Chapter 07: First Light

“Morning.” Kasper smiled at Alexa as her eyes fluttered open. She was lying on her stomach beside his now empty spot on the bed and groaned at the sight of the bright sunlight shining through the window.

“What time is it?”

“8:30.”

“8:30? Why’d you let me sleep so late?”

“Late?” Kasper laughed and sat his coffee mug onto the chest beside the door as he made a mad dash towards the bed. “I didn’t think you had plans of waking up at all.” He dove into the sheets beside her and watched as she slowly came around. “I made breakfast at 7:00 but you weren’t interested in eating with me. As I recall your exact words, as you unsuccessfully threw a pillow at my head, were ‘go eat your eggs alone you hell beast.’ I took it to mean you were having a bad dream and waited for you to roll yourself out of bed.”

Alexa laughed and covered her face with her hands as her morning’s outburst replayed in her mind. “Mess with the bull you get the horns!”

“Apparently.” He smiled sexily at her, his eyes roaming her nude body as she lay on top of the crumpled sheets. “Wow. You look…”

“No. Don’t even think about it. Keep your hands to yourself.”

Kasper leaned forward and lightly kissed her lips and she moaned delightfully but scowled at him nonetheless. “What? You said hands. You never said anything about lips.”

Alexa turned away from him, throwing her legs over the side of the bed. “Ow,” she groaned as she sat up and tried to stretch her body.

“What’s wrong? Pull something?”

“No. I…ache…everywhere. This bed was like sleeping on cement; cold cement,” she frowned in his direction and tossed another pillow at him, this time catching him square in the face. “Cover hog.”

“Well I had to do something to keep you from touching me. Your feet were like two blocks of ice!” He grinned impishly and Alexa dove at him, wrestling him into the pillows as he tried to hold her off. “Hey! Hey! Ok, alright, I’m sorry, I give! I give!” he pleaded, hoping to back her off.

Finally rolling her to her back, Kasper mounted her and held her down as he assaulted her sore body with kisses. Alexa groaned, yanking her hands free from his grasp and wrapped herself around him as he melted against her. She felt his cock spring to life, straining against his boxer-briefs as he rested himself between her legs and she let go of the hold on his head and looked up at him. “Kas…”

“Please? I want you,” he said, interrupting her before she denied him. Alexa didn’t try to fight him. She gently slid her hand across his cheek, watching the lust shimmer in his eyes. Kasper leaned forward, kissing her again. His lips crushed hers in a passionate kiss and Alexa sighed, welcoming his probing tongue into her mouth, moaning softly as his hands roamed her slender frame. Tossing his underwear over the side of the bed, he reached over to the nightstand, snatching up a condom before quickly tearing open the small, foil packet and sliding it on.

Gripping her thigh, he eagerly pushed himself inside her, feeling her lips spread to accommodate him. She was the soft, sweet warmth of fantasies and he groaned as his cock drove deeper. “Mmm yeah…” Kasper moaned as the snug heat of her sex wrapped around his probing cock. He took his time, pulling back and out before forcefully thrusting deep into her slick channel.

Alexa squealed, closing her coffee brown eyes as the intensifying sensations of pleasure enveloped her body. She could feel her arousal seeping out from between her thighs, slowly trailing down the inside of her legs. “Ooh,” she purred, weaving her fingers into his chocolate brown hair and clenching a fistful. “Kasper, more, please, harder,” she urged, impatiently arching her pelvis into him.

Kasper smiled against her soft flesh. He felt himself brimming with pride hearing her beg as he pounded into her beckoning heat. “Anything you want, Alexa,” he sighed, pulling his throbbing cock out and sinking in harder. She was close, he could sense it. He would finally be able to give her what he failed to last night. Loving the feel of her writhing body grinding hard against him, he met her stroke for stroke ready to take her over the edge. Her fingers dug hard into his scalp and back, making him growl against her shoulder.

“Yes! Yes! Kasper!” He pumped fast and hard, forcing her body to surrender. And surrender it did, gushing and contracting around his shaft while Alexa thrashed beneath him, her face frozen in pleasure as she whimpered in her throat. Her breaths came in shallow pants as he teased her swollen clit with his finger, continuously plunging himself inside her. 

Kasper was growling and panting as his cock began to swell. It was coming, the best orgasm of his life was crawling through him, pulling tightly through his balls. “Oh fuck, Alexa, oh fuuucck!” With a loud grunt, he gripped her hips hard and drove in deep, his orgasm sweeping him away as suddenly he was pulsing, shooting his release deep inside her. Kasper gripped Alexa’s hair as he leaned his forehead against her, his own cries of pleasure muffled against the back of her neck. 

Once he stopped shuddering, he let go of her head and she looked up at him, her face glistening with a light sheen. “Mmm, that was really good. You sound so hot when you come,” he said nudging her face with his nose. Alexa giggled and met his lips with a soft kiss. “Hmm, now where were we?” he asked and lovingly pecked the tip of her nose before taking her lips in another kiss. “Oh yeah, good morning, Alexa.”

“Mmm, and what an interesting way to start the day,” Alexa said, smiling up at him. 

