Hui-Min Xiao woke up rather late in the morning and took her coffee, croissant, and fruit naked on the balcony of her Dorchester Hotel suite. She dismissed the two men and the blonde woman whom she had used for her sexual indulgences the night before, giving them generous tips but no promises of securing their services in the future. As for the two girls who had dressed as kittens, they stayed behind, removing the costumes they had slept in before bathing their client in the huge marble tub. The redhead sucked on Hui-Min's nipples whilst the black girl settled behind her, masturbating her to a frenzied orgasm that sloshed a few litres of soapy water onto the marble floor.
Satisfied with an evening and morning of decadent sex and the exorbitant payoff of her gang's cyber heist, Miss Xiao dressed in a low-cut, high-slit scarlet dress and rode the lift down to the lobby, leaving the mundane clean-up and packing and checkout procedures to her help. Pleased that her car was waiting, just as it should be, outside the glass facade of the grand hotel's entrance, she began to push through the revolving door.
The door halted, and Hui-Min let out an annoyed huff, pushing to try to get it open enough for her to slip through to the outside. But it wouldn't budge. Turning around, she realized that the door had rotated enough to close off her path back inside as well. She cussed in three or four languages, formulating a plan to accost the hotel manager and chew him out for inconveniencing her.
Three black Range Rovers screeched to a halt surrounding her car, and no fewer than ten people raced out, the uniformed ones in front gripping their holstered pistols as they quickly approached. Behind her, a dozen hotel staff and several more armed security personnel had appeared. She cussed differently this time, wondering if her charm, her sexuality, or her controlling manipulative prowess would be able to get her out of her predicament.
The revolving door reversed a few degrees, enough for two large men to secure her arms. The icy glare and the smooth, arrogant, authoritative voice that usually overwhelmed her adversaries didn't work with them, as she found herself muscled to the ground, her knees, tits, and cheek forced into the cold marble floor.
“Feydra?” Evan called out as he and his former lover approached each other from opposite directions in the hotel lobby. He had gotten word over the radio that there was something going down, like a bust of some sort, and wanted to be on hand, partly to assist if needed, but mostly out of voyeuristic curiosity. Anything to break up his shitty morning. After receiving alerts from his bank and a small investment fund indicating low balances, he had to reset his passwords to log into his accounts and found that he'd been all but wiped out by overnight electronic transfers that he didn't authorise.
Feydra was different this morning. She wasn't wearing her hotel service uniform, but rather snugly-fitting black trousers, heavy boots, and a bulky forest green jacket with a badge on a lanyard around her neck. Her hair, usually flowing behind her bundled with a simple tie or clip, was pulled tightly and neatly packaged in a sold bun just above the back of her neck. She locked eyes with Evan as she strode quickly past him, holding out her hand. Not mean, just all business. She raised a finger, telling him quickly, “Not now. I'll come talk to you in a little while.”
Evan watched in amazement as the woman he'd known as the sweet hotel cleaning lady, and a demure but spunky sexual partner, whipped out a large zip tie and dropped heavily directly onto the back of the cursing brunette in the red dress who was pinned to the floor. Looping the tie around the woman's wrists, she pulled a few clicks tighter than necessary.
When she was yanked roughly to her feet, Evan gasped as he recognized the Chinese woman. She was the one in the sex videos he had watched with Feydra months ago.
“I figured you'd be harder to catch, Miss Xiao,” Feydra glared at her. “Returning to the scene of the crime? Thinking with your pussy is more suited for a career in porn, not cybercrime.”
“Inspector Yazdhani,” one of the large men addressed Feydra. “We'll take her. She's going away for a long time.”
“I fucking know people,” Hui-Min Xiao sneered, “and I recently came into quite a sum of money. If I'm going anywhere, it won't be for even one fucking night.” She laughed wickedly.
“That one point three million euros?” Feydra smiled.
“Just my cut. And, it's all already gone. Poof.”
“That confirmation our man sent to you last night?” The Inspector's glare bore unblinkingly into the criminal's eyes. “Ha. That's not your account. We control it, sweetheart.”
Miss Xiao seethed for a few seconds before sneering, “I can make your slow, miserable death look like an accident, fucking bitch!”
“Threatening an officer of the law?” Feydra's voice was ice cold. “Add that to the list. Prostitution.” She glanced and subtly nodded toward two officers who were seated with two young ladies, the black one rubbing the shoulders of the sobbing redhead in consolation. Holding up a clear plastic bag containing several vials and a handful of pills, Feydra added, “And narcotics, enough to demonstrate intent to distribute.”
