The Cartel Queen

Chapter 3 - Retirement.

CURRENT TIME - LAYCE POV.

It had been five years since I had nearly been caught by the police. My hit woman days are well and truly behind me. I now work at Julio's legitimate business, a MMA gym, and as a waitress at a strip club. Neither job pays me well, but I make ends meet. A part of me feels like my past was a different life, a different person, but realistically, I can never forget what I have done.

Sitting in this coffee shop, my back to the wall, I take a look at the photo of the man I am meeting. Leo Conti, one of the Conti triplets and leaders of the Mafia. He is completely stunning. An etched jawline and deep brown eyes stare back at me. His shirtless body stands tall, showing off his many tattoos. It looks like his entire body is all muscles.

My best friend Carrie made me a profile on one of those hookup apps. One-night stands aren't really my thing, but explaining my situation to a partner is not easy. Leo is the well-known enforcer of the Mafia. If you need someone gone, Leo is the man, at least he is now that I am retired.

For a minute I imagine myself tracing my fingers down his pelvic V. My heart starts pounding in my chest and my breath hitches. There is something about him that shakes me. It's like my eyes have been hypnotized not to look away. I don't believe in love at first sight, that is crap, but this man's photo does something carnal to me.

Leo enters the coffee shop a few minutes later. His presence is demanding and powerful. My eyes meet his, and it feels like he is looking into my soul. The whole coffee shop goes blurry as I watch him approach me in what feels like slow motion. My heart pounds in my chest. I feel my core tighten, and my panties start to get wet. He has just made eye contact with me, and my body is already reacting like this.

"Layce?" He asks. All I can do is nod. He sits down, waving over one of the waiters. "Did you want something to drink?" I order myself a coffee and thank him for paying. Looking at him, I can't stop staring at the tattoos showing off through the V-neck t-shirt.

There is a moment of awkward silence which I break by saying "Soooo, I don't do this. Ever. My best friend set up the profile."

Leo chuckles lightly, his laugh sending chills down my spine. The chemistry I have with this man is ridiculously strong. I want to shove him up against the wall and f**k him senseless. Who cares if we are in public?

He goes to speak and, not surprisingly, his voice is sexy and rough "This is a one-night thing. I always use protection. Are you on birth control?"

I respond "Yes, I have an IUD."

"So is it your best friend who thinks I am going to kill you?" He asks playfully. "Just for the record, if I were going to murder you it would be in an old warehouse, with a setup for easy cleaning."

I smile at him and say, "I'd poison your drink while you go to the bathroom. A long-acting poison, so you'd be normal for a few hours and then drop dead 'mysteriously'." Not that I would ever tell him that I was actually capable of murdering him. Some things are best left unsaid.

He smiles at me sweetly, looking me up and down. His gaze stops on the opening in the shirt showing off my t**s. "How would you murder the guy in the corner, typing on his computer?" He asks nonchalantly as if we are talking about the weather.

I look over at the kid before giving my answer "Garrote." I say leaning forward in my chair to give him a better view of my boobs. "He has no awareness of his environment. It'd be easy enough to slip in behind him unnoticed," I answered.

Leo notices my t**s. He licks his lips seductively before saying "Do you make a habit of planning murders on random strangers?"

I reply "do you have a habit of asking girls that you are going to sleep with how they would murder someone?" My tone is flirty and fun. I lean over the table, giving him a perfect view of my boobs.

His eyes meet mine, causing a hitch in my breath. "Only the really sexy ones." He leans in, almost as if he is going to kiss me, but pulls away at the last second. His breathing is ragged.

"You keep leaning in like that, and I am liable to take you on this table, gorgeous." He says, his voice is raspy and deep.

I smile playfully towards him, squeezing my cleavage together. "You promise?" I say as flirty as I can.

He leans across the table, pulling my head towards him. His touch sends sparks down my skin. He plants his lips on mine, pushing our mouths deeper into the kiss. A moan releases from his lips as I slip my tongue into his mouth, exploring every inch. The coffee shop blurs into the background as the pleasure of the kiss consumes us. Finally, a scorn and loud scoff from a fellow patron breaks us apart.

Pulling away, Leo whispers seductively. "You are a fantastic kisser. That thing you did with your tongue,"

I smirk, looking up at him, "You should see what else I can do with my tongue." I respond.