“What? You mean you don’t do this every Tuesday?” She laughed and punched him lightly in the side making him huff an illusory breath of pain as he fell off of her to the bed. Kasper pulled himself up to the headboard and watched Alexa climb to her feet. Squeezing the rubber between his thumb and forefinger, he dropped it into the bin beside the bed with a smirk. She stretched and he held his breath as he enjoyed the sinewy curves of her body awaken to the new day. “There’s coffee in the kitchen; it might still be warm.”

“Mmm no need, I have a cup right here,” she winked at him, scooped up his mug and made her way towards the front rooms. Kasper quickly snatched on his boxers and chased after her, catching her in his arms from behind. He kissed her shoulder and she laughed, trying carefully not to spill the hot liquid on herself as he led her into the kitchen. Pulling a piece of cold toast from the plate on the counter, she bit into it and turned to face him. “I see you found your way around the place while I was out.”

“Yep. I also got the television and internet going. I checked to make sure the signal was well encrypted, we shouldn’t be detected here.” Kasper sighed and watched Alexa finish her bread and try a piece of bacon. “Hey, Alexa?”

“Yeah?”

“How long will we be safe up here?”

“All depends on how many guys have been sent looking for us,” she shrugged and drew a sip from his coffee mug. “It’s been over a week since the shootout in St. Claire and in that time we’ve been chased, shot at and run into hiding. I don’t know how they kept finding us but…this place is ‘off the grid’ as my Dad would say. We could be fine here for a while. One thing I know for sure though, we will have to kill Hannah. I don’t know how much our pursuer knows but I’m not willing to risk my freedom or my life for this mission.”

“I’ve been thinking about that, A. We were hired for a job and we failed to deliver. What’s to stop them from exposing us to other clients?”

“We were hired for a job in which the client decided to interfere. This is exactly why I have rules in place, K. It’s not my fault the client didn’t play by them. He, or she, will most definitely have to die as well. I can’t have them intruding in the middle of a case and most importantly, I have to make sure other clients know this is not SOP. I wouldn’t want to have this happen again. It’s bad for business,” she winked and placed his cup onto the counter.

“Ok, so where do we start first?”

“The same place we start on any mission, investigate the target. One of the guys that attacked the Stark’s mansion mentioned the name ‘WET.’ Right now it’s our best lead.”

“WET? What is that a business?”

“That would be my assumption. I haven’t had the time to actually check into it with all the running and ducking bullets,” she grinned. “Besides, that’s your job.”

Kasper smirked and moved over to his laptop. Pulling it open he immediately went to work researching the name. Alexa, on the other hand, warmed herself a plate of food and took a seat across from him at the table. “How are those pancakes?” he asked, eyeing the copious amount of syrup she poured on them.

“Fluffy,” she replied with the forkful she shoved into her mouth. “Finding anything?”

“Actually, a lot more than I’d expected,” he replied, turning the screen to show her the pages of data he’d uncovered. “WET, also known as the Weapons, Enforcement & Transportation Division, was founded by Malcolm Landgraab of Landgraab Industries. It’s rumored as some sort of black ops, deep cover branch of the government specializing in field operations, security, and medical advances with human testing and experiments.”

“Rumored?”

“Well, I mean these sites aren’t official or anything. Many of them were created by nut job conspiracy theorists probably living in their parents’ basements,” he teased. Alexa smiled to humor him as she thought over what he said.

“Wait, that doesn’t make sense. Why would WET hire us to take out Travis Stark when they sound very capable of doing that themselves?”

“Uh, well, from what I’m reading, I have a strong sense it’s likely something to do with Victoria Scott?”

“My D.C. intern alias?”

“Yes. You were hired to take out a Capitol Hill politician with his hands in some pretty dirty pockets. A politician that had past dealings with WET. I think this job served two purposes, one of course being to take out Travis Stark as I just learned about his knowledge of WET…”

“What?” Alexa asked and moved around to Kasper’s side of the table.

“I did a cross check between the name of this organization and Travis’ name and I got five hits. Apparently he came across them at some point in one of his court cases and started a personal investigation. He got as far as identifying three people he believed were lead members of this organization before he was shut down by some unofficial government agency known as CIP or the Counterintelligence Project. They continued to monitor him in case he ever mentioned WET or anything else pertaining to that investigation to anyone, hence our involvement. When he made his bid for governor, he announced his run on the basis of…”

“Cleaning up government corruption,” Alexa finished Kasper’s sentence.

“WET took it as a direct threat and from that point forward it was game on.”

“So then that means Travis is not yet in the clear and WET could be sending more agents to kill him as we speak.”

“Which brings me to point number 2, you.”

“Me?”

“The second purpose of this job was to bring you out in the open and take you in the sweep at the Stark mansion. But since that didn’t happen, I’m guessing everything else is taking a backseat. Their plan bombed big time. Not only did they fail to take out Stark, they created another enemy in the process…one who knows about them now too.”

“So we need to figure who Travis identified, expose them OR remove the head of the snake completely.”

“Which means we have our work cut out for us.”

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