Hui-Min screeched and spit at the Inspector's face, but missed, her bound hands helpless to wipe away the unattractive line of spittle that stuck to her chin. Feydra smirked and waved away her nemesis. “Poof.” The two large men dragged the noisy, flailing Miss Xiao outside and shoved her into one of the Range Rovers.
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“Thanks for inviting me up,” Evan told Inspector Feydra Yazdhani that evening in a luxurious suite on the Dorchester Hotel's fifth floor. He stood behind her in just his boxers, admiring her form in the full-length mirror. Her lace-trimmed bra and knickers were a bit more suggestive than sensible, pleasantly surprising him a bit even though he had seen her in a similar state several times in the past. Her hair had spent too much of the day up in a tight bun; now that she had freed it to flow naturally, he stroked and swept it from side to side, relishing its shiny, soft silkiness as he kissed and caressed her neck and shoulders. “Nice suite. Fighting crime pays well, I see.”
“Hmm, no. Two and a half thousand pounds per night is out of my range! I negotiated two nights' stay as a bonus for helping the hotel.”
“Two and a half thousand pounds, about what I had saved up. Fuck, I feel like such an idiot. You really think Miss Xiao and her gang were the ones who drained me?”
“For sure, but drained just into accounts we control. You will have it back in a few days. Maybe plus a reward, you know, for assisting in our undercover operation.” She winked and smiled at him in the mirror.
Her familiar alluring features captivated him: her defined deep red lips and pretty white teeth, her dramatic dark brown eyes and eyebrows, her enchanting, smooth, low voice and exotic accent. Somewhat calmed and more than somewhat excited, he unclasped her bra and slid the thin straps off her shoulders. She let it fall and turned to face him, almost shuddering as he gently cupped and lifted a bare breast, thumbing the nipple lightly.
After a few kisses, he ran his free hand inside the waistband of her knickers to feel her smooth arse. “When we were watching her videos, you knew it was her all along?”
“Of course.”
“And you watched? Seems like you wouldn't want to see that bitch's face.”
“You were watching her face?” Feydra kissed Evan playfully. “I liked watching, knowing we had the upper hand. Kind of felt powerful.” She laughed, pulling Evan's half-stiff cock through the fly of his boxers.
“I never saw the last two,” he hinted.
“I have them with me.”
“What? We can't plug that drive in here!”
“I copied the video files onto my own SD card. The original drive was infected, not the files.”
“Sure, we can watch them. Got to know how the series ends, right?” Their open mouths collided in a passionate kiss, tongues swirling and probing. “But, later,” he breathed, shoving her knickers down her thighs till they dropped to the floor. When she wrestled his boxers down, they crashed naked onto the bed.
After some snogging, groping, rolling on top of each other, and dry humping, Feydra retrieved a condom, drooling on Evan's stiff prick for a slimy two-minute handjob before rolling it over his head and shaft.
Their fucking was raw, grunting, gritty, frisky, aggressive. Neither had taken another partner since they last had sex, so the period of abstinence coupled with the excitement of getting back together and the relief of closure on a trying period of their lives released their inhibitions. Evan thrust into her powerfully from on top as she lay on her back with her arms and legs wrapped tightly around him. They sat up, her bouncing on his lap as he grasped her arse and leaned her back to suck a tit. She pushed him onto his back and mounted him, the two watching her furry pussy swallow his cock rapidly as she pumped vigorously.
On her knees, Feydra held onto the headboard, presenting herself to get fucked from behind, and Evan gladly took advantage of her offer. Both of them laughed as they praised the swanky hotel for the construction of the bed that was solid enough to take a good pounding without the banging that would alert other guests to their activities. Trusting that the insulation was just as solid, or perhaps not caring, she cried out more loudly than she ever had with Evan as their fingers combined to massage her clitoris to a powerful orgasm. Gripping her arse tightly, Evan continued panting and thrusting the dozen or so more strokes it took for him to achieve his release, slumping on top of her back as he trembled and spasmed, buried firmly inside of her, several satisfying spurts of semen announced with a series of sharp groans.
“Mmm, that was great,” Feydra said in a remarkably calm voice after they had caught their breath for a minute. “I really needed that!”
“So did I.” Evan kissed and caressed her shoulders as they shifted onto their sides, spooning. “After you started spending more time at your other job, I began to wonder if we'd do this again.” He nuzzled her neck. “Mmm, now that I know what your other job is, really, you're sexier than ever!”