Update 48
We finished our dinner and decided to catch a movie on the TV before going to bed; or rather, she chose a romantic comedy and insisted that I join her. So, we cuddled up in the blanket on the bed watching some cheesy romcom.
And despite my initial reservations, the movie wasn't half bad. As the credits rolled, I turned to look at her to find that she was fast asleep, her head resting on the pillow and her lips slightly parted.
I couldn't help but stare at her; she looked like the sleeping beauty. Her chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. Her soft skin glowing in the dim light of the TV. Her hair falling gracefully around her face.
I don't know what made me do it, but I reached out and brushed the hair off her beautiful face. I quickly retracted my hand when she shifted slightly under the blanket, mumbling incoherently as she opened her eyes.
"D-Did I miss the movie?" she whispered sleepily, looking at me with those big beautiful brown eyes.
"Uhm, yeah," I mumbled, feeling awkward about waking her up like this, "I was just about to head to the living room to sleep on the couch."
She nodded lazily. I had just stepped off the bed when she called out my name softly, "Vivaaan...?"
I turned around to find her staring at me from the bed with a hesitant look on her face.
"Yeah?"
She bit her lips cutely and avoided my gaze, before speaking, "Can you stay here with me tonight?"
"I... uh... why?" I asked dumbly, not sure if I'd heard her right.
"The way that pervert, Narayan, was staring at me reminded me of the goons who kept me locked up... And... And..." she mumbled hesitantly, looking away from me, "And I don't want to be alone... tonight... Please... The bed is big enough for the two of us... I would feel so much safer with you here."
I hesitated for a moment, but I could tell she wasn't playing any game; she really was scared.
"Sure..." I whispered and sat back down beside her again, trying to keep some distance between us.
"Thank you, Mr. Bond..."
"Good night, Miss Moneypenny."
***
The next day we spent the morning with Ileana trying out all the outfits her sister had packed for her. Apparently, Mrs. K felt that the key to Narayan's heart was dressing like the kind of girls he liked; the sluttier the better!
Lucky for me, it meant that I was gifted with the sight of Ileana wearing one sexy outfit after another. Trying to figure out the most 'modest' slutty outfit... if there was such a thing.
"Ugh... why are all these outfits so skimpy," she muttered with exasperation, as she stepped out in a tight white top, which showed off a generous amount of cleavage, paired with tight ripped jeans, "I feel like I'm one of those girls in those Punjabi rap videos!"
"But the more you show off..." I tried explaining to her, but she interrupted me, rolling her eyes in frustration, "If you say, the 'more he'll like it', then I'm going to hit you, Vivaan!"
"Sorry, sorry..." I chuckled, holding up my hands in a placating gesture. She sighed and shook her head before walking over to sit next to me on the couch.
"It's just not fair that I have to dress so slutty just because of some perv," She grumbled, leaning her head against my shoulder and pouting like a child. The feeling of her tits pressed against me made me shiver; she didn't even seem to realize the effect her body was having on me.
'God! Why did she have to be so damn hot!' I thought, struggling to keep my composure as her soft breasts rubbed against me.
"You're doing really well," I reassured her, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, "and remember, you are doing it for your sister."
She sighed again before replying, "I know, I know!"
"And it's not like anyone you know will ever see you dressed like this," I said with a chuckle, "It'll all be over by Friday, and you'll never have to do it again."
"You will know though, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, and I swear I thought I saw her blushing for a moment, but her eyes looked away quickly, "It's not like I have any friends, thanks to being a captive for so long. You are like the only person of my age that I know."
"That's not true, Ileana. You're just starting over. Things will only get better from here," I said and instinctively wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to me, "Once Ravi is out of the picture, you can be free and go back to college or get a job."
"Maybe..." she grumbled and leaned into me, making my heart race.
"Hey! I am your partner in crime. Remember, Team 007," I chuckled and squeezed her tight, "I'm pretty sure that makes us friends."
She smiled and looked up at me, biting her lip cutely, "We are, aren't we... friends, I mean..."
"Definitely!" I replied cheerfully, "And I'll have tons of embarrassing pictures of you in these slutty outfits to blackmail you for life if you refuse."
"Ugh, don't you dare!" she laughed, hitting me playfully on the chest, "I might actually hit you with something heavy if you do."
***
Unfortunately for us, when we went out and checked, the hostess told us that Narayan had gone out sightseeing, without telling them where. So, Ileana and I spent the rest of the day in our Villa, watching a few more movies, and just chilling around to avoid the afternoon heat.
Luckily for me, a guy who got tongue tied around girls all his life, Ileana did most of the talking. And she was really good at it! We spent hours talking about any random thing under the sun. She had a great sense of humour and for some reason, she didn't mind my nerdy jokes and references. It was like being around an old friend; someone you can be yourself with.
We hardly noticed the time passing and before we knew it, it was already seven thirty in the evening, when the hostess called us to inform us that Narayan had dropped by for dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, I took my position, watching from a corner while he sat at a far table, when Ileana walked in, alone, wearing that white top that showed off her tits and a pair of ripped jeans that hugged her ass and hips perfectly.
I watched from the far side of the restaurant, sipping my drink as Ileana stopped a few steps away from the entrance and glanced around the room casually. She seemed to spot Narayan, sitting alone and went towards him, purposefully taking a table next to him.
I took a few pictures discretely, smiling to myself as I watched the perv glance up at her immediately and then back down at his food. His face was red, and I knew he must be sneaking glances from the corner of his eyes.
Ileana pretended not to notice him. I picked up my phone and dialled her number, watching as she answered and started to talk loudly with a big smile.
"Where are you, baby? I was waiting all day for you!" she said with a loud voice, clearly making sure Narayan would overhear it, "Why didn't you pick up yesterday?"
"He's taking the bait. I can see him craning his neck to hear what's going on," I spoke softly into my phone, "Keep going..."
"What do you mean your wife found out? I thought you two were getting a divorce," she exclaimed loudly, causing Narayan to look up again. This time he didn't bother looking away when Ileana turned towards him. He was clearly interested in what she was saying.
"You're a natural at this, Moneypenny," I told her with a smirk, "and he's clearly interested. Keep it up! That perv won't be able to resist this opportunity."
I saw her bite her lips in embarrassment for a second before continuing, "What about me? What about us? I thought you loved me!"
"Wow! You could be an actress. Seriously you're perfect!" I chuckled.
"Shut up! You're distracting me," I heard her mumble in a low voice before continuing the drama on the phone, "Fine! So, you want me to just stay here waiting for you like some idiot! What about me? We haven't fucked in weeks!"
"And he's hooked," I whispered, watching him stare at her now without any pretence of eating, his eyes fixated on her ass. It was obvious now that he was playing along with her show.
"You'll come back when your wife is out of town, and then what? I'm not a toy you can use whenever you feel like it. Fuck you, Vivaan!" she yelled before abruptly pretending to cut the call but instead leaving the line open and putting her head down on the table, pretending to be upset.
I watched as Narayan raised his hand to call a waiter and ordered something. Within minutes the waiter returned with a drink on the tray, which he brought over to Ileana.
"Here you go, miss," the Waiter spoke loudly to catch her attention, "compliments of the gentleman."
I saw Ileana look up slowly and then turn towards him, staring at him with those beautiful brown eyes. She took a moment to compose herself before looking up at Narayan with a confused expression, "For me?"
Narayan took this opportunity to stand up and walk over to her side, his hands behind his back. He looked nervous but he was smiling, "My apologies for eavesdropping, but you seemed so upset, and I thought a nice glass of wine might cheer you up."
"Oh, thank you," she replied, giving him a hesitant smile. Her voice clearly trembling with emotion, but I knew this was all an act. She was damn good, nicely playing it up.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting here?" Narayan asked, looking genuinely concerned.
She looked down and then up at him again, giving him a bright smile. She shook her head, "No, not at all. Thank you so much. It's just been a very rough day."
"Well, I'm sure everything will turn out alright in the end," he replied, sitting down across from her, "My name is Narayan."
"Hi Narayan," she said, holding out her hand and smiling softly at him, "I'm Ileana."
"Such a pretty name for an even prettier girl!" he replied, "Who was the idiot that dumped you like that?"
"Yeah, a loser! But it's my own fault. I have a soft spot for married older men," she replied with a sigh and took a sip from her wine, " I knew what I was getting myself into, but I can never resist. The heart wants what it can't have."
