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Yarissa walked back in the office, looking all honey brown and sexy in her off-the-shoulder jumpsuit. Rain stood up and Yarissa immediately pinned her against the bar. She began kissing Rain on her neck and squeezing her ass. When Yarissa dropped to her knees…
Rain’s eyes flashed opened and she shook her head to clear it. She picked up the remote and switched back to the security feed. “You watch too damn much of that shit,” she said and poured another drink. “I need some dick bad.”
Nick told her that it was lonely at the top, but at least he had her. Rain was bored, lonely and she wanted to fuck. For a brief second, she thought about calling Jeff Bezos. He would definitely come if she called, but she was tired of him. She had been dating - more like fucking - professional men; businessmen, bankers, doctors and lawyers, the type of men that weren’t involved in her business.
I don’t give a fuck as long as they got a big dick, Rain thought and laughed.
But other than slinging good dick, they bored her to tears. Rain had gotten her some new dick, but he was a young baller and wasn’t always available when she needed him to come fuck her. It was at times like this when she missed being with Nick the most. When it came time to get shit done, they were together. Always.
And then we had the best fuckin’ sex, Rain thought as her mind drifted back to one night when she was still with Nick and feeling some kind of way.
She went to Nick’s apartment wearing black thigh-high boots, a floor-length black leather coat with her guns in her pockets, her bulletproof vest and nothing else. When Nick opened the door, he looked at Rain and smiled.
“Good, you’re here. I was just about to call you.”
Rain walked in and headed for the couch.
“Let’s go.”
Rain sat down. “Huh?”
“What are you sitting down for? We got shit to do.” Nick opened the door. “Now let’s go.”
“Where we going?”
“I’ll tell you on the way. Now come on.”
Once they were in the car, Nick told her that they were going to kill Vincent Mason. The word was that he was going to testify in a special court hearing in exchange for his entrance into the witness protection program.
“A fuckin’ snitch,” Rain said.
When they got to the bar where Mason hung out, Rain approached him and quietly escorted him out of the bar. Nick was waiting outside, and they walked him into an alley where Rain promptly shot him in the head.
Just then, there was gunfire coming from behind them. Both Rain and Nick dove for cover. When Nick looked up, he saw that it was Mason’s partner, Jarek Clark. The exchange of gunfire between Nick and Clark continued until Clark’s gun was empty and he took off running.
“I got him!” Rain yelled, jumped up and went after him.
“Rain, wait!”
Nick started to go after her when two men came out of the back of the bar and opened fire on him. Nick turned, fired twice, hitting both men with one shot each to the head and then he ran after Rain.
When he got to the corner, Nick could hear automatic weapons fire. He looked around the corner and could see Rain sitting on the ground behind a car as Jarek Clark fired away with a semiautomatic weapon from across the street. Nick dropped to the ground and crawled on his stomach to Rain. That was the first time that he noticed that she didn’t have anything on under her coat.
Nick looked at Rain and shook his head. “What?”
“Do you at least have your vest on?”
“Of course, I got my fuckin’ vest on. Now cover me.”
Rain got to the hood of the car and when Nick opened fire, she circled around and killed Clark.
When Rain started thinking about how she made Nick pull over three blocks from there so he could fuck her in the car while police cars sped by, Rain knew that she had drank enough and it was time to get out of there. She decided to make the rounds like she used to in the old days.
Rain stood up, drained the glass and put on her vest. Once she had armed herself, she stepped out of the office.
Yarissa looked up from her tablet. “You out?”
“Yeah. I’ma hit a couple of spots.”