Dark Knights Angel

Being the daughter of Jay Knight has its difficulties. But my Uncle Richard has been the one to open my eyes in this world. The underground is a place where deals get done, and I have made a name for myself here. He used to be the man, but now I have an eye for detail, and although I don’t deal with black market shit, I know a fake when I see one.

“Hey, Angel.” My name is called for about the third time. I spin around to find an older man. “At last I found you.” He smiled at me and held out a hand.

I raised my eyebrows at him as I gave him a once over. Dressed in a suit, expensive by the looks of it. His black hair slicked back, and his blue eyes sparkled in the dim light in this place.

“My name is.”

I cut him off. “I don’t do names. Then it doesn’t get me into trouble.” I state firmly. Of course, it is all bullshit. I have my phone to do quick facial recognition checks, but with the factual information, I go home and pull up their files.

“Now, we all know that isn’t true.” He challenges me with a smirk. “The daughter of the famous Knight twins. You already know who I am.” He handed me over a business card. “I want you to get something for me.”

He is smooth and straight to the point. I’ll take that. “Will it get me into trouble?” I take the card and glance down. Langford Price, 38 years old, and loves collecting ancient scrolls.

He stepped forward, and I stared at his feet. Size twelve, probably has a dick to match. I’d like to find out. His cologne filled my nostrils as he stooped and leaned in close to me, whispering in my ear.

“What would it cost me?”

I’m 21 and single, horny as fuck. I grabbed his tie and pulled him closer to me. “Tell me what it is, and I’ll tell you my price.”

He took it as an offer for more and his hand slid around my waist and tugged me in closer to him. God, I’m going to enjoy him. Dad would kill me for using sex as a way to get more out of these rich bastards, but I’m putting my life on the line to get what they want. He has taught me enough so I know how to handle myself.

I slid my hand down to his crotch and moaned at his size. “Do you have a place we can go?”

“What game are you playing?” He grabbed my hand.

“No games, just business and sex. I’m horny, and you are asking for it.” I licked my lips and brought my face up to his. “Unless you are married, then it is just business.” I know he isn’t married. “So, how about it? A little bit of fun for us both, and we do business. I’ll get what you want.”

His breath fanned across my face as he gazed into my eyes, probably trying to get a read on me. With a quick nod, he took my hand and we left the underground. There is a small hotel close by which we enter. At the reception, he slid over a hundred-dollar bill and requested a room for an hour.

Once in the room, he tried to kiss me, but I stopped him. “Business first, then I fuck you.” I stay in control.

His jaw tensed, but then he pulled out his phone and showed me what he wanted. I raised an eyebrow. “Someone protects that scroll.” I know exactly where it is.

“It is for my private collection. I’ve heard how good you are at doing fakes to replace the real thing.” He put his phone down, then grabbed my waist. “How much?”

I tugged at his suit jacket and started undressing him. “Fifty for getting it, plus the cost of my time.” I said, as I unbuckled his pants.

“I’ll give you sixty.” He tugged at my top and I let him pull it over my head

“Deal.”

Our clothes were off, and his body didn’t disappoint me. Well defined and muscles in all the right places. I grabbed a condom from my pocket and held the wrapper with my teeth as I moved him backwards to the bed. His cock was thick and ready. His hands palmed my breasts, and he tweaked my nipples. He lay on his back and I moved over him. I took the condom in my fingers and leaned down to kiss him. His tongue swirled, and he groaned as I teased his cock, fisting it in my hand.

I grabbed his hair and made him look at me. He was handsome, and I needed his mouth somewhere else. His hands kneaded my ass as I moved over him and lowered my pussy onto his mouth. I grabbed the headboard as his tongue flicked over my clit and one of his fingers slid in, fucking me at the same time.

“Fuck yes, I’m going to cum.” I cried out as he worked his fingers and tongue faster.