Those magic words seemed to peak Narayan's interest, thinking that he'd probably hit the jackpot. I smirked as I saw him sit up straight and puff up his chest slightly.
Picking my camera up, I got to work taking pictures of the two of them talking. The game was on, and we were going to need all the evidence we could get our hands on.
***
"I got a date for tomorrow night!" Ileana exclaimed happily, practically bouncing up and down on the bed like an overexcited puppy as she called her sister to tell her that we would probably be able to get the kissing photos that we needed by tomorrow.
"Good job, sis," I heard her voice, sounding relieved, "but I hope you are safe..."
"I am safe. My 'Mr. Bond' is taking care of me," she said with a wink towards me and then giggled. I heard her sister sigh on the other side of the phone.
"I'm sure he is," she muttered sarcastically, "Just make sure you get it done tomorrow, okay? We need those photos or else everything fails..."
"Don't worry, sis. I'll take care of it for you," Ileana replied and hung up, before falling back on the bed with a heavy sigh.
"You did really good today," I complimented her with a smile.
"Thanks Mr. Bond," she replied with a grin and rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbows and fixing those big beautiful brown eyes on me, "It was my first ever acting assignment."
"The way you put it on in there was brilliant," I told her with a smile, "You were just the right amount of flirty, vulnerable, sexy, and yet mysterious..."
"Thank you," she said shyly, biting her bottom lip and blushing slightly.
"Oh my God! You're blushing," I teased her with a laugh, "Don't be embarrassed!"
"I'm not used to hearing such nice things from a guy," she said with a shy smile, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink, "Usually it goes something like this, 'Hey girl, stay away from the windows!'; 'Hey girl, stop singing so loud!'; 'Hey girl, sit quietly and don't annoy us!' Those were from the goons who'd kept me hostage."
I chuckled lightly, shaking my head at her. She seemed so innocent and yet so seductive at the same time.
"But seriously, thank you, Vivaan. I know I'm just a naive girl with no experience in any of this," she said softly, "I don't think I could have had the courage to pull it off if you weren't here with me. I just feel safer knowing that you're here. You're a good partner."
"I told you, Team 007, remember?" I replied, feeling my heart beating faster, "Trust me!"
"Team 007..." she sighed dreamily and nodded, "So... What now?"
"Now, we can chill till tomorrow night. Then you dress up sexy, turn up the charm and kiss Narayan a few times. Get me some good money shots and that will be enough for Suraj Bhaiya," I replied, grinning widely.
But rather than cheering her up, something I said seemed to upset her and her expression suddenly changed; her smile disappearing and her eyes looking down, staring at nothing.
"Ileana? You okay?" I asked with concern, my smile fading as I reached out and touched her shoulder, "Hey..."
She didn't respond for a few moments and then looked up at me. I was surprised to see tears in her eyes as she sniffled slightly.
"H-hey, what happened? I-I'm sorry, if I said anything wrong," I mumbled, feeling confused. What had just happened? I was just joking around. What the hell did I do?
"It's not you," she muttered and sniffled a bit, wiping her eyes, "I'm just stupid. You're going to tease me if I tell you..."
"I won't tease you," I promised her sincerely, "I swear!"
She looked up at me again with those beautiful brown eyes, her lips trembling and then sighed heavily, "I've-never-kissed-someone-and-I-don't-want-my-first-kiss-to-be-with-some-old-perv!"
"Wait what?" I asked, unable to make out what she had just parroted out at a high speed in one single breath.
"I've never kissed anyone, and I don't want my first kiss to be with some old perv!" She repeated slowly this time but looked away, embarrassed. Her cheeks were flushed red, and she looked so cute like that, it was hard to resist smiling.
"Vivaan! You promised you wouldn't tease me," she mumbled shyly.
"I'm not... It's just that..." I stuttered, trying to find the right words, "Sometimes, you're just so sexy and innocent at the same time. How can someone as gorgeous and hot like you not have been kissed before?"
"I told you not to tease me," she pouted, turning her head and looking away from me. She was blushing even harder now, and I felt like such an asshole for making her feel bad.
"I'm not... I'm serious..." I said, taking her chin gently in my hands and turning her head towards me, "You really are the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I just really can't believe you never kissed someone before."
"And you have?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks were still pink, and her lips slightly parted.
"No..." I replied with a nervous chuckle, "But I'm a nerd... and you are well, you!"
"See, why is it such a big deal that I haven't kissed someone, when you haven't either," she mumbled sadly, "My first kiss was supposed to be special, and now I'll have to kiss that old pervert."
I stared at her, feeling my heart beating fast in my chest. She looked so sad... So vulnerable and beautiful... and before I realized what I was saying, the words escaped my lips, "I could... uhmm... I could help you..." I whispered softly, "I mean... just so that your first kiss is not with fucking Narayan!"
I fully expected a slap or something and was stunned when she just stared at me for a moment, her eyes wide and her lips parted slightly in surprise. She looked up at me and bit her lips shyly before mumbling, "Do you mean it?"
"It's just an option," I replied quickly with a nervous chuckle, suddenly feeling very awkward. What the fuck did I just blurt out! I was supposed to be her bodyguard and here I was offering to make out with her.
She didn't reply for a few moments, and I thought that she must be too shocked at my words to say anything.
"Okay," she finally whispered after a long pause, so soft that I almost didn't hear her.
"W-What?" I asked, trying to understand if I had heard right.
"Yes, I would like it if you did that," she replied hesitantly, looking away from me, still biting her bottom lip. Her hands were trembling, and her face was flushed, and fuck, she looked gorgeous.
"Uhh... I mean... if you are sure about this..." I mumbled, suddenly feeling very nervous myself, "I don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want to do."
"I don't... I want you to help me," she replied, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "And I feel safe with you, Vivaan. We are partners, aren't we? Team 007!"
"Yes..." I whispered and smiled at her. My heart was racing so fast in my chest, it felt like it would burst any minute. For the first time, instead of avoiding staring at her sexy body, I avoided her eyes and dropped my gaze down.
She was wearing the same tight white tank top that showed the perfect outline of those amazing breasts that were barely contained by the fabric. The large dark circles of her nipples were visible through her clothes. I realized immediately that this was definitely the wrong choice because now I was blushing AND had my cock starting to get erect. Then my eyes wandered downwards towards those long legs...
"So?" she asked as she sat back up on the bed, pulling me back from my trance, "Are we gonna do this?"
I was leaning back against the headrest of the bed with my feet up in front of me, while she was sitting cross legged on the side. I gulped and nodded slowly; my eyes fixed on her lips now. Fuck, those full, sexy lips of hers...
Then before I could say anything else, she crawled over to me and straddled my legs, putting her weight on my lap, sitting perilously close to my now rock-hard cock and placing her hands around my neck. My hands instinctively went to her waist, slipping under the tank top and feeling the goosebumps on her skin.
Her face was only a few inches away from mine -- so fucking close that I felt her warm breath against my cheek.
"Just kissing," she mumbled softly, biting her bottom lip again, "we are partners, and we are just helping each other."
"Of course! Just kissing," I agreed, nodding dumbly, staring at her lips. They looked even more kissable from this close, soft and full, glistening slightly from her spit.
"Just partners," she repeated, leaning forward and slowly closing her eyes as she pressed her mouth to mine.
'OH FUCK!'
Her lips were soft, warm, and tasted sweet as she kissed me; just a light peck on my lips at first, then a longer one, then another. She pulled away after a few moments, her eyes wide open and staring into mine, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
I leaned forward again and kissed her, this time parting my lips and feeling her's part too. Our tongues met for the first time. Soon our lips pressed together more firmly, her mouth opening wider, her tongue pushing into mine.
She moaned softly against my lips as we kissed, her fingers gripping the back of my neck tighter, pulling me deeper into the kiss. My hands on her waist tightened as I returned her kisses with equal passion, enjoying the taste of her mouth, her tongue, her soft lips.
"V-vivaan!" she moaned softly when we finally broke apart, gasping slightly. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed over, her breathing quick and heavy. Fuck, she was so sexy!
"That was amazing," I mumbled, staring up at her beautiful face. I could still feel her lips on mine, taste her saliva in my mouth, even smell her scent lingering around me.
"It was!" she agreed breathlessly with a soft smile, resting her forehead against mine. She bit her lower lip and then leaned back a little bit, before hesitating and mumbling, "One more time? Please?"
"Again?" I mumbled in confusion, trying to keep my thoughts focused. God, she was so hot!
