Crime of Passion

Chapter 3: Obsession

I did not see it coming nor expect that she will turn out to be a cop. It seems like hope has abandoned me. Claire offered to accompany me to go to the clinic to check my hands. It got injured during my fistfights against those men who tried to harass her. I politely refuse her offer and told her that it was just a minor injury and can take care of it. 

In return, she took me at the back of the diner to their kitchen and washes away the blood that was on my hands. She put some ointments from the first aid kit and covered my wounds with a bandage. 

"Aren't you afraid that you will have the same fate as the other women if you continue to investigate their disappearance?" I asked Claire.

"I was trained for this job," she confidently replied.

"Do you have any lead or idea about the identity of the person you are looking for?" I inquisitively inquired.

"That is confidential information." 

Fair enough. If I was in her position, I won't easily give up such kind of information to a stranger. I just like to try my luck. Maybe since I save her life that she will spill out the tea. Guess I was wrong!

"What will you gain from pretending to be a waitress? I'm not judging, but serving meals to the customer will lead you nowhere."

"I just need to know the people of this town. Besides, all residents go to the diner every day. I can get all the gossip and information I needed." She smiled at me as if she really knew what she is doing and already had a concrete plan.

I hate to agree with her, but she's right. This is the best place she can get information from the town's people. Plus, people talk about a lot of things including their personal shits here all the time. She's not as bad as I think she is. She's smarter than I expected. I shouldn't underestimate her and need to think of a way to get rid of her fast.

"Would you like to hang out later? I mean after your work is done," I invited her. I don't want to waste any opportunity and need to act fast.

"Sorry, I can't. I need to do something later," she sadly replied. 

"Are you going on an investigative work?" I curiously ask.

"You can say that," she said.

"I see, guess I'll be heading home then. See you when I see you and thank you for this." I waved my hand where she tends to my wounds. 

"I should be the one to thank you for saving me." She smiled at me and waved goodbye.

I went back to my pickup and left the diner, but didn't go home. I drove around town and went back not too far from the diner, waiting for Claire to finish her shift. I'm eager to know where she's heading and what she's about to do next.

Hours had passed and she finally went out of the diner. She goes to her blue sedan and drove away. I immediately start my engine and discreetly followed her. I tried my best not to get noticed and drove two to three cars behind her. It took us fifteen minutes' drive to get to our destination. It was an old pub house located in a remote suburban area of the province. 

"What the hell is she doing in this kind of place?" I ask myself. 

This place is filled with homeless people that were being controlled by drug lords and syndicates. They steal. Sell contraband, smuggled items, and even sell their own body to earn money. You'll see cheap hookers everywhere you look. Claire will only endanger herself in this place. I can't let that happen. She's mine and mine alone. Nobody can harm her except me.

She went inside the pub house and a minute later, I went inside too. It was dark and very loud. All you can hear is the music playing, people shouting and screaming at the naked women dancing on stage. There are too many people inside the pub. So crowded, that you’ll be going to be rubbing at each other's body just to get from one place to another. You can smell the sweat from their bodies, smoke from the cigarettes, and different types of alcohol in the air. 

My vision is starting to get hazy and my head is feeling dizzy from the huge crowd. I'm not used to be surrounded by so many people. I try to look for Claire, but it's hard to focus on all of the noises and it's really hard to see in the dark. I suddenly felt sick, so I rush over to the comfort room and immediately vomit. The air starts to fill with the digestive stench. After cleaning up, I went back to the crowd, and luckily, I saw the person I've been looking for. 

Claire is sitting on the chair at the bar counter and talking to a man. I try to get near as I could possibly be. I don't want to lose sight of her again. Fortunately, there is a pole right next to the counter. As if it was intended to be there for me to hide. The size is just enough for me to fit in and hide my body. I tried to focus on her. My eyes were locked on like magnets while I studied them with a predator's unwavering attention.  They were happily chatting, laughing as if they were really close to each other.

"f**k you, Claire! You rejected my invitation and go with that asshole!" I clenched my fist with so much anger. "I don't get it. What does have that I don't have?" I exclaimed.

I can't bear the sight of her being with another man. I don't want to create a commotion and needed to control my emotions. I decided to leave the pub.

While walking back to my pickup, a woman comes to me and offers something I could not resist.

"Hey handsome, do you want to have some fun?" She smiled at me and runs her finger all over my body.

"And what kind of fun is that?" 

"Anything you desire for a hundred fifty bucks," she flirtatiously said.

I looked at her. Scanned her from head to toe, and said, "That’s way over my budget. I only have fifty." 

I'm in a bad mood and don't feel generous tonight. 

"What the f**k! That is too cheap!" she protests. 

"Sorry, that's all I can offer." 

I hop on my pickup and start the engine when she tries to stop me.

"Okay fine! I agree with fifty, but I want the money in advance," she said.

"You'll get your money when I'm done with you," I replied. 

I looked around to see if someone saw us. Once confirmed that we are alone and no one is around, I ask her to get in the car and we drove back to my villa. 

"I should have charged you more if only I knew that your house is this big," she said while looking around inside my house. 

I ask her to wait in the living room while I went straight to the minibar to grab a bottle of wine, pour it in the wine glass, and went back to her.

"Here, drink some wine," I offered her.

While she was drinking, I turned on the sound system and played some music to set up the mood and to calm my nerves. After she finished her drink, I went to the couch and took a seat. 

"Take off your clothes," I commanded her.

She immediately unzipped her dress and before she takes it off, I stopped her.

"Slowly," I demanded.

