"Sometimes I wish I was a man," she said bitterly. "Then I can be as strong as you, or stronger. I would strangle you with my own hands." He moved swiftly. His right hand covered her neck as he pushed her against the wall near the foot of his cot. "You were foolish in coming today. And very foolish in telling the guard to give you space." He leaned into her, pressing his lower body on her. He increased the pressure on her throat. She shuddered and he felt the unmistakable stirring of sexual excitement in his loins. " Little rabbit ," he said, his eyes boring into her. "Why would you come into the den of the fox all by yourself? Hmm?" He pressed himself on her, grinding slowly so she could feel his arousal on her belly. Her mouth parted in a sharp gasp before she squeezed her eyes shut, her entire frame trembling against him. He bent his head, catching the scent of wild cinnamon on her skin. Zavier inhaled it deeply, a low, guttural...
"We may fall," he said, even as he brushed her hands off his shirt and was about to lift it himself. She swallowed hard. "We don't have to, but if we do, you're the only man I want to give my body to. I love you." She took his hand and placed it on her chest. "I'm yours," she said. "All of me." The Asset (Seven days later - Thursday) The phone rang four times then stopped. Four more times, then the gruff, guttural sound of a masculine voice cut through the otherwise silence of the room. The man rolled onto his side and picked up his mobile phone on his night stand. His focus sharpened when he realized who was calling. He answered immediately. "Wow," he grunted. "Di big boss call. Him have a job available for special skills such as yours." "Which big boss yah talk?" the man asked. A shuffling sound came through on the line. "Bun Out, nuh one big boss me and you have?" "Mountain, mi nah p...