"I don't want my second kiss to be with that fucking pervert either," she whispered, licking her lips and then leaning forward, pressing her mouth to mine again.
This time, there were no soft kisses. Her lips crushed into mine and her tongue pushed past my own, sliding against it with a hungry need. She moaned into my mouth again, her hands running through my hair, her nails scraping lightly over my neck and shoulders.
My own hands were still on her waist, holding her close, my fingers stroking lightly over the bare skin of her stomach, caressing her back. But soon they moved down her hips to her ass, gripping her firm round butt cheeks tightly and squeezing them.
She gasped against my mouth, breaking the kiss, and stared at me for a moment before smirking and leaning forward again, kissing me harder this time, biting on my lip, and sucking on my tongue.
"Fuck..." I groaned when she broke away after a while, both of us panting heavily. She smiled at me, her eyes glazed over with desire.
"I-I don't want my third kiss to be with him either," she whispered breathlessly, licking her lips. Her cheeks flushed and her brown eyes staring into mine, "Nor my fourth!"
"You're right... w-what do you suggest?" I asked with an earnest look, trying to keep myself calm. My heart was racing; my pulse pounding in my ears. She looked so sexy with her tits heaving with each breath, her chest rising and falling, her nipples poking through her top.
Her hands on my neck moved down, rubbing my shirt softly. Her eyes were fixed on mine.
"Kiss me more," she mumbled, staring into my eyes, "Kiss me until we've lost count."
She leaned forward again, giving me a soft tender peck on my lips, before pulling back slightly and staring at me expectantly. I swallowed nervously; my throat dry and my heart beating so hard against my chest it felt like it would burst.
"I'm pretty good with math," I whispered hoarsely, "It'll be difficult to lose count."
"We'll see about that, Mr. Bond!" she said playfully, grinning with an evil glint in her eyes, "We have a long time till tomorrow for me to make you lose count."
"Just kissing?" I mumbled, this time it was more of a hopeful question than a statement.
"Just kissing," she replied, nodding firmly and pulling me forward, crushing her lips against mine.
I barely heard a whisper escape her lips and wasn't sure if I really heard it or not, "For now..."
***
I woke up the next morning to find Ileana cuddled up to me, her arms wrapped around me, and her face buried against my chest. We had kept making out till late into the night, losing all track of time. Eventually, we fell asleep together in each other's arms on the bed.
I looked at her beautiful face, her eyes closed and her long eyelashes fluttering faintly, her soft pink lips parted slightly.
God! She was gorgeous!
My eyes wandered downwards, admiring her body more freely now. I guess 33 kisses gave me a bit of liberty. Her tits were pressed against me and I could feel the hardness of her nipples poking through the thin material of her tank top; her full round breasts squashed against my chest. My hands were around her waist, and they seemed to wander under her top on their own, feeling her soft skin, her flat stomach, her toned waist.
I looked at the clock, it was just after 6 AM. So, I just lay there for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of her warm soft body against mine. I couldn't help but chant a silent prayer to thank God for last night.
I felt her stir in my arms about fifteen minutes later, mumbling something unintelligible as she stretched and yawned. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at me, smiling brightly before snuggling closer to me.
"Morning," she mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes and stretching out again.
"Good morning," I mumbled lazily and instinctively leaned down and gave her a soft peck on her lips.
"Hmmm," she moaned softly, looking up at me with a shy smile. "Thirty-four," she mumbled groggily.
"Hmm?" I asked, feeling confused.
"That was our thirty-fourth kiss," she replied with another sleepy smile, and then leaned in and pressed her lips to mine again, her tongue sliding over mine, "Thirty-five now, and you said you were good at math."
"Oh right," I mumbled, rolling my eyes and laughing, "Did you sleep well?"
"I haven't slept that peacefully in years. I always worried about the goons when I was their captive," she pulled herself up a little, cuddling closer to me before continuing, "and even after being freed, sleeping alone used to give me nightmares for a while now. So, thank you!"
"For what?"
"For being a good friend," she replied softly, her fingers tracing the contours of my face lightly, "For helping me. For giving me my first kiss. For making me feel safe."
"I still can't believe you let a nerd like me kiss you," I admitted with a grin.
"What do you mean 'nerd'. You are amazing," she whispered and looked up at me with an irritated pout, "Don't call yourself that, or I'll get mad."
"Ok, ok," I mumbled in surrender, not wanting to upset her.
"What's your favourite memory?" she asked suddenly.
"What?" I asked, feeling confused again at her sudden change of topic.
"Hmm," she mumbled, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "Tell me about the memory that makes you happy when you think of it."
"I don't know," I muttered, the first thing popping into my mind was our first kiss, but I felt it would be too cheesy to say that out aloud. I thought for a moment, trying to think of something else to say. But all I could think of was her, of the time we'd spent together. It was so special, so fun, and so exciting.
"Oh, come on," she insisted and nudged me lightly with her elbow, "Tell me!"
"Well, when I got my first camera," I lied as I traced her soft pink lips with my finger. She parted them slightly and she gave my finger a soft kiss.
Then she looked at me with a shrewd smile and bit my finger playfully, making me wince in pain, "What? You don't believe me?"
She rolled her eyes, "I've lived with you for two days and I can already tell when you are lying."
"Ok, fine... What about you? What is your favourite memory?" I asked, trying to change the topic onto her.
"I'm not telling a liar about my favourite memory," she replied with an evil glint in her big brown eyes and then suddenly she started tickling my ribs. I gasped and squirmed under her assault, laughing uncontrollably. This girl was crazy.
"Aaagh! Stop!" I cried out, laughing so hard it hurt. She giggled and stopped for a second, resting her chin on my chest and looking at me with a mischievous grin.
"Tell me the truth, or I'll start again," she threatened and gave me another evil grin.
"Ok! Ok! Fine!" I muttered breathlessly, "My favourite memory is when I kissed you..."
"So cheesy!" she said after a moment, rolling her eyes with an exasperated expression, "But... good answer!"
I laughed and looked at her, still smiling from our little tickling match, "So what's yours?"
But she didn't answer and instead leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine softly and slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I moaned against her mouth, my hands coming up to caress her back, slipping under the top to feel her skin.
After a few minutes of our passionate kissing, we broke apart, both of us gasping slightly.
"Thirty-six..." she muttered as she got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
"We won't lose count if your keep calling it out like that!" I said with an exasperated look. But she popped her head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth, grinning cheekily.
"I don't care. You promised to help me lose count. So just keep kissing me until I forget," she said and pulled her brush out and stuck her tongue out at me before disappearing back into the bathroom.
I chuckled, rolling my eyes at her antics. 'What had Suraj Bhaiya gotten me into?'
***
We decided to enjoy the attached pool once we were done with our breakfast. I got into the water first, waiting for her to join me. And to my surprise, Ileana decided to wear the same pink bikini that she had tried on the first day.
"You said I looked hot in this," she said with an innocent smile when she caught me staring at her as she got into the pool. I couldn't take my eyes off her; she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair tied in a messy bun. Her breasts looked even bigger in the skimpy pink bikini, and her ass was so round and firm. She looked like a fucking goddess!
She caught me ogling her, smirking at me as she walked over to me. The pool was quite shallow, so it reached only up to our waists. Her breasts looking so fucking hot with the drops of water running down her cleavage.
"Where were we at?" she asked coyly as she stepped closer to me, putting her arms around my neck.
"Stop keeping count you crazy woman!" I said with an exasperated sigh, but she grinned mischievously and pressed herself against me. Her tits pressed against my chest, making my cock harden even more at the contact.
"But I like it when you kiss me," she whispered and leaned in and kissed me softly, her tongue slipping into my mouth to caress mine.
"You're crazy," I muttered against her lips, kissing her back passionately, while my hands wandered over her body. They ran up her sides, cupping her breasts for a moment before continuing over her shoulders. She moaned into my mouth, her own hands exploring my bare chest and shoulders.
"Shut up and do your job, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, nibbling on my lips before deepening the kiss again. Her tongue danced inside my mouth and her hands wandered to the back of my neck, her fingers twinning themselves in my hair. My own hands roamed her body, feeling her soft skin under my fingers, her back, her hips, her thighs...
I was expecting some resistance when my fingers reached her ass, but I was surprised when Ileana didn't stop me from groping her round ass cheeks firmly. I moaned against her lips, my other hand coming down to join the first, my cock throbbing hard in my trunks, pressing against her stomach.