Almost instantly, Leo takes my hand and pulls me out of the coffee shop. As we walk down the street he slides his hand up the back of my shirt. Rubbing circles on the small of my back, he sends waves of electricity through my body. We walk into a high-class apartment building. I can't tell you what it looks like because our lips were locked the entire way to the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door closes, Leo slides his hands softly up my side. I moan under the pleasure of his touch. My hand makes its way to his hard c**k, feeling his enormous size through his pants. He reacts by shoving me up against the elevator wall, our lips still intertwined. I start to rub his member, and he slides his hand to my breasts, caressing and squeezing them.

When the elevator dings, we pull away as if nothing has happened. Leo rushes me to one of the apartments, fumbling with the keys in the lock. I still have my hand on his c**k, which probably doesn't help with his focus. The second the door swings open, he engulfs my lips in a fiery kiss, slamming the door closed with his foot.

We make our way to the bedroom, locking the door behind us. I reach under his shirt, feeling his defined muscles. Lifting his shirt over his head and promptly throwing it on the ground, I say "f**k, you are so perfect." my fingers seductively tracing his pec muscles. He follows suit by sliding my blouse over my head and tossing it on top of his t-shirt.

His hands expertly remove my bra, causing it to fall to the floor. He stares at my t**s for a second, licking his lips, before placing his hands on them and fondling my n*****s. I moan loudly as I squeeze his member through his pants. Without hesitation, he lets go, reaching down to remove my pants. There is no sexy way to step out of a pair of jeans.

I frantically follow suit, undoing the button on his jeans, and sliding my hand over his member. The desperation I feel for his c**k is overwhelming. I need him. He pulls my hand away as he removes his pants and underwear.

My god, his p***s is massive, and I mean massive, just looking at it makes me wet. He is going to feel so good once he is inside of me. His hard c**k is pulsating and throbbing towards me and all I want to do is feel it, touch it. As he moves forward, my hand urgently grabs his p***s, I move it up and down while twisting lightly.

His hands slide under my panties and through my folds. "You are already wet for me baby." His voice drawls almost in a whisper. He starts to rub my clit slowly and methodically, matching the pace that I am fondling his c**k. The pleasure starts to build in my core and I move faster on his p***s. My fingers lightly brush the top of his c**k, causing his body to flinch.

Responding to my expert hands, he slides one finger into my p***y, feeling around until a wave of pleasure floods over my face. He smiles at me knowingly, inserting another, moving his hand out slowly and methodically, stretching out my building pleasure. My hands move faster over his c**k as a way for me to ask for that sweet release. He spews his seed all over my hand and his chest as his body convulses with pleasure.

Once he recovers, he continues moving his fingers in and out of me while his thumb obliterates my clit. I lift one leg up to his hip, allowing him better access to my p***y as my back pushes against the cold wall. Leo holds my leg in place with his strong grip, not letting me go. The pressure building in my abdomen is like nothing I have ever felt before.

Moans of "oh, ah, oh" release from my lips at a frantic pace before I scream with pleasure scratching Leo's back as I ride my orgasm down. Leo pulls his fingers out of my p***y, licking them clean. He softly places my leg back down. Taking a breath to recover, I look over at his chest, covered in his seed. I want it, no I need to taste it.

Flipping him around, so his back is against the wall, I seductively lick his c*m off my hand. I make my way to my knees and start licking his seed off of his chest. Making my way down his perfectly sculpted abs to his erect c**k. Positioning myself so my hand can softly hold his member, I lick him clean.

"f*****g hell." Those words push out of his lips as I lick his shaft clean. I slide my mouth onto his p***s. His hands make their way into my hair as he grips the back of my head tightly, shoving my head further onto his c**k until his entire member fills my mouth. He is so big that it causes me to gag a little, which just increases my pleasure.

I suck hard as I slowly pull my head back, drawing circles on his tip with my tongue. His body twitches uncontrollably in response. Gradually increasing my pace, I feel his pleasure build. The only sounds coming from his mouth are quick, sporadic pants. He continues to guide my pace, pushing himself deeper into my mouth each time. He releases his delicious c*m into my mouth, his body writhing under the pleasure as he holds my head in place. I swallow down all he offers.

Panting breathlessly, I pull myself away, licking my lips. I am not going to waste even the tiniest bit of his seed. We have one night. One night to enjoy all we can take of each other. The taste of his c*m, as he coated my mouth, built a tightness in my core. I needed him to release inside of me, to send pleasure to the tiniest places in my body. Standing up, I look deeply into his eyes as I kiss him.