As he moaned in delight, the remnants of my desire on his lips revealed just how much he enjoyed it. He wiped his face as I moved back down. Now it was his chance to shine and show me what he was capable of.

“You’re fucking gorgeous.” He groaned as I rolled the condom over his cock and sank down on him.

I enjoyed the sense of control, but he also seemed to have an innate understanding of my desires in the bedroom. With a swift motion, he lifted me off him and expertly spun me around, positioning me under him, my face pressed against the covers. As he penetrated me from behind, the rhythmic slapping sounds of our bodies filled the room. His balls hit me and enhanced each thrust.

“Fuck,” he cried out and went at me like a jackhammer.

“Yes, keep going. I’m going to cum again.” And hell fuck I do.

He collapsed after he pulled out and lay on the bed and the condom still wrapped around his dick. I lie, recovering beside him. Wow, that was definitely worth the fuck.

Now I have arranged my business with him, and got my fuck. It is time for me to go to work. I head to the bathroom and freshen up. As I walked back into the room, he had discarded the condom and was sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Look, I, em, rarely do this sort of thing, but…”

“Before you start.” I leaned on the bathroom door frame with my shoulder. “I don’t do romance and relationships, I do hook ups because, well, I like sex and it is less complicated. Plus, if you were to piss me off, I can’t say what would happen.”

He stood and walked to me and stopped. Then let his fingers glide up over my sides. “I enjoyed the fuck Angel.” He pushed me up against the doorframe and grabbed my arms, raising them up over my head. His naked body pressed against mine. It was sexy as fuck, but he was pushing my limits. I didn’t know him. “I’m not asking for a relationship, but hell yes to seeing your naked body again. To feel my dick in your tight pussy again.” He panted out, and his growing arousal was clear. He let my hands go, which was a good move. “Maybe you need a reminder of what I can do for you?”

His chest expanded as he stared at me. Then he slid down my body and kneeled between my legs. Ah, fuck me. I threaded my fingers into his hair as he assaulted my pussy with his tongue and fingers until I came for him.

He wiped his mouth as he stood and smirked at me. “Phone me when you have it. I’ll be waiting for you.”

I grabbed his dick. “Maybe I will come back for seconds.” I let him go and walked off, collecting my clothes and dressing. Damn, if he wasn’t so good, I’d have his balls crushed for taking control.

As he gets dressed, I head to the door. “I’ll let you know when I have it.” I tucked his card in my top pocket. “Thanks for the orgasms.” I blew him a kiss and walked out.

Did I feel bad? Nope, I was on top of the world. I walked out of there without a care in the world, smiling my head off. Thank fuck for a guy who knows how to get me off. In some twisted reality, I could see myself with him. He has the looks, and the same interests as me, but if I was to settle down, I’d want someone around the same age as me so we could grow old together.

I head back to the underground to find Mike. He is the go-to guy down there. “Hey Mike. I need a favor.”

“Yo, Angel. I had a guy looking for you.” He brings out a card and hands it to me. I laughed as it was the same guy I just fucked ten minutes ago.

“I need someone who can do me a scroll.” I take a quick glance around to see who is about. The place has its usual guys. I don’t spot Archer, who I have been having second thoughts about getting help from. Although I do spot a new guy.

“Who is he?” I asked Mike.

He turned to face where I was looking. “Never seen him here before.”

It isn’t unusual to have newbies find their way into the underground. We usually have runners to go between down here and up there. The doors are secret, and unless you know we are here, it is difficult to find. His eyes meet mine over the crowd. Tall, floppy blonde hair, maybe slightly older than me, but hell, I’d have some fun with him. I licked my lips and Mike shoved something in my hand. I glanced down to see an address.

“The only person who might be able to do what you want for the right price.” He said and gave me a smile.

“Thanks Mike.” I hand him over his cash. You don’t get anything for free. When I looked up, the blonde-haired guy had gone. Damn. Somehow, I didn’t think that would be the last time to see him.