She broke away from our kiss after a while and gave me a shy, innocent smile, "Thirty... Thirty-seven..."
***
Moonlight Lounge, 7 PM
I fidgeted nervously as I took my place behind a pillar at the far side of the restaurant, trying to get an angle where I had a clear view of Ileana and Narayan.
Another generous tip to the hostess and the staff in advance, from the money Suraj Bhaiya had given me, had ensured that they would be seated at a prime spot for photos, and I would have a clear line-of-sight. But I still felt nervous, I had no idea how tonight would play out.
Narayan was the first to arrive, he looked quite confident as he sat down in his seat and ordered a drink, waiting for his date to show up. He was wearing a grey suit with a blue tie and looking very dapper for once. I felt a twinge as a wave of jealousy ran through me when I looked at the bastard through my viewfinder. This fucking old asshole was going to kiss Ileana!
I took a few shots from my position, trying to keep my thoughts from wandering off into a dangerous territory, as I contemplated any alternative to this. But I needed to focus on getting the evidence we needed for Suraj Bhaiya. To save his family and also for Pooja and Jhanvi Didi.
I was lost in thought when I got a call from her. I plugged in my AirPods to my ear.
"I'm coming in. Stay close, please," she muttered nervously.
"Don't worry, you can trust me," I whispered back reassuringly, "and keep the call running with your phone turned down on the table."
I saw the hostess walking towards the table with Ileana in tow, and I nearly dropped my camera at the sight of her. She hadn't shown me what she had planned to wear, and I could have never imagined her looking this hot!
She wore a tight, off-the-shoulder black cocktail dress that clung to her sexy body like a second skin, hugging her every curve perfectly. Her soft, full tits pushed up and looked so fucking tempting. She had left her hair down and it fell around her face, framing her pretty face beautifully. She wore red lipstick on her full pouty lips, accentuating their natural beauty even more and giving her a sultry look. She looked absolutely radiant and gorgeous!
Narayan's reaction was no different. He stood up, his mouth gaping open at the sight of her, looking her up and down like a hungry wolf staring at a juicy morsel. I felt that surge of jealousy run through me again and gritted my teeth.
"Ahh... you look beautiful..." Narayan said with a wide smile, taking her hand in his and kissing it.
I wanted to break his face!
"You're such a gentleman," she replied with a shy smile and sat down at the table gracefully. She put her phone on the table, and I could hear the conversation clearly.
Over the next 15 minutes or so, I watched her play him like a violin, laughing at his stupid jokes, and flirting with him shamelessly. He seemed to be completely smitten by her already, hanging onto every word that came out of her mouth.
"I'm glad that we could do this tonight," she said with a soft smile, "You are so sweet..."
"The pleasure's all mine," Narayan replied suavely, "Would you like to get a drink?"
"Oh, yes, please," she replied with a grin. As she turned to call the hostess, he interrupted her.
"Wait, let me get you a cocktail, something you have never tasted before. I'm quite good with these things," he said confidently and stood up, walking towards the bar.
"He's acting a bit odd. He could have kissed me already by now," she mumbled softly to herself, knowing I could hear her. I was thinking the same thing.
"Please be careful, Ileana," I muttered to myself, watching Narayan return a few minutes later with two drinks in hand.
"This is a special drink, called a 'Russian Rose'," he said with a smile, putting one down in front of Ileana.
"You should know I'm not good with alcohol," she replied coyly and giggled, taking a sip of it. She made a satisfied sound and licked her lips slowly, "Wow, you're right. I've never tasted anything like this before."
'Come on you old fucker! Make a move already!' I thought with frustration.
However, over the next 10 minutes, things started to get weird. I saw Narayan looking at his phone frequently, looking around like he was waiting for something to happen. And to add to that, Ileana seemed to be a bit more buzzed than she should have been after just one glass of a light cocktail!
Something was off, and I wondered if I should step in and end this, when an older guy about Narayan's age walked over to the table. He stared at Ileana with a look of lust in his eyes.
"Hey, there," he said with a smile, standing beside the table.
Narayan looked up at him with a smile, "Ah, yes... you're here. Let's go for a walk, shall we?"
'The Fuck!' I thought to myself, feeling confused by this whole situation.
"Ahh... are we leaving now?" Ileana slurred and smiled up at him.
I stepped out immediately; this was not what we had signed up for! I took a step towards the group when a bulky looking man appeared out of nowhere and blocked my way.
"Sir, I'm from the security. We don't allow photography inside the restaurant," the guard said firmly to me, stopping me from approaching them.
"Yes, my friend and I wanted to take you out for a nice moonlight walk near the beach," Narayan's voice came through on my phone, "You'll be fine, dear, we are just going to go for a short stroll."
'FUCK!' I tried to push past the bulky guard, but he held me in place, blocking my view. Then, suddenly I heard Ileana's voice in my ears.
"Mmmh, that sounds romantic," she giggled. As she stood up, she stumbled, "But... I feel a bit dizzy."
I fucking lost it at this point. I had to get to her! With all my strength, I pushed against the guard, but he wouldn't budge. Instead, he knocked me back onto the floor. My AirPods fell out of my ear and skidded under a nearby table. Luckily, the hostess I had paid off, came running to my aid as she heard the scuffle.
It took a minute or two for her to pull the security guy away from me and let me go. But as I rushed to their table, her clutch was gone, but I found Ileana's phone still there where she had left it. My partner was gone!
'Fuck!'
***
Narayan glanced over his shoulder as they stepped out of the restaurant, hoping that no one would see them leave with the girl in such a state. She was barely conscious, stumbling around drunkenly and slurring words.
He had been surprised at how quickly the drugs had taken effect on her. But then again, he had been generous with the dose. She was so hot that he didn't want to risk her changing her mind.
Beside him, his best friend Manohar smiled broadly and slipped a hand around her waist, pulling the young girl against him. "Damn, how did you get so lucky tonight?" he asked, staring down at her face before turning back to his friend.
"I'm just that good," Narayan replied with a smirk, "she was practically begging for it."
"And you're sure she's alone?" Manohar pressed on, knowing how much his friend enjoyed these little 'encounters'. He looked at the girl in his grasp; she was so fucking hot!
"Oh, yeah, she told me her rich boyfriend had dumped her," Narayan replied with a smug grin. They were walking down towards the parking lot. Their room wasn't the ideal place. His wife knew he was staying here for a 'conference' and she was suspicious enough to check out if he had anyone stay over during the night!
"She's not from around here," he continued with an evil grin, "so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, she'll probably not remember enough to tell anyone about this once we are finished with her."
Narayan opened his car, and they laid her out in the backseat, "You drive and I'll sample the goods on the way."
Her dress rode up her thighs when he pushed her in, those sexy legs that she had shown off at the pool. He had been lusting after her ever since. He licked his lips and got into the back seat with her, tracing his fingers along her inner thighs, "Mmm... you really are one sexy bitch..." he whispered.
"Mmmm, Vivaan," she mumbled drunkenly; her eyes closed. She didn't seem to realize what was happening.
"Yeah, that's right, Vivaan is gonna fuck you good," he growled and indicated to his friend to drive out of the parking lot. His fingers pulling down her dress slowly to reveal her breasts.
She wore a lacy red bra, and her tits were huge! The cups pushed them upwards, and they looked so fucking hot. He felt his cock harden in his pants, his hand reaching out to squeeze her breasts roughly through her bra, pinching her nipple between his fingers.
She moaned and arched her back, turning her head towards him and opening her eyes slightly. She looked confused for a second but then smiled at him sleepily, "I haven't lost count, you know..." she mumbled drunkenly.
"She's completely out of it," Narayan chuckled and looked up at Manohar, who was glancing back with an evil grin on his face, while they drove off. "Get us someplace nice and quiet. This is gonna be one fun night!"
His friend laughed, turning the wheel, speeding up as they hit the highway, "Hey don't have all the fun, leave some for me..."
*CRASH*
***
Vivaan's POV
I felt a rush of adrenaline pumping through my veins. I had never driven this fast before. My hands gripped the steering wheel firmly and the engine roared in front of me. I was driving like a madman on those twisting roads, but I didn't care!
'Please be safe. Just hold on!' I muttered to himself, glancing at my phone for directions.
Luckily, Bhaiya had left us a car to use for the mission and I had rushed downstairs towards the parking lot. The tracker I had placed in her clutch bag was active and showed her to be moving on the road.