She just smiled at me and slowly undresses. I watch her, as she took off her clothes one by one tossing them on the floor. Never could I imagine that underneath those cheap clothes is a gorgeous woman with a beautiful physique. Her breast is not too big but very proportioned. They really look good with her light brown super erected n****e. She is not fat or too skinny. It's just the way I like it. I can tell that she is not going to the gym or having a lot of exercises judging by the look of her flabby muscle. She has a few baby fats, but still looks good on her.

What caught my attention the most is her long ebony black hair that matches her deep brown eyes and fair skin complexion. Slowly she performed a seductive dance, teasing me and walks towards me. She knelt before me and starts to unbuckle my pants. 

"I'm Yvecell, what's your name?" she lustily said looking at me.

"Levi, but you can call me master!" 

She looks a little astounded by my demands. Judging by the way she looks at me. I bet she thought that my personality doesn't suit my appearance.

"Hmm... you're a bossy one. I have a few customers who were like that. Okay, master what would you like me to do?" she played along.

"Do you have any idea what you get yourself into?" I ask her.

"Humor me, master. I bet you like it rough," she said in a sexy tone and started to rub my d**k with both of her hands.

"I only want to do bad things to you. Can you handle it?" 

"Bring it on, master. I would like to see your bad side," she teases me.

For my first command, "suck my d**k, b***h!" 

She took a few moments to stare at my fully erected d**k before she stuck out her tongue and brushes it across the sensitive ridge of my manhood. I groaned softly when she takes my d**k's head into her mouth swirling her tongue inside. I watch her carefully as she opens her mouth wider and devours the whole length of my manhood giving it a hard long stroke.

She looks at me while she is playfully sucking my d**k. She's showing me how much she enjoyed sucking the life force out of me. I smiled at her and gently caress her head for being a good little b***h and to show her how much I enjoyed her performance. 

I closed my eyes and imagined Claire giving me the best blowjob in my life. I bit my lower lips out of so much pleasure when she tries to tighten her lips. It felt as if she is squeezing my d**k and milking it like a cow. I grabbed her head and pressed it hard against me. 

"Deeper. I want you to go deeper," I commanded her.

She starts to make a gagging sound that makes me even hornier. She forcibly pulls her head away from me when she starts to run out of the air and having difficulty breathing. She keeps on holding my hands trying to remove them from her head. I just ignore it and moan as I continue to pump myself faster inside her mouth. The slurping sound from her mouth lubricating my d**k with her saliva is giving me so much excitement and satisfaction.

"Don't you f*****g stop, b***h!" 

She uses all her remaining strength and pulls herself away from me. She was panting and trying to catch her breath. She was coughing hard because my d**k was way too deep inside her and she’s drooling out of exhaustion. 

"L-Levi, can we take a short break?" she said. Her hands were shaking, and I can see the fear in her eyes.

I slapped her so hard in her face and said, "What did you just call me? Have I told you to call me master?"

"I'm so sorry Master, p-please forgive me," she pleaded.

I stood up from the couch and walk closer to her. I saw her underwear on the floor and took it with me, help her stand up, and instruct her to bend over. I slide my fully erected d**k inside her tight p***y and start thrusting at a slow tempo, I grab her hips pulling it closer to me as I increase the pace, pumping it faster and harder. All you can hear the wet sound of our bodies smacking together while her ass bounces gracefully every time I slap her hard.

I always wanted to f**k Claire from behind. I closed my eyes imagining that it was Claire I'm f*****g and not Yvecell. I can feel my lips dry-out due to the excessive sweat dripping all over my body. Moan over moan she cries out while I continue to thrust her faster, slapping her jiggling ass and pound her deeper and harder. I felt the built-in my groin as I was near to my climax. I pull her against me with her back rested on my chest and held her close. Run my hands over her prominent boobs squeezing them tightly.

"C-claire, you're so f*****g hot!" 

"Who the f**k is Claire?" She stops and looks straight into my eyes.

"None of your f*****g business," I irritably replied. I placed her underwear across her neck and start to strangle her. 

I continue to f**k her hard while strangling and squeezing her neck tightly. I see that she’s trying to free herself from me, but I'm stronger and taller than her. "There is no use in resisting. You can never escape from me," I whispered in her ear.

She started to get weak and loses balance that leaves her body hanging from me. Her body started to shake and even pissed herself out of fear and desperation. 

"L-Levi, p-please, I c-can't breathe. It h-hurts so much," Yvecell slurs her words and I can hardly understand what she's trying to say. But I know for sure that she is begging for her puny life. 

"Did I tell you to call me master? I am very disappointed in you Claire!" I strangle her more. 

"I'm n-not C-claire. My n-name is Yvecell," she still manages to reason out with her condition.

"Shut up! I'm coming!" 

After a few more hard pumps, I reach my orgasm and exploded all of my c*m inside her. I pump harder entrenching my entire thick c*m deeper inside her soaking wet p***y. My body starts to shake with so much ecstasy and I can't help clenching my fist on her neck and strangler her hard with my bare hands until I heard a crack. I accidentally broke her neck. I release my tight grip on her neck and she drops down dead on the floor.

"I thought you were different from the others. I guess I'm wrong."

I went down on her and spread her legs wider exposing her p***y in front of me. I still want to f**k her since my d**k is still hard. So, I continue to f**k her lifeless body until I heard a knock on the door.

"f**k, did I forget to close the gate?" I said to myself. Maybe, I was in a hurry earlier and forgot to close the gate when I came home. "Who would come to my villa at this time of the night?"

I stood up, cover myself with a towel, and looked at Yvecell's naked, lifeless body. 

"I have no time to clean up this mess," I thought to myself.

I walk towards the main entrance of the house not far away from the living room where Yvecell was lying.  I gradually open the door. Am I having hallucinations and imagining things? My eyes widened, I'm in total shock when I saw the person standing in front of my doorstep.

"D-detective Claire Rodriguez, what a pleasant surprise?!"