s nice to find people who are in law enforcement and can still have a good time.

There were six cars waiting for us to take us to Stumpy’s, a new dance club about fifteen blocks from the hotel. As we stand in line to get in, we talk about the panels from earlier today and how boring and repetitive they all seem to be.

“I’m glad I’m not the only one who thought that too. I was sleeping during one of them until Tony elbowed me to wake me up.”

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