And despite my initial reservations, the movie wasn't half bad. As the credits rolled, I turned to look at her to find that she was fast asleep, her head resting on the pillow and her lips slightly parted.
I couldn't help but stare at her; she looked like the sleeping beauty. Her chest slowly rising and falling with each breath. Her soft skin glowing in the dim light of the TV. Her hair falling gracefully around her face.
I don't know what made me do it, but I reached out and brushed the hair off her beautiful face. I quickly retracted my hand when she shifted slightly under the blanket, mumbling incoherently as she opened her eyes.
"D-Did I miss the movie?" she whispered sleepily, looking at me with those big beautiful brown eyes.
"Uhm, yeah," I mumbled, feeling awkward about waking her up like this, "I was just about to head to the living room to sleep on the couch."
She nodded lazily. I had just stepped off the bed when she called out my name softly, "Vivaaan...?"
I turned around to find her staring at me from the bed with a hesitant look on her face.
"Yeah?"
She bit her lips cutely and avoided my gaze, before speaking, "Can you stay here with me tonight?"
"I... uh... why?" I asked dumbly, not sure if I'd heard her right.
"The way that pervert, Narayan, was staring at me reminded me of the goons who kept me locked up... And... And..." she mumbled hesitantly, looking away from me, "And I don't want to be alone... tonight... Please... The bed is big enough for the two of us... I would feel so much safer with you here."
I hesitated for a moment, but I could tell she wasn't playing any game; she really was scared.
"Sure..." I whispered and sat back down beside her again, trying to keep some distance between us.
"Thank you, Mr. Bond..."
"Good night, Miss Moneypenny."
***
The next day we spent the morning with Ileana trying out all the outfits her sister had packed for her. Apparently, Mrs. K felt that the key to Narayan's heart was dressing like the kind of girls he liked; the sluttier the better!
Lucky for me, it meant that I was gifted with the sight of Ileana wearing one sexy outfit after another. Trying to figure out the most 'modest' slutty outfit... if there was such a thing.
"Ugh... why are all these outfits so skimpy," she muttered with exasperation, as she stepped out in a tight white top, which showed off a generous amount of cleavage, paired with tight ripped jeans, "I feel like I'm one of those girls in those Punjabi rap videos!"
"But the more you show off..." I tried explaining to her, but she interrupted me, rolling her eyes in frustration, "If you say, the 'more he'll like it', then I'm going to hit you, Vivaan!"
"Sorry, sorry..." I chuckled, holding up my hands in a placating gesture. She sighed and shook her head before walking over to sit next to me on the couch.
"It's just not fair that I have to dress so slutty just because of some perv," She grumbled, leaning her head against my shoulder and pouting like a child. The feeling of her tits pressed against me made me shiver; she didn't even seem to realize the effect her body was having on me.
'God! Why did she have to be so damn hot!' I thought, struggling to keep my composure as her soft breasts rubbed against me.
"You're doing really well," I reassured her, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach, "and remember, you are doing it for your sister."
She sighed again before replying, "I know, I know!"
"And it's not like anyone you know will ever see you dressed like this," I said with a chuckle, "It'll all be over by Friday, and you'll never have to do it again."
"You will know though, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, and I swear I thought I saw her blushing for a moment, but her eyes looked away quickly, "It's not like I have any friends, thanks to being a captive for so long. You are like the only person of my age that I know."
"That's not true, Ileana. You're just starting over. Things will only get better from here," I said and instinctively wrapped my arm around her shoulders, pulling her close to me, "Once Ravi is out of the picture, you can be free and go back to college or get a job."
"Maybe..." she grumbled and leaned into me, making my heart race.
"Hey! I am your partner in crime. Remember, Team 007," I chuckled and squeezed her tight, "I'm pretty sure that makes us friends."
She smiled and looked up at me, biting her lip cutely, "We are, aren't we... friends, I mean..."
"Definitely!" I replied cheerfully, "And I'll have tons of embarrassing pictures of you in these slutty outfits to blackmail you for life if you refuse."
"Ugh, don't you dare!" she laughed, hitting me playfully on the chest, "I might actually hit you with something heavy if you do."
***
Unfortunately for us, when we went out and checked, the hostess told us that Narayan had gone out sightseeing, without telling them where. So, Ileana and I spent the rest of the day in our Villa, watching a few more movies, and just chilling around to avoid the afternoon heat.
Luckily for me, a guy who got tongue tied around girls all his life, Ileana did most of the talking. And she was really good at it! We spent hours talking about any random thing under the sun. She had a great sense of humour and for some reason, she didn't mind my nerdy jokes and references. It was like being around an old friend; someone you can be yourself with.
We hardly noticed the time passing and before we knew it, it was already seven thirty in the evening, when the hostess called us to inform us that Narayan had dropped by for dinner.
Fifteen minutes later, I took my position, watching from a corner while he sat at a far table, when Ileana walked in, alone, wearing that white top that showed off her tits and a pair of ripped jeans that hugged her ass and hips perfectly.
I watched from the far side of the restaurant, sipping my drink as Ileana stopped a few steps away from the entrance and glanced around the room casually. She seemed to spot Narayan, sitting alone and went towards him, purposefully taking a table next to him.
I took a few pictures discretely, smiling to myself as I watched the perv glance up at her immediately and then back down at his food. His face was red, and I knew he must be sneaking glances from the corner of his eyes.
Ileana pretended not to notice him. I picked up my phone and dialled her number, watching as she answered and started to talk loudly with a big smile.
"Where are you, baby? I was waiting all day for you!" she said with a loud voice, clearly making sure Narayan would overhear it, "Why didn't you pick up yesterday?"
"He's taking the bait. I can see him craning his neck to hear what's going on," I spoke softly into my phone, "Keep going..."
"What do you mean your wife found out? I thought you two were getting a divorce," she exclaimed loudly, causing Narayan to look up again. This time he didn't bother looking away when Ileana turned towards him. He was clearly interested in what she was saying.
"You're a natural at this, Moneypenny," I told her with a smirk, "and he's clearly interested. Keep it up! That perv won't be able to resist this opportunity."
I saw her bite her lips in embarrassment for a second before continuing, "What about me? What about us? I thought you loved me!"
"Wow! You could be an actress. Seriously you're perfect!" I chuckled.
"Shut up! You're distracting me," I heard her mumble in a low voice before continuing the drama on the phone, "Fine! So, you want me to just stay here waiting for you like some idiot! What about me? We haven't fucked in weeks!"
"And he's hooked," I whispered, watching him stare at her now without any pretence of eating, his eyes fixated on her ass. It was obvious now that he was playing along with her show.
"You'll come back when your wife is out of town, and then what? I'm not a toy you can use whenever you feel like it. Fuck you, Vivaan!" she yelled before abruptly pretending to cut the call but instead leaving the line open and putting her head down on the table, pretending to be upset.
I watched as Narayan raised his hand to call a waiter and ordered something. Within minutes the waiter returned with a drink on the tray, which he brought over to Ileana.
"Here you go, miss," the Waiter spoke loudly to catch her attention, "compliments of the gentleman."
I saw Ileana look up slowly and then turn towards him, staring at him with those beautiful brown eyes. She took a moment to compose herself before looking up at Narayan with a confused expression, "For me?"
Narayan took this opportunity to stand up and walk over to her side, his hands behind his back. He looked nervous but he was smiling, "My apologies for eavesdropping, but you seemed so upset, and I thought a nice glass of wine might cheer you up."
"Oh, thank you," she replied, giving him a hesitant smile. Her voice clearly trembling with emotion, but I knew this was all an act. She was damn good, nicely playing it up.
"I hope you don't mind me sitting here?" Narayan asked, looking genuinely concerned.
She looked down and then up at him again, giving him a bright smile. She shook her head, "No, not at all. Thank you so much. It's just been a very rough day."
"Well, I'm sure everything will turn out alright in the end," he replied, sitting down across from her, "My name is Narayan."
"Hi Narayan," she said, holding out her hand and smiling softly at him, "I'm Ileana."
"Such a pretty name for an even prettier girl!" he replied, "Who was the idiot that dumped you like that?"
"Yeah, a loser! But it's my own fault. I have a soft spot for married older men," she replied with a sigh and took a sip from her wine, " I knew what I was getting myself into, but I can never resist. The heart wants what it can't have."
Those magic words seemed to peak Narayan's interest, thinking that he'd probably hit the jackpot. I smirked as I saw him sit up straight and puff up his chest slightly.
Picking my camera up, I got to work taking pictures of the two of them talking. The game was on, and we were going to need all the evidence we could get our hands on.
***
"I got a date for tomorrow night!" Ileana exclaimed happily, practically bouncing up and down on the bed like an overexcited puppy as she called her sister to tell her that we would probably be able to get the kissing photos that we needed by tomorrow.
"Good job, sis," I heard her voice, sounding relieved, "but I hope you are safe..."
"I am safe. My 'Mr. Bond' is taking care of me," she said with a wink towards me and then giggled. I heard her sister sigh on the other side of the phone.
"I'm sure he is," she muttered sarcastically, "Just make sure you get it done tomorrow, okay? We need those photos or else everything fails..."
"Don't worry, sis. I'll take care of it for you," Ileana replied and hung up, before falling back on the bed with a heavy sigh.
"You did really good today," I complimented her with a smile.
"Thanks Mr. Bond," she replied with a grin and rolled onto her side, propping herself up on her elbows and fixing those big beautiful brown eyes on me, "It was my first ever acting assignment."
"The way you put it on in there was brilliant," I told her with a smile, "You were just the right amount of flirty, vulnerable, sexy, and yet mysterious..."
"Thank you," she said shyly, biting her bottom lip and blushing slightly.
"Oh my God! You're blushing," I teased her with a laugh, "Don't be embarrassed!"
"I'm not used to hearing such nice things from a guy," she said with a shy smile, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink, "Usually it goes something like this, 'Hey girl, stay away from the windows!'; 'Hey girl, stop singing so loud!'; 'Hey girl, sit quietly and don't annoy us!' Those were from the goons who'd kept me hostage."
I chuckled lightly, shaking my head at her. She seemed so innocent and yet so seductive at the same time.
"But seriously, thank you, Vivaan. I know I'm just a naive girl with no experience in any of this," she said softly, "I don't think I could have had the courage to pull it off if you weren't here with me. I just feel safer knowing that you're here. You're a good partner."
"I told you, Team 007, remember?" I replied, feeling my heart beating faster, "Trust me!"
"Team 007..." she sighed dreamily and nodded, "So... What now?"
"Now, we can chill till tomorrow night. Then you dress up sexy, turn up the charm and kiss Narayan a few times. Get me some good money shots and that will be enough for Suraj Bhaiya," I replied, grinning widely.
But rather than cheering her up, something I said seemed to upset her and her expression suddenly changed; her smile disappearing and her eyes looking down, staring at nothing.
"Ileana? You okay?" I asked with concern, my smile fading as I reached out and touched her shoulder, "Hey..."
She didn't respond for a few moments and then looked up at me. I was surprised to see tears in her eyes as she sniffled slightly.
"H-hey, what happened? I-I'm sorry, if I said anything wrong," I mumbled, feeling confused. What had just happened? I was just joking around. What the hell did I do?
"It's not you," she muttered and sniffled a bit, wiping her eyes, "I'm just stupid. You're going to tease me if I tell you..."
"I won't tease you," I promised her sincerely, "I swear!"
She looked up at me again with those beautiful brown eyes, her lips trembling and then sighed heavily, "I've-never-kissed-someone-and-I-don't-want-my-first-kiss-to-be-with-some-old-perv!"
"Wait what?" I asked, unable to make out what she had just parroted out at a high speed in one single breath.
"I've never kissed anyone, and I don't want my first kiss to be with some old perv!" She repeated slowly this time but looked away, embarrassed. Her cheeks were flushed red, and she looked so cute like that, it was hard to resist smiling.
"Vivaan! You promised you wouldn't tease me," she mumbled shyly.
"I'm not... It's just that..." I stuttered, trying to find the right words, "Sometimes, you're just so sexy and innocent at the same time. How can someone as gorgeous and hot like you not have been kissed before?"
"I told you not to tease me," she pouted, turning her head and looking away from me. She was blushing even harder now, and I felt like such an asshole for making her feel bad.
"I'm not... I'm serious..." I said, taking her chin gently in my hands and turning her head towards me, "You really are the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I just really can't believe you never kissed someone before."
"And you have?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Her cheeks were still pink, and her lips slightly parted.
"No..." I replied with a nervous chuckle, "But I'm a nerd... and you are well, you!"
"See, why is it such a big deal that I haven't kissed someone, when you haven't either," she mumbled sadly, "My first kiss was supposed to be special, and now I'll have to kiss that old pervert."
I stared at her, feeling my heart beating fast in my chest. She looked so sad... So vulnerable and beautiful... and before I realized what I was saying, the words escaped my lips, "I could... uhmm... I could help you..." I whispered softly, "I mean... just so that your first kiss is not with fucking Narayan!"
I fully expected a slap or something and was stunned when she just stared at me for a moment, her eyes wide and her lips parted slightly in surprise. She looked up at me and bit her lips shyly before mumbling, "Do you mean it?"
"It's just an option," I replied quickly with a nervous chuckle, suddenly feeling very awkward. What the fuck did I just blurt out! I was supposed to be her bodyguard and here I was offering to make out with her.
She didn't reply for a few moments, and I thought that she must be too shocked at my words to say anything.
"Okay," she finally whispered after a long pause, so soft that I almost didn't hear her.
"W-What?" I asked, trying to understand if I had heard right.
"Yes, I would like it if you did that," she replied hesitantly, looking away from me, still biting her bottom lip. Her hands were trembling, and her face was flushed, and fuck, she looked gorgeous.
"Uhh... I mean... if you are sure about this..." I mumbled, suddenly feeling very nervous myself, "I don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want to do."
"I don't... I want you to help me," she replied, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "And I feel safe with you, Vivaan. We are partners, aren't we? Team 007!"
"Yes..." I whispered and smiled at her. My heart was racing so fast in my chest, it felt like it would burst any minute. For the first time, instead of avoiding staring at her sexy body, I avoided her eyes and dropped my gaze down.
She was wearing the same tight white tank top that showed the perfect outline of those amazing breasts that were barely contained by the fabric. The large dark circles of her nipples were visible through her clothes. I realized immediately that this was definitely the wrong choice because now I was blushing AND had my cock starting to get erect. Then my eyes wandered downwards towards those long legs...
"So?" she asked as she sat back up on the bed, pulling me back from my trance, "Are we gonna do this?"
I was leaning back against the headrest of the bed with my feet up in front of me, while she was sitting cross legged on the side. I gulped and nodded slowly; my eyes fixed on her lips now. Fuck, those full, sexy lips of hers...
Then before I could say anything else, she crawled over to me and straddled my legs, putting her weight on my lap, sitting perilously close to my now rock-hard cock and placing her hands around my neck. My hands instinctively went to her waist, slipping under the tank top and feeling the goosebumps on her skin.
Her face was only a few inches away from mine -- so fucking close that I felt her warm breath against my cheek.
"Just kissing," she mumbled softly, biting her bottom lip again, "we are partners, and we are just helping each other."
"Of course! Just kissing," I agreed, nodding dumbly, staring at her lips. They looked even more kissable from this close, soft and full, glistening slightly from her spit.
"Just partners," she repeated, leaning forward and slowly closing her eyes as she pressed her mouth to mine.
'OH FUCK!'
Her lips were soft, warm, and tasted sweet as she kissed me; just a light peck on my lips at first, then a longer one, then another. She pulled away after a few moments, her eyes wide open and staring into mine, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
I leaned forward again and kissed her, this time parting my lips and feeling her's part too. Our tongues met for the first time. Soon our lips pressed together more firmly, her mouth opening wider, her tongue pushing into mine.
She moaned softly against my lips as we kissed, her fingers gripping the back of my neck tighter, pulling me deeper into the kiss. My hands on her waist tightened as I returned her kisses with equal passion, enjoying the taste of her mouth, her tongue, her soft lips.
"V-vivaan!" she moaned softly when we finally broke apart, gasping slightly. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed over, her breathing quick and heavy. Fuck, she was so sexy!
"That was amazing," I mumbled, staring up at her beautiful face. I could still feel her lips on mine, taste her saliva in my mouth, even smell her scent lingering around me.
"It was!" she agreed breathlessly with a soft smile, resting her forehead against mine. She bit her lower lip and then leaned back a little bit, before hesitating and mumbling, "One more time? Please?"
"Again?" I mumbled in confusion, trying to keep my thoughts focused. God, she was so hot!
"I don't want my second kiss to be with that fucking pervert either," she whispered, licking her lips and then leaning forward, pressing her mouth to mine again.
This time, there were no soft kisses. Her lips crushed into mine and her tongue pushed past my own, sliding against it with a hungry need. She moaned into my mouth again, her hands running through my hair, her nails scraping lightly over my neck and shoulders.
My own hands were still on her waist, holding her close, my fingers stroking lightly over the bare skin of her stomach, caressing her back. But soon they moved down her hips to her ass, gripping her firm round butt cheeks tightly and squeezing them.
She gasped against my mouth, breaking the kiss, and stared at me for a moment before smirking and leaning forward again, kissing me harder this time, biting on my lip, and sucking on my tongue.
"Fuck..." I groaned when she broke away after a while, both of us panting heavily. She smiled at me, her eyes glazed over with desire.
"I-I don't want my third kiss to be with him either," she whispered breathlessly, licking her lips. Her cheeks flushed and her brown eyes staring into mine, "Nor my fourth!"
"You're right... w-what do you suggest?" I asked with an earnest look, trying to keep myself calm. My heart was racing; my pulse pounding in my ears. She looked so sexy with her tits heaving with each breath, her chest rising and falling, her nipples poking through her top.
Her hands on my neck moved down, rubbing my shirt softly. Her eyes were fixed on mine.
"Kiss me more," she mumbled, staring into my eyes, "Kiss me until we've lost count."
She leaned forward again, giving me a soft tender peck on my lips, before pulling back slightly and staring at me expectantly. I swallowed nervously; my throat dry and my heart beating so hard against my chest it felt like it would burst.
"I'm pretty good with math," I whispered hoarsely, "It'll be difficult to lose count."
"We'll see about that, Mr. Bond!" she said playfully, grinning with an evil glint in her eyes, "We have a long time till tomorrow for me to make you lose count."
"Just kissing?" I mumbled, this time it was more of a hopeful question than a statement.
"Just kissing," she replied, nodding firmly and pulling me forward, crushing her lips against mine.
I barely heard a whisper escape her lips and wasn't sure if I really heard it or not, "For now..."
***
I woke up the next morning to find Ileana cuddled up to me, her arms wrapped around me, and her face buried against my chest. We had kept making out till late into the night, losing all track of time. Eventually, we fell asleep together in each other's arms on the bed.
I looked at her beautiful face, her eyes closed and her long eyelashes fluttering faintly, her soft pink lips parted slightly.
God! She was gorgeous!
My eyes wandered downwards, admiring her body more freely now. I guess 33 kisses gave me a bit of liberty. Her tits were pressed against me and I could feel the hardness of her nipples poking through the thin material of her tank top; her full round breasts squashed against my chest. My hands were around her waist, and they seemed to wander under her top on their own, feeling her soft skin, her flat stomach, her toned waist.
I looked at the clock, it was just after 6 AM. So, I just lay there for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of her warm soft body against mine. I couldn't help but chant a silent prayer to thank God for last night.
I felt her stir in my arms about fifteen minutes later, mumbling something unintelligible as she stretched and yawned. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at me, smiling brightly before snuggling closer to me.
"Morning," she mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes and stretching out again.
"Good morning," I mumbled lazily and instinctively leaned down and gave her a soft peck on her lips.
"Hmmm," she moaned softly, looking up at me with a shy smile. "Thirty-four," she mumbled groggily.
"Hmm?" I asked, feeling confused.
"That was our thirty-fourth kiss," she replied with another sleepy smile, and then leaned in and pressed her lips to mine again, her tongue sliding over mine, "Thirty-five now, and you said you were good at math."
"Oh right," I mumbled, rolling my eyes and laughing, "Did you sleep well?"
"I haven't slept that peacefully in years. I always worried about the goons when I was their captive," she pulled herself up a little, cuddling closer to me before continuing, "and even after being freed, sleeping alone used to give me nightmares for a while now. So, thank you!"
"For what?"
"For being a good friend," she replied softly, her fingers tracing the contours of my face lightly, "For helping me. For giving me my first kiss. For making me feel safe."
"I still can't believe you let a nerd like me kiss you," I admitted with a grin.
"What do you mean 'nerd'. You are amazing," she whispered and looked up at me with an irritated pout, "Don't call yourself that, or I'll get mad."
"Ok, ok," I mumbled in surrender, not wanting to upset her.
"What's your favourite memory?" she asked suddenly.
"What?" I asked, feeling confused again at her sudden change of topic.
"Hmm," she mumbled, looking up at me with those beautiful brown eyes, "Tell me about the memory that makes you happy when you think of it."
"I don't know," I muttered, the first thing popping into my mind was our first kiss, but I felt it would be too cheesy to say that out aloud. I thought for a moment, trying to think of something else to say. But all I could think of was her, of the time we'd spent together. It was so special, so fun, and so exciting.
"Oh, come on," she insisted and nudged me lightly with her elbow, "Tell me!"
"Well, when I got my first camera," I lied as I traced her soft pink lips with my finger. She parted them slightly and she gave my finger a soft kiss.
Then she looked at me with a shrewd smile and bit my finger playfully, making me wince in pain, "What? You don't believe me?"
She rolled her eyes, "I've lived with you for two days and I can already tell when you are lying."
"Ok, fine... What about you? What is your favourite memory?" I asked, trying to change the topic onto her.
"I'm not telling a liar about my favourite memory," she replied with an evil glint in her big brown eyes and then suddenly she started tickling my ribs. I gasped and squirmed under her assault, laughing uncontrollably. This girl was crazy.
"Aaagh! Stop!" I cried out, laughing so hard it hurt. She giggled and stopped for a second, resting her chin on my chest and looking at me with a mischievous grin.
"Tell me the truth, or I'll start again," she threatened and gave me another evil grin.
"Ok! Ok! Fine!" I muttered breathlessly, "My favourite memory is when I kissed you..."
"So cheesy!" she said after a moment, rolling her eyes with an exasperated expression, "But... good answer!"
I laughed and looked at her, still smiling from our little tickling match, "So what's yours?"
But she didn't answer and instead leaned forward, pressing her lips to mine softly and slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I moaned against her mouth, my hands coming up to caress her back, slipping under the top to feel her skin.
After a few minutes of our passionate kissing, we broke apart, both of us gasping slightly.
"Thirty-six..." she muttered as she got up from the bed and headed to the bathroom.
"We won't lose count if your keep calling it out like that!" I said with an exasperated look. But she popped her head out of the bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth, grinning cheekily.
"I don't care. You promised to help me lose count. So just keep kissing me until I forget," she said and pulled her brush out and stuck her tongue out at me before disappearing back into the bathroom.
I chuckled, rolling my eyes at her antics. 'What had Suraj Bhaiya gotten me into?'
***
We decided to enjoy the attached pool once we were done with our breakfast. I got into the water first, waiting for her to join me. And to my surprise, Ileana decided to wear the same pink bikini that she had tried on the first day.
"You said I looked hot in this," she said with an innocent smile when she caught me staring at her as she got into the pool. I couldn't take my eyes off her; she looked absolutely gorgeous. Her hair tied in a messy bun. Her breasts looked even bigger in the skimpy pink bikini, and her ass was so round and firm. She looked like a fucking goddess!
She caught me ogling her, smirking at me as she walked over to me. The pool was quite shallow, so it reached only up to our waists. Her breasts looking so fucking hot with the drops of water running down her cleavage.
"Where were we at?" she asked coyly as she stepped closer to me, putting her arms around my neck.
"Stop keeping count you crazy woman!" I said with an exasperated sigh, but she grinned mischievously and pressed herself against me. Her tits pressed against my chest, making my cock harden even more at the contact.
"But I like it when you kiss me," she whispered and leaned in and kissed me softly, her tongue slipping into my mouth to caress mine.
"You're crazy," I muttered against her lips, kissing her back passionately, while my hands wandered over her body. They ran up her sides, cupping her breasts for a moment before continuing over her shoulders. She moaned into my mouth, her own hands exploring my bare chest and shoulders.
"Shut up and do your job, Mr. Bond," she mumbled, nibbling on my lips before deepening the kiss again. Her tongue danced inside my mouth and her hands wandered to the back of my neck, her fingers twinning themselves in my hair. My own hands roamed her body, feeling her soft skin under my fingers, her back, her hips, her thighs...
I was expecting some resistance when my fingers reached her ass, but I was surprised when Ileana didn't stop me from groping her round ass cheeks firmly. I moaned against her lips, my other hand coming down to join the first, my cock throbbing hard in my trunks, pressing against her stomach.
She broke away from our kiss after a while and gave me a shy, innocent smile, "Thirty... Thirty-seven..."
***
Moonlight Lounge, 7 PM
I fidgeted nervously as I took my place behind a pillar at the far side of the restaurant, trying to get an angle where I had a clear view of Ileana and Narayan.
Another generous tip to the hostess and the staff in advance, from the money Suraj Bhaiya had given me, had ensured that they would be seated at a prime spot for photos, and I would have a clear line-of-sight. But I still felt nervous, I had no idea how tonight would play out.
Narayan was the first to arrive, he looked quite confident as he sat down in his seat and ordered a drink, waiting for his date to show up. He was wearing a grey suit with a blue tie and looking very dapper for once. I felt a twinge as a wave of jealousy ran through me when I looked at the bastard through my viewfinder. This fucking old asshole was going to kiss Ileana!
I took a few shots from my position, trying to keep my thoughts from wandering off into a dangerous territory, as I contemplated any alternative to this. But I needed to focus on getting the evidence we needed for Suraj Bhaiya. To save his family and also for Pooja and Jhanvi Didi.
I was lost in thought when I got a call from her. I plugged in my AirPods to my ear.
"I'm coming in. Stay close, please," she muttered nervously.
"Don't worry, you can trust me," I whispered back reassuringly, "and keep the call running with your phone turned down on the table."
I saw the hostess walking towards the table with Ileana in tow, and I nearly dropped my camera at the sight of her. She hadn't shown me what she had planned to wear, and I could have never imagined her looking this hot!
She wore a tight, off-the-shoulder black cocktail dress that clung to her sexy body like a second skin, hugging her every curve perfectly. Her soft, full tits pushed up and looked so fucking tempting. She had left her hair down and it fell around her face, framing her pretty face beautifully. She wore red lipstick on her full pouty lips, accentuating their natural beauty even more and giving her a sultry look. She looked absolutely radiant and gorgeous!
Narayan's reaction was no different. He stood up, his mouth gaping open at the sight of her, looking her up and down like a hungry wolf staring at a juicy morsel. I felt that surge of jealousy run through me again and gritted my teeth.
"Ahh... you look beautiful..." Narayan said with a wide smile, taking her hand in his and kissing it.
I wanted to break his face!
"You're such a gentleman," she replied with a shy smile and sat down at the table gracefully. She put her phone on the table, and I could hear the conversation clearly.
Over the next 15 minutes or so, I watched her play him like a violin, laughing at his stupid jokes, and flirting with him shamelessly. He seemed to be completely smitten by her already, hanging onto every word that came out of her mouth.
"I'm glad that we could do this tonight," she said with a soft smile, "You are so sweet..."
"The pleasure's all mine," Narayan replied suavely, "Would you like to get a drink?"
"Oh, yes, please," she replied with a grin. As she turned to call the hostess, he interrupted her.
"Wait, let me get you a cocktail, something you have never tasted before. I'm quite good with these things," he said confidently and stood up, walking towards the bar.
"He's acting a bit odd. He could have kissed me already by now," she mumbled softly to herself, knowing I could hear her. I was thinking the same thing.
"Please be careful, Ileana," I muttered to myself, watching Narayan return a few minutes later with two drinks in hand.
"This is a special drink, called a 'Russian Rose'," he said with a smile, putting one down in front of Ileana.
"You should know I'm not good with alcohol," she replied coyly and giggled, taking a sip of it. She made a satisfied sound and licked her lips slowly, "Wow, you're right. I've never tasted anything like this before."
'Come on you old fucker! Make a move already!' I thought with frustration.
However, over the next 10 minutes, things started to get weird. I saw Narayan looking at his phone frequently, looking around like he was waiting for something to happen. And to add to that, Ileana seemed to be a bit more buzzed than she should have been after just one glass of a light cocktail!
Something was off, and I wondered if I should step in and end this, when an older guy about Narayan's age walked over to the table. He stared at Ileana with a look of lust in his eyes.
"Hey, there," he said with a smile, standing beside the table.
Narayan looked up at him with a smile, "Ah, yes... you're here. Let's go for a walk, shall we?"
'The Fuck!' I thought to myself, feeling confused by this whole situation.
"Ahh... are we leaving now?" Ileana slurred and smiled up at him.
I stepped out immediately; this was not what we had signed up for! I took a step towards the group when a bulky looking man appeared out of nowhere and blocked my way.
"Sir, I'm from the security. We don't allow photography inside the restaurant," the guard said firmly to me, stopping me from approaching them.
"Yes, my friend and I wanted to take you out for a nice moonlight walk near the beach," Narayan's voice came through on my phone, "You'll be fine, dear, we are just going to go for a short stroll."
'FUCK!' I tried to push past the bulky guard, but he held me in place, blocking my view. Then, suddenly I heard Ileana's voice in my ears.
"Mmmh, that sounds romantic," she giggled. As she stood up, she stumbled, "But... I feel a bit dizzy."
I fucking lost it at this point. I had to get to her! With all my strength, I pushed against the guard, but he wouldn't budge. Instead, he knocked me back onto the floor. My AirPods fell out of my ear and skidded under a nearby table. Luckily, the hostess I had paid off, came running to my aid as she heard the scuffle.
It took a minute or two for her to pull the security guy away from me and let me go. But as I rushed to their table, her clutch was gone, but I found Ileana's phone still there where she had left it. My partner was gone!
'Fuck!'
***
Narayan glanced over his shoulder as they stepped out of the restaurant, hoping that no one would see them leave with the girl in such a state. She was barely conscious, stumbling around drunkenly and slurring words.
He had been surprised at how quickly the drugs had taken effect on her. But then again, he had been generous with the dose. She was so hot that he didn't want to risk her changing her mind.
Beside him, his best friend Manohar smiled broadly and slipped a hand around her waist, pulling the young girl against him. "Damn, how did you get so lucky tonight?" he asked, staring down at her face before turning back to his friend.
"I'm just that good," Narayan replied with a smirk, "she was practically begging for it."
"And you're sure she's alone?" Manohar pressed on, knowing how much his friend enjoyed these little 'encounters'. He looked at the girl in his grasp; she was so fucking hot!
"Oh, yeah, she told me her rich boyfriend had dumped her," Narayan replied with a smug grin. They were walking down towards the parking lot. Their room wasn't the ideal place. His wife knew he was staying here for a 'conference' and she was suspicious enough to check out if he had anyone stay over during the night!
"She's not from around here," he continued with an evil grin, "so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, she'll probably not remember enough to tell anyone about this once we are finished with her."
Narayan opened his car, and they laid her out in the backseat, "You drive and I'll sample the goods on the way."
Her dress rode up her thighs when he pushed her in, those sexy legs that she had shown off at the pool. He had been lusting after her ever since. He licked his lips and got into the back seat with her, tracing his fingers along her inner thighs, "Mmm... you really are one sexy bitch..." he whispered.
"Mmmm, Vivaan," she mumbled drunkenly; her eyes closed. She didn't seem to realize what was happening.
"Yeah, that's right, Vivaan is gonna fuck you good," he growled and indicated to his friend to drive out of the parking lot. His fingers pulling down her dress slowly to reveal her breasts.
She wore a lacy red bra, and her tits were huge! The cups pushed them upwards, and they looked so fucking hot. He felt his cock harden in his pants, his hand reaching out to squeeze her breasts roughly through her bra, pinching her nipple between his fingers.
She moaned and arched her back, turning her head towards him and opening her eyes slightly. She looked confused for a second but then smiled at him sleepily, "I haven't lost count, you know..." she mumbled drunkenly.
"She's completely out of it," Narayan chuckled and looked up at Manohar, who was glancing back with an evil grin on his face, while they drove off. "Get us someplace nice and quiet. This is gonna be one fun night!"
His friend laughed, turning the wheel, speeding up as they hit the highway, "Hey don't have all the fun, leave some for me..."
*CRASH*
***
Vivaan's POV
I felt a rush of adrenaline pumping through my veins. I had never driven this fast before. My hands gripped the steering wheel firmly and the engine roared in front of me. I was driving like a madman on those twisting roads, but I didn't care!
'Please be safe. Just hold on!' I muttered to himself, glancing at my phone for directions.
Luckily, Bhaiya had left us a car to use for the mission and I had rushed downstairs towards the parking lot. The tracker I had placed in her clutch bag was active and showed her to be moving